"Dong!"

The originally exciting war drum sound suddenly changed, one low and one extremely long.

"Old Cheng, I'm going to leave."

The cold black-armored Yun Qin general turned his head and looked at the old gray-haired soldier who was still adjusting the city crossbow beside him, and said in a deep voice.

"You can shoot another round, you guys go first."

The old gray-haired soldier looked at the young Yun Qin black-armored soldier who helped him block several arrows on the ground beside him, and still carried a crossbow arrow and loaded it into the city guard crossbow.

The Black Armored Yun Qin general glanced at the gap in the city wall closest to them, and immediately shook his head, "No, it's too late!"

"I'm old and can't handle the knife. It's useless to leave this city-guarding crossbow. You can go quickly and kill a few more big maniacs." The old gray-haired soldier muttered, but he still didn't stop.

action.

The cold black-armored general Yun Qin understood that the old gray-haired soldier did not feel that it was too late, but that he did not want to leave at all.

For soldiers, this is a violation of military orders. However, at this time, neither the black-armor Yun Qin general nor the six or seven living Yun Qin soldiers beside him could not feel any anger.

They could all see the determination of the old sergeant with gray hair.

"Go!"

The old sergeant with gray hair suddenly let out a roar.

The cold black-armored Yun Qin general twitched slightly, "Let's go!" He saluted the old gray-haired soldier, shouted loudly, and began to try his best to go to a place in the city wall.

Run wildly.

"Old Cheng!" Behind him, the other soldiers of Yun Qin cried out in tears, and they stopped looking back, but also began to run wildly and leave.

The old gray-haired soldier did not make a sound, and looked at the body of the young soldier Yun Qin who helped him block several arrows and the bodies of several other soldiers Yun Qin on the ground, then lifted the heavy hammer, a stable hammer

Then he hit the pin of the moon crossbow machine that had already been on the winch next to the city guard crossbow.

Several crossbow arrows shattered the rain and fog, shooting more than ten Damang soldiers who had just rushed up the city wall and flew backwards, but more Damang soldiers climbed onto the city wall from that gap.

The old gray-haired soldier hid behind the crossbow guarding the city.

More and more Damang soldiers rushed towards the city-guarding crossbow like a tide.

Listening to the dense footsteps that were already close, the old gray-haired soldier smiled, then flashed out, waved the heavy hammer in his hand, and smashed the excitation and deduction on the crossbow guarding the city.

"Swish!" "Swish!"...

Several arrows fell on him in an instant.

Several blood mists exploded from his body, his body shook and fell backwards, but the heavy hammer in his hand had already hit the detent pin.

"Damn!" The moment the sound of loosening of the deduction sounded, the old gray-haired sergeant shouted, "Damn!"

A crossbow arrow with an arm-thick arm flew out in his last roar.

Yun Qin's non-commissioned officer Lao Cheng played the city-guarding crossbow for his whole life. His last crossbow arrow was not shot at the Damang soldiers in front of him, but at a crossbow chariot next to him.

The crossbow arrow exit of the city crossbow guarding the city faces the crossbow next to it.

"when!"

Before the crossbow arrow completely escaped from the city guard crossbow, it hit the crossbow next to it. Countless sounds of metal breaking sounded. The crossbow arrow broke into several blocks... The city guard crossbow shocked violently, and countless mechanisms inside broke. The pierced car

On the thick wall of the moon crossbow cart, the broken crossbow arrows hit a hole, and with great force, they hit a crossbow cart next to it.

The impact of these crossbows and damaged them. Many Damang soldiers who rushed to the front regressed pale and were pierced by the flying metal fragments, and they fell down screaming... In these scenes, Lao Cheng muttered and closed his mouth.

Eyes.

...

At this same time, many crossbows on the city wall were overturning and damaged.

"Don't go over! Go back!"

A Damang school official let out a sharp roar.

Dozens of Damang soldiers who had occupied a complete city-guarding crossbow chariot and several mountain-passing crossbow chariots turned their heads in surprise and looked at the Damang school official who issued the order, and did not understand what had happened.

The next moment, they suddenly felt a huge shadow appearing above their heads.

"boom!"

A huge catapult cart that collapsed Yun Qin hit down, smashing and burying these crossbows and Damang soldiers together.

All the giant Yunqin catapults were collapsing, either falling into the city or directly hitting the city. A huge smoke and dust made the city full of epic and destruction.

...

The sound of the Yunqin war drums continues.

The last drum sound on the city wall came from the four corner buildings on the city wall.

Groups of Damang soldiers with extremely ugly faces surged downstairs in the blood and dust.

The air around the corner tower was vibrating with the sound of drums.

The stair door leading to the corner building was completely open, and listening to the still sound of drums. At the stair door of one of the corner building, a Damang school official imagined the Yunqin drum master above the corner building was wild and arrogant, and did not let him go.

Their attitude in their eyes, thinking about the death and injury of the brothers along the way, his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

However, amid the stern shouting of the Damang school official, several Damang soldiers had just stepped into the stairs of the corner tower. Yun Qin drum masters on the four corner towers made the strongest sound at the same time.

This sound was like countless people laughing wildly, like countless people roaring and roaring.

Amid the drum sound, four corner towers trembled at the same time and collapsed with a bang.

On the corner tower, four Yunqin drum masters proudly welcomed death.

On the city wall below the corner tower, many Damang soldiers were buried under the collapsed corner tower.

When the four corner towers collapsed, there were a lot of sounds in the gloomy sky of Dongjingling.

Many Damang soldiers listened intently, and then their faces became even more ugly. This voice was the singing, the solemn singing of many Yunqin people singing together.

This is the glory of the Yunqin people.

A general of Damian looked at the wreckage of Yun Qin's giant catapult cart that collapsed on the city wall ahead. Amid the drizzle and singing, he suddenly wanted to cry.

...

The sacred wood flying crane is still flying in the air.

On the Shenmu Feihe, Bian Linghan's hands were already pressed on the box containing the "big black".

She had tried her best to issue the order to retreat as quickly as possible according to the speed of the Damang army climbing the wall at each city wall gap. However, there were various accidental factors in the battle, and no one could fully grasp the overall situation.

On the city wall, some Yun Qin soldiers were already responsible for the mission of covering the retreat of other Yun Qin soldiers. Some Yun Qin soldiers were also intercepted by the Damang army and were unable to escape smoothly from the city wall into the streets in Dongjing City.

lane.

At this moment, on the city wall below her, there were 150 or 60 Yun Qin soldiers blocked by two Damang troops.

If she used all her soul power and stimulated Dahei to fire an arrow, she might be able to directly shoot a section of the city wall. These Yun Qin soldiers might have the chance to escape from the gap in a section of the city wall.

However, she had to abide by Lin Xi's orders.

If she consumed all her soul power, she would have to spend several days of continuous meditation to make up for it.

The war has just begun.

In this war, she could only take action with all her strength.

This time, the action can only be left to the main general or saint of this Damang army, and can only be left to the moment that can save more Yunqin soldiers' lives.

So her hands trembled slightly and touched the box containing the big black, but she did not open the box after all.

She watched the hundreds or dozens of Yun Qin soldiers singing, and resolutely launched her last charge, and then she was heroic.

The raindrops kept floating on her face.

There was water flowing down her cold and fair face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was rain or tears.

....

In the wooden building of Wuwei Temple.

Even in the quietest and peaceful place in Dongjingling at this moment, Lin Xi could hear the singing from the breeze and drizzle, and the sound of giant catapults in Yunqin and the sound of four corner towers collapsing like mountains.

Lin Xi put down the scroll in his hand.

He has read and recorded all the defenses, troops arrangements, traps everywhere in this scroll, as well as all the military compositions and introductions of practitioners in the city.

At this time, his memory seems to be much stronger than usual.

However, he still stuffed the scroll into his arms.

Because he knew very well that Tang Chuqing's arrangements were perfect enough, and that the city had these people, and it was strong enough. This battle could be fought without him. But since he came to this city, he had to let it go

The Yun Qin people in this city died less, so he had to... win this battle unless he died here.

In the past, even after he became a student of Qingluan Academy, he still didn't understand why some people could run away in the end, but they all had to live and die with a city or a fortress. He felt that he was very flexible and not pedantic.

The... I really can't beat it in the end. I just ran away. The green mountains are always there and the green water flows for a long time. I will beat it after running away.

However, at this time, he knew that his previous thoughts were wrong.

In such a song, in every breath, the air that is breathed is full of tragic atmosphere... In so many people are burning with the enemy, in so many people are forgetting themselves to defend their motherland... In so

Many people will not leave because they are afraid of death... When so many people have died in this city because they want to protect this city and protect more people from being killed by the enemy, they are filled with one person

The only thing inside of the body is the aura of fighting to the end with the other party.

Lin Xi's eyes fell on the brilliant high priest's robe on him.

In the past, he always felt that the priest was like a charlatan. He only felt that the identity of a priest was only a little more power.

However, at this moment, he understood more meaning. In the summer of Biluoling, he and Bian Linghan and other young people from the academy seemed to grow up suddenly, and in the early autumn rain of Dongjingling, these young people,

But it suddenly became more mature.

He walked into the fine raindrops and began to walk among the streets and alleys of Dongjingling.
Chapter completed!