Picking a Mongolian soldier away with one shot, Jiang Feng felt that he was indeed a fierce flyer,

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At this time, Jiang Feng had forgotten about life and death, and he had forgotten that he was a commander.

Wielding the shameless spear as long as a spear, like a small soldier, he rushed towards the Mongols on the city wall.

No one is his enemy, no one can stop his gun, and it is impossible to have a chance to join Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's spear was too fast, as fast as lightning, how could there be a weapon colliding with his spear, in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen enemies who died under his spear.

He wasn't a creep at all, he was a killing machine, constantly reaping the lives of his enemies.

Waves of countless Mongol soldiers continued to come up to attack the city, which also caused heavy casualties to the defending Western Xia soldiers, and the first batch of 3,000 officers and soldiers who defended had already gone down to rest.

There were less than 2,000 of them left, most of them were wounded, and they were almost exhausted of strength, and if they didn't go down to rest, they would definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

Now defending on the city wall is the third group of 3,000 Western Xia soldiers who came up to rotate, and the second group is also tired.

The boulders fired from the distant return cannons, the Mongolian archers who approached and threw them, and the arrow towers were the biggest reasons for the heavy casualties of the Western Xia soldiers.

The Mongols who actually attacked the city did not inflict many casualties on the Western Xia soldiers.

Because there are martial arts masters like Jiang Feng, Huang Yaoshi, and Hong Qigong, where the city wall can't resist, Jiang Feng will kill there.

Jiang Feng is not a human, he is simply a god, I don't know how many Mongolians were killed by him, and there were more than a dozen Mongolian generals who died under Jiang Feng.

Therefore, although the Tanguts defending on the city wall suffered heavy casualties, they did not lose confidence, but instead let out bursts of cheers and high morale.

As long as Jiang Feng appeared, the Western Xia soldiers would become warriors, and after a while, they would turn defeat into victory and kill all the Mongols who rushed up.

Jiang Feng stopped, the enemies on the city wall were all killed by him, and the Mongols also stopped attacking the city.

He was a little tired, the spear had long been broken, and now he had a knife in his hand, and he was panting and even vomiting with nausea.

I didn't feel this way when I killed the Mongols just now, but now I stopped, and I saw broken limbs and stumps everywhere, dead heads, and blood.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but retch, not only him, but many people in the beggar gang were also vomiting, and the rookie who went to the battlefield for the first time was even more vomiting.

Jiang Feng felt that he couldn't be a qualified commander, he only deserved to be a general, to be a fierce Zhang Fei.

In such a large-scale city defense war, he didn't even have any experience, not to mention some of the things he knew or how much difference there was between theory and practice.

It was the first time he had experienced such a war, and he could only rely on his martial arts to kill a few more enemies, and the commander who strategized seemed to be far away from him.

Mu Huali had to stop the attack, and their casualties were greater than those of the Tanguts.

In two hours of siege, more than 8,000 of his men were killed, and countless were wounded.

Such a loss was the first time in his life, he had fought for many years, won every battle, and today can be said to be his first defeat.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo" The Mongols sounded the horn to collect their troops and return to the camp.

Seeing the Mongols far away outside the city, the Western Xia soldiers on the wall of Guazhou boiled,

Some hugged each other, and some shouted loudly, saying words that Jiang Feng couldn't understand, as if they were celebrating victory.

The Xixia people were indeed celebrating the victory, and they all shed tears of excitement.

For many years, in the shadow of the Mongols, victory no longer belonged to their Western Xia, and victory had long since left Western Xia.

Night fell quietly, and the people in Guazhou City gathered in groups of three or five, happily listening to well-informed people talking about today's city defense battle.

Listen to how the god-like Jiang Feng killed the enemy, how brave he was, how no one resisted, how,

The people are now at ease, Guazhou City will definitely be able to hold on, their lives will be saved, and many people shed tears of excitement.

At the time of the shift, in the living room of Li Yuanqing's mansion, General Li Yuanqing, Jiang Feng, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Li Lianying, and Ah Ju Laluo and others gathered together.

Jiang Feng, who was dressed in tight black, was like a strategic commander at this time,

With those martial arts masters, General Xixia is discussing something and explaining something, which seems to be very secretive.

The earth is pitch black, and there is not a trace of moonlight tonight,

The Mongolian camp less than ten miles away from Guazhou City was full of fire, and the center of the camp was naturally Temujin's big tent, and it was also surrounded by Mongolian elites.

The royal tent of Temujin was indeed large, and the great tent was spacious, and there were many people gathered together, and the historical figures, Borhu, Muhuali, Borshu, and Chilao Wen were all there.

They were known as Genghis Khan's Four Masters (or Four Jun), and even Guo Jing's archery teacher, Jebe, was in Temujin's tent.

Jiang Feng, who was lying on the top of the big tent, didn't know any of them, and he didn't know that in fact, there were no Jebe and Borshu in the Mongol mission killed by the Song State.

Jiang Feng just knew that he sent it this time, he must have sent it, so many Mongolian generals gathered together, and they were all his prey at this time.

In this beheading operation, Jiang Feng's luck was too good, a nest.