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Chapter 67

A huge boulder flew up from the trebuchet, roared in the air, and hit the village gate hard. The strong village gate shook.

Another huge stone flew higher and faster, and actually crossed the village gate. A bandit was unable to dodge and was hit in the middle. With an earth-shattering scream, the bandit was bloody and bloody in the blink of an eye, and he quickly died.

It's lucky to die quickly. Being stoned to death is the most terrifying thing.

"The fifth master! What should we do?"

A bandit rushed to Wang Tong's side and shouted loudly.

Wang Tong's face was solemn: "We can no longer defend the gate of the village. Go and report it to the master immediately! Everyone prepares weapons and fights to the death."

In fact, there is no need to report it at all.

Zhou Sui had already led Cao Gui, Liu An, Dai Youyu and others over.

The trebuchet's range is limited, and it can only fly as far as the village gate. Most of them land on the village gate. If this continues, the village gate will be broken down within half a day.

Liu An's eyes shot out a cold and sinister light, and he glanced at Wang Tong with evil intentions: "Wang Tong, why did you never say that the imperial court still had such means of attacking the stronghold? You didn't respond early! Now it's down to

You must not be in such a passive situation on purpose!"

That's what young people are like. They think about making great achievements, but they don't know that people are most likely to die when rushing to a stronghold.

"Eldest Young Master..."

As soon as the two sides met, they fell into a fierce battle. It was the Imperial Guards wearing armor who suffered more casualties.

He just took a wrong step and fell into a bottomless cliff.

Li Xiao was quite in awe of his cousin, and although he was reluctant, he nodded.

He came to Qinglong Mountain specially to take Zhou Sui's head in person and avenge his death.

"Kill them all!"

"Liu An, shut your stinky mouth." Zhou Sui glared at Liu An and scolded Cao Gui: "Put the knife back!"

The bandits shouted together: "Kill them!"

"Remember it and follow me later."

"Shut up!" Murong Shen said coldly: "I, Murong Shen, have come to suppress the bandits under the command, am I going to hide behind others and take credit for my achievements?"

Wang Tong also screamed together, as if he wanted to shout out all the anger and despair trapped in his heart.

Then, Zhou Sui said in a warm voice: "Don't take it to heart because they are talking nonsense. You have been guarding this village gate for nearly a month, and no one can take away this contribution."

He didn't want to die, so he could only fight his way out.

Li Xiao's left ear went in and the right ear came out: "I know."

Witnessing the tragic death of his two sons, his own daughter crying and breaking up outside the village gate, she will never be able to return to her past self...

"These bandits are really cruel." One of the soldiers advised in a low voice: "It is really dangerous for the eldest son to be here. It is better to withdraw from Qinglong Village first."

This arrow kills quickly.

On the mountain road outside Qinglong Village, the Jiaodong Army soldiers who had been repairing it for half a month were all holding long spears and knives, with eagerness shining in their eyes.

As soon as Murong Shen spoke, the soldiers had to shut up. They each clenched their long knives and were extra vigilant.

This kind of thing should never be left to others.

Li Ji personally led the troops today and turned to Li Xiao and told Li Xiao: "When we charge at the stronghold later, you follow me and don't rush too far."

The bandits in the village, in addition to burning, killing, robbing and raping for a happy life, also did some simple training. Zhou Sui was very skilled in martial arts and had extremely high archery skills. However, there were very few opportunities to use them on weekdays, and not many people knew about it.

Li Ji regained his energy, immediately sent the order, and personally led the soldiers of the Jiaodong Army forward.

Being a bandit means licking blood with the tip of a knife, drinking heavily, eating huge chunks of meat, robbing women, and living a happy life day by day. When it comes to going all out, there is no ambiguity at all.

"There are indeed many ways to attack cities and demolish strongholds in the army. I have also seen ordinary trebuchets, and I have already prepared them. The current one should be a new weapon developed by the Ministry of Industry and War. It has a longer range.

Times. There is no way to defend at all.”

The current Qinglong Village is like a tiger whose fangs have been pulled out.

However, in terms of murderous intent and cruelty, the bandits of Qinglong Village are not weak at all, and are even worse than the Imperial Guards.

Murong Shen, dressed in armor, personally led the imperial guards into the stockade.

What else can you plan?

Zhou Sui's eyes flashed fiercely, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, then raised his arms and shouted: "Everyone, get your weapons, we will kill them later and they will bleed like rivers!"

There are only a few hundred pieces of armor in the entire village. Half of them were recently snatched from the corpses of soldiers outside the village gate.



These soldiers are all masters carefully trained by the Murong family, and each of them can be as good as ten. This time Murong Shen insisted on leaving the capital. Although General Murong was angry, he sent a hundred soldiers to accompany him to protect Murong Shen's safety.

The terrain of Qinglong Village is special, and the open space in front of the village gate can only accommodate a thousand people. It is impossible to form an effective charging formation. Now, with the help of new catapults, the gate of the village was finally broken.

The shouts of killing were loud in Qinglong Village.

Li Ji emphasized his tone: "Li Xiao, my second uncle left early, and my second aunt entrusted you to me. I brought you into the Jiaodong Army, and I have to bring you back safely. Don't get too excited when you see a war."

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"Exactly, the eldest son is so valuable, why should he charge into the battle himself? Brothers Li Ji and Li Xiao have already led the Jiaodong Army over. Let them leave the fighting to them."

The dead man was thrown into the sky, and his head had a scar as big as a bowl.

Zhou Sui, who was standing in the village tower, squinted his eyes and took a bow and arrow. He bent the bow and nocked an arrow, and fired an arrow.

Dozens of soldiers were closely guarding Murong Shen, all of them had solemn expressions on their faces, always on guard against cold arrows flying from all directions.

The Imperial Guards are well-equipped, everyone wears armor, and the weapons in their hands are gleaming. Even though the bandits in Qinglong Village are not short of gold, silver, rice and food, their weapons and equipment are far inferior to those of the Imperial Guards.

Cao Gui didn't have the habit of being yin and yang, so he immediately pulled out the long knife in his hand.

"The other side has been attacking the village gate unhurriedly. In fact, it has secretly ordered the craftsmen to build a trebuchet. Today it is suddenly used and the village gate cannot be defended. Please make plans early."

Wang Tong knew clearly that they were pretending to be a good person but pretending to be a bad person, so he had to pretend to be moved by Zhou Sui. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for your consideration."

After waiting for about an hour, the messenger hurried over: "General Qi, the gate of the village has been broken down, and Captain Murong has already led his men to rush in."

Unfortunately, it was too far away, and there were many soldiers around Murong Shen. The arrow was shot away by a soldier before it came within five meters of Murong Shen.

Murong Shen noticed something, raised his head, and took a distant look.

Zhou Sui laughed ferociously and continued to draw his bow and shoot. This arrow was extremely provocative.

Murong Shen smiled coldly, pulled out the sword from his waist, and pointed it at Zhou Sui. The sharp blade shone with a bloodthirsty cold light in the sun.




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