A spring rain suddenly made the air moist, and also made the water of the moat outside the county town rise a lot. The originally clear moat water became dizzy, which was a good omen in the eyes of the people in the county town. Standing at the top of the city, they could see the situation outside the city. In the densely packed shacks like honeycombs, men, women, and young people in and out, most of them were ragged and haggard. This made Shayang people, who had always been very wealthy, feel a little chilled. If these guys with nothing rushed into the city, they would be lost in a blink of an eye.

Those who escaped from other places in Shayang County brought about the situation where these Shuntian Army passed, which made the people in the city insist on resisting. There is a saying that no grass grows or is a bit exaggerated, but as long as the Shuntian Army passes, there will be no grain left and no cloth left. In order to force the people to follow the Shuntian Army, they will even burn the people's houses with fire.

In the eyes of people in Shayang County, this is extremely vicious.

It is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil, but today it looks a bit sad and bitter. Old Man Tian leaned on a pillar at the city gate building with a long spear, squinted his eyes, and his face was covered with water droplets that were slowly flowing down by the spring rain as thin as cow hair, but he didn't care.

Old Man Tian is fifty years old this year and was not suitable for being in Shangcheng, but because he was a soldier when he was young and had some experience, he was also recruited into the army and became a whistle leader with dozens of raw melon seeds under his command.

Keeping a watch and alert will make our main task. Once the war begins, they will retreat to the back.

"I defeated these bandits earlier and returned home, and I still have time to replant the first phase of the seedlings!" Old Man Tian wiped the rain on his face and turned to look at a young man in his twenties beside him, "Otherwise, it would be miserable this year in autumn."

"Uncle Tian, ​​what are you thinking about replanting the seedlings now? It's not certain whether you can survive. Look at the many people outside!" The young man said timidly.

"What a raw melon seed, I don't know anything!" Tian Laobo looked at him contemptuously, "What's the use of too many people? Is there fewer people in our city than them? The key is whether there are many people who can fight? We are guarding the city and are born to take advantage. When the Shuntian Army attacked Changyang County, Changyang County was completely unprepared. They fought for several months. It's different here. In order to prevent them from coming, they prepared for a long time and saw that there were no such things?" Old Man Tian pointed to the rows of rolling stones, beating wood, and nail boards against the wall.

"But I'm still a little scared!" The young man shrank.

"It's really useless!" Tian Laobo snorted: "These Shuntian Army are not attacked at all. Haven't you heard about it during the day? This Shuntian Army has a unit of 50,000 or 60,000 people and 60,000 people, and it was defeated by two thousand Taiping Army and destroyed the entire army. Two thousand people against 50,000 people can actually achieve such a result. Do you think they are scumbag?"

"What kind of army is the Taiping Army?" the young man nodded: "There are big red news everywhere in the city. I have heard people read it."

"Taiping Army, I heard that it is our ally, a rebel army formed by a good friend of Mr. Liu." Old Man Tian said enthusiastically: "The old man said that this army will come to rescue us. At that time, we should cooperate inside and outside to defeat these bandits."

"It's amazing to win with two thousand to five thousand. If I were one of them, I would be proud." The boy became a little envious again.

Old Man Tian burst into laughter: "Just with your courage, you want to be one of them, I think it's better to forget it. When we fight off these bandits, you go home to farm honestly. Although it's a little harder, you can still eat and wear a good meal. Save some money to marry a wife and have a few babies, which is better than anything else."

The boy laughed. "My father and mother have already booked a marriage for me. It is a little girl from the neighboring village. Uncle Tian, ​​you can recognize her. She is also in the city now."

"You guy is so lucky. Xiaoya is a beautiful girl and capable."

"That's!" The young man narrowed his eyes with a smile.

In the distance, there was a loud sound of war drums. It was not one side, but dozens or hundreds of war drums were beating at the same time. Almost as the war drums were beating, millions of torches suddenly lit up. In the spring rain, it was like stars in the sky, blinking, and torches were extinguished from time to time, but more were immediately ignited.

"Uncle Tian!" the young man screamed in horror.

"It's time to fight!" Old Man Tian straightened his body, rushed into the gatehouse, picked up the wooden pillar, and hit the bell hard. The sound of the bell echoed in the night sky.

In fact, there is no need for Old Man Tian to ring the bell. The sound of war drums that shook the sky outside the city has already announced that the attack of the Shuntian Army has begun.

Teams of county soldiers rushed up the city wall. In a very short time, the city wall, where there were no figures, was already full of soldiers. The officers looked at the galaxy with a serious expression and slowly moved towards the county city.

After the first war drum sounded, Old Master Liu was already standing on the top of the North City Gate Tower. The spring rain and the fine breeze blew his robe, which was a bit like an ecstasy. Liu Bao, who was always standing beside him, was always standing like a shadow.

As soon as the generals and soldiers at the north gate looked up, they could see the figure of Mr. Liu standing tall, and they immediately added a little courage in their hearts.

The galaxy made of torches was moving towards the county city, getting closer and closer. When the people on the city finally could see each other clearly, basically everyone was stunned.

"Shameless!" Liu Xingwen, who was standing on the city wall, turned pale. The ones walking in the front were not the soldiers of the Shuntian Army, but the countless people living in the shacks. They held torches in one hand and carried bags on their shoulders, and rushed towards the city walls in groups. Among these people were old men, women, and even underage children. They sang loudly, not as if they knew that the shadow of death was covering them step by step.

As the first group of people finally walked to the moat. As the sound of the thumping sounds came, bags were thrown into the moat, causing countless waves. The crowd cheered, and the people who threw the bags went back. The people behind rushed up and repeated the above movements.

The feather arrow was placed on the bowstring, and all the soldiers looked at Liu Xingwen. His face was pale, he held his hands several times, but put them down several times. Even the extremely cruel Qi people in the Yue people had never done such a thing that drove the elderly, weak, women and children to act as front pawns in attacking horses.

There must be many people here who are from Shayang County. Their relatives may be in the city now to massacre these unarmed people? Liu Xingwen swallowed, but the military order was not issued.

"Shoot the arrow!" A cold voice came from a distance. It was Old Master Liu. The voice was not loud, but it seemed to penetrate the eardrums of every soldier in the city. As Old Master Liu finished speaking, the feathered arrows passed through the drizzle like cow hair and rushed towards the dense crowds of people by the moat.

Screaming and falling, rows of people fell on the muddy ground, but the followers were still running forward without fear. What made everyone in the city frightened was that they seemed to think that those who fell to the ground were lying on the ground blocking the road. Some people actually lifted these people up. No matter whether they were dead or not, they threw them straight into the moat, causing bigger waves.

This miserable scene made everyone in the city lose their lust.

"Shoot the arrow, if you don't want your family to become like this!" Old Master Liu said coldly.

More arrows shot out, more corpses fell to the ground, and then turned into a piece of filling in the moat. A moat worth hundreds of meters was slowly filled up as soon as it was seen.

Another war drum sounded, and the people responsible for filling the river dodged to both sides like a tide, and the main force of the Shuntian Army finally showed up.

In the distance, under the banner, Wu Xin looked at the massacre site in front of him coldly, and his expression did not change. He had more than 200,000 people, and he didn't care about such casualties. With their deaths, the elderly, weak, women and children opened up a passage for the army, reducing the casualties of elite young and strong people, and their deaths could save a lot of food.

He never expected that Old Master Liu in the city would open a corner because he drove the people to attack the city. He was also a man of irony. However, not all soldiers in the city would be like Old Master Liu.

Now that the passage has opened, the next step is the battle between the close forces. Looking at Li Han who was waving the chain hammer in front, Wu Xin looked at the tall and burly figure who was wearing armor and riding on the horse, and suddenly laughed.

The King of Shuntian beside him is a Xibei product, and here he is just pretending. The real King of Shuntian Moluo should be in the city at this moment. His goal is to kill Mr. Liu.

All the attacks and deaths today are just to cover Moro's actions. The assassination of a peak level nine master will be unstoppable.

Li Han roared and ran, crossed the moat, kicked hard under his feet and flew up. When the upward momentum was about to end, the chain hammer in his hand suddenly swung out, and the hammer was heavily hammered on the city wall. The stones covering the wall were immediately sunk into the sky. With this force, he once again soared into the sky. The soldiers on the city naturally saw him with a fierce momentum, and countless feather arrows aimed at him.

The other end of the chain hammer was spinning like a windmill, knocking down the feather arrows one after another. Amid Li Han's roar, his third flight was beyond the high city wall.

A big sword slashed towards him, silently, but faster than the sound. Seeing his clothes and dressing, he was just an ordinary soldier. This is Chen Jialuo, the head of the Chen family, a level 8 peak master in the North Gate. To be continued.
Chapter completed!