"Hold the city walls, and never let the enemy attack them!"

With the shouts of the commander, barrels of hot oil were poured down, and all kinds of rolling stone logs smashed from the wall to the Mongol army below. The boiling hot oil was poured on the people, and suddenly there was a sizzling sound, and some of the Mongolian soldiers had already climbed halfway, but a big stone fell down and fell directly, even if they were not killed, I am afraid they would have fallen to death. Fortunately, this is just a game, and for the sake of river crabs, it can't be too bloody, otherwise the players on the city wall may not be able to eat.

Under the resistance of hot oil and rolling stone logs, the Mongolian army could not attack for the time being, Xi Bai glanced at the city wall, the corpses of the Mongolian soldiers had filled the moat, although the corpses would be refreshed, but the speed of death was far greater than the speed of refreshing. "This is war! Human life is like a mustard, and here life has become the least valuable thing. Xi Bai sighed secretly. Maybe that's what real war is all about, but what is it that drives them to do such crazy things? Xi Bai didn't know.

When the hot oil and rolling stones run out, the first thing to worry about is the hot oil. Without the hot oil, the Mongols lost their greatest suppression and climbed towards the city walls with their shields raised. And the siege tower finally approached the city wall, and the Mongolian soldiers inside jumped out one after another, wanting to step on the city wall, but the defenders and players kept an eye on them, and those Mongolian soldiers were stabbed into a sieve by dozens of spears and swords before they landed.

And those Mongolian soldiers who climbed up the ladder with shields turned out to be no better, all of them were hacked to death with random knives, some Mongolian soldiers were a little stronger, and the shields in their hands blocked the attack of the defenders, but the huge force directly retreated him, fifty meters in the air, and the result of falling can be imagined.

But the Mongol army was like a surging flood, going forward one after another, never ending, and constantly attacking the city walls. Some of the Mongols climbed the siege towers and leaped down the walls, even if they were awaited with swords and swords......

"Someone's coming up!"

Suddenly, someone on Xi Bai's left shouted, Xi Bai hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see a Mongolian soldier suddenly jumping up on a cloud ladder, with a scimitar in his hand with a cold light, those long swords and iron spears that attacked him were swept to the side, and before the other party reacted, the cold light rose again, and the soldiers guarding the city around the Mongolian soldiers had all turned into a corpse.

After eliminating these soldiers, the Mongolian soldiers really stepped on the city wall, and the soldiers next to them saw someone coming up and hurriedly attacked the other party, but the Mongolian soldiers were obviously not ordinary people, a scimitar made it dense and unventilated, blocking all the attacks, and firmly protecting the ladder behind them.

Through the time that the Mongol soldiers had gained, the people behind him also attacked one after another, and soon, that small area was occupied by the Mongol army.

Xi Bai knew at a glance that this person was a master, at least a first-class master, and even his strength might be higher, and the position he held in the army would naturally not be low, which could also be seen from the armor on the other party's body, and the simple armor on other Mongolian soldiers could not be compared at all, this person may be a thousand-commander, and the possibility of a partial general is not impossible.

Xi's eyes lit up, Commander Qian! If you can kill him, it's a thousand points, and if it's a general, it's three thousand points! Thinking that there are only more than 400 points now, 3,000 points is undoubtedly an astronomical number. However, he has a few catties and a few taels, Xi Bai is still very clear, now he is just a second-rate master, even if he has all his tricks, he can barely deal with the second-rate peak master, who wins and who loses is not certain, the other party is at least a first-class master, and he can only go back to the city to resurrect. Although the points are good, you must do what you can, even if you want to go up, you have to wait for the opponent's physical strength and internal strength to be exhausted.

The other players saw that someone had finally attacked, and they all ran towards that side, just now they had no place to use, and they were feeling aggrieved, this time there was finally a Mongolian army attacking, how could they wait, all kinds of martial arts moves were greeted to each other.

However, these players are only third-rate strength at most, facing the Mongolian soldiers, it is like a group of children facing an adult, no matter how many people there are, it is useless, no matter what moves, they are all cut down with one sword. The main reason is that the Mongol soldier is not the only one by his side, and those Mongol soldiers also know the importance of that man, so even if he is injured or killed, he must be saved, so that the Mongol soldier can attack as much as he wants, without thinking about defense at all, and there are people who resist the attack for him.

"Boss, should we go up?" Cutting the water and drawing the knife, he looked over there with bright eyes, and he wanted to rush over immediately.

"You're that man's opponent?" Without waiting for the hot-blooded apple to answer, the little apple beside him gave him a white look and said.

"Even if it's not an opponent, then don't wait to watch! Even if you use people, you have to pile him to death! The water was cut off and the knife was sluggish, but he still defended.

"Let's wait and talk about it, Little Apple is right, now he can only die in vain, since he wants to use people to kill him, then we can also go later!" Hot-blooded Apple said with a smile. Xi Bai glanced at the hot-blooded apple with a little surprise, such words did not match his usual honest and calm image, and he didn't seem to be a good person.

"Where are the masters in the army! How did the Mongolian Tartar run so rampant! "In just a short period of time, there were no less than 100 soldiers who died under the hands of the Mongol soldiers, and the other party was not injured at all, and in the long run, the impact on morale was not good.

"Let me come!"

With a tiger roar, I saw a figure in armor jump out from behind, the figure was slightly thin, and ran straight towards the Mongolian soldier. Xi Bai turned his head to look, and he felt a little familiar when he heard the voice, and at a glance, it turned out to be the thousand-commander Zhao Hu who he met in the military camp.

"The Mongol Tartars are coming!"

Zhao Hu grabbed a machete in his hand, the blade was more than three feet long, nearly two palms wide, and his thin figure was very inconsistent, Zhao Hu's machete dragged backwards, and after approaching the opponent, he stomped on the ground with his right foot, and his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the air.

"Good time!"

The Mongol soldier also roared, his feet wide open on the ground, his legs bent, his sword in both hands, and he struggled to meet him.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came from the place where the two came into contact, and the strong air flow pushed the soldiers around the two people away, and there was no one within five meters of the body, and several unlucky Mongolian soldiers fell directly down the city under the impetus of the air current, which can be described as unjustly killed.

Xi Bai's eyes lit up when he saw it, and the blood in his body was boiling, such a domineering duel seemed to ignite the blood in his heart, and the hand holding Ning Bi's sword couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he couldn't wait to rush forward and fight a big battle.

PS: Three more! Collect, flowers! Four shifts at 10 o'clock.