People in Zongwu: Starting with the Yin Gui Sect

"Kill!"

As Huang Taiji gave the order, the dark army of Jiannu behind him swept towards the tall city wall not far away from all directions like a tide.

"Fire!"

Seeing the Jiannu army entering Shecheng, one of the generals guarding the city ordered to fire at the enemy without hesitation. This person was Wang Yuanya, the governor of Zunhua not long ago.

Previously, he had to give up Zunhua City because of the disparity in strength, but now it was different. With so many artillery, he was afraid of nothing.

As the saying goes, I have been a soldier all my life, and I have never fought such a grand battle.

"Boom!"

As Wang Yuanya gave the order, dozens of red cannons roared at the same time, blowing the enemies approaching the city wall into pieces, leaving no intact body.

Wang Yuanya's side was like this, and the other three city gates were not much worse. Only one wave of artillery fire caused the enemy to lose hundreds of people.

Huang Taiji and others who watched this scene all felt their scalps tingling. If they were to say what they feared most when attacking the city, it would be the enemy's red artillery.

Fortunately, most of the dead were from the Mongolian and Han Eight Banners, and their Manchu Eight Banners only accounted for a small part of them. Moreover, although these artillery were fierce, they could not continue forever.

Sure enough, after seven or eight rounds of firing, the artillery stopped, and their people had now rushed to within a hundred steps of the city wall.

"Archers, get ready!"

Seeing that the enemy was approaching the city wall, Wang Yuanya immediately ordered his men to stop firing and switch to bows and arrows. As long as the enemy entered the range, he would order to shoot without hesitation.

"Follow this prince to kill the bright dog!"

Hauge, the eldest son of Huang Taiji, took the lead and treated the arrows flying all over the sky as nothing, because whenever an arrow came to the god, it would be blocked by the golden air shield on his body. Later, he himself was the first to climb the top of the city with his powerful cultivation.

"Huh? This Haoge is actually a congenital warrior!"

Wu Yu, who had merged his body with the world with the help of Wuqiu Yi Jue, saw Haoge killing people on the city wall as soon as he returned.

Fortunately, they were not unprepared. Seeing that Haoge was unstoppable, he finally attracted Wang Yuanya's attention, so he immediately ordered the congenital warrior who was guarding him to stop Haoge.

After receiving Wang Yuanya's order, this congenital warrior did not hesitate to kill Haoge, because when they came, His Majesty had explained that as long as it was the order of the general defending the city, they must execute it unconditionally.

On the other side, Haoge, who was still killing people, was suddenly startled, and then dodged to the right without thinking.

And at the moment he dodged, a sword energy flew across his cheek and cut off one of his ears.

"Despicable Ming dog, actually playing dirty!"

Hauge, who had escaped by chance, covered his bleeding wound with a face full of rage.

But this strong man didn't care about him at all. Talking about morality with the enemy on the battlefield is what a fool would do.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that the other party didn't reply, Haoge also realized that he had said something stupid, so he cursed inwardly and quickly fought with the enemy.

The same scene also happened in the other three city gates. Although the Ming Dynasty was killed by surprise at the beginning, they didn't expect that the other party would send innate strong men to attack in the first wave of attacks.

Fortunately, after they reacted, they also sent out the innate strong men who were guarding around to stop the enemy.

"How do you feel? Is it exciting?"

On the top of the Guangqu Gate, Zhuo Yihang, who was fighting with the enemy, suddenly teased Song Qingshu beside him.

Yes, in addition to the soldiers responsible for defending the city, Wudang Sect, as the national religion of the Ming Dynasty, also sent disciples to help defend the city.

After all, Wudang and the Ming Dynasty prosper together. Once the Ming Dynasty is finished, they will not be much better.

Song Qingshu on the side tried hard to suppress his nausea and said nothing, just wielding his sword and killing the invading enemies one by one.

There is a saying that goes, if you don't go to the battlefield, you will never know the cruelty of war.

Compared with the fights of ordinary people in the martial arts world, it seemed to him like playing house at the moment. It was not like the war had not started for less than an hour, and he had killed more than 20 enemies.

Some of these people were ordinary people, some were third-rate warriors, second-rate warriors, and he had even killed two first-rate warriors.

At this moment, Song Qingshu finally understood why those martial arts forces would never be enemies with the court. These TM warriors were like mass-produced, and which force could withstand them.

Although these people may not have high cultivation, and even the skills they practiced were just some yellow-level and black-level garbage, they could not withstand the large number of people.

If we say that in the pastAt that time, he didn't understand why the army had to recruit some Wudang or Shaolin disciples as instructors, but now he finally understood.

"Be careful!"

Just when Song Qingshu was distracted, Zhuo Yihang beside him suddenly shouted, and while repelling his opponent, he killed the enemy in front of Song Qingshu with a sword.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Song Qingshu, who had finally escaped, was soaked in cold sweat and expressed his gratitude to Zhuo Yihang with a lingering fear.

"Be careful yourself. If you can't bear it physically, go downstairs and rest for a while. Everything depends on your own safety. This war will not end in a short time."

Song Qingshu responded casually, and Zhuo Yihang continued to fight with the enemy who rushed over.

Song Qingshu heard this, first looked at Zhuo Yihang, and then looked at Uncle Yin Liu who was fighting with the enemy's innate strongman on the other side, and finally chose to retreat temporarily.

Just as Senior Brother Yihang said, this battle will not end in a short time, and there are many opportunities to go into battle and kill the enemy.

"Senior Brother Song!"

As soon as Song Qingshu returned to the lounge, he saw his junior brother Zhang Shize who had retreated like him.

Compared to himself, the young master of the Duke of Yingguo Mansion was now covered in blood, and he didn't know whether it was the enemy's or his own, or both.

"Junior Brother Zhang, are you okay!"

In the past, when he was in Wudang Mountain, Zhang Shize had the best relationship with him. When he saw that the other party was covered in blood, Song Qingshu immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Senior Brother, don't worry, I'm fine, these are all enemy blood!"

Zhang Shize shook his head with a pale face, replied to the other party, and said no more, and quickly took out a Qi-recovering pill to restore his internal strength.

"That's good!"

Hearing that Zhang Shize was fine, Song Qingshu finally let go of his hanging heart, and then began to take out pills to restore his internal strength.

While they were recovering here, the outside world was already in a frenzy of killing. People kept falling and being replaced. In less than half a day, the entire tower was dyed blood red.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of "clang clang clang" kept coming from the Jiannu camp in the distance, and Huang Taiji finally called back his troops.