Oriole Line

If there are as many as 10 horses, all the people in Wuchang will go to Jingzhou to support them. If so, he will be able to win Wuchang with a blitzkrieg.As a result, Pu Chen was smarter than he thought. Wuchang sent people to Jingzhou, but only 10 yuan.Khalil had to be patient and seized Yiyang Pass before besieging Wuchang.He originally thought that even if there were 4 troops in Wuchang, with the help of trebuchets and tar, it would be no problem to spend three to five days before storming. However, the sky did not help him, and it rained for several days, and the tar was useless. It was also used by the Wuchang Army to attack with water.Now there are [-] horses, dead and wounded, and only [-] to [-] can be used.If he wanted to go back now, he would lose tens of thousands of horses in vain, and he was not reconciled!Not reconciled, and without rations, he could only attack by force.Use the storm that Beiyan people have always been best at!

Realizing that it was Beiyan's army who came here, Wen Tao woke up instantly.The herald woke up the archers who were resting on the tower, and all the garrison in the city were under martial law.It was late at night, and the vision was unclear. The tower was lit with torches, and as soon as the torches shone, Khalil's army could be seen slowly approaching like a pack of wolves.Just after the flood, the outside of Wuchang City was mostly swamp-like mud. Beiyan's war horses stepped on it, and stepped on the corpses of their own brothers. Every step was very difficult.But in the dark night, Khalil's eyes were extremely fierce, and he even had a trace of regret at the moment.If he had known earlier that he wouldn't have discussed any strategies with these people from Nanjing, he should have fought Pu Chen head-on from the very beginning, just like the many battles he had with Pu Yang in the past, and fought to a result in an upright manner.

As the Beiyan people approached, Wen Tao ordered the archers to start shooting arrows.Unlike the cautiousness of the previous two days, the Beiyan people tonight are not afraid of these bows and arrows at all.After being shot, they were automatically covered by the people behind. Like wolves, they approached their prey bit by bit, approaching the Wuchang City Tower.The luggage they brought had been washed away long ago, and they could barely find a few ladders. They relied on these ladders, their scimitars, and the arrows of the Wuchang garrison they picked up from the ground. The brothers who died here are determined to take revenge and start a storm!

In the true sense, the battle to defend the city of Wuchang actually started from this night.When the Beiyan people really showed their fangs, Wen Tao realized how fierce and powerful they are.In the few hours from midnight to dawn, the Wuchang garrison killed in battle exceeded the sum of the previous few days!Every hour is being consumed by the number of thousands of people.Once the Beiyan people got close to the city wall and used their bows and arrows, the defenders on the city wall began to be shot in pieces.The defenders kept throwing boulders and even tar from the city walls. Under the cover of night, they couldn't see the bloody bodies of the Beiyan people who were smashed to death, and the burnt Beiyan people rolled in the swamp. Roaring, like a half-mad, half-dead beast.

More and more Beiyan people approached the city walls of Wuchang.Their ladders were not high enough, so they piled the corpses of their dead brothers into a hill, and they put the ladders on top of the pile of corpses, and climbed up one by one.Their eyes became redder as they fought. In order to prevent the defenders of Wuchang from burning the ladder, they used human flesh to protect the ladder and turned it into a real "human ladder". They stepped on each other's shoulders, and the city walls of Wuchang Ding finally emerged bit by bit in front of them.

Finally, the first bloody scimitar appeared on the city wall!Then came the second one, and the third one...Wen Tao took the heavy armored soldiers in armor to defend against the enemy on the city wall, and the heavy armor was their biggest reliance.The Beiyan people, wearing light leather armor, are more flexible and fierce than them.Their scimitars slashed hard on the armor of the heavily armored soldiers.They soon discovered that the armor was strong and difficult to pierce, so they changed their strategy and shot at the neck of the heavily armored soldier.Every time the heavy armored soldiers raise their heads slightly, they may become the unjust souls under the scimitar of the Beiyan people. Blood splashes one after another, and each one represents the death of another Wuchang defender.

However, the pillar of their military spirit is still there. Their patriarch, the chief governor, the great Sima, has been fighting side by side with them on the tower.Every Wuchang garrison wandering on the line of life and death will feel at ease every time they see that figure in black iron heavy armor.Dozens of corpses were already lying around that figure, and his heavy armor was all stained with blood.But because his heavy armor is deep black, these blood stains will only make the heavy armor brighter and stronger.

"Kill!" The "Patriarch" who hadn't spoken much for several days finally shouted the order at such a moment.The soldiers who had fought all night couldn't tell that the voice was actually higher than that of the real Patriarch.Everyone shouted their fighting spirit in the last darkness before sunrise.

"Follow the Patriarch!"

"Swear to defend the city!"

Amidst the waves of shouts, the Beiyan people's offensive was suppressed, and their soldiers had already reached the limit of their physical strength, fighting entirely with one breath.Khalil watched his fewer and fewer people, and the anger and unwillingness in his heart reached the peak.He stared at the man in black armor on the city wall. He was an opponent he had underestimated, and he was the backbone of the Wuchang garrison at the moment.Even if he fails this time, even if his army is destroyed here, he must kill this person as their funeral!

Khalil's eagle eyes watched the man in black armor, and he noticed that in order to kill the enemy, he was standing very far forward, almost clinging to the city wall.The city wall of Wuchang is about half a person's height, and a little external force can kill him.Khalil observed that he had shot an arrow at him as early as the second day of the siege, and his heavy black iron armor was almost invulnerable.

How on earth can kill him?That was the only question on Khalil's mind.

The rising sun is just rising, and the rising sun shines on the towers of Wuchang.Wen Tao is in the orange rising sun, and the round shield on his chest reflects the light of the rising sun.Facing the sun, Khalil's eyes were stung. He could only see a vague figure in heavy black iron armor. His hand was raised high with a sword, and the exposed palm seemed a little thin.

palm!Like a beast smelling blood in a desperate situation, Khalil quickly set up an arrow he had prepared. He chose an angle against the light and shot the arrow at the moment when the figure in iron armor was closest to the city wall.The arrow was inconspicuous in the melee, and because of the backlight, it was in Wen Tao's blind spot.Wen Tao only felt a shadow of an arrow in front of his eyes, and a sharp pain came from the palm of his left hand in an instant. It was actually an arrow sticking to his wrist guard, and penetrated deeply into his lower palm!He bit his lip tightly, the increasingly severe pain made him dizzy for a while.The surrounding Wuchang garrison hadn't realized that their Patriarch had been injured. Probably in their hearts, the Patriarch was invincible and would never fall.But Mr. Wei, who has been in the tower not far away, has been watching Wen Tao's state closely. He immediately found that Wen Tao had been hit by an arrow, and he dragged his old body to Wen Tao's side, calling out : "Protect the Patriarch!"

His shouts attracted several Wuchang soldiers around him, but it also attracted Beiyan people who were fighting on the city wall.The few people who came fought into a group in an instant. Mr. Wei came to Wen Tao, and saw that his face was very bad from the gap in his helmet.

"The head of the family goes back to treat the wound first!" Mr. Wei said firmly.

The arrow probably hit a meridian in his hand, and Wen Tao felt that besides the pain, there was also an increasingly obvious sense of numbness.Just as he was about to agree, Mr. Wei suddenly yelled: "Patriarch, be careful!"

It was a Beiyan man who walked around to Wen Tao's side, trying to chop the wounded enemy leader off the tower.Wen Tao hurriedly leaned back to avoid the blade. He was already injured, but he lost his center of gravity in an instant when he leaned back, and he was about to fall off the tower.Mr. Wei grabbed Wen Tao tightly, trying to pull him back.But the strength of this upward movement was too great, and he was not a martial arts practitioner himself, and he was very old, so he fell off the tower with Wen Tao!

Wen Tao, who quickly fell down the tower, had a blank mind, and Mr. Wei, who was like a dead leaf, was holding onto him tightly.If it wasn't for him, Mr. Wei would never have suffered such misfortune, Wen Tao felt sad for a while.He didn't even realize that Mr. Wei had put his whole body close to him, and the moment he fell to the ground, Mr. Wei actually used the last bit of strength to protect Wen Tao on his body. His old and thin body actually bore the burden of two people falling into the city. weight!

"boom!"

"Patriarch!" "Patriarch!"

Wen Tao seemed to hear the cries of the garrison above the tower, and the severe pain all over his body made him almost unable to breathe. He opened his eyes, only to find that it was Mr. Wei who protected him with his flesh and blood.

Falling from such a high tower, Mr. Wei obviously had no chance of surviving.However, Mr. Wei held on to Wen Tao so hard that his nails were about to be pinched into Wen Tao's armor. He held his breath and did not let go for a long time, repeating a few vague sounds in his throat.

Wen Tao carefully discerned that at the last moment of his life, what Mr. Wei said was: "Assist... Patriarch..."

Assist... Puchen?This thought flashed across Wen Tao's mind, and he fainted immediately.

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"Sir!" There was a loud roar from far and near, and a young general came galloping on a horse, and it was Pu Chen who arrived with [-] reinforcements from Luzhou.

Pu Chen took the lead, and when he arrived at the Wuchang City Tower, what he saw was the scene of Mr. Wei falling down the building together with Wen Tao, who was wearing his black iron armor!At that moment, Pu Chen felt that he was a real soul flying out of the sky.There seemed to be nothing in the surroundings, only clusters of white mist remained, and in the white mist were only those two figures, carrying all his care and nostalgia, falling straight down from the tower.

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