The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 793
Lin Qiaoyun endured and endured, so he didn't rush out. The screams of fighting were heard from the city gate ahead, and the dull pain of knives and axes cutting into the flesh, and in that cruel fighting, there was his most beloved man.

She gritted her teeth tightly and wiped the tears from her face, feeling that the heaven was really biased and turned all the explosives she had prepared into squibs.

Tightening the reins, she counted the time silently in her heart until a signal shouted, "Reinforcement!"

The city gate is about to fall, and all the personnel hidden on both sides must be dispatched.

The speed of the siege at the moment is much earlier than she expected, but now it is inevitable, she raised the sharp sword in her hand, untied the cloak, and raised it high, "Everyone follow me, charge forward! "

"Yes!" The momentum was like a rainbow. In Qingcheng, more than 1 soldiers and horses were dispatched, [-] against hundreds of thousands. Any guerrilla warfare was useless. The only thing they could hold on to was the thin city gate.

The gate of the city was broken, and what they were about to face was an overwhelming army.

Everyone rushed to the gate of the city. The blood and rain on the ground had mixed together and formed a red stream. Soldiers from the Xiongnu and Qingcheng were killed and injured. Qin Han led the remaining troops on the city wall to protect the city behind Qi Guang. door team.

"The army is divided into two groups, one with more guards at the city gate, and the other with blocking the corridor on the left." Lin Qiaoyun quickly ordered, and the whole person rode into the battle on horseback, swept across with the long sword, and harvested the heads of countless Huns.

Xiao Wen, who entered from the right, did the same thing, increasing the strength of the city gate and guarding the city gate together.

More than 1 soldiers kept beheading in the rain. When you killed the first person, maybe you still had fear in your heart, afraid of the appearance of the flesh and blood, but when you killed the second and third, everything became Insensitive.

At least in Lin Qiaoyun's later eyes, the feeling of starting is similar to the feeling of cutting Chinese cabbage when cooking.

The rain pouring on her body was icy cold, but she couldn't feel it at the moment. She only knew to raise the sword in her hand and stab into the enemy's chest. Either you die or I die.

However, as time passed bit by bit, endless soldiers who climbed over the city wall poured into the city wall. The physical strength of the soldiers was gradually consumed, and the casualties gradually increased.

Until Lin Qiaoyun staggered and almost fell to the ground, the brothers behind her supported her in time, and in the blink of an eye, the night in front of her was turned into day again.

It turned out that a day and a night had passed, she raised her arm, and only then did she see that her hands were bloody and bloody, with the blood of the enemy and her own wounds, her slender fingers trembled slightly, and she could hardly hold the hilt in her hand up.

The next moment, with a puff, the brother behind her who had supported her just now froze. She turned her head and saw only a strange face of a foreign race with a ferocious smile on it, and the ax in his hand , deeply embedded in the brother's chest.

"Ah!" Lin Qiaoyun roared angrily, and stabbed with the sword with her backhand, cutting off the whole head, including bones and flesh, and at the same time the sword in her hand came off, she hugged the person in her arms and fell into the rain .

Her cold and pale cheeks were frozen by the rain, and before she died, she couldn't even give a trace of sadness. She could only numbly raise her trembling hand and gently cover his eyes when her brother died. , blood stained his face, leaving a mark of red fire.

(End of this chapter)