Boom~! Boom...!!

There were loud noises coming, and they all listened clearly through the city wall. The people in black couldn't help but change their expressions slightly. With years of assassination experience, the leader of the black man Wang Butai immediately realized that this was an opportunity, a good opportunity to kill with one blow. Wang Butai said, "Have you heard it? The Xihe Army on the city wall has the upper hand, which means that these cannon sounds are targeting the Yuan army. This is an opportunity. Let's assassinate Subutai!"

Subutai, when he heard these three words, all the men in black were confused. Among the entire Yuan Dynasty, Subutai's reputation was second only to Zhebei, and was Genghis Khan's right-hand man. He made great contributions to the Mongols entering the Central Plains. His reputation was so high that even the farthest Qing Dynasty was famous.

If it were just like this, the man in black would only feel that his leader had too great ambitions, and doing so would not achieve his goal at all, regardless of the cost. At this time, Subutai, as the leader of the first army, must be under heavy protection and being very cautious, you can imagine that it is a whimsical choice.

"The more intense the attack of the Xihe Army is, the more Subutai will draw troops to the front line, and the troops in other places will become weaker. At that time, we will lurk in and ambush them. At the critical moment, there will be miraculous results." Wang Butai's mouth slightly raised, and his eyes looked at Kuangxue and Yage. Seeing that they were silent, he knew that the previous words had a great impact on them. Also, when he got the news and made up his mind, wasn't it the same?

If you were not forced to turn back, you could no longer turn back. Even an ambitious man would not want to get even a trace of prosperity or even a false sense of security. Take a breath?

"Let's go and enter the city from the west gate!"

After waiting for a while and confirming that the situation he saw was not wrong, Wang Butai immediately took the remaining dozens of men in black to head straight to Ximen.

After the Xihe Army occupied the city gate, the most intense one in the city and above the city wall was the East Gate. The other two gates were also affected, but the gains were not great.

Until the Xihe Army fired a volley of gunfires in the revolving rebellion, the Xihe Army fighting on the city wall advanced nearly ten meters. The Yuan army was in a mess, and its quality was very different, and it was slightly weaker overall than Xihe. Under such circumstances, it was extremely difficult. It could only use human lives to block the Xihe Army's path forward.

"kill!!"

Mengshi had red eyes, holding a knife in his left hand, and whip in his right hand waving like a giant dragon playing in the water. Wherever he passed, the wind was rapid and unstoppable.

Under the leadership of Mengshi, the mountain barbarians advanced wildly, with an unstoppable momentum. The Yuan army threw away their helmets and armor, and corpses were everywhere.

"Come on. Let me see your strength!" Mengshi roared wildly, his thin clothes were soaked in sweat, pressing against his extremely strong muscles. He was not wearing armor, but the hot flames in his eyes burned the entire battlefield, making him in and out of no one.

Soon, the Xihe Army occupied the first fork and advanced more than 200 meters in a row. The morale of the Yuan army completely fell to the bottom. It was not that there were Yuan army generals to stop Mengshi, but at most, they were beheaded on the spot in less than three rounds.

Is it strength? No, it is not just a gap in strength, but also a gap in momentum, and a gap in Montstone's crazy playing style.

"Let's set fire!" A Yuan general ordered in pain.

Even though I know that this is just a drinking poison to quench thirst, what can I do in this situation?

The Xihe Army's sneak attack, the madness of the mountain barbarians, the fatigue brought by days of defense, the lack of reinforcements inside, and the despair of a strong enemy outside, all kinds of factors seem to have already been doomed to the end.

The fire rose into the sky, and the fighting between the two sides became even more tragic. The people hiding at home could no longer stay there. Most of them were involved in the fight, and both the enemy and us had already killed madly.

The mountain barbarians retreated at the first time. The Xihe soldiers who replaced the battle had completely opened the show to all streets and alleys. The Yuan army seemed to know that they had no way out and fought fiercely in despair. The Xihe soldiers had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and they were even more reluctant to give in and gritted their teeth and rushed forward.

Every step forward requires several corpses, including enemies and their own.

Subutai brought the last group of Yuan troops to the front line. Xu Zeding was on the front line, his whole body was stained with blood. Without a slight elegant and handsome temperament, his whole person was like a god of killing coming out of blood. His cold murderous aura was overflowing uncontrollably, his eyes were covered with blood, as if he wanted to eat people.

The night began to turn white, and the exhausted sides were still fighting. After a night of fighting, the city was full of dead bodies of both enemies and us, and blood stained the entire city. The entire Xihe Army had entered the city and completely advanced to the inner city. Each occupied half of the city and could no longer move forward.

"The last general is incompetent, please punish the marshal!"

Xu Ze retreated from the battlefield with black and red body. At this moment, he was exhausted and there was no perfect place on his body. The scars of all sizes had just been treated and wrapped in gauze. As for the armor, it was already in the middle of the night, because it felt heavy, and I didn't know where it was thrown.

Xu Rong frowned and asked, "How many casualties and injuries are from our side, how many casualties and injuries are from the Yuan army?"

"When the last general retreated, more than 12,000 people had been killed in battle, and more than 28,000 people were killed and injured in the Yuan army! Most of them were ordinary soldiers who only had a few battles!" Xu Ze lowered his head deeply. More than 10,000 people were elite soldiers, and most of them were elite soldiers. Thinking of Xu Ze's heart was bleeding. No one knew better than them how difficult it was to train a group of elite soldiers.

It will not be too difficult for one person, ten people, or even a hundred people, or a thousand people, but the energy and cost of tens of thousands of elite soldiers have increased greatly. Every elite soldier stands behind them who have been eliminated.

"Where are the people?" Xu Rong was unmoved.

"Death and injury...number!" Xu Ze did not count, nor did he have the time to count, and because there were too many, they looked over and were crowded everywhere, and the casualties of the Xihe Army and the Yuan Army seemed so rare. Xu Ze knew that if they continued to fight like this, they would eventually get an empty city.

"Are there countless? It seems that they are indeed barbarians. No matter how well they paint, they are just to oppress the people better, and they cannot change their nature at all!"
Chapter completed!