The wind is like a knife, the snow is like a curtain, and the sound of iron hooves is like thunder.
The enemy's cavalry came on horseback, drawing their bows together as they marched forward. The sound of the bowstrings being drawn together made a squeaking sound that made people's teeth ache.
Just hearing the faint sound of bowstrings in the wind and snow made countless people in Sitong Town understand that all the enemies had strong bows, which were not comparable to the soft bows in their hands.
Boom boom boom boom…boo boom boom…
The bow strings exploded, and sharp arrows pierced the sky, sweeping towards the wall of Sitong Town like a torrential rain.
Yun Jing's heart froze. If this rain of arrows were to be carried out, they would not know how many casualties there would be!
The morale here is already low. Once there are more than dozens of casualties, it is likely that everyone will collapse and lose the courage to continue fighting.
The gap between old, weak and remnant soldiers is too big compared to the enemy's elite cavalry.
When time was running out, Yun Jing couldn't care less. He closed his eyes slightly, and his mind power suddenly swept forward. With his special senses, he could 'clearly see' the trajectory of every arrow that swept forward.
The power of thought slightly moved the arrows, allowing them to slightly adjust their angles.
The next moment, with a continuous popping sound, almost all the arrows fired by the enemy were nailed to the city wall at the feet of Yunjing and others.
The enemy troops that swept in did not hear the expected screams, and they were puzzled. In addition, the wind and snow blocked their sight, and they could not figure out what was going on.
They were already galloping fast, and when they fired arrows, they were only a hundred meters away from the city wall. After one round, they had no chance to fire their bows a second time. Although they couldn't figure out what was going on, they didn't have time to think about it, so they immediately put away their long swords.
He drew his sword and rushed towards him.
"After killing and destroying the city, there will be all kinds of wine, food, and beauties."
"kill……"
The real hand-to-hand combat is about to come.
Yun Jing had no choice but to use his telekinesis to slightly adjust the direction of the enemy's arrows. Even if Liu Neng discovered him, he couldn't control it so much. Human life was at stake, let alone a human life. What was more important was still important to him.
What is clear is that he is not that selfish.
Although he tried his best to interfere with the direction of those arrows, they were hundreds of flying arrows after all. There were always some that he did not take care of in his haste, so a small number of arrows still fell into the crowd on the city wall.
middle.
Screams were everywhere, some were injured, and some even died.
Fortunately, there are not many such situations, no more than ten, which are completely within the acceptable range and will not shake the morale of the military.
Having said that, it would be strange if there were no casualties at all when the enemy fired a salvo.
In response, Yunjing said that he had tried his best, and as a soldier, it is his duty to go into battle to kill the enemy. Casualties on the battlefield are inevitable. Moreover, although these troops have low combat effectiveness, how can they grow if they do not experience the tempering of blood and fire?
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"My telepathy is radiated forward. I hope Mrs. Liu in the town doesn't feel it."
Yunjing, who was ready to stop, thought so, but at this moment, he no longer cared about it. It would be best if Liu Neng didn't find it, and there was nothing he could do if he found it.
Ran Liang, who had returned at some point, said in astonishment with a big sword in his hand: "Damn it, are the archery skills of these enemy dogs so bad? Why are they all pointing at the city wall?"
"Haha, isn't that better?"
"Maybe the wind and snow have blocked their view..."
The enemy's first round of offensive did not cause much trouble here, but it did make the people around them feel good to comment.
At this time, the cavalry had already rushed to the city, and Yun Jing had already drawn his long sword.
To be honest, Yun Jing had never killed someone before, but this was his first time fighting on the battlefield. The shouts of killing were loud and the sound of horse hooves was thunderous. The feeling of tension and excitement made his palms sweat.
There was even an urge to rush forward and chop at random regardless of the situation.
A battlefield, a place of cruel fighting, is the easiest place to infect a person's emotions. In such an environment, it is not easy for a person to maintain a calm mind.
But it’s good to get used to it after experiencing this kind of thing two or three times.
"Brothers, be prepared to meet the enemy!" Ran Liang roared with a big knife in his hand, a ferocious smile on his face.
"Kill!" The others shouted in unison.
The garrison general not far away also roared: "Brace yourself, I won't let the enemy cross the city wall even if I die. Think of your family and friends behind you. Once you retreat, think of what kind of fate they will suffer!"
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At this point, the soldiers with low combat effectiveness had no way out, and coupled with the words of the general... well, in fact, the effect was not great, and they could not escape the fierce fighting that followed. As for the final
How many people will survive, who knows.
When the enemy comes to the city, the most important thing to take care of is the city gate. Once they break the city gate, they can march straight in!
Buzz~!
Amidst the thunderous sound of horse hooves, the leader of the enemy's innate master raised his hand, and a metal hammer the size of a human head flew out, piercing the air and letting out a dull whimper. The hammer cut through a distance of tens of meters and crashed on the ground.
At the city gate.
Boom~!
Click~!
With a tooth-grinding sound, the city gate shook along with the surrounding city walls. The one-foot-thick wooden gate was hit by a hammer on the spot with a hole the size of a millstone, and there were countless cracks around it.
Fortunately, the door was strong enough and was not completely broken open by the opponent's blow.
Having a master in the army is still very useful. Just like at this moment, if the innate master in the enemy army breaks through the city gate, the next battle may not be necessary.
It’s not like no one wanted to stop the hammer, but it was too late. Besides, who could stop it? Didn’t you see that the hammer flew forward dozens of meters after it penetrated the city gate, creating a shocking ravine on the ground?
"Follow me and break open the city gate. The others will go up to the wall and kill. Taking this town will be easy!"
The innate master in the enemy army laughed and rushed towards the city wall with his horse and men. With his innate cultivation, he didn't take the guards of Sitong Town seriously at all.
Looking left and right at the cloud scene on the city wall, where are the horse piles under the city wall? Where are the horse traps? Where are the rolling logs and stones on the city wall? Where are the hot pots boiling oil?
Nothing.
Well, this is the hinterland of Dali after all, so I guess we didn’t prepare these things at all, and even if we did, they might have been left to gather dust in the warehouse because there have been no enemies for a long time. At this time, the enemies came in a hurry. Who has time to prepare these things?
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I have no choice but to prepare to kill people next.
"Brothers, we cannot let the enemy break open the city gate. Let me stop them, and I will stop them even to the death!"
Ran Liang understood the language of the enemy leader, the Dajiang Dynasty, and immediately roared, leading his men off the city wall and rushing towards the city gate, regardless of their safety.
War is never a war of one person. On the battlefield, individual strength is too weak and requires concerted efforts. Moreover, any problem in any place will lead to the final outcome of the entire battle, so human lives need to be used to fill it!
The saying that the battlefield is a meat grinder is not just a saying.
"kill"
The enemy troops who had rushed to the city roared. Wearing armor, they faced the sparse rain of arrows shot from the city wall. They reined in the reins and relied on the inertia of the galloping horses to leap towards the city wall less than three meters high.
Come rushing.
"prick!"
The garrison general roared and stretched out his spears, but he could only push down a few enemy troops, and more of them went directly to the city wall.
After all, it is a small place. When a weak army faced off against local elite cavalry, they were killed on the city wall so quickly. Once they were unable to withstand it, the entire Sitong Town behind them would suffer!
Swish, swish, swish...
In front of the cloud scene, the wind and snow roared. Three enemy soldiers rushed up immediately and slashed his head with cold blades. They didn't care whether he was good-looking or not. It was probably because he was good-looking that the enemy couldn't wait to chop him down immediately.
Kill him.
With a flick of his wrist, the long sword in Yunjing's hand drew a graceful arc like lightning, and the sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff" was connected in a line. Before the three enemies who came up could even set foot on the city wall, they were cut off by the long sword in his hand along the gap in the armor.
The three men suddenly fell to the edge of the city wall, spraying blood on their necks, and fell to the bottom of the city.
How fast was Yunjing's sword movement? He asked himself that Song Mingdao, who had practiced fast swords in the 'Sword Classic', was not as good as him. How could these cavalrymen who had not even reached the middle stage of the day after tomorrow be able to avoid it?
It's not that Yunjing wants to be high-profile, but the sword in his hand is too inferior and he doesn't dare to confront the sword in the enemy's hand, so he can only kill the enemy with skills.
Bang~!
A person from the Jianghu community kicked away an enemy soldier who was rushing towards him. He looked at Yun Jing and said in surprise: "Brother Yun's swordsmanship is so handsome."
This man had drank with Yunjing before, and was really amazed by Yunjing's skills.
"careful!"
Yun Jing shouted low, stepped forward, handed the long sword in his hand, stabbed it out from the side of the opponent's head, and pierced the neck of the enemy behind him who was raising the knife to slash with a pop.
After the other party died, Yunjing said slightly speechlessly: "Brother, there is a war, don't be distracted."
Do you think this is a fight between rivers and lakes, people will chop you to death if they get the chance, and they don't care whether they attack you by surprise or not.
"Brother Yun, I owe you a life," the other party said fearfully, and threw himself wholeheartedly into the fight.
Even though Yun Jing killed four enemy troops at once, the overall situation was not optimistic. There were killing sounds everywhere on the left and right sides of the city wall.
The combat effectiveness of those garrison troops was low, so they were no match for the enemy's fine cavalry. After the enemy rushed to the city wall, it was a one-sided situation. Countless people were hacked to death and wounded on the Dali side, while on the other hand, very few of the enemy were killed.
A gap is a gap.
Yunjing felt helpless. He had no choice but to kill as many enemies as possible to reduce the pressure here.
"Everyone, take care of yourselves!"
After leaving such a sentence, Yunjing's figure flashed towards the left and killed him. That side was mainly composed of garrison troops with low combat effectiveness. As for the right, there were many people in the arena who were experienced in fighting, so Yunjing did not need to worry too much.
Yunjing, dressed in white, moved around on the narrow city wall. Every time he drew his sword, he could take away an enemy's life. Even two people were killed by him in the middle period of the day after tomorrow. No one could escape.
Use his lightning-fast sword!
Fighting on the battlefield, he didn't care about cleanliness. When he was fighting ten or twenty meters to the left, the white clothes on his body were already dyed red with blood, which was shocking!
But it's all the blood of the enemy.
"There is a master, kill him!"
Yunjing had only killed less than twenty enemies before he attracted the enemy's attention. After a loud roar, an enemy soldier from the later stage came towards Yunjing with red eyes.
How could the enemy not be angry after so many were killed by Yunjing? In their opinion, it was easy to take down Sitong Town, but such casualties were simply unacceptable to the enemy.
The enemy who was charging towards Yunjing was nearly two meters tall, wearing heavy armor, and holding an iron rod as thick as his wrist. He charged straight at him, sweeping the iron rod wherever he passed, and no one could stop him.
After paying a little attention to the opponent, Yunjing speeded up harvesting the enemy's lives and headed straight towards the opponent.
The other party felt sorry for his Bao Ze, and Yun Jing also hated him for killing Da Li.
Born in this country, Yunjing's heart is still towards this country.
"How brave, come and die!"
When the man saw that Yun Jing was still unscrupulously harvesting Bao Ze's life, he was furious. His inner strength surged, and the wind and snow could not touch him. The air around him seemed to be distorted. The iron rod in his hand was even stronger with the blessing of his inner strength.
The blue light flashed and hit Yun Jing's head head-on.
Not having the habit of beeping, Yunjing nimbly avoided the opponent's stick. When he smashed the city wall with the stick, a piece of it collapsed. Yunjing's wrist flicked, and the long sword in his hand pierced the opponent's eye several inches from an incredible angle like lightning.
, the blade of the sword stirred slightly, and the man's brains flowed out from his eye sockets.
All bells and whistles.
Ignoring the dead guy, Yunjing continued to kill the enemy.
A few months ago, Yunjing was able to fight against an innate master head-on. Although this guy was late in life, he was not good enough at all. Yunjing didn't even have blood energy, so he was solved with simple basic swordsmanship.
"I'm just in the middle of the day after tomorrow. I'm already so good. I'm low-key and low-key. I'm still far away. I'll be the first to shoot..."
When killing the enemy, Yunjing never forgets to pay attention to other directions.
Generally speaking, the Jianghu martyrs who came to help were at a disadvantage. They were not weak in martial arts and were skilled in fighting, but they could not withstand the enemy's tacit cooperation, and the casualties in the fight were greater than the enemy's.
Fighting on the battlefield is not, after all, a free-for-all and random killing. There is nothing we can do about it.
Then there is the direction of the city gate. The enemy's innate masters have actually broken open the city gate. Ran Liang, a few people who have acquired martial arts in the later stages, and dozens of garrison are resisting hard, but they can't stop it at all. The gap is too big.
, there have been many casualties, and even Ran Liang himself has been injured.
"The innate leader of the enemy army... To capture the thief first, capture the king. As long as this person is captured or killed, the enemy army will be half defeated. After all, I am still inexperienced. In the past, from the perspective of a bystander, I felt that I was in charge.
Once you are on the battlefield, you can do whatever you want. To put it bluntly, you should just stand and talk without back pain. Once you actually go to the battlefield, the experience gap will be reflected. It is easy to get fooled and you cannot grasp the overall situation..."
Feeling annoyed and at the same time realizing his shortcomings, Yunjing turned around and headed towards the city gate without hesitation, taking down the enemy leader first.
Even at this time, if he is still hiding his clumsiness, is he a human being?
When rushing over, Yunjing easily eliminated some enemy troops.
Casualties occur every second. The war is so cruel that Yun Jing has seen the tip of the iceberg.
