Chapter 158: Brothers, attack me

The fierce offensive and defensive battle above the stone castle is still going on, with many people, but the entire cross-section of the stone castle is only so large. If you want to attack, the only thing you can use is the tactic of adding fuel to it. One part died in the battle and the other part was filled in. The attack on the front city wall was still for life, but it was just for several or even dozens of lives to exchange for one life in the city.

The soldiers on the stone fort shot out the sharp arrows in their hands in silence, threw the stones silently, and fired the crossbows and stone cannons silently. For the time being, the pressure they were under was not great, because their yard placed the main force of the attack on the siege road. As long as the gap was opened from there, the stone fort would basically mean loss.

The Modaomen waved the heavy Modao and killed the cavalry that had come over. The entire team was like a rotating machine, retreating and advancing. However, they were people rather than machines after all. There was still three meters away from the city wall. The horses could speed up and leaps over, but they could not go over and could only defend against the opponent's impact. The physical exhaustion was extremely astonishing. If the siege road was really connected to the city, they could wave the Modao and advance forward while rushing into the opponent's team to curb the opponent's speed, which would be easier.

Qiqige was eager to attack, and launched an attack without waiting for the siege road to complete the siege. However, he never thought of accidentally hitting the Modao team's soft threat. After several rounds of killing, Qiqige was also a veteran on the battlefield. When he understood this, he immediately stopped the soldiers who were still filling snow bags along both sides.

On the ridge, Yun Zhao shook his head slowly, "I can't hold on for long. Brothers, let's touch the ridge down the ridge, be careful not to startle the enemy. After going down the mountain, hide in the forest first, wait for my orders to launch an attack."

"I understand!" The people around him responded in a low voice and returned to their team separately.

"Old Master, when we launch an attack, you will try to shake the big trees and shake off the snow, causing the illusion of large troops in the forest, making the enemy unable to understand our reality."

"Don't worry, I can save it!" Liang Feng nodded.

On the stone castle, the Mo Daomen finally felt a little tired. At this time, the difference in physical strength began to be significantly reflected. After a Mo Daoman who had just been rotated to sway two swords and killed two cavalrymen, his arms were sore and soft when he waved Mo Dao in the third round, and he was a little slower than his companions. When his companion's Mo Dao was slashed with the sound of wind, his Mo Daoman had just raised, which was the difference. A war horse flew in the air and hit them heavily. With a scream, the Mo Daoman fell backward and bumped several teammates behind him. The Meng army immediately jumped off the horse, waved the Mo Daoman and slashed over. The Mo Daoman on the second row had a wrist and cut him into two pieces, but the opening was opened at this moment. Behind the cavalry, one after another, one war horse after another jumped over, and in an instant, he stood on the top of the city.

Although I had expected this to be the ending, when the incident really happened, Su Dingfang still felt his nose sore, and the last moment was coming.

"The back six rows, take three steps back!" Su Dingfang shouted loudly.

The thirty Mo Dao Hands behind retreated three steps at the same time, while the remaining sixteen Mo Dao Hands in the four rows of Mo Dao Hands in front did not retreat but advanced instead, shouting loudly to advance. At this time, they had lost their formation and fell into a situation of fighting on their own. The Mongolian cavalry who jumped over in advance cut off their contact with each other and separated them into sound combat units.

At the city, Qiqige shouted excitedly, "Attack, attack, come, attack, attack." More cavalry rushed up excitedly with Qiqige's orders.

Each of the sixteen Modaomen who were alone in front of him was able to slash one sword. After killing an enemy, he didn't have time to raise Modao for the second time. The savage of the snow-clear saber had already cut off their heads and the bodies fell heavily on the city wall. In front of them, the bodies of nearly a hundred Mongolian cavalry almost filled the city.

The Mongolian army in the front rushed forward, while the one behind began to clear the occupied city walls and opened a passage for the support.

"Forward, kill!" Su Dingfang roared, and at this time, the five people in the Modao team opened a distance between one person. In the previous round, the five people slashed down the Modao. When the Modao in front fell, the five people behind were already strode forward. Five swords were raised at the same time. The five swords in the front had just cut down the enemy, and their Modao was slashed down immediately. The second row of Modao fell, and the third row of Modao trotted up, and another row of sharp blades fell.

The six-row Mo Dao Hand suddenly accelerated the speed, and the blades rose and fell, like a meat grinder that broke forward, constantly chopping Mengqi down.

The Mengqi, who had jumped to the city, had completely lost his speed at this time. Under the attack of the crazy Mo Dao Hand, he was forced to retreat step by step. In a moment, in front of Mo Dao Hand, the horse corpse was actually raised high.

"Retreat!" Su Dingfang gave the order, and the sixth row of Mo Dao Hands quickly retreated for more than ten steps, and gasped with a big mouthful of breath. Although it was not long just now, the physical energy consumption was greater than before. The distance between ten steps, the war horses could not accelerate. Once the enemy starts attacking again, they attacked quickly and could cause a new round of damage to the enemy.

Although there were only thirty people and although they seemed exhausted, the Mongolian army still seemed a little hesitant in the face of such a killing machine. After a moment of pause, although the bodies of the people and horses were cleaned up, the cavalry could not move forward. The siege behind them had been filled with orders by Qiqige, and more cavalrymen rushed up.

"On the front row attack, cover with bows and arrows!" A commander from Mongolian army rushed to the top of the city and ordered loudly. "Observe, those who are afraid of the former will be killed, and those who are not fighting will be killed!"

Under the officer's strict order, the soldiers shouted, and the horses began to accelerate. Almost as soon as the cavalry started, the Mo Dao hand on the opposite side had already raised the Mo Dao to greet him.

"Shoot the arrow!" The commander of the Mongolian army commander gave the order, and whizzed in succession. The feather arrows shot into the air, rushed to the highest point, and turned around and fell down. The Mo Dao's hands fell down, and the first row of cavalry died, but the feather arrows falling from the sky had injured several of them. The speed of swinging the sword again was slowed down.

Su Dingfang howled in pain. The real Modao team was in heavy armor, even covering their faces. Only two eyes were left outside. Ordinary arrows could not hurt Modao Hands inside the heavy armor. However, he could find a way to get fifty Modao, but he could not get the heavy armor of Modao. After he was demoted, the commander of the Modao Team of the Imperial Guard specially allowed him to take it away. At this time, although the two sides had only fought for a moment and had killed dozens of Mengqi, his Modao Hands were half gone.

"Retreat, retreat back to the fort, fight by room!" Su Dingfang yelled, "I'll break the back!" Suningfang, wearing heavy armor, pulled down his face-protecting clip, revealing only two black eyes, roared and stepped forward, and slashed a sudden Meng soldier down with one knife. The jingle sounded endlessly, and the arrow fell on his body, but was bounced away by the exquisite armor. Occasionally shot to the joints of the armor leaves, but it was embedded there. Su Dingfang looked like a hedgehog, but in fact his combat power did not decrease at all.

"Give up the city wall, retreat to the fort, fight from house to house, and exchange your life for life!" A Zhiguo lieutenant stood on the city wall and roared loudly. More than 200 soldiers still in the city shouted and pushed all the stone cannons, bed crossbows, etc. down the city. These combat equipment would rather be destroyed than fall into the hands of the enemy. Otherwise, after the stone fort was broken, these things would appear under Anqing City, posing a huge threat to the brothers there.

The Stone Fort Guard abandoned the defense on the city wall and retreated to the fort.

"Boss, it's time to attack!" Yan Xiaoyi couldn't help but, "The city is broken, the city is broken!"

Yun Zhao looked at the opposite side calmly. At this time, they were only a few hundred steps away from the stone fort. The dense forest blocked the enemy's sight. The Mongolian army never dreamed that at such a close distance, there was an oriole bird staring at them.

"Wait a little longer, wait a moment." Yun Zhao murmured.

"What are you waiting for?" Yan Xiaoyi said anxiously, "If you wait for someone else, you will die."

Yun Zhao snorted, "The city gate has not been opened yet, the enemy has not had a large number of castles, and the enemy's formation outside has not yet relaxed. When the city gate opens and a large number of Mongolian troops begin to pour into the city, the enemy will definitely celebrate the breaking of the stone fort. Their vigilance will relax at this time, and that is the time for us to attack. Xiao Yi, we only have more than 500 people. If we cannot defeat the enemy, we will run away again!"

The debris blocking the door was moved away, and the heavy stone fort gate slowly opened. The Meng soldiers outside the door cheered and rushed in. On the ladder, the Meng soldiers who had gotten off the horse came up. In the stone fort, there was no place for war horses to use. Next, the two sides fought in close combat.

Qiqige laughed and looked back at the patriarchs of the small tribes around him, "Everyone, Lord Lacarthy gave us three days, and it took us only two and a half days to break through the stone fort."

"It depends entirely on Brother Qiqige's clever plan!" Several clan leaders also smiled. This damn obstacle was finally won. In this battle, some clans of Qiqige made the most efforts and suffered the most casualties. They didn't mind flattering Qiqige for a few more words.

"Everyone, come into the city with me, climb to the highest point of the stone fort and enjoy the joy of victory!" Qiqige was proud and raised his horse whip, walked first, and walked slowly towards the stone fort. At this time, there were endless shouts of killing in the fort. Qiqige didn't care about the battle in the fort, and lost the protection of the city wall. How could the stone fort guards with only a little manpower be his opponent?

Yun Zhao in the forest pulled out Pojun with his backhand, pulled a few feather arrows with his other hand, and shouted: "It's now, brothers, come with me!"
Chapter completed!