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Chapter five hundred and eighteen request

No one would think that Lin Yi was timid or weak, because in the past long night, Lin Yi had made this Northern Wei army deeply feel what despair was.

The rejection at this time also makes people feel desperate.

Lin Yi's answer made all the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty realize that whether to fight or not, the initiative lies in Lin Yi's hands.

Whether in terms of age or time spent practicing, Xi Ruyu is a true senior to Lin Yi.

A senior like him came to Lin Yi for a so-called fair challenge, but was rejected and had nothing to say.

Xi Ruyu turned around silently.

In his opinion, he gave Lin Yi a chance to kill himself.

Killing the enemy's commander should be a huge temptation, but Lin Yi is much smarter and more rational than he thought.

It seems that Lin Yi is very clear.

Zhongli Cheng is actually not in a hurry about this war.

Zhongli City just needs to delay.

The longer the decisive battle that determines the life and death of Zhongli City is delayed, the more likely it is that the main force of the northern frontier army of the Southern Dynasty will arrive for reinforcements.

It was always the Northern Wei people who were anxious.

They wanted to occupy Zhongli City for a few days before the northern frontier troops from the Southern Dynasties arrived, and then work hard and set up a good defense line.

The person who can clearly understand the situation in the midst of such a brutal fight is not just a brave warrior, but an excellent general.

He walked back along the pontoon in silence.

"Hahaha, you really look like a fool."

Suddenly there was laughter on the north wall.

The people in the sword pavilion on the north wall and the people from Tie Cejun looked at the man who laughed out loud and were speechless.

At this time, it was Tang Nianda who laughed at Xi Ruyu.

Tang Nianda himself is a fool now.

It's just that Tang Nianda's thinking was very simple. He just thought, with the status of the pavilion master, how could it be possible that the pavilion master would agree if someone came to challenge him?

Moreover, this person came in a rage, and now he has no choice but to leave in despair. Could it be that he didn't understand when he came that this would be the result?

So he felt that Xi Ruyu was really like a fool.

Xi Ruyu heard the ridicule.

There was a hint of gloom on his cold face, but he didn't make any more noise.

The fastest is at sunrise and the slowest is at noon.

The 30,000 bones army that killed Mad Yang Dian will arrive.

He didn't have to wait too long.



The killing sounds in Zhongli City became less and less, and eventually disappeared completely.

An ordinary peasant woman looked at her husband lying at the door of her house and clenched her bloody hoe. There were tears in her eyes, but they never fell.

In a street not far from her, there were many corpses lying strewn about, half of them were neighbors she was familiar with, some were sergeants of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and some were defenders in the city.

That night, there were many ordinary people in Zhongli City like her and her husband. They were so afraid that they did not dare to open the door. They only dared to hide in the corner of their homes and tremble. However, when those Northern Wei sergeants blocked the extremely exhausted Southern Dynasty defenders,

During the killings in the streets and alleys, when some courtyard doors were shattered in the fighting, some people opened the doors and rushed out, and then more and more people rushed out.

Death is the most feared thing for ordinary people.

But it is often the thing that inspires people's courage the most.

The peasant woman saw some moving figures and recognized who they were.

As usual, she nodded towards them from a distance and greeted each other.

Then, like these people, she wiped and quieted the remains of her relatives, covered them with something, and then silently picked up the sword.

They knew that more Northern Wei troops were waiting outside.

This war is not over.

The reason why they really don't feel fear is because their lives have been broken and the things they cherish most have disappeared.

Now, they just want revenge.



An old soldier from the Southern Dynasties was ladling porridge.

The porridge is very thick. In the local dialect of Zhonglicheng, it is very thick.

Served with the porridge is salted eggs and some pickled vegetables.

There are also some dry flour cakes.

Thick porridge will help you stay hungry.

This veteran soldier from the Southern Dynasties did not expect that after sunrise, he would have such leisurely time to have such a breakfast.

His hands were shaking when he was holding the bowl. He couldn't hold the bowl level, so he finally placed the bowl on the stone in front of him, raised it with his mouth and drank.

After a night of fighting, many people's hands were shaking, not because of fear or because they had killed too many people, but because their physical strength could no longer support them.

But now every breath and every sip of porridge seems to be extra time in this life, so looking at the silent Northern Wei army on the other side, this veteran of the Southern Dynasties smiled from time to time, feeling satisfied all the time.

Because he had time, and because the bloody smell in his chest and lungs, especially the bloody smell of his dead companions, still seemed to be unable to penetrate his mouth and nose, he drank slowly.

When he finished one bowl of porridge and started to drink the second bowl, he felt the pot in front of him trembling slightly.

He took a deep breath and looked toward the distance behind the north bank.

Some faint smoke appeared at the end of his sight, then became thicker and clearer.

A new Northern Wei army has arrived.

Different from the Northern Wei army that came before, this army has many white reflections.

The smoke and dust were like dark clouds, but the army in the smoke and dust seemed to be stained with salt and frost.

"It's the Bone Army of Wang Yuanying of Zhongshan."

Fei Yiling walked to Lin Yi's side. He looked at the army spreading in his sight expressionlessly, "It's the majority of the Bone Army. The military information obtained should be correct. Those who came here are ready to take over."

Zhongli, the commander who is preparing to fight with our northern frontier army is the killer Yang Dian."

His voice is very clear.

Most people on the north wall could hear this section clearly.

The Bone Army was originally famous and was one of the most powerful elite armies in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The killer Yang Dian was one of the most famous generals in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Many ordinary soldiers now couldn't see clearly where the white reflection came from, but when they heard Fei Yiling say the name of this army, they all understood.

The Bone Army will use the enemy's bones as decoration, and will even grind the enemy's bones into powder and apply them on them.

The Bone Army has less than 40,000 people in total. Now, at a glance, there are at least 30,000 people appearing here.

That is the real main army of the Bone Army.

I just don’t know why, maybe it’s because there were already hundreds of thousands of troops pressing here before, maybe it’s because Lin Yi is still standing there in silence, but now the Southern Dynasty sergeants on the city wall don’t have any special emotions when they see the arrival of this army.

, just a little numb.



Xi Ruyu left Jiang Xinzhou.

He rode the chariot and faced the army, and then lowered his proud head to the cavalry who was always at the forefront.

"My army is also all under your command."

"I only have one request. When you start to order the siege, I want to be among the first batch of people to attack the city. I want to challenge that Tie Ce Army general Lin Yi."

He saluted and then said.


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