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As soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden commotion, and those turbid eyes stared closely at Mencius' book.

They have panic, fear, numbness, and longing.

Some people burst into tears and moved their lips, while some people yelled and cursed.

But in the end it all turned into crying.

Meng Zishu's heart felt like he was hit hard by something. He tilted his head and looked at the people of Dali Kingdom shouting outside the city with red eyes.

He gritted his teeth and finally made no move. He just said loudly: "Where is Da Zhou's son!"

When his voice fell, the rest of the people all said in unison: "Yes!"

He snapped: "Let me fight these beasts!"

Mencius took out his hammer and stood on the tower.

His back looked a bit desolate. He lowered his head and looked at the weapon in his hand. A wry smile appeared on his face: "Old man, I'm afraid I'm doomed this time."

He has been in Yicheng for so many years, and no one knows that he is actually very good at playing with a hammer.

Those who met him only knew him with a sword.

Only his close friends know how good he is with the hammer.

The reason why Mencius changed his name to sword is very simple, because he was handsome and not as strong as other martial arts practitioners.

Every time I take out the hammer, I am always laughed at.

So he gradually switched to using the sword.

At this time, he picked up the hammer again and looked at the city with cold eyes.

After today, he probably won't survive, so why should he be afraid of being laughed at? If he can kill one more person, that's one person.

There are not many troops left in Yicheng, only three hundred people.

When Mencius opened the city gate, there was no fear on the faces of those people.

He turned around and took a look. These soldiers were big and small.

The eldest is already over forty, and the youngest is only twelve years old.

This kind of military strength is completely insufficient in front of Dali Kingdom.

But what can be done? Mencius said they could not retreat, they had to guard the helpless people in the city.

If they take a step back, then those people will either be tortured and killed by these barbarians, or they will become their food rations.

He held the hammer tightly and flew forward to knock down a Hu soldier.

The rest of the group followed closely behind him.

Hu's manpower was as strong as that of a bull, and Mencius was ready to die in a situation where he was bound to lose.

The people around him fell one after another. Only a hundred of the three hundred people were still standing.

The scimitar stabbed into the abdomen of the man beside Meng Zishu. With his eyes almost split, he raised his hand and hit the barbarian with a hammer.

The barbarian was knocked away and blood splashed on Meng Zishu's face. He supported a veteran beside him.

Meng Zishu's eyes were splashed with blood and turned crimson. He shouted loudly: "Old Ning!"

Lao Ning is already forty-five years old and should have been retiring at home.

His grandsons were already old, but he insisted on taking part in this battle. He said: "If I don't come, the barbarians will come in, and my sons, daughters-in-law, and grandsons and grandsons' wives will be tortured and killed by them."

"Although I am old, I was very powerful when I was young."

"Xiao Meng, let me show you how powerful I am."

Lao Ning opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "It's okay, I'm okay."

The blood was flowing from his abdomen. Meng Zishu tried hard to hold him down, but the bleeding could not be stopped at all.

He struggled to get up, but couldn't get up after a long while. He could only open his mouth and gasp for breath: "I can't get up, I can't get up."

"Xiao Meng, you are no longer useful as you get older."

"If, if there is a chance, you can help me take care of my children."

Meng Zishu's eyes were red but he couldn't hold back a single tear.

He nodded repeatedly, then shook his head: "I don't want it, Lao Meng, you can take care of your family by yourself!"

"I'm not married yet, how can I have time to take care of your family."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shout rang out: "Colonel Meng, be careful!"

He turned around in panic, a trail of blood was sprinkled on him, and a small figure slowly fell from behind him.

Meng Zishu's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted: "I'm going to kill you!"

He put Lao Yu down and held the hammer, one blow after another!

With every swing, a Hu soldier will fall.

But that's all.

No matter how powerful he is, there is nothing he can do against so many people.

He pounded the ground with a sledgehammer, breathing heavily.

Blood dripped down his fingertips.

Someone beside him said anxiously: "Sir, let's go back first."

"There are too many barbarians here. It will be useless even if we all die."

"Wait a little longer, maybe reinforcements will come."

After speaking, he held Meng Zishu in his hands and wanted to step back.

He shouted: "Back off!"

There were only a few dozen people left who could still move. They were all wounded and looked extremely embarrassed, approaching the city gate.

The barbarians were not in a hurry and followed them slowly.

When they were about to retreat to the city gate, the barbarians suddenly accelerated their speed. Meng Zishu's expression changed drastically. These people wanted to rush into the city directly!

Mencius shouted: "Close the city gate quickly!"

The soldiers at the city gate hesitated because Mencius had not entered yet.

Mencius was so anxious that he shouted: "Close the city gate immediately, this is an order!"

The soldier at the city gate no longer hesitated, and shouted loudly with a trembling voice: "Close the city gate!"

It was originally open a crack to wait for Mencius to write to them, but it was slowly closing at this time.

When they were about to approach, the barbarians also arrived, and the city gate was almost closed.

The city is now safe, but Meng Zishu and the others have no way of surviving anymore.

They were surrounded by barbarians.

The soldier who was supporting Mencius was young and green, only sixteen years old. There was a large wound on his chest, and the clothes on his chest were soaked with blood, but he didn't even notice it.

He just had a white face with fear written all over it.

There is no one who is not afraid of death.

The Hu general said in broken Chinese: "Since you choose to die, I, the general, will help you."

"When you come, leave the young ones behind, their meat will be fresh and tender."

"If you're old enough, just chop it into pieces and feed it to our war horses."

He threw his head back and laughed, with a strong body and a proud face as he rode on the horse.

He spoke casually, as if Mencius had written that they were just a group of animals.

Meng Zishu protected the others behind him and cursed fiercely: "Zha Sui, I will fight with you today."

The Hu general looked at Mencius with a sneer: "Are you the only one in Zhou Dynasty?"

"If you have some backbone, save your life first. After I break the city, you can watch how I enjoy your women and children!"

"We'll see if you're still like you are now."

His eyebrows were raised slightly, and he held the riding whip in his hand and shouted loudly: "The rest of you are ready! Attack the city!"

As soon as his voice fell, except for the barbarians who surrounded Meng Zishu and others, everyone else rushed towards the city gate.

They brought tools for climbing the city gate, and their eagle claws were firmly attached to the city wall.