Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

The sun was shining on the top of the city, and it looked a little shining.

General Halle bathed in the sun, feeling the warmth brought by the sun, and said, "Let them hurry up."

The Ming army prisoners on the right had already swept over, but it was too cold in the morning, most of them had frostbite on their hands and feet, and they couldn't get up quickly.

A sergeant carried his whip and beat him for a while, and then the speed really picked up.

The general said triumphantly: "Look, they will take this."

The caravans in the city also saw this scene, mostly laughing.

"It used to be said that people are very powerful, but after their old emperor went, they lost their vigor, I think! They will gradually weaken in the future, and Harley will dominate the grassland."

Some businessmen said these words almost flatteringly, and they immediately attracted the approval of many people.

These people forgot the destruction of Pugu and others, and forgot that Yilili was captured by the Ming army.

One of the guys was mostly dumbfounded, and after listening for a long time, he bluntly said something.

"I also tried to make those Jingguan in here so scary!"

The crowd stopped talking angrily, and then someone retorted: "I heard those merchants who walked far away say that the emperor of Mingren is fighting with ministers and scholars. They will definitely decline."

"Master, do you want someone to help?"

Two men came over with a flattering smile and asked a businessman.

The businessman frowned and waved his hands, as if driving away two flies.

The two men walked forward with a sigh and continued to ask the businessmen.

Many people who went out of the city were blocked behind, and gradually squeezed in, preparing to get out of the city first.

At this time, the Ming army prisoners also swept just above the city gate...

Ma Song raised his head and glanced at General Halle, and muttered: "I will kill you and let you eat my poop!"

Zhao Xing was by his side, and felt melancholy after hearing his mutter.

You will die, be killed by these Hariths!

He glanced at Ma Song, shook his head insignificantly, and then glanced at the city inadvertently.

He saw a pair of eyes.

Sharp eyes!

It was a man, and Zhao Xing saw him pull out something from the carriage beside him.

That's a bow and arrow!

He saw that there were already a lot of people around the caravan, and they were all groping on the carriage.

Who is this?

He opened his mouth and looked at the direction of the steps at the top of the city, where the two men walked up slowly, as if they wanted to come up and look into the distance.

There are no poems and no beauties in the distance.

A sergeant on the front of the city spotted them and asked loudly.

"Who are you? Go down!"

Most of these sergeants were looking outside the city, and some were even yawning.

Everyone smiled when they watched these two people come up with a silly look.

As far as I can see, there are more than 50 sergeants on both ends.

This is a powerful force that can kill all the waiting merchants inside and outside the city, so they are smiling easily.

The general was also laughing. He thought that God was good to him, so he sent two fools when he wanted to have fun.

The two men went to the top of the city ignorantly. Then two sergeants came, ready to take them down.

"Kneel down!"

The two sergeants drew out long knives to threaten.

In this place and era where life is not as good as a dog's life, if you see Liang Knife and still don't listen, that is to find your own death.

The two men were stunned, but they didn't stop.

The general shook his head and looked at the city, thinking about how to torture these two people who trespassed at the city.

He saw the magnificent palace under the morning light.

He saw those merchants and people impatiently waiting to check and let go at the city gate.

Looking back, he saw a group of men looking up at him.

He saw the open bows, as well as the merchants and people whose faces had changed drastically.

"Enemy attack..."

As he warned, he slammed his body sideways, avoiding an arrow.

The man fell to the ground, and before he could feel the pain, the general shouted: "Warning!"

This is a procedure. If he doesn't follow it, even if he can survive, he will be ordered to be executed by Mei Erqian himself.

A sergeant picked up the horns and just brought it to his lips.

"kill him!"

With a cold drink, a Ming army under the city opened a bow and arrow.

As the arrow got into the neck of the warning sergeant, the two Ming troops rushing to the top of the city also quickly met the enemy.

The long sword flashed in the air, with unhesitating tragic and unprecedented strength.

Swinging the knife with this strength is absolutely unstoppable with a short knife.

Therefore, the Ming Army made a mistake, and the tip of the short knife was provoked, like a poisonous snake leaping towards the opponent's throat.

Sergeant Halle didn't expect his opponent's skill to be so good. In despair, he roared and tried his best to avoid him, but he couldn't fight back.

The short knife drew across his chin, before the blood had time to shoot out, the Ming army sergeant had already made a backhand.

After a reasonable swing, it is impossible to quickly swing a second without exhaustion.

But these Ming army sergeants seemed to be able to do well every time they took their swords. They closed their swords and swung their swords again.

This is a good soldier!

No, it's a super sergeant!

Another sergeant was also intercepted, but his tactics were more bold.

He snatched a long knife as soon as he met him, and the head of the city became a slaughterhouse.

Who is this?

The two can stand on the head of the city, if there is such a team of elites in the siege, what city head can't attack!

The general had climbed up, but he could not go to the front to check, because a few sergeants rushed over just now, trying to see the situation under the city gate, but they were hit by arrows, and none of them were spared.

At this moment, the city gate has become a battlefield.

This is not a country that has been in peace for a long time, so most of the sergeants guarding the gates are brave men.

When Wang Yan was blocked with a knife, his first reaction was to warn his subordinates: "It's a strong enemy!"

After speaking, he threw the short knife in his hand.

No one will discard their weapons on the battlefield, that is suicide.

But Wang Yan is different, so is Blackthorn.

They are not an army fighting for battle, but the most elite force, a force used for local and specific targets.

"clang!"

Sergeant Nahari accurately slashed the thrown knife ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then he felt black in front of his eyes.

He was not afraid, and without even looking at Wang Yan who was leaping over, he swung his knife backhand.

But his movements are destined to be half a beat slow, this is a trick that all ends up at the same time.

The tragic breath immediately enveloped this square inch of land.

But Wang Yan's movements were faster than he expected. Just when the blade light flashed, Wang Yan's fist came to the center of his eyebrows.

A heavy fist hit the center of his eyebrows, and Harley's mouth opened to the largest extent involuntarily, and his head was shaken by this force.

Immediately, two strands of off-white semi-solid spurted out of his nostrils.

These things slowed down after spraying out of the nostrils, and finally slowly settled under the nose.

At the city gate, more than a dozen black thorns had already rushed in, and their opponents were more than twenty Hardy soldiers.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the black thorns formed several two-person teams to attack each other.

One person attacks or defends, and the second person waits for an opportunity to take action.

The tallest and most burly Harley squad shouted, and slashed back the attack of the two black thorns, and then shouted to the sky: "Enemy attack..."

If a person wants to use all his energy to scream, his body must not be able to do other movements.

This person turned out to be using his life to warn more people and send the news to the city in time.

Good guy!

A Ming Jun exclaimed in his heart and withdrew the short knife in his hand.

After the fierce soldier raised his head, his neck was exposed to his opponent's line of sight.

The knife almost severed his neck, but the remaining cervical spine was holding his head tenaciously.

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