Yuan Shu shuddered, his face was as gloomy as iron, and a layer of cold sweat had soaked out of his forehead.

He knew that Ji Ling did not answer him positively whether he had confidence or not, that is, he was not sure of victory.

Yuan Shu turned to the outside of the city tremblingly, looked at the oppressive Soviet army, and secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Su Zhe, what a noble identity I am, I don't believe it, you, a traitor from a humble background, can really put me to death, if you have the courage, let the horse attack!" ”

Bang!

Yuan Shu's fist slammed into the city wall.

Outside the city.

Su Zhe stood on his horse and looked at the enemy city from afar, playing with the horsewhip in his hand, and his casual face was full of the slightest murderous machine.

Yuan Shu, who thought he was born noble, dared not to take him into account the authority of the princes by blackmailing the Son of Heaven and openly proclaimed himself the emperor, today, he has to take his life.

Taking a light breath, Su Zhe gently raised the horsewhip in his hand towards the enemy city, and shouted sharply: "Beat the drums, the whole army will attack, and you will raze Shouchun City to the ground for me!" ”

Tom Tom Tom –

The earth-shattering sound of war drums rose into the sky, instantly breaking the silence and changing the color of the heavens and the earth.

Huang Zhong, Huangfu Song, Xu Chu, and all the generals came out, leading the soldiers and horses of the headquarters, and pressed forward towards the west gate of Shouchun.

Building after building, rushing cars, pressing up, the Soviet army in an orderly formation, carrying hundreds of ladders slowly approached.

The moment the war drums sounded, Yuan Shu fought a cold war, and his arrogant face immediately showed a weak expression.

The soldiers of the Huainan Army on the left and right were even more nervous, and they had not yet engaged in battle, and they were already timid.

Yuan Shu, who was in the cold, suddenly burst out of nowhere, suddenly pulled out his sword, and roared hoarsely: "I am the Son of Heaven, where the destiny of heaven is, how can I be defeated by a cold dog thief, cheer me up and fight to the death!" ”

Yuan Shu naively thought that his shouting could inspire the ambition of the soldiers and summon their courage.

At the very least, they should have shouted a few times in response.

It's a pity that none of the panicked soldiers responded, only a few scattered roars, which made Yuan Shuxian more and more embarrassed.

The courage that Yuan Shu had just mustered was half wilted in the blink of an eye.

In the direction of the outside of the city, Su Zhe's soldiers were already overwhelming, and quickly erected a moat bridge, crossed the moat, and reached the city.

"Shoot the arrows!" Ji Ling roared.

More than 1,000 Huainan crossbowmen reluctantly cheered up and shot arrows at the Soviet army outside the city.

The Soviet soldiers were fearless, holding their shields high and rushing all the way to the base of the city wall, accompanied by the sound of earth-shattering trumpets, hundreds of ladders were raised by the whistling trees and smashed on the battlements.

"The whole army is attacking the city, the general has an order, and those who go to the head of the city first will be rewarded!" The veteran Huang Zhong roared, inspiring the soldiers.

The Soviet soldiers were like mad beasts, fearless, scrambling to climb up the ladder and desperately crawl towards the city.

Arrows rained down at the head of the city, flying stones kept falling down, and Soviet soldiers kept screaming and falling down the ladder, either smashed their brains by flying stones, or were shot through their chests by random arrows.

No one backs away.

The Soviet soldiers were fearless, with the determination to die, and went forward to attack one after another, one soldier fell, and the people behind immediately came up and launched a steady stream of fierce attacks on the city wall.

Soon, blood stained the city walls, and thousands of corpses piled up a thick layer of corpses under the base of the city walls.

The resistance of the Huainan army was also quite tenacious, and most of this depended on Ji Ling's ability to command troops.

The first general in Huainan, relying on his prestige and ability, ran back and forth around the city wall, forcibly pressed the panicked soldiers of the army, desperately blocked the onslaught of the Soviet army, and barely blocked the Soviet army's wave after wave of attacks.

It's a pity that although Ji Ling has the ability, he can't do it alone, and he can't turn things around with the power of one person.

Although the Soviet army suffered many casualties, the offensive became more and more fierce and did not weaken at all.

Although the Huainan army at the head of the city was condescending, it was killed by the sharp arrows of the superior crossbowmen of the Soviet army under the city, and the casualties were nearly 1,000.

Under the fierce offensive of the Soviet army, the Huainan Army's barely mustered fighting spirit was also rapidly disintegrating and on the verge of collapse.

Finally, thirty steps on the left wing of the city tower, accompanied by a tiger's roar, Xu Chu stood on the head of Shouchun City like a towering iron tower.

He roared at the enemy soldiers: "Whoever is tired of life, come up and lead the death!" ”

The Huainan soldiers, whose fighting spirit was close to collapse, were stunned by his might, their hands holding their weapons were trembling, and they cowered one by one, and no one dared to come up.

"Don't you dare to die, then I'll send you to die!"

Xu Chu roared, jumped off the battlements, picked up the elephant trunk knife, and swept towards those trembling enemies with the incomparably powerful power of destruction.

Click!

The sound of shattering, the screams suddenly appeared, which made people listen to the creepy.

Xu Chu went down with a knife, and directly cut the five enemy soldiers and the soldiers into two pieces, and the blood splashed, staining the sky red.

Immediately afterward, he walked non-stop, pierced through the blood mist, and plunged into the panicked enemy soldiers like a tiger into a flock, reaping his life wantonly.

The Soviet soldiers on the ladder took advantage of the situation to climb up to the city one after another, joined the ranks of killing, and tore this breakthrough bigger and bigger.

"Ji Ling, it's broken through over there, what to do, what to do!" Yuan Shu shouted hoarsely and panickedly.

Ji Ling frowned, took a deep breath, and without saying a word, rushed forward with a big gun.

Xu Chu was killing happily, and suddenly felt a murderous aura attacking head-on, and when he looked up, he saw an enemy dressed as a military general, and he was shooting with a big gun in his hand.

"Yuan Shu's lackeys, all of them should be damned!"

Xu Chu roared to the sky, and the elephant trunk knife dragged a long blood-colored tail dust towards Ji Ling.

Before the blade arrived, the oppressive airflow that squeezed the air rushed to his face, and for a moment, it made Ji Ling have the illusion of suffocation.

Ji Ling's heart froze, and he wondered when such a military general surnamed Xu would emerge under Su Zhe's account, and he would have such strength.

He was so frightened that he didn't have time to think about it, and he hurriedly raised his gun to block it.

Throat!

In the earth-shattering metal impact, Ji Ling was shocked to take two steps back, the blood in his chest was tumbling, and even the hands holding the gun were faintly numb, as if he was shocked to the point that the tiger's mouth cracked.

Xu Chu didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, and an arrow stepped forward, and the elephant trunk knife slashed overwhelmingly, and the sword shadow in the air wrapped Ji Ling in it.

Within seven moves, Ji Ling was forced to a situation where he was at a loss and full of flaws.

"Could it be that I, Ji Ling, really have no power to return to the sky, and I will die under the knife of this unknown person today?"

Ji Ling smelled the breath of death, and endless sadness welled up in his heart.

At the moment when he lost his mind, a flaw suddenly appeared in front of him, and Xu Chu pierced his spear with a knife and slashed at his neck.

Click!

Ji Ling's head fell to the ground.