On the inside of the city gate, the martial arts masters were really powerful. They rushed to the city gate with countless Song soldiers.

But then they were stunned.

Because no matter how hard they tried to cut the chains that tied the city gate, there were no traces on the chains.

Some even rolled up the blade in their hands, staring at their eyes, and looked incredible.

Damn, is this the legendary thousand-year-old cold iron?

Could it be that the Song army really has such a treasure and is used to defend the city? It is so fucking wasteful.

However, the soldiers of the Song army didn't care about this and rushed to the city, quickly obscuring these martial arts masters in black.

For a moment, no matter how strong these martial arts masters were, they were still a little numb.

Even if you have the skills of having fun and free money, the place is not very spacious, so I am afraid that there will be no ritual of being spared.

Outside the city gate, Yuan soldiers kept hitting the city gate with siege cars, and iron chains jingled.

Only by breaking the city gate can there be hope. To open the situation from the city wall, even if there is 90,000 troops, it is difficult to achieve it.

I didn't see the Yuan soldiers who had just climbed to the city, and were soon destroyed by the Song army's crowd.

In this era, technology is scarce, so it is too difficult to break the city. Sometimes, dozens of times the strength of the defenders are unable to break the city easily.

Zhao Da and Zhao Hu both had wide eyes, making them look even more ferocious, "Groups 11 to 20! Throw thunder!"

There were fires rising under the city wall again.

In each ball of fire, countless Yuan troops were blown to the point of blood.

At this time, the Ertong drum sounded again in the Yuan army.

Even though the fighter plane changed instantly, seeing that there was no movement at the city gate, Ali Hague's face became extremely ugly again.

Until now, the Yuan army has suffered a lot of losses. If he cannot break the city this time, then there is really only one way to retreat.

Wen Tianxiang also led his soldiers to hurry from the government office to the city wall.

As soon as he stepped onto the city wall, soldiers hurried to him and choked and said, "Military Order, General Zou...he can't do it anymore."

Wen Tianxiang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Take me there quickly."

While shuttled through the city walls, he still shouted: "Stop them! Block them!"

All the city is in chaos.

In just a few minutes, Wen Tianxiang ran to Zou. At this time, Zou had already closed his eyes forever.

Until his death, he kept kneeling in the city, his head hanging down, as if he was apologizing.

"brother!"

Tears flowed out from Wen Tianxiang's eyes, and he kept Zou's body and cried bitterly.

There were only a few brothers who followed him to pull up the rebel army. Now, even Zou is gone.

These are brothers and sisters who live and die countless times!

Since the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zou Shi has sacrificed his life to save Wen Tianxiang's life many times. In Wen Tianxiang's heart, he is even more important than his family.

Seeing this, the soldiers next to him couldn't help crying in a low voice.

In recent years, they have been running around with Wen Tianxiang, and they have suffered so much. Everyone's hearts are filled with sorrow and bitterness.

The Xingguo Army is known to everyone in the world, but only they themselves know the hardships and hardships.

But they don't regret it.

There is only sorrow in their hearts.

"kill!"

Suddenly, Wen Tianxiang let go of Zou Jue, stood up, and rushed towards the edge of the city wall.

The mother and eldest son died tragically, and now the brothers died on the city wall, the Confucian general finally got angry.

The soldiers around were surprised. They had never seen Wen Tianxiang look so angry, but soon they were full of morale. They ran to the side of the wall and picked up the stone and smashed it down.

The blood debt can only be paid with blood.

There were soldiers on both sides constantly losing money, and the battle soon fell into a fierce heat.

Although the city gate was tied up by many iron chains, the martial arts masters could not bear it after all the impact of the siege cars.

All I heard was a roar and the city wall was still knocked open by the Yuan army.

Countless cheers sounded from the Yuan army.

But then, several flames spurted out from the city gate, which made their cheers turn into screams.

More than a dozen Yuan soldiers were ignited by fire, struggling violently, screaming heart-wrenchingly, and tragically.

Some of them struggled to jump into the moat, the flames went out, but the whole person sank into the water, and there was no sound.

Some martial arts masters rushed out of the city gate and soon hid in the Yuan army formation.

Their mission has been completed, so of course they are unwilling to stay here to fight again.

Zhao Da and Zhao Hu were on the top of the city, still shouting: "Two-one to thirty groups..."

"Come with me!"

However, Zhao Dongting noticed that the Yuan army was surging towards the city gate. He knew that there must be something at the city gate. He interrupted them and ran towards the city gate first.

Zhao Da, Zhao Hu's voice stopped abruptly, and he hurriedly followed with the soldiers of the Feilong Army.

When he arrived at the city gate, Zhao Dongting saw the Yuan army rushing into the city, his eyes widened and shouted: "Thunder! Throw it all for me!"

When the soldiers of the Feilong Army heard the emperor's order, they pulled the lead and threw down all the thunders.

The moment followed, it seemed as if the entire city wall was about to shake.

The shatters of the explosion even flew to the top of the city.

The fire surged into the sky.

When the explosion stopped, the Yuan army, which was originally densely packed under the city, could not even see the standing ones.

The dozens of meters in front of the city gate turned into a vacuum area at this moment, with only the remains of corpses and countless pits remaining.

These are hundreds of thunders!

The Yuan army soldiers who were still rushing to the city gate were shocked and couldn't help but retreat back.

This is too scary.

I'm afraid there were nearly two thousand soldiers who turned into ashes in the explosion just now.

No matter how the Yuan army commanders shouted, the soldiers stopped and were really scared.

The Yuan army's originally surging siege was stopped by these hundreds of thunders.

Only a few hundred people rushed into the city gate and were soon killed by the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty on the spot. Blood flowed all over the ground, and corpses were everywhere.

In fact, by this time, it would be difficult for the Yuan army to break the city again.

But Ali Hague is unwilling to give up.

He was also shocked by the blast of explosions, but after coming to his senses, he still shouted: "Beat the drum! Beat the drum!"

This is the third drum.

The so-called "one drum will be used to extinguish again and then decline after three times". If the drum cannot take down the city gate, then the Yuan army will be defeated.

Ali Hague holds the last hope in his heart.

The drum sounded so desolate at this moment.

The Song army on the city also suffered a lot of losses, but they all gritted their teeth, with the momentum of despairing together.

It was so shameful that the Yuan army attacked the city at night.

After several waves of drums, the soldiers of the Yuan army finally endured the fear in their hearts and rushed towards the city gate again.

But this wave of offensive is obviously no longer as fierce as before.

There were countless soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty surrounded the city gates, with bows and arrows fired, and the turbulent oil cabinets spitting out flames, and soon repelled the Yuan army.

A scout in the Yuan army hurriedly reported the urgent military situation to Ali Hague.

Ali Hague's face turned gray.

More than ten minutes later, the city gate was still firmly controlled by the Song army.

He had no hope in his heart, his spirit fell a lot, and he sighed, "Jing Jin..."

At this moment, even he had to admit that it was a complete failure and a crushing defeat.

The city had long been reduced to meat grinders, and the soldiers of the Yuan army had long been determined to retreat. When they heard the sound of gold, they rushed to the back.

On the city wall, the cheers of the Song soldiers suddenly rang in the night and spread at an extremely fast speed.

Zhao Dongting quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...