The arrows passed over the man's head and fell into the city. A golden general waved his sword light wildly, and blood filled his eyes. A ladder leaning against the wall fell down a soldier. He gasped, and half of his face was cut with a deep bone-visible scar. His vision was blurred by blood. The city wall was already in a stalemate.

"Hammy"

He shouted at the top of the city in Jurchen language, searching in the crowd, then waved his hand and slashed the head of the Wu Chao soldiers rushing over. The iron helmet cracked and the blade rolled up. The other party screamed, ignoring the blood on his head, and rushing up with a "Ah!" roar. A feather arrow flew past the golden general and nailed it to the other party's face.

The golden man with a bow behind him nodded at him: "I'm here..."

"It's good if you're not dead. Let me kill the enemy and drive the southerners down." The golden general named Hatu and the Jin man who was shooting the archery were brothers.

Hami raised the hunting bow in her hand, cracked her mouth and smiled, turned around and stepped on a corpse and jumped onto the battlement, pulled the string and shot down. The densely packed Wu Chao soldiers were climbing up.

Buzz... The bowstrings whistled, and someone screamed and loaded them down from the ladder.

Hami turned around, jumped to another wall, muttering softly: "Fifth..."

Then, draw the bow and shoot the arrow, and do it in one go.

“Six…”

“Seven…”

“Eight…”

…

The quiver was empty, and he jumped off the city wall and turned around. Among the crowds of fighting, a burly body raised a big axe and swung it down. Hami shouted: "Be careful" and ran toward the other side, pulling out the blade from her waist and swinging it.

The huge axe fell on a figure. When the blood and flesh splashed, the body was almost split in half and fell on the city wall. Hami's eyes were almost bleeding, and she jumped up and slashed down.

In the falling sight, the burly figure as strong as an iron tower rushed out of the crowd of people fighting. The giant axe deflected and swung wildly. In the vision, blood splattered into the sky, and a few drops were touching the eyes.

With a thud, his body fell to the ground. He fell to the ground with sticky plasma, reached out to tie the lower body that was not far from him. His fingers squirmed on the ground, dragging the exposed intestines under his waist and crawling on the ground, pulling out a scarlet long thread.

Thick legs came over, wide feet stepped on the crawling hand, Xuanzan's rough face was covered with flesh and blood, standing there like a bloodthirsty demon god, looking at the confused golden man, raised his axe and fell down.

There is a piece of credit on the bear's waist.

...

Compared with the fierce fighting of the south city wall, the west city wall seemed particularly quiet, but from time to time, flying arrows shot up the city head, nailed to the battlements, or bounced down. A large number of Jin soldiers were hastily organizing defense. Due to the surprise attack, most of the defensive equipment were not in time to be moved out in the warehouse, and large shields were temporarily erected and stuck in the gaps between the battlements to make up for it.

Every Jin man was racing against time to run and shout, and then someone stopped and looked over from the wall. There were batches of Jin people, nobles, officials, and even elderly people, women and children like domestic animals, and were bound and scolded to drive towards the wall.

The sorrowful crying gathers together, making the scalp numb.

The guard general Yelu Xi looked at this scene silently. He could hear that those were all Jurchen Shangmin, so he raised his hand: "The archer came forward" and he gave a cold order.

The deputy general shouted: "General, no, kill them, what should we do if we Liao people do? We will die ten of them."

"Do you want to lose the city?" He calmed down.

Behind the city, behind thousands of driven Jurchens, the sound of horse hooves approached. Rows of horse hooves were neatly turned around and stepped on the ground, moving forward slowly and orderly. The spears were hanging down, and the figures that were walking slowly were stabbed into the back by sharp iron tools, and the body was trampled by the horse hooves behind.

Not long after.

The sound of desolate cow horns circling in the sky.

The ropes tied together were seen falling, and countless figures who were so scared that they were wailing, crying and rushed towards the city wall. Behind them were soldiers from Wuchao who were lightly equipped, carrying a ladder and mingling among the crowd. Then, the dark lines on the city wall rose in the sky...

Whoosh swish swish swish swish....

The plume arrows like to pour out rain covered the crowd, landed in the crowd, nailed to the head, neck, and shoulders... Large pieces of blood bloomed on the corpse, and the dead, who had not yet whispered, paved a road to death along this distance of twenty or thirty feet.

"Second Team, get ready! Archers suppress the city wall." Liang Yuanchui rode his horse back and forth and observed the city wall frantically and calmly, and then gave an order.

A team of two thousand people split out of the military formation began to take steps with their shields. Liang Yuan stood on his horse and looked at the backs that rushed out frantically, looking at the strategist.

On the city wall, when the flying arrows intersected with countless surging shouts from below, many dead bodies flipped, and then the fierce figure pushed the corpse away and came out from below, carrying the ladder on the ground and ran under the flying arrow rain, sprinting wildly.

Then...the surviving ladders were put up, and Liang Yuancheng's soldiers bit the steel knife and began to climb quickly. Behind them, more comrades rushed over, some supporting the ladders, and some following behind.

"We avenge our shame today"

The first Wu Chao soldier who climbed up the city wall shouted, swung his knife and jumped into the Lin Li's gun formation. Several gun heads penetrated through his body. The soldier roared with blood "Wow!" and chopped the knife in the gun forest a few times, struggling with his legs to prevent himself from retreating or falling down.

When his comrade came up, he swallowed his breath.

"I'm not afraid of death...I'm not afraid of death..." The second soldier who came up trembled and waved his knife to block the spear head, and his body stumbled and shook. Then more spears stabbed. He rolled on the spot, hugged the body of his comrade on the ground and blocked the front, doing the same thing.

He crashed into the surrounding gun forest and knife formation.

Then more Wu Chao soldiers rushed up desperately. About an hour later, Ximen was defeated.

The sunset dispersed in the sky, the flames were gradually extinguished, and the black smoke blew everywhere with the wind. Charred corpses could be seen in the burned houses, and people crying and losing their loved ones on the roadside.

The siege ended with a more tragic street battle. After the city wall fell, most of the Jin soldiers who were originally from Liao surrendered, but the thousand Jurchen soldiers ignited the houses in the city and pulled the soldiers of the Wu Dynasty into a short-lived street battle. It would take some time to clear the other side.

The red horse walked on the bloody street. The horse lowered its head and sniffed the body of a war horse, and its mouth and nose spurted a mourn. Not far away, the body of a Wuchao knight fell on the street.

The shop door panel finally couldn't stand the cracks and broke down. Inside the gap, a Jurchen soldier stumbled out from inside. He held the shop door panel and looked fiercely at the figure on the back of the jujube horse, roared wildly, and ran and rushed over with a knife.

The heavy dates were stroking the long beard, and the arms under the green robe waved. The heavy blade buzzed, slashing the crazy Jurchen soldiers and their swords.

A moment later, Liang Yuanchui appeared behind Guan Sheng on a black war horse. The two looked at each other. There were still many places around him. Occasionally, there were figures of escape coming from a distance. Seeing that there were people riding horses here, they wanted to seize the horse.

Then a heavy gun was inserted into the Jurchens' mouth and nailed to the ground.

"General Guan, it's okay if you want to participate in my book. Yuan Chui will be taken down." Liang Yuan Chui reached out and pulled the iron spear out of the corpse, bowed his hand, and drove the horse away.

Guan Sheng looked at the left back and felt a little distressed, but in the end he passed the incident and fell into Bai Ning's hands.
Chapter completed!