Invincible son

Chapter 300 Chapter 299 [Fighting]

If you look down from above, you will see a very strange scene.

From the very beginning, there were only 500 people on the west wall of Jiming Village, and it was with these 500 people that they blocked the first attack of the Western Wu army.The wide and flat east-west area of ​​the village faces the street, and two thousand sharp soldiers with distinctive armor sit quietly on the ground to rest.They listened to the sound of fighting on the city wall. Although some looked nervous, most of them remained calm.

They chewed dry food, drank clear water, and replenished their physical strength amidst the voices of their respective sentries.

Qin Xian stood behind the wall in front of the city tower, and the soldiers carefully guarded him with large cowhide shields, guarding against the sharp arrows shot by Qingqi cruising on both sides of the city.

He didn't directly participate in the fight, he stood here all the time observing the enemy's actions, and then issued orders in an orderly manner.

Although his martial arts talent is not as amazing as Gu Fan, he is still a solid martial arts master. If he hadn't assisted Gu Fan to hold back the Nan Zhou master in the battle that night at Luliu Village, Pei Yue's plan may not have been successful.It's just that after he came to the western region, he understood what his responsibility was, so he was not inspired by the blood in his chest, and calmly acted as a competent general.

As for Xue Meng, a reckless man who would jump up at the sight of blood, Qin Xian would not keep him by his side, and this guy is an extremely rare soldier who fights on foot. With him on the wall, the pressure on the defenders will be much less.

When two teams of thousands of people came out from the main formation of Xiwu, and the Xiwu people who were attacking the city began to retreat in an orderly manner, Qin Xian said in a deep voice: "The order is that the second capital will go to the city, and the first capital will go down to rest." .”

"Follow the order!"

Now Qin Xian has a total of 500 people in Wudu. As for the [-] reinforcements sent by Ning Zhong, he is currently guarding the east wall.In fact, it is unlikely that the West Wu people will go around and attack from the east, because the terrain on that side is too narrow, not to mention that the defense is more convenient, and the siege equipment brought by the West Wu people alone cannot be used.

The sound of a donkey cart hitting the city gate came from below, but Qin Xian didn't care.

After confirming that there were only five hundred reinforcements, he asked his men to completely seal the city gate with huge stones.

In the face of the Western Wu army sweeping across the land, he never considered the plan to go out of the city to meet the enemy, but just defended to the death.

This may seem clumsy and stupid, but it is the best strategy to deal with the Wu army, because now the six military strongholds on the Gaoyang Plain have become de facto lone troops.The absence of reinforcements in a short period of time means that as long as they go out, they will be surrounded by the Wu army.For Qin Xian, if the enemy wanted to capture Jiming Village, they could only pass through this tall and strong city wall, and then step over his corpse.

The second wave of offensive came more fiercely, urgently and fiercely.

The two thousand-man teams that were replaced turned out to be crazier than the vanguard army before.

They leaped high from the ladder car, jumped onto the city wall without hesitation, and then fought desperately for the defenders like wild animals. Even if they were stabbed by several spears at the same time, these people would still desperately wave their weapons.

"No retreat! Take a step back and cut immediately!"

Facing the crazy offensive of the Western Wu people, the newly replaced soldiers of the second capital were obviously shaken. Xue Meng's rough voice echoed on the city wall, and he slapped the mace on the face of the rushing enemy.

Even beasts know pain.

The man's face was embedded in the mace's fangs, and there was a shrill scream from his mouth.

Xue Meng kicked him directly down the city, his beard and hair were all open, his eyes were wide open, his face was covered with blood, like a fierce spirit.

Seeing his terrifying appearance, the footsteps of the two Western Wu Ruizu couldn't help but hesitate.

Xue Meng let out a wild laugh, waving the mace and whipping the opponent to death.

Seeing how brave he was, the other soldiers were greatly encouraged, and they gritted their teeth to resist the Xiwu people's offensive.

Qin Xian didn't pay too much attention to Xue Meng, even though this is the brother he played with since childhood, not because of how powerful Xue Meng is, but because he doesn't have extra time.

"The third capital went to the city and ordered the civilian husband to prepare gold juice."

He issued a second order.

Xue Meng's outbreak was just a brief episode, and for the battle that had gradually become fierce, it could not determine the situation in one fell swoop.People in Xiwu are like ants in a steady stream, climbing up one after another, killing one will produce two.

At the same time, 500 people from the Third Capital quickly climbed up the city wall, and then, under the command of the sentinel, began to lift up the rolling logs and stones on the city wall, and smashed them down towards the city wall desperately.

With the assistance of this new force, the precarious situation on the city wall has been improved.

But it's far from over.

Xue Meng threw down the mace, picked up the prepared iron rod from the corner, and guarded the nearly four-foot-long city wall alone. A single stick can break the calf bones of Western Wu infantry.

"Vice commander be careful!"

Xue Meng heard a shout not far away, and then felt someone rushing behind him, and subconsciously fell forward.A large knife passed the back of his head dangerously, cutting off a strand of hair.

After he fell to the ground, he kicked his feet suddenly, and jumped forward three feet while holding the iron rod. With his left hand on the ground, he jumped up and took advantage of the momentum to complete the turn.

A young general of Western Wu held a knife in both hands, with a ferocious smile on his face, and said to several Western Wu soldiers behind him: "Leave this to me, and go kill others."

Xue Meng frowned.

The other party turned his wrist and said unhurriedly: "Idiot, do you want to let you rest for a while?"

Xue Meng said expressionlessly: "You are so eager to reincarnate, how can I refuse?"

"The first one is the commander, but I have already been the commander, so I can't take the position of my lord. But I like gold very much, and I can't let go of a hundred taels of gold, so I will borrow your head to use it. You should— —”

The iron rod came whistling and cut off his words.

"Fuck you mother."

Xue Meng muttered in his mouth.

This general of the Western Wu Dynasty was extremely ingenious in his movements. Obviously, he had seen Xue Meng's natural supernatural power for a long time, so he did not choose to fight recklessly. Instead, he swiped across the side of the iron rod with a knife in both hands, and then bullied himself into Xue Meng's arms.

Xue Meng raised his knee and slammed into the opponent's lower abdomen without thinking, but the person didn't respond at all, and was thrown away by his hard knee.

Only then did he see clearly that there was a long arrow stuck in the back of the man's neck, and the tail of the arrow was still shaking violently.

In the distance, Qin Xian put down his long bow, did not meet his gaze, and continued to observe the changes under the city.

Xue Meng was stunned for a while, and then he couldn't help but let out a "hey", and wiped his face with his hand regardless, the blood stained into a bright red.

Below the city, a young man watched his brother's body being thrown from above, and it landed not far in front of him.

At that moment, the expression on his face was like crying and smiling.

In his almost crazy roar, the offensive became more and more violent.

The speed at which the defenders fell became faster. Although the West Wu people had to pay a heavier price, under the supervision of the young commander in the city with a bloodthirsty expression on his face, none of the two thousand-man teams dared to retreat.

When the war has reached this level, tactics can play a relatively limited role, and the competition is about who can't support it first.

Unless there is an unexpected turning point.

(End of this chapter)