Beiyang new warlord

With a muffled promise, the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing with fear and tension, holding a simple two-handed knife, Geng Gengbo still rushed down the mountain viciously like a mad tiger.

It was a short street, but it seemed as if he had escaped for a century. Fighting and being killed were everywhere around him. The narrow upper city gate was crowded with fleeing crowd. Seeing Mao Xingjian returned to the inner city, she threw him into the snowdrift all at once, and she also supported her knees and bent over, panting violently.

The cold snow finally made Mao Xingjian, whose mind had been blank all the time, come back to his senses. With a loud cry, he also seemed to be crazy, and rushed to the city wall to look down. What caught his eyes was the outer city. In a sea of ​​flames, at the far end of the line of sight, a woman with a child in her arms fled into the house in horror, and slammed the door tightly, followed by a few men from an unknown tribe who slammed the door fiercely, and after a while, they carried a big one The heads of the two young men, full of fear, came out.

"Let me in!!!"

In a trance, another familiar cry sounded in front of him. Holding the bloody simple knife, Geng Gengbo panted and ran to the gate of the city. Behind him were hundreds of Indians of the six tribes roaring like beasts. But in front of his eyes, the sailors and strong men who entered the city gritted their teeth and roared, pushing the heavy city gate and closing it, shutting all the immigrants and Geng Geng neck outside the city.

"Do not!!!"

A shrill cry of a woman sounded beside him, Mao Xingjian turned his head abruptly again, but it was a woman with a big belly stretching out her hand to the city in despair.

Originally full of fear and despair, but listening to the woman's cry, Geng Geng's neck shook, and the generous and rough old face squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, waved at her lightly, and immediately dragged He began to cut out the simple sawtooth knife in his hand, and then fiercely rushed to the Indian who was climbing up to the top of the mountain to chop and chop. While chopping wildly, he also yelled like a madman.

"Come on! Barbarian, let's have two tricks with Grandpa!"

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Gasping for breath, Mao Xingjian once again sat firmly behind the wooden crenel, not daring to look at the scene of the massacre below, nor listening to the desperate cry of the woman, until he didn't know how long, his collar Being jerked up by a pair of small hands, her face was pressed against her face, Han Xiaomo shouted anxiously and angrily.

"Big nephew, cheer up! What to do now!!! Make up your mind!!!"

Finally, in the midst of the roar, Mao Xingjian came to his senses again, turned his face away, and saw the faces of Nangong Bingwen, Shangguan Meng, Han Xiaomo and the others covered with sweat, tense and frightened.

I am the prince! I am the leader of Snake City!!!

Taking a few sharp breaths and forcing his head to calm down, Mao Xingjian probed down the inner city again. The large group of immigrants who had just escaped here had all turned into cold corpses, and Geng Gengbo's figure had even disappeared into the snow. The outer city built on the hillside is full of crackling and burning sounds. It has been occupied by an unknown number of Indians, and occasionally you can hear shouting and fighting breaking in. On the edge of the city wall, The sailors and townspeople kept shooting, but temporarily repelled the Indians next to them.

Rubbing the sweat on his forehead, a stream of ferociousness was temporarily placed on Mao Xingjian's handsome noble face, pointing at the burning outer city, he shouted impatiently.

"Gather all the men together, bring out the wine, and tear down the wood! Gu knows how to make a trebuchet! Throw down the wine, and burn all the houses and food stores below! It's cold, these barbarians support Before long, there will be no food! They will all freeze to death!"

Since the incident happened, Mao Xingjian finally shouted out a useful order, and a large group of people finally found their backbone and dispersed with a whimper.

There is really nothing lacking here. In less than a moment, the large wooden pole used to remove the beams was firmly nailed to the ground. The Qishaopao that killed the Mongolian Khan in Diaoyu City was simply built. A barrel of wine was placed on the long side of the leaky net, and a dozen ropes were tied to the short end. I came up in person, rolled up my sleeves, and dragged away with the other Snake City men grabbing the rope and gritting their teeth.

But before the wine barrel was thrown out, a huge stone the size of a stool was thrown in first with a whistling sound. With the sound of crackling, half of the house next to it collapsed suddenly, and a dozen people were caught off guard and screamed and were buried. In the ruins.

How can it be?

Throwing the cannon, Mao Xingjian ran up the city wall again in disbelief, and held up the binoculars. In the next second, he felt the blood all over his body pouring into his brain, and his face turned blood red instantly.

At the foot of the mountain, the taming bulls of the Sioux tribe moaned and pulled the same dozen or so identical seven-tip gun ox carts, and slowly stepped into the battlefield. The one standing at the front of the ox cart, wearing a long robe and scarf, was it Su Yu or who?

"why!!!"

His fist slammed on the rough wood, Mao Xingjian's eyes were red with blood, and he roared mournfully as if it wasn't a human voice.

His three years of hard work, all his beliefs and spirit, with the appearance of this person, was instantly smashed to pieces by the waves like a sandcastle on the beach!

"Prince!"

He also ran up the city wall in a panic. Nangong Bingwen wanted to help him in a panic, but was pushed away by Mao Xingjian weakly.

"Get ready to break through!"

Chapter 812. The Tragedy of the Prince

The sharp piercing sound roared towards the Snake City on the hillside, and the heavy boulder smashed hard on the wooden city wall. Amid the muffled creaking sound, the wooden prongs buried in the ground shook The hard foundation was dug out, and fell to the ground with a groan, and even more hit the double-storey wooden building in the city, which is proud of the people of Snake City. Under the sound of breaking, the delicate wooden building fell apart, and the sawdust was covered with snowflakes. , Splashing around like falling cherry blossoms.

From the time Su Yu showed up at the bottom of Snake City with an ox cart, Snake City, which lasted for two years, had already announced that it had entered the countdown to its fate. Even without these trebuchets, Mao Xingjian was asking for trouble. With the cultivation of six tribes and the food support of the Su people, these Indians who have been struggling in the ice and snow for thousands of years have enough time to kill themselves.

Now, the problem that Snake City needs to solve is how to escape more people alive!The Indians are so primitive that they don't even have the concept of human rights. Just like the last Snake River War, if it wasn't for Han Xiaomo's witchcraft to control the males through castration, the six captured prisoners of war might have been killed long ago In order to sacrifice to the gods, now it is the turn of Daming to immigrate, and they are also not merciful at all.

Stones flew over the head one by one, and most of the surviving men in the Snake City also bowed their heads and huddled under this city gate. The ancestral knife, the Koryo swordsman put on the bamboo hat, lowered his body, and the rest of the ordinary tent also took out sickles, shovels, axes, whatever, and squatted here gloomyly.

These people include gray-haired old men, children who are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and even some old women, women are also holding kitchen knives and rolling pins, Mao Xingjian does not force them, and these people are not all brave and fearless. , Some even had their teeth trembling violently, some peed their pants listening to the boulder falling, some cried unceasingly, but no one escaped.

Bastards like Terrierneck have reasons to die for, and they also have all kinds of things they can't let go of.

This last righteousness may be the only meaningful thing created by Mao Xingjian in this new continent!

Mao Xingjian tore off the two big sleeves of the big prince's python robe, and he threw the crown on his head where he didn't know. He was holding his Shangfang sword in his hand, trembling like nervously, but he Also standing at the front of the crowd, followed closely behind him, Han Xiaomo held the bow in her little hand, the knuckles were already blue and white.

Amidst the loud bang, another big stone smashed hard on the wooden city wall. Finally, amidst the creaking sound, several pieces of wood could not bear the blow of the huge force, and collapsed to the ground. Finally, the large piece The gap was revealed, and in the fierce flames, the face of the Indian on the opposite side finally came into view clearly.

Bending the bow to the sky, Han Xiaomo's arrow shot towards the sky. With a bang, the colorful fireworks tied to the arrow exploded in mid-air. The flickering fireworks only stayed on the face for a moment, but it was enough to ignite people's hearts. Complete madness, maybe the two sides uttered the sound of howling wolves at the same time, the guns in hand, bows and arrows and muskets hugged each other fiercely like raindrops, and the crowds in the front rows of the two sides also fell down like dominoes, and the gunfire was fierce Even in the narrow aisle, bullets and javelins collided violently, bursting out fierce sparks.

Immediately afterwards, the men burst out with all their anger and blood, cruel and passionate melee combat, separated by collapsed wooden piles, sharp bayonets, strong wooden spears, metal and wood collided in mid-air.

For the time being, the Sea Lion Snake City immigrants have the upper hand, because of this kind of close hand-to-hand combat, the black pearl sailors who assassinate thousands of times a day are almost easy to catch, block a hole, come up and die one by one, and the sharp bayonet pierces one by one, as strong as a bison The Indian men also fell limply to the ground. In a short period of time, the corpses assassinated by them almost didn't gamble on the gap.

But the advantage of the Indians is that there are too many people!Amidst the creaking and moaning of the wood, the people outside were dragging along with the buffalo, and another piece of wooden wall collapsed. Holding a wooden spear, I don’t know which part of the warrior clapped his mouth excitedly with one hand. Ou Ou shouted and rushed up, this time it was Japanese samurai who faced them.

Before they could react, the island warriors, who were much shorter, took turns and slashed into the crowd fiercely. The sharp samurai swords are not powerful against heavy armored infantry, but they can deal with such A unit with light armor or no armor is like a butcher entering a slaughterhouse. Every dwarf seems to have turned into a slough, and a samurai sword just slashes forward. natives were cut down.

But at this moment, the third wooden wall was dragged and collapsed...

This battle was doomed to lose from the very beginning. With a mere 2000 troops against the endless number of natives, even if they were covered in iron, how many catties of nails could they hit in the stove?Unknowingly, the wooden walls became riddled with holes, and the remaining soldiers, or men, were pushed to the residential area, making the last desperate struggle.

Mao Xingjian was also red-eyed at this time.

With a puffing sound, the jagged samurai sword cut into half of the body again, but the owner of the knife was already exhausted. The spear directly pierced his short body and nailed him to the wall. The distance between the houses was so narrow that before the successful Apache warrior grinned and pulled out the stone knife to cut off the head, the next second , the sword light in his eyes came into his eyes.

After the rapid sword rain, the three Indian warriors all fell into a pool of blood, and Mao Xingjian, who won the victory with the quick sword, was panting violently.

With his physical strength and martial arts, he, a senior scholar, is not even as good as an old farmer. He fights so far and relies on his equipment. But at this time, the guards around him have already been exhausted, and he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him , full of fear, raised his sword and turned around his head.

This time, it was Han Xiaomo and Dongfang Meng who rushed up. Han Xiaomo lost the bow at some point, and the hand holding the dagger was trembling. There were several hideous bloodstains on his body, while Dongfang Meng was even more miserable. , A throwing spear pierced through his stomach, piercing the man who was born in Shaanxi.

All three of them were panting like cows.

But before he could reveal a hint of joy, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded from behind him again. With an expression on his face, he turned back and raised the command knife that was also cut into jagged teeth, and Dongfang screamed fiercely.

"Miss Han, take the prince and leave quickly! Stop them under the bid!"

"I won't go! Everything today is because of and, just let me die here, you go!"

Raising his sword forward, Mao Xingjian also panted and pushed forward, but this time, his collar was slammed. For the first time, the eyes of the captain of the guard who respected him were like Like a blood cow.

"Prince, destroy the army and kill the general. When the general dies, the army will be destroyed! Didn't His Majesty teach you this truth? If you die, who will avenge us? Go! Go quickly!"

Holding him by the collar, Dongfang threw him backwards in a daze. Then, roaring like a wild beast, he charged at the Indians at the entrance of the alley. On the other side, he took him by the hand, and Han Xiaomo kicked and beat him. After knocking down the debris piled up in the alley, Mao Xingjian ran out quickly while dragging Mao Xingjian. Hearing the fighting and screaming behind him, Mao Xingjian stretched out his hand angrily and desperately.

"Do not!!!"

After being dragged out of the alley in one breath, Mao Xingjian finally shook off Han Xiaomo's hand, and pushed her aside angrily. arm, while screaming frantically.