The smoke was bursting, and everything around seemed to have returned to calm. Yue Ling'er was now deaf in her ears, and a buzzing sound in her head. A trace of blood flowed down from her forehead, gradually fascinating her eyes. Yue Ling'er didn't know whether the blood was her own or the officer and soldier just now. She couldn't feel any pain all over her body, and she was a little numb. Looking at the Hongshanzhai masters who fell to the ground, she felt an indescribable sadness. If she had taken action earlier, she wouldn't have let these people die. Look at the city wall next to her, it was still standing firmly, and the closed city gate was still as intact as before. She then breathed a sigh of relief. The death of these people was still worth it.

Just now, the officer and soldier ignited these saltpeters when they were two or three feet away from the city wall. The power of the explosives at that time was limited. If they were lit under the city wall of Xicheng, even if they could not explode a hole, the entire city gate could burn. Unfortunately, they were discovered by Yue Ling'er and others and had to detonate in advance, so they naturally did not achieve the ideal effect. They just gave this battle an appetizer.

As the earth trembled, Yue Ling'er's ears gradually began to recover. Looking at the refugees fleeing around, she was powerless now. She was understandable for the officers and soldiers to close the city gate. After all, the lives of the people in this city were in the hands of these officers and soldiers, and the overall situation was the most important. Thinking that most of the people in the Red Shanzhai had retreated into the city, she was confident and looked at the heavy cavalry of the Western Yi who were rushing over, without any fear on her face.

She picked up the daggered sword next to her and was about to kill the Western cavalry. At this moment, a hanging ladder suddenly fell from behind her. Before Yue Ling'er could figure out what was going on, a familiar figure poked out and said playfully on her face: "Boss Yue, you're doing a pretty job, come up quickly, if you're a little later, you'll be really going to be made by these bastards."

The man was Wu San who returned to Xicheng. In recent days, he helped Lord Zhou rectify his defense. The boy was indeed a talent taught by Wu Yonglin. All kinds of defenses were not airtight. How to resist the siege of these cruel people was already in mind. It had Wu Yonglin's style, which made Zhou Xun very happy.

Yue Ling'er had just climbed up the hanging ladder, and a rain of arrows like a locust roared over, which scared her so much that she was scared. This war was really not a joke. Her few moves were indeed not enough. If it weren't for Wu San, she would have turned into a hornet's nest.

Zhou Xun saw the beauty standing with those serving people on the city wall. He felt familiar at that time. Now he saw that it was Yue Ling'er who had dealt with him several times. He wanted to do it, but thought that if she hadn't just taken action, his city would have been broken long ago. In the face of national hatred, personal grievances are not worth mentioning. Now that the Westerners are at the city, they should be united in the same hatred. Their ties with her can only be forgotten after autumn.

The Westerners saw that this strategy to break the city had not achieved any effect, and this car of saltpeter was seized in the previous few battles, and it took a lot of trouble. If they wanted to get this car again, it would probably take ten days and half a month later. Thinking about these so-called strange tricks, they are indeed useless. At this critical moment, they still have to use their old background.

The heavy cavalry charging forward suddenly stopped and spread out to both sides in a neat step. In the middle, a team of vine armored soldiers carrying cloud ladders rushed towards the walls of Xicheng. Just after the vine armored soldiers passed, a group of archers of thousands of people were added behind them. The feathered arrows were in their hands, and they were full of bows. Let go, pull the bow again, and let go. The sharp arrows shot towards the top of Xicheng with the wind.

At this time, everyone was blocking a wooden board in front of them. Listening to the sound of the arrows on it, a strange smile appeared on everyone's faces.

The vine-armored soldiers carrying cloud ladders saw the Wei Chao people who had almost no resistance on the top of the city and had already smiled happily. After beating here, they could enjoy the taste of a little lady tonight, and their steps were faster.

When the vine armored soldiers rushed to the city wall, there was no river water at the moat at the foot of the city wall. Some black and mud-like sticky objects flowed out from some small holes in the corner of the wall. Although it was difficult to move under their feet, it did not affect their progress at all. As the battlements were mounted on the ladders, the Western Yi Qi armored soldiers took off their leather boots, held the scimitar in a hurry, and climbed up with strange screams.

At that time, door panels with arrows were thrown down from the city, and the door panel was ignited. As the trend fell, a group of Western barbarians directly killed. Then, a frame of caltrops fell like rain. Before the group of vine armored soldiers understood what was going on, the sticky things in the moat under their feet were ignited when they encountered fire. The Western barbarians wearing vine armored soldiers were burned in the moat. The scene was very scary. The vine armored soldiers behind were blocked by the fire and could not enter for rescue at all. They could only see those people being burned to death. The vine armored soldiers who had finally rushed to the city, but before they could show their might, they had already been stabbed down by a spear, directly hitting the Western barbarians who were still fleeing under the city, and smashed into a pool of meat mud.

The Western soldiers who had just climbed up the ladder of the city wall from the moat were barefoot at this time. Seeing that there was no way ahead, they retreated in panic. Before they could come back to their senses, they felt a pain in their feet. The caltrops that had just been sprinkled made them suffer. The people were still thinking about how to pull the caltrops out of the soles of their feet, and a rain of arrows fell from the city wall. After a while, these people died.

The officers and soldiers of Xicheng were beating the water dog and venting the hatred in their hearts under the city wall, and shot sharp arrows into the struggling Western soldiers. The Western archers in the distance saw the black smoke rolling in front of them, afraid of hurting their own people, so they had already stopped the rain of arrows. Listening to the extremely bitter howling, the arrogant soldiers had already lost their initial momentum, and everyone showed a strange look on their faces.

When Tuoba Wuzong heard the news that made him very embarrassed and angry: most of the more than 5,000 vine armored soldiers who were siegeing the city were killed or injured, and many people were still missing. They immediately became furious, and those battles in the past were not as cowardly as this time. Li Meng, the political affairs officer of the branch (similar to the role of the chief of staff), was called to the tent to ask.

"Who is the guardian of Xicheng?" Tuoba Wuzong asked fiercely.

"I heard... it's a... Qian Zheng, named Zhou... Xun..." Li Meng replied timidly. The Fan Band and the Wei Dynasty were exactly the opposite. Those weak people had much lower status in the Western Bible than those of the military. Many times, the so-called political affairs of the branch were just a decoration. Some generals disliked those who might find a reason to make them act as the front line and die directly in the formation. Li Meng knew that Tuoba Wuzong suffered this defeat this time and was likely to vent all this with him, so he was even more panicked and didn't know what to do.

"You are so brave that you dare to kill the enemy in front of the formation, which is simply a shame for us Westerners." Tuoba Wuzong looked contemptuous of him, but now he really couldn't think of any way. Master Hu was dozens of miles away. When he arrived, his handsome seal would probably be a different person.

"Do you have any strategy to defeat the enemy?"

"We might as well attack Xingye and catch them off guard."

"Very good, very good." Tuoba Wuzong praised this person for some of his plans. He usually underestimated Li Meng.

After the officers and soldiers of Xicheng looked at the Western Yi soldiers who were coming, there were thunderous shouts on the city walls, and the people even beat drums and drums, and they brought warm pancakes and eggs to these warriors who fought desperately. Some wealthy families even brought fine wine and meat to comfort these bloody men. For a moment, the breath of victory infected the officers and soldiers and the people in Xicheng.

Today's battle was extremely happy. Zhou Xun and Yue Ling'er gave Wu Sandu a look of praise. Wu San touched his head embarrassedly and revealed the truth: "These shopkeepers had already prepared before going to Fanbang. I just did what he told me."

"What a pity this smart person."

"I am still alive, why are you cursing me in broad daylight? If I hadn't seen how many times you had in war, I would have been rude to you."

"Don't the girl know yet?"

"What do you know?"

Wu San glared at Zhou Xun with his eyes, and Zhou Xun stopped talking. When Yue Ling'er saw the two of them stammering, she knew that they had something to hide from him, so she hurried down the city wall and ran into the city.

"This big brother, do you know how to get to Xifenglou?"

"Are you blind as you have such a big sign in front?"

Yue Ling'er has arrived nearby, but she is still asking a passerby, "Oh, I don't know how many shames I will lose or mislead in the future."

Stepping into the Xifeng Tower that I have lived in the future, Yue Ling'er felt very familiar, very warm and comfortable. She had the illusion of returning home. Looking at everything in front of her, she had the urge to cry. Wu Yonglin designed the house in Hongshan Village in the past according to the style here, so she looked familiar.

She stared at everything around her without looking at the familiar back, and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

"Are you back? Are the officers and soldiers in the city happy to eat? Second treasure, we can start eating." A beautiful woman, wearing an apron, holding a dish in her hand, and was unable to take action to lift the curtain, squeezed out from the crack of the curtain with her plump limbs. She smiled when she saw Yue Ling'er.

When Yue Ling'er saw Song Ningxue, she was already excited to pounce on her. She could still see the people she had once known each other in this chaotic world. This was a great gift from God to them. She smiled and eliminated her grudges and everything was left unspeakable.

Song Ningxue brought a basin of clear water, which allowed Yue Ling'er to wash away the dust and blood. The originally pretty person finally showed her original vitality and beauty vividly.

Looking at Yue Ling'er who was eating voraciously, Song Ningxue felt indescribable joy. Hey, it was still that little girl. If they hadn't had everything this year, could they meet old friends like today?

"What about the one named Wu? Where did you go to fool around again? Have you fallen in love with a daughter from which family?"

"If this is true, would you care about this?"

"He dares? If he really dares to do this, I will have to catch him back."

"Be a man who suppresses the village?"

"Sister Song, don't do this, where are others?" Yue Ling'er's shy look even more seductive.

"Aren't I waiting for him to come back? Do you don't care about his ridiculous past?"

"I like his present and future, which I can foresee, so why should I be resentful about his past?"

"Then let's wait for him to come back together." Song Ningxue looked at the thick smoke on the edge of the city quietly. She was not sure if she could wait for the slut to come back. The Westerners' army was pressing in this time. She had no idea how long the city could last.

"You guys are all weird talking. Didn't the one named Wu have already returned to you?"

"Don't you know yet? Wu Yonglin was seriously injured by Tuoba Wuzong of the Western Yi. His whereabouts are unknown and his life and death are uncertain."

"Ah..." Yue Ling heard the bad news and vomited out all the things he had just eaten. Tears continued on her face, and finally she vomited sour water, and she murmured: "This is impossible. How could such a smart person be so wise? You all lied to me."

"I was like you at the beginning and didn't believe that all this was true, but in the end I survived. We should always leave some hope for ourselves, right?"

Yue Ling'er had already lay in Song Ningxue's arms and cried loudly. The sound scared Erbao who came back from delivering the meal. Could this woman be the person the shopkeeper had been waiting for? Alas, why did God always like to make fun of lovers? This one disappeared, but the other one came back. Erbao stood there and lamented.

The setting sun was like snow. Under the city wall, burned corpses were smelling strangely, and the Western soldiers did not dare to help their own people collect the corpses. Today's battle had already scared these people. At this time, in the afterglow of the sunset, looking at the horror before their deaths, the generals on the city had an indescribable feeling. This is war. If the people lying there now were their own people, would those people feel sad for themselves?

When the Western Yi soldiers camped in the valley ten miles away, a team of black-clothed soldiers slowly squeezed out from the cracks in the gate of Xicheng City, dragging large sacks in their hands, holding a sharp blade in the other hand, raising the knife and slashing the heads of these dead Western Yi soldiers without hesitation, and putting these spoils into the sacks with a smile.

After the people in front did all this, another team of people came out, but their pockets were not empty. These people were much stronger than those in front. Everyone carried a bulging pocket on their shoulders and sprinkled a handful of white ash on the heads and corpses of the cut Western soldiers. Although they didn't know why Zhou Xun asked them to do this, Mr. Qian must have his reason to do this.
Chapter completed!