Also struggling to support is Ma Wannian from Xicheng, who is wearing his father's silver armor and holding a spear in his hand, standing at the head of the city at a loss.

This is Ma Wannian's first time on the battlefield, but fortunately, the white pole soldiers at the head of the city are all battle-hardened, and they don't need him to say much to guard the city wall.

The white pole in his hand was sweating, and Ma Wannian finally didn't have the courage to step forward to meet the enemy.

Yesterday, I swore in front of my grandmother, but now it's like I slapped myself, and it hurts hotly.

"Lord Xuanfu, the arrow feathers at the head of the city have no eyes, please ask Lord Xuanfu to go to the arrow tower, it is safer there."

Because Xicheng is backed by a mountain, the offensive is relatively weaker than the other three, and a white-pole soldier saw that his own Shaoxuanfu envoy stood on the spot, and persuaded him with good words.

The white pole soldiers all knew that their Shaoxuan Fu envoy had never been on the battlefield, and no one laughed at them, after all, for a young man who had not seen the bloody nature of the battlefield.

It's one thing to say it, it's another thing to actually experience it.

Xuanfu made the adults stand firmly on the city wall, which has surprised many people, in fact, no matter how brave the soldiers, most of them are frightened and their legs tremble when they go into battle to kill the enemy for the first time.

There's nothing to be ashamed of!

The soldier pulled Ma Wannian and tried to help him to the arrow tower, but Leng Buding shot an arrow feather from under the city wall in a parabola.

"Be careful, sir!" couldn't dodge, and the soldier pushed Ma Wannian down with a force in his hand, but he was hit by an arrow.

"Ahh

Ma Wannian was awakened by this hissing howl, and hurriedly dragged the soldiers into the arrow tower.

"Brother, brother!" Ma Wannian shook the soldier in his arms vigorously, and the soldier struggled twice and then stopped moving.

Ma Wannian took off his silver helmet, stretched out his right hand and slapped him twice in the face, startling the soldiers in the arrow tower.

"My lord, why are you doing this?"

"I hurt him, it's me ......," Ma Wannian muttered.

After saying that, he put on his silver helmet and got up to get out of the arrow tower.

"My lord, the first time you went up to the city wall, the thief army attacked fiercely, you should stay in the arrow tower!" The soldier took Ma Wannian's arm and persuaded.

"The Ma family has been heroic for generations, and even if my horse dies on the city wall for ten thousand years, I will not be a bad seed!" The death of the soldier behind him made his heart extremely painful.

Maybe this is the feeling of losing his robe, Ma Wannian didn't hesitate anymore, shook off the dissuasion of the soldiers in the arrow tower, picked up the white pole spear on the ground and rushed out.

"General Ai, these Tujia soldiers are very stubborn, the little ones are tired, let's fight again tomorrow!" A general of the Great Western Army, who had just returned from the battlefield, panted and said to Ainengqi.

"Son of the turtle, my 8,000 elite soldiers attacked a small county town, but I didn't capture it for four days, what kind of face does General Ben have to go back.

Ge Laozi, you are tired, and those natives on the city wall are even more tired! "Ainengqi went up with two mouths, and he beat his subordinates silently.

"Order, the whole army presses up, what about Lao Tzu's supervising team, but anyone who retreats will shoot them directly! Before dark, we must give General Ben the city to take down! ”

Ainengqi was furious, and he came secretly to attack this time.

It's okay to defeat the city, if the soldiers are defeated and the generals return in vain, he can almost imagine the consequences of his godfather Zhang Xianzhong after learning about it.

- At the worst, the forty military sticks will bloom, and the general will not be able to be the general.

In history, Zhang Xianzhong has always been moody and tyrannical, and the eldest son didn't say hello when he saw him, and he could be cut down by him directly.

So much so that after decades of war, Zhang Xianzhong actually killed seven or eight sons and dozens of concubines, and in the end he could only rely on his four godsons to rob and plunder.

Ainengqi knows his godfather, but fortunately, he has always been favored, and he can't lose his life.

But this is enough for him to be depressed, this stone pillar is like the nemesis of his Ai family.

He killed his brother, killed his son, and now wants to kill him.

The remaining 6,000 soldiers of the Great Western Army swarmed around the small city of Shizhu again.

"Third brother, Zuo Ming can't hold it anymore!" Taking advantage of the withdrawal of the Great Western Army, Qin Gongming rushed from Nancheng.

"Third brother, your face!"

Qin Yiming's right cheek was blurred by the flesh and blood of the stiff iron helmet, and blood was dripping from the bottom of the iron helmet.

"It doesn't matter! Fifty more people will be transferred from my side to support Zuo Ming, how is our little nephew doing? Qin Yiming saw that there were more than two hundred subordinates standing behind him, and said to Qin Gongming.

"I heard from the sergeant over there that our little nephew has already killed two thieves, don't worry about the offensive over there!"

"Well done! is worthy of being the descendant of General Ma! Qin Yiming hadn't finished boasting yet, but he saw that there were more thieves under the city than before.

"The thief army is pressing up again, I'm afraid it's the last battle, let's go back and help defend it." Qin Yiming ordered the dozens of people under his command who could fight the most, and followed Qin Gongming towards the southern city.

"Gong Ming!" Qin Yiming suddenly shouted, and Qin Gongming turned around.

"If something happens, I will be brothers with you in the next life!" Qin Yiming shouted.

"It's a deal!" After speaking, Qin Gongming didn't delay any longer, and ran towards his city.

"Brothers, the thief army is overwhelming, I am afraid that this battle will be difficult to have tomorrow, this official has never liked to say much, so I will say a few more words today.

There are no soldiers who surrendered to the white pole soldiers, not before, and not in the future! ”

Qin Yiming looked at the subordinates behind him, there were dozens of people missing, after a day of fighting, the original five hundred soldiers, now there are less than two hundred, and almost every soldier has wounds on his arms, shoulders, and even foreheads.

"Fight to the death! There is death and no life! The remaining hundred or so white-pole soldiers said hoarsely.

"Kill!" Qin Yiming didn't say anything more, picked up a war knife with a curled blade in his hand and rushed to the city first.

A quarter of an hour later, it was getting dark.

The Great Western Army finally climbed the wall after a hard day, but none of the white pole soldiers retreated, and fought with the Great Western Army on the city wall.

"Kill!" A different shouting of killing suddenly came from the rear of the Great Western Army, and the offensive of the Great Western Army immediately weakened.

"General, there seems to be something strange in the city!" A white pole soldier ran to Qin Yiming's side and shouted loudly.

It was already dark, and it was so dark under the city walls that it was impossible to see the situation, and only a noisy shout of killing could be heard.

Qin Yiming cut off a soldier of the Great Western Army from the city with a knife, and lay down at the battlement to look down.

"Who is under the city?" Qin Yiming shouted.

"I am He Wenxuan, the general of the Beijing battalion, and I am ordered by the Holy Lord to lead 40,000 soldiers of the Beijing battalion to summon!"

"Heaven will not die, my Qin family!" Qin Yiming let out a loud shout and fell backwards.

PS: Ahhh I didn't go out on the weekend, and I still owe four watches! In addition to the rewards of other book friends, it is also a change, all book friends and the leader of the alliance listened to Ye Piaoxue and invited Haihan, Han Han small book to remember, 4 + 1 = 5.