Zhu Youjian: Taizu has an order! kill!

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Dong dong!"

Half an hour later.

With fierce drum beats filling the sky.

Cao Bianjiao rashly approached the 10,000 Zhu family army elites to a distance of less than 100 meters outside the city wall.

Looking at the nearby collapse on the left side of Xiangyang City Gate, the officers and soldiers of the Zhu Family Army who were arrayed to attack were all red-eyed!

Finally, I can kill the enemy and make achievements!

"The whole army obeys the order!"

"The first one to attack the city wall will be rewarded with three thousand silver coins and will be granted the title of Viscount!"

"Kill me!"

Cao Bianjiao does not have any ink marks.

Holding the black dragon gun, he pointed forward suddenly, and then shouted loudly!

Suddenly, after hearing this, countless Zhu Jiajun soldiers all around raised their heads and looked at the city wall in front of them.

The merit of getting there first!

Get an official title!

Oh shit!

The time has come to honor our ancestors!

Fuck you!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!!!"

The loud shouts of killing instantly drowned out the drumbeats.

The murderous aura that filled the sky rushed toward the defenders of Xiangyang City like a strong wind!

Let’s not even mention that the merit of getting there first is so huge!

Of all the people present, every one of them is carrying the hope of their family.

The Chu king's gang mixed up and made all the princes of the Ming Dynasty lose their lives.

And they are the only possibility for the family to make a comeback!

Military merit!

They need a lot of military exploits to exonerate the family!

Personal glory and family glory are at the same time.

Everyone felt as if they were about to burst into flames!

Zhu Youluo, who was standing at the front, rushed towards the gap with a spear in his hand, shouting to kill!

The heavy armor stomped on the ground, causing even the surrounding small stones to jump up due to the shock!

"Oh shit!"

"Hold them off!"

"Beheading a head will reward you with ten taels of silver!"

"Behead the enemy general and make him a marquis!"

On Xiangyang City.

Feeling the murderous aura coming from the front, Liu Sidao glared and responded immediately.

You're the only one who can fucking boost morale, right?

Is there no money to be the King of Chu?

Damn it, even if there is a gap in Xiangyang City, you can't hit it if you want!

After all, most of the people guarding Xiangyang City were thugs from landlords and squire families or local ruffians.

Although he was a little scared by being attacked, but inspired by the money and title, he still showed a lot of fighting power at this time!

Seeing the dozen or so people approaching, the soldiers all around raised their bows and arrows and fired when they were full!

"Oh, idiot!"

"Put on your mask and charge with your shield!"

"Yulin, follow me!"

Zhu Youluo, who was rushing at the front, looked at the arrow feathers shot from all around, and a disdainful smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and touched his waist, and a mask made of pure iron fell into his hands.

Then he put it on his face and his whole body turned into an iron pimple!

Zhu Youlin, who was following closely behind, heard this and gritted his teeth and followed suit.

Put on the mask and hold up the small shield in your left hand to block in front of you.

After a few breaths, a dense tinkling sound came from my ears.

There was also a slight impact feeling everywhere on the body.

Facing the heavily armored Zhu Jiajun, the arrow rain had almost no effect.

"Crossbowman!"

"Fire arrows to suppress!"

In the rear, Cao Bianjiao, who was supervising the battle, saw the archer on the opposite side showing his head and immediately waved his general and gave the order.

Three thousand of the 10,000 people who attacked were long-range archers.

They gathered ten meters away from the collapse, letting Arrow Feather wash their faces and remain motionless.

At this time, after receiving Cao Bianjiao's order, he took out his bow and arrows and started to fight back against the rain of arrows!

In just a few rounds, both sides had already fired seven or eight rounds each.

No one on the Zhu Jiajun side fell because of bows and arrows. On the contrary, thousands of people fell on the city wall.

In order to deal with the concentrated Zhu Jiajun, the positions of these rebels were naturally quite concentrated.

But they don't have Zhu Jiajun's powerful armor. Facing the same rain of arrows, they can only bite the bullet and use the gods to protect them.

"Kill him!"

And just when the archers from both sides were shooting passionately at each other.

Collapse location.

Zhu Youluo had already taken the lead and led dozens of people to run towards the city wall on the rocks.

He waved the spear in his hand, not afraid of the swords in front of him.

"Oh shit!"

"piss off!"

The spear was drawn and sent again, stabbing a rebel to the core.

Zhu Youlai looked at the dense crowd of rebels in front of him and threw the spear with his hand.

Suddenly the people in front of him were transformed into gourds.

Then he immediately pulled out a long mace from behind!

Although Zhu Youluo doesn't know how to use magic tricks, he doesn't need to know how to do it in this situation.

All you need to do is hit these people on the forehead with a round swing!

No, holding a long mace in his hand, Zhu Youluo just swung it violently, and there was a sound of broken bones from all around.

Even if someone moved quickly to block with a weapon, his hands were still numb from the shock!

If only that was it.

With Zhu Youluo taking the lead, all the teammates who followed behind also discarded their long weapons.

They all took out their long maces from behind and used their equipment to get close to fight!

No tactics, no coordination.

Some are just completely crushed by equipment!

"Ah! My hand!"

"Bones, the bones are broken!"

"It hurts me so much, please let me go down right now!"

"Ah ah ah, get out of here, get out of here!"

In less than a cup of tea, the mentality of the rebels responsible for defending the collapse collapsed.

Wails and screams were endless.

Some people were so frightened that they had to lift their pants and run back!

"Grass!"

"Stay steady and don't panic!"

"Use rolling logs and rocks to hit me!"

Liu Sidao, who had been supervising the battle, did not expect that the front line would collapse so quickly.

Quickly shout to the surroundings!

Damn...

What kind of army is this, with two types of weapons?

The equipment is free!

Okay, okay, your armor is thick, right?

No matter how thick it is, can it still block stones and wood?

Liu Sidao's order quickly reached the melee.

Immediately, someone began to lift the prepared stones and wood and smash them down.

For a moment, wood and stones rolled down the slope, knocking down many Zhu Jiajun soldiers.

Seeing that this was indeed effective, the rebels above were just about to cheer when they saw that the Zhu Jiajun soldiers who had been transferred down patted their butts and stood up again.

As if nothing was wrong, he came up again with his weapon raised to kill!

Depend on!

isn't it?

Can't be killed?

Not only were the rebels on the city wall dumbfounded, but Liu Sidao was also stunned.

But he soon reflected.

"Oh shit..."

"Don't use the slope to roll down, hit it vertically from both sides!"

"That's how powerful it is!"

Obviously, it is difficult for the rolling stone to have enough power at this distance.

But as long as you give up the slope and throw it vertically down from both sides, it will not be something that the armor can resist!

It is said that Liu Sidao's reaction was quite fast.

But Cao Bianjiao is not a fool.

Just as the people on the city wall were about to throw stones in another direction, three thousand crossbowmen supervising the battle not far away opened fire again.

Arrow feathers all over the sky were covering the city wall as if they were free of charge.

This is not the most desperate. The most desperate thing is that the rear camp is still using small carts to continuously replenish ammunition for these archers!

Correct!

That's right!

It’s his fucking little cart!

Have you ever seen an archer with a cart of arrows next to him?

You don’t need money, right?