Another one attacking the city also turned into a sea of flames.
There are no masters in the city, and no one can stop Wang Ding and his bodyguards.
Everyone holds a Mo Dao and sweeps across the four directions.
Under the attack of such heavy weapons, ordinary soldiers simply cannot resist.
"Withdraw."
Wang Ding is not fond of fighting.
His mission is to burn these two siege vehicles.
The siege vehicle turned into a sea of flames and stood just in front of the city gate. There was no need to worry, Zhang Lujun would rush in through the city gate.
As soon as Yang Ang brought a team of people over, he saw the siege vehicles turning into a sea of flames.
His expression changed drastically.
Kill it?
Or withdraw directly?
Yang Ang was afraid that if he killed him, he would be in danger.
But if I go back like this, I am afraid that Zhang Lu will blame me.
The siege vehicle was actually burned.
If they want to break the city, they can only forcefully climb the city wall.
In order to prevent the siege vehicle from being destroyed, they had already wrapped the wooden planks with thick iron sheets in advance, and the siege vehicle was soaked in water in advance.
He had seen that the siege vehicles were unimpeded before, so he still had a chance to win.
Who would have thought that he would only have time for a cup of tea, and the siege vehicle would be burned.
Looking at the raging fire and seeing people climbing up the city wall along the rope, Yang Ang still didn't take action personally. He just asked the soldiers following him to step forward while he hid behind.
Ten ropes can only bear two people at a time.
There are also soldiers on the city wall, pulling the ropes hard.
More and more people are surrounding Wang Ding.
Gao Shun was on the city wall, commanding his soldiers to use bowstrings and stones to attack the besieging enemy troops, buying Wang Ding and others more time.
The number of personal guards who followed Wang Ding was not large.
But coming down is easy. If you want to go up, even if there are other soldiers on the wall pulling hard, the time spent will increase exponentially.
Wang Ding held the Mo Dao in both hands and stood in front of the city wall, with a hemp rope behind him.
He really underestimated Zhang Lu.
But they also overestimated the combat power of these believers.
Yang Ang didn't dare to come over because these ordinary soldiers couldn't keep Wang Ding alive.
The nine-foot-long Mo Dao can always cut off the enemy at the front every time it sweeps across.
They don't know how to block it, and Mo Dao's heavy power means that even if someone is lucky enough to block Mo Dao, they will be knocked away by the huge force.
The Mo Dao is very powerful, but every time it is swung, it consumes a huge amount of power.
From descending from the city wall to burning the siege vehicles, Wang Dingshao said that he has killed more than 20 people.
These ordinary believers were just ordinary people a month ago, and none of them could be Wang Ding's opponent.
But every time Wang Ding wields Mo Dao, he has to go all out. He doesn't dare to hold back just because he wants to save some energy.
Facing the enemy troops rushing up, Wang Ding must ensure that every time Mo Dao recovers, he must kill and repel the enemies approaching him.
If he fails to kill the enemy troops rushing at the front immediately, he will soon be surrounded by the enemy troops rushing from behind, and they will close the distance.
Mo Dao is a heavy weapon, a long weapon. If it is close, the power it can exert will be much smaller. Wang Ding will not be able to kill all directions like he is now, looking invincible.
With his performance at this moment, Wang Ding can claim that he is not inferior to Ma Chao.
"Lord, leave quickly, someone will come in front of you." Lu Hao stood in front of Wang Dingshen.
The ten people who came down with the clay pots without weapons have been pulled to the city wall, and the ropes are hanging down again.
Wang Ding said: "You go first, I can still hold on."
Wang Ding's blood boiled. At this moment, he completely forgot about life and death. Even the charming Diao Chan temporarily disappeared from his heart.
All that is left is the passion to fight the enemy bloodyly.
Lu Hao didn't leave. He was Wang Ding's personal guard. How could he leave his lord behind and run away first?
Lu Hao just stood in front of Wang Ding and killed an enemy soldier who was rushing towards him with one strike.
"Lord, let's go quickly."
Wang Ding shouted: "Be careful."
He would rush over from the left and attack the enemy. While Lu Hao was in front, he looked around at the situation.
Above his head, Gao Shun stood on the city wall and shouted: "Lord, grab the rope quickly."
Gao Shun personally grasped the other end of the rope.
"Lord, come up quickly." Lu Hao also reminded again.
Wang Ding also understood that if he didn't go up, Lu Hao would never go up.
"Be careful." Wang Ding warned. He was no longer arguing with Lu Hao and the others about who should go first. He hacked an enemy to death again, holding a bloody Mo Dao in one hand and a hemp rope in the other.
On the city wall, Gao Shun saw that Wang Ding had grabbed hold of him and immediately pulled the rope hard.
Wang Ding also stepped on the city wall with his feet to gain strength. The city wall was more than two feet high. After a few steps, he fell onto the city wall.
The rope was thrown down again, and Wang Ding said: "Lu Hao, come up."
He grabbed a stone and threw it towards the city, buying Lu Hao time.
When Lu Hao saw the rope falling, he also grabbed the rope with one hand and Mo Dao with the other, still chopping.
It's just that the Mo Dao is so heavy that he can barely lift it with one hand.
The speed of waving with one hand is much slower than that of both hands, and the power is also much smaller.
This sword failed to kill the charging enemy, but was successfully blocked by the opponent.
Mo Dao, which weighed more than sixty kilograms, flew out of his hand.
Lu Hao could only watch helplessly as the enemy's spear stabbed towards him.
Bang!
A stone hit the spearman hard on the head.
Lu Hao looked up and saw Wang Ding's retracted hand.
Gao Shun grabbed the rope and pulled him up.
Not far away, Yang Ang, who was not approaching, watched Wang Ding and others climb to the city wall with the help of ropes. He could only do nothing.
Fifty people went down, but only thirty came up in the end.
Even though each of them is stronger than those enemy troops.
However, the number of people was really too small. Some were stabbed by the enemy's spears while climbing, and some were killed by the enemy during the battle.
This time, Wang Ding failed to bring back even their corpses.
All the ropes were pulled back, and the enemy troops under the city wall faced another round of arrow rain and falling rocks.
In the distance, Yang Ang didn't know that he had missed an opportunity to kill Wang Ding.
Neither he nor Zhang Lu ever thought that Wang would come to the city in person.
Carrying out such a dangerous mission.
They themselves don’t dare to charge on the front line, so they assume that others don’t dare either.
Just let your men die.
Wang Ding climbed up the city wall, and Mo Dao was placed next to him.
Han Sui was a little afraid to look at Wang Ding.
When Gao Shun proposed to go down to the city in person and burn the siege engines, Wang Ding refused.
Originally he should have stood up, but Han Sui was afraid.
He didn't dare to speak.
He was scared.
Seeing Wang Ding come back safely, Han Sui felt a little regretful. When he asked for help, maybe Wang Ding would refuse.
But now, Han Sui knew that he would only be under Gao Shun for the rest of his life.
But even if he had to do it over again, Han Sui would probably still not dare to ask for orders to fight.