Spring and Autumn I Am King

Looking from the direction of Xing Ao, from the enemy's position, three columns of three hundred new troops opened. This time, instead of trying to attack with half of the crowd, all the combat power was overwhelmed!

In front of the disciples were three heavy and heavy logs, carried by more than 20 people. I don't know where they were chopped halfway up the mountain. The armored soldier with the shield retreated, and the shield was held high to protect the three teams.

This will be the last resort to break through the wall or the wooden door tonight. Before the two drums were played, the lingering sound was still there, and the third drum had already rumbled!

Now that the trenches and fences have been leveled, the attackers face a smooth path.

Xing Ao has been reporting the distance of those bumping piles through his eyes.

"One hundred and fifty steps, one hundred twenty steps, one hundred steps!"

Zhao Wuxi's mind was empty. He racked his brains, but he couldn't think of a way to stop the enemy from breaking through the wall. It seems that close hand-to-hand combat is unavoidable, and perhaps, he must be forced to try the backup plan.

Just hope for a while, God can help.

It is Zhao Wuxi's principle to use his troops to be right, and to win by odds. Therefore, the method of uprightness is also indispensable.

Because there was not much pressure on the front door, there were forty or fifty fighters who were still physically strong and sent to help the back door∟↑, plus the remaining people here, there were more than 100 soldiers in total. Plus two hundred people from the country and the wild, this is all the cards in Zhao Wuxi's hands.

As for the opponent's combat strength, there are still 700 people in total. They are called pirates. In fact, they are all well-trained and well-equipped family soldiers. Half of them are still fresh troops who have been resting and watching.

However, even if the eup wall within a few dozen steps in front of him was completely collapsed, a big hole was opened. At that moment, the other party could only squeeze in more than a hundred people.

From ancient times to the present. The so-called good use of the military is nothing more than in the face of war. Try to let your side concentrate on the superior forces, and fight more and less!

Therefore, Zhao Wuxi shouted loudly: "Everyone who is leaning against the wall will retreat and form an array!"

After everyone looked at each other, they all obeyed the order. Under the leadership of the military officials, Qi Qi retreated more than ten steps away from the wall. Otherwise, the wall will collapse in a while, and it will be buried underneath.

The same goes for the clerks on the watchtower, who performed well enough tonight. Inflicted half damage to the enemy. There is no need to continue to insist on it. Once the wall is collapsed, the watchtower will also be affected.

Only Xing Ao was reluctant to go down: "I want to inform the gentleman about the enemy's situation!" He firmly grasped the wooden board of the watchtower, his eyes fixed on his eyes.

"The enemy won't necessarily collide with Wanglou, we should stay here, be condescending, and do our best for the gentleman!"

Under the influence of this little boy, there were five or six other talented men who were determined not to move, and their hands had already formed blood blisters in the process of opening the bow and stretching the strings. Shaking slightly, but still holding the bow tightly, holding the arrow.

"Let's go with them!" The corporal chief of the talent scolded, his eyes hot and sour. After he said a word viciously, he urged his comrade down to the watchtower, but he stayed behind.

"The gentleman gave me a treasured bow. Said, this thing should be given to a strong man. I am the best archer, how can there be less of me?"

Zhao Wuxi's attention was not on the watchtower at this time. He was arranging the backing crowd to line up neatly.

In the end, Zhao Wuxi roared at the two guilt-ridden Sima who were standing in the queue, carrying a spear: "Well! Take twenty people to the nearby dwelling and carry all the things I want!"

Jing was stunned for a moment, and walked away as promised. After that, Zhao Wuxi took a deep breath and stood in the center of the queue. Mu Xia and Tian Ben surrounded him.

"Gentleman! Thieves are still twenty steps away!"

"The location of the impact is thirty steps to the left of the gate, ten steps to the left, and ten steps to the right!"

The young and crisp notification sound continued to come from the watchtower, and it was only at this time that Zhao Wuxi realized that the people above had not completely withdrawn!

But he couldn't care about that, he began to digest the information and quickly adjusted the direction: "Adjust the array, divide it into three horizontal lines, and aim the weapon at the impact point!"

"Swords and shields are half-squatted in front, the spears are flat, and the unarmored Chinese and savages are in the back, so don't get in the way!"

The crowd lined up in three horizontal formations, staring at the wall, and once it was broken, they would charge back again, blocking the gap with flesh and blood!

"Ten steps! Five steps! Here we go!"

Xing Ao rang the gong for the last time, and a few talented men stood up against the rain of arrows on the opposite side, constantly risking their lives to get up and shoot, hoping to stop the footsteps of hitting the pile.

Outside the wall, three rows of attackers holding wooden pillars, under the cover of shield players and archers, rushed up screaming and slammed into the wall!

In an instant, it was as if the earth was shaking!

The high wall of rammed earth seemed to be in fear too, and it trembled violently, and even the watchtower where Xing Ao was located shook violently. He and a talented man were caught off guard and fell straight down.

After a collision, the pawns shouted their horns, took a few steps back holding the wooden post, and prepared to exert their strength and go up again. The corporal corporal, who had just escaped the disaster by hugging the wooden fence tightly, stood up staggeringly, put the arrow on the bow again, and prepared to stand up to shoot. The others on the watchtower followed suit.

Anxious, Zhao Wuxi shouted from below: "Don't move, the enemy's archers are still staring."

"We are the bow of the gentleman, the arrow of the gentleman! If we die, we will die!"

However, the soldiers desperately shot the last wave of arrows, which actually killed and injured several people on the right side of the enemy.

Fan's archers approached behind the wall-hitting team, ready to clear the wall's resistance at any time. Before he finished speaking, arrows roared and flew through the air, shooting several talented men into sieves, and many others flew over the wall and flew into the courtyard. One of them struck Zhao Wuxi at a tricky angle. There was a clanging sound on the animal-faced copper chestguard.

At the end of the strong bow, it didn't hurt at all, but the chest was a little tight, and blood was dripping from my heart, because Xing Ao, who fell off the watchtower, who didn't know his life or death, and those who sacrificed his blood was dripping blood.

They are not curved bows that can be made, nor are they cast icy clusters of arrows, but living people, Zhao Wuxi's robes tonight!

Immediately, his thought was covered up by the loud noise of the wooden stake hitting the wall for the second time.

"The wall is cracked!" "There are cracks here!" "There are also cracks here!" They swallowed their saliva.

"When you first go into battle, you can hold your spear. You have saliva in your mouth. This is what I want from you!" The gentleman's reprimand still beside his ears.

The high wall of the rammed earth structure is built with slabs, and the bottom layer is a stone foundation, which is also considered thick. But under the impact of the big wood, it is a little stronger than the silk paper. Zhao Wuxi estimated that once again, the wall would be destroyed.

Sure enough, after the attacker's last impact, there was a "crash" sound, and two large holes were suddenly broken in the high wall on the left. They could already clearly see the bright swords on the opposite side and the uncertain faces.

"It's collapsed, it's collapsed!" Cheers from outside, and hundreds of people shouted in unison, like a tsunami. This obstacle that blocked them in the middle of the night was finally destroyed.

From the point of view of the clan soldiers of Fan and Bank of China, the guards in the wall have the best time and place, so they will kill them. Face to face now. He must have been terrified, not knowing how to react.

The rewards promised by the two gentlemen Fan and Bank of China, and the slaughter and looting after entering the city, they can play the role of robbers today... This made everyone excited. Armed with weapons, they screamed and rushed into the gap, all bravely taking the lead.

There are almost seven hundred people on their side. In an absolute numerical superiority, this battle will be won!

However. The soldiers who rushed at the front found out what was going on inside. Completely different from what I imagined.

There was no panic, no hesitation, just three rows of horizontal formations. In the front row are the armored warriors with swords and shields, and in the middle are the spears of the forest. After that, there are black people and savages, holding different weapons and farm implements.

"Isn't it said that the archers have been shot dead and injured? Why are there so many, so neat."

"Forerunner!"

Zhao Wuxi, who was inside the wall, swung his sword to the gap and let out such a cry.

"The soldiers are lined up, swords and shields are in the front, Ge is second, the spears are flat at the end, move forward, and don't stop!" .

But these dozens of gunmen are no longer the yellow-haired boys who never fought a few months ago. Now, all of them have seen blood, and the bravery in their hearts has long been aroused, and they are infected by the sacrifices of the talented people. The anger and hatred overwhelm the fear and hesitation.

The first row of swords and shields raised their shields to block the flowing arrows, held the sword cat and walked forward, the second row of long Ge leaned forward, and the third row of spears slowly flattened.

They began to step in unison, slamming, step by step, pressing towards the collapsing wall, towards the enemy that was pouring in like a flood of bursting embankments.

The people behind the country also followed suit and followed suit.

As a result, the attacker who just got in from the outside suddenly realized that he had been aimed at and surrounded by bright weapons.

Just as Zhao Wuxi expected, they squeezed in a total of more than 100 people through the two large gaps, and they were scattered in columns. The few middle-ranking soldiers who rushed in front were a little scared. If they wanted to stop, at least they had to avoid the swords, shields and spears that were advancing forward.

But the drums of the brigade commander didn't stop. Since all the power was put in at one time, and it took so much effort to break through the wall, how could you not rush in?

So, the people in the back didn't know the truth, and they kept shouting and pouring in. The disciples in front shouted back and wanted to retreat, but they were pushed forward by the people behind. In this way, they are getting closer and closer to the horizontal formation of the guards, they can only barely hold their weapons, their eyes are wide open, hoping to reach the enemy on the opposite side first!

"I met!"

After a while, blood splattered and screams continued. I only heard the sound of "puff" coming from the sword's body, and then the body slammed, the armor slammed, and the shield that protected the body cracked.

The attack of the horizontal formation is all-round, the enemy's waist and abdomen will be hit with swords and shields, the top of the head will be slashed with daggers, and the chest and neck will be on the flat spear tip.

The scattered queue of attackers was torn to shreds in an instant, and the dozens of people in front of them fell one after another. Put it, can create a blood flower. Some people died directly, and those who didn't die were even more miserable. Loud screams resounded through the city walls.

The soldiers in the horizontal formation were also injured, but not many. The people behind the country and the wild people had Zhao Wuxi's strict orders, but they only strengthened the depth of the horizontal formation and used it as a force to promote the advance of the front, and did not dare to come forward. When they got close, they threw the stones and broken swords in their hands towards the edge of the wall to death, causing a lot of damage.

Zhao Wuxi stood at the back of the queue, looking coldly at the blood in front of him, his heart was as hard as iron.

If we say that the battle on the mountain road is the performance of Tian Ben, Mucha, Yu Xi and other outstanding performers. So, the harvest that is taking place inside the wall now is the collective strength of the disciples who were not the best in physical strength, height, and skills!

The death and misery of the intruders finally made the people behind them realize that something was wrong. They stopped and stood on the pile of collapsed walls and hesitated. As a result, the attackers trapped in the wall finally had enough space to turn around and retreat after most of the casualties.

But Zhao Wuxi didn't give them a chance to take the initiative to escape.

"Squeeze them out! Paoze's hatred! Recover it now!"

He roared loudly, the horizontal formation that originally slowed down, after a brief pause, UU reading www.uukanshu.com accelerated their pace and began to attack!

The horizontal formation is like a big rolling plate, moving forward ruthlessly, but the enemies who squeezed in are like bean sprouts that fell on it.

"Wan Sheng!" When the last attacker was stabbed to death on the broken wall by the spear, the soldiers and the people inside the wall cheered in unison.

At this moment, Zhao Wuxi suddenly remembered that more than half a year ago, he and Wang Sunqi drove to Xinjiang City for the first time, and found that there was no dialogue with Guo Shi in this city.

"Jijiu Wufu, Gonghou Gancheng, every man standing here is the wall of Chengxiang!"

A city wall that can be slaughtered and suppressed, but as long as their soul, Zhao Wuxi, is still there, it will never be overwhelmed! (To be continued..)

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