At the end of the war, the city wall was already somewhat damaged. The devastation left behind by the werewolves' strong attack on the city inevitably made people a little uneasy. Everyone couldn't help but ask in their hearts, how long can such a city wall last?
Twenty minutes passed in a flash, and smoke and dust suddenly rose in the wasteland not far from the city. The werewolves regrouped a mile outside the city, but did not advance rashly. This distance made the archers powerless, because the longest range of the bow and arrow was only three hundred
Just rice.
The werewolves did not come up to call for battle again, and all the horses were in silence. They only waited for the Wolverine King to give the order, and then launched a charge and quickly ended the battle in a blitzkrieg manner. After all, the longer the battle lasted, the more disadvantageous it was for the werewolves.
There was also a scene of deathly silence on the city wall. Everyone's face was full of solemnity. Many people were sharpening their knives and wiping their weapons. Fortunately for the players, they were just treating this battle with a playful attitude after all.
But NPCs are different. They are guarding their homeland in a real sense, and have a life-or-death relationship with the werewolves.
At this time, a lone rider came out of the werewolf formation. It was the Wolverine King riding a white dragon colt. He advanced several hundred meters and shouted loudly: "Human Lord, listen! I am the commander of the werewolf army. You can
Dare to fight with me? Haha! It doesn’t matter if you don’t fight, after all, human beings are naturally weak, hahaha!”
Arrogant laughter echoed on the field, and everyone on the city wall was filled with righteous indignation. They wanted to jump down from the city and fight to the death with the Wolverine King. However, this was not possible. Because this time the Wolverine King launched a challenge between the generals, and no
The battle is over. If you want to fight, the general will attack. If the others step forward, even if they win, they will be disgraced.
If you fight, you fight. If you don’t fight, you don’t fight. As a man, you just have to fight! If it were that simple, it would be easy to say, but what you need to know is that the general guarding the city is injured in his right arm at this moment, and his combat power is greatly reduced.
Comparing it with the Wolverine King, no matter how you look at it, there is no possibility of victory.
At this moment, the Wolverine King laughed wildly again: "This is the human being who is known as the spirit of all things? Weak, cowardly, and without the slightest courage! From this point of view, even if we werewolves want to destroy Shennong City, it will not be impossible.
Possible!"
This is of course an exaggeration, but it is precisely because of this that it is unbearable to people's ears.
The beggar was not immune to the shame. The general guarding the city was furious. He grabbed the Daguan Dao and was about to kill him. At this time, the village chief came to stop him and said: "General, your injury..."
The general guarding the city said sonorously: "What does this small injury mean? I would rather die in battle than accept such a huge humiliation! Lord Grim, who is lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have returned from the ancient battles! Come, prepare for me.
horse!"
"What a heavenly being!"
Qin Yi couldn't help but secretly praise him. This general who defended the city was really a strong-blooded man! Suddenly, Qin Yi felt that he was somewhat similar to this general. They were both stubborn when facing the enemy.
Qin Yi stepped forward, and the village chief quickly said: "Young man, stop the general quickly!"
Qin Yi smiled slightly, turned around and said to the general guarding the city: "General, enter! Let the werewolf's spirit be severely weakened. I'll beat the drum for you!"
"Okay! Ghost Car Warrior, I, Zheng Chuanqi, make you an adventurer friend! Just beat the drum and come wherever you go!"
The general guarding the city, Zheng Chuanqi, gave Qin Yi a meaningful look, then walked down the city tower step by step, holding his sword horizontally, leaving only a surprised look on the wall.
The village chief said to Qin Yi, "Young man, young man, you are so confused! If the general was not injured, that would be fine. Now that he is injured, what should we do? Why didn't you stop him!"
Qin Yi said lightly: "Grandpa, village chief, do you think that if I stop him, he will stay here honestly? You don't understand, this is the dignity of a soldier. Or, this is the spirit of wielding a sword!"
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Bright sword...!
The village chief was stunned for a moment, and stayed on the spot, chewing Qin Yi's words carefully. But at this time, Qin Yi had already walked to the war drum stand, picked up the drumsticks and started beating on the war drum.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The majestic war drums sounded slowly. At this time, with a bang, the city gate opened. Zheng Chuanqiu lowered a wind-shredding black horse from his crotch, slashed his sword across his chest, shouted loudly, and attacked the Vajra like a black whirlwind.
The werewolf king swept away.
"Well done!"
The Wolverine King roared excitedly, and then a black light flashed in his hand, and a spear appeared. He stepped forward, and saw two black lights lighting up at the same time. The next moment, when the horses neighed, one person and one wolf were already fighting together.
One sword and one gun, two peerless weapons danced with brilliant light and shadow, staggering back and forth in the void.
Lin Muduo said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that the general would be so powerful! He could actually be evenly matched with the Wolverine King."
At this time, the village chief came over and said worriedly: "Girl, Lao Zheng and I are old friends. Before I was captured by the werewolf, he was already the captain of the Sanchuan City police force. He relied on his own strength to
We have reached this point today. Now more than ten years later, I am still very confident in Lao Zheng's strength. However, he is injured at this moment, and his war horse is not as good as that werewolf. You know, in this kind of mounted battle, the war horse is good.
Badness is very important and directly related to whether it can withstand fierce confrontations."
Lin Muduo nodded, and at the same time subconsciously glanced at the drum stand, where Qin Yi was still beating the drums steadily.
He saw his own shadow in the general who defended the city. Lin Muduo thought in his heart.
At this moment, the drum beat suddenly became louder and more powerful, and Lin Muduo quickly turned his head. At this time, the cavalry battle under the city had entered a critical moment. Each person and the wolf did not give in at all, displaying their martial arts to the fullest.
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At first glance, it seems that both sides are evenly matched. However, Zheng Chuanqi is already old after all. He is over sixty years old and cannot compare to the Wolverine King in his prime. In addition, with injuries, war horses and other limiting factors, as the number of rounds increases,
His sword skills have gradually become messy and can no longer keep up with the pace of the Wolverine King.
But Zheng Chuanqiu had no intention of retreating. With the support of the magnificent drums, he still waved the sword stubbornly, even though he had faced death many times.
The village chief was an old friend of Zheng Chuanqi. In an instant, he understood the intention of his old friend in doing this: he wanted to use his own death to arouse the hatred and fighting spirit of the soldiers!
Lao Zheng, you... why are you doing this?
In the village chief's eyes, a turbid glimmer appeared at some point.
"Take a shot from me!" The Wolverine King shouted.
A trace of determination flashed in Zheng Chuanqi's eyes, and his sword style suddenly changed, and he actually chopped off the head of the Wolverine King from the front! You know, at this moment, the Wolverine King's spear was no longer several feet away from Zheng Chuanqi's chest, but Zheng Chuanqi's chest
Legend suddenly changed his movements, which also left him without any defense on his chest.
"Puch!"
The sharp spear was inserted into Zheng Chuanqi's right chest, and deep red blood suddenly splashed out. At the same time, Zheng Chuanqi's last big knife impact also struck the Wolverine King's shoulder, chipping away a certain amount.
In exchange for his health, he was killed in battle.
Slowly, the light in Zheng Chuanqi's eyes gradually dimmed. However, because the spear was still in his body, he did not fall off the horse immediately.
“Old Zheng!!!”
On the city wall, the village chief shouted sadly, and tears suddenly flowed down. This gray-haired old man actually squatted inside the female wall and cried like a child, which touched the hearts of hundreds of soldiers.
The Wolverine King brushed aside the big knife lightly, with a flash of violence in his eyes as he mercilessly drew the spear. Zheng Chuanqi, who had lost his support, finally exhausted his last bit of health, fell off his horse with a pop, and lay drunk on the battlefield.
At this time, the passionate drumming on the city wall stopped after the last note. The atmosphere suddenly fell into endless silence.
Suddenly, the Wolverine King laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! After all, humans are just a type of monkey. When a monkey meets our brave werewolf, it will only be killed!"
The arrogant laughter escaped into the sky and reached the horizon.
Trembling.
Yes, the bodies of hundreds of soldiers on the city wall were trembling. When Zheng Chuanqi was there, they were still able to mount an effective defense. And Zheng Chuanqi's death also caused their backbone and pillar to disappear. Suddenly, they only
Feeling that the future is bleak, I want to hold on to Sanchuan City, but there is no hope anymore.
"Woo-"
Sad cries suddenly sounded from the city wall. These strong-willed men were crying. Weeping for their dead companions, crying for their own imminent death, and crying for the fact that their home, Sanchuan City, was about to be trampled under the iron hooves of werewolves.
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Why are you crying? There is nothing to cry about. What kind of man are you if you only know how to cry?"
Everyone stopped sobbing and looked towards the source of the sound. Qin Yi put down his drumsticks, walked down from the drum stage, and walked towards the city stairs step by step, dragging the Ziwu Soul Suppression Key in his hand. Lin Muduo was startled and flew away.
He ran over to hold Qin Yi and asked, "Qin Yi, where are you going?"
Qin Yi stopped and said calmly: "The general is dead. Now it's time for the soldiers to come on stage."
"You know that you can't be the opponent of the Wolverine King, why do you still go? And as long as we hold the city wall for five hours, if the werewolves don't break the city within five hours, we will win!" Lin Muduo said anxiously.
What Lin Muduo said was reasonable. A group of NPCs and players also began to persuade Qin Yi. Qin Yi turned a deaf ear and suddenly sneered: "Hold for five hours? Then do you know how long it has been since the war started?"
silence.
Qin Yi said: "Less than two hours. In such a short period of time, more than two thousand of our people have died, and only less than a thousand are left. Just now, when three thousand people shared the same hatred with the enemy and General Zheng was present at the same time,
We can only hold it for two hours, now why do you think you can hold it for another three hours with this small force?"
There was still silence.
Qin Yi paused and continued: "You don't believe it yourself. So you cry helplessly. But can crying solve the problem? You are all men, so what if you cry like women? What if?
If you really plan to keep crying, then General Zheng will really die in a vain battle."
