The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

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"Bend down and hold on to the shield! Follow me!"

"Never raise your head!"

Boom boom boom!

Amidst the violent bombardment, Brother Zhang struggled to push away the wooden curtain that fell to the ground and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The horse road was filled with dust and fog that covered the sky. There were countless corpses lying on the ground. The raised battlements were dilapidated and no longer what they were before. Besides corpses, there were shells and broken bricks on the ground. piece.

During this period, endless artillery shells were still shooting towards this place, and the dense whistling sound was like the moaning of evil spirits, almost roaring against people's ears.

"it is good!!"

"Brother Zhang, be careful!!!"

Xiao Hu was sweating like rain, and he had already carried the bow and arrow behind his back. At this moment, he was holding up the large square iron shield with both hands, facing the eastern night at a 45-degree angle.

At that time, the sun had already set, and there was only the last dim light left in the sky.

It's five o'clock in the morning.

The artillery bombardment from outside the city has continued for an hour and a half. These artillery shells have not gradually weakened over time. On the contrary, they have become more intense.

The defenders on the Yangma Wall finally realized that something was wrong. Under such an uninterrupted offensive, even if the city wall could still block it, they would definitely be hit by stray bullets on the horse path. And this was exactly the case. In a The intensive shooting for half an hour had already caused a lot of casualties.

Although there are still soldiers and horses in Yangma City who can come up to supplement, the watchtower has been completely destroyed and the battlements are in dilapidated condition. Therefore, only wooden curtains can be used as support. Although a large number of wooden curtains have been prepared before the war, it can also be carried out. Supplementary, but they are not as good as battlements, so they will also be accompanied by a large number of casualties.

Under this situation, Shangfeng gave the order to abandon the sheep and horse wall.

At this moment, like most of the defenders, Brother Zhang is leading Xiao Hu towards the corridor. They need to get off the sheep and horse wall immediately, and then rush to the turret outside the Weng City to deal with the next step with the Shenji Camp Musketeers there. offensive.

But on the horse road with shells flying everywhere, even if you rush to the corridor, it is still a road of swords and fire.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

A lead bullet that hit the battlement fell into the wall, and several pieces of fine bricks fell to the ground. Xiao Hu, who was walking slowly, shrank his pupils and hurriedly stopped, standing on the ground helplessly.

"Don't stop!"

"Continue to go!!"

Brother Zhang, who was walking in front of him, yelled, and Xiao Hu slowed down, buried his head and followed Brother Zhang step by step and continued walking forward.

But the next moment, Brother Zhang roared again:

"Don't stretch your arms so straight! Don't you want your arms anymore?!"

Xiao Hu was at a loss. At this moment, he was holding his square shield high to prevent the cannonballs fired from outside the city from hitting his body.

"I told you to bend your arms! Don't keep the shield so far away from your body. If the cannonball hits the shield, the impact will break your straight arm!!!"

Brother Zhang turned his head and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Yes!" Xiao Hu shouted and hurriedly bent his arms, but at this moment.

There was a "bang" sound!

His eyes widened, and he watched with horror as Brother Zhang fell to the right, and then hit the wall with a "clang".

It was a cannonball that hit Brother Zhang's shield directly, and the cannonball didn't come in by grazing the battlements. It was impartial and shot from between the two battlements.

Its power was unleashed without reservation!

"Brother Zhang!!!" Xiao Hu shouted heartbreakingly.

"Keep walking..." Amidst the deafening sound of shooting, the shield covered Brother Zhang's body. He bent down and leaned on the city wall, making a quiet sound from his mouth.

Xiao Hu couldn't hear it at all, he had already rushed in front of Brother Zhang.

Brother Zhang hid his face under the shield, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and then picked up the shield again: "Keep walking!! Cough cough cough."

Amidst the roar, Brother Zhang coughed violently. The next moment, an uncontrollable urge to vomit swept over him, but Brother Zhang swallowed the liquid that came out of his throat and wiped it again. Wiping the corner of his mouth, a trace of blood on the back of his hand was wiped away on the dusty wall.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?!" Xiao Hu asked nervously.

"It's okay, let's go, kid!"

Brother Zhang took a deep breath and pushed Xiao Hu forward.

Seeing that Brother Zhang seemed to be fine, Xiao Hu breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards the corridor again.

Along the way, shells kept flying around, but none of them hit the shield directly. Seeing the corridor getting closer, Xiao Hu's eyes shone brightly.

"Brother Zhang! We're almost there!" he shouted.

But there was no reply.

Xiao Hu paused, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling in his heart, and he quickly turned his head.

Fortunately, Brother Zhang is not far behind.

"Let's go! You idiot! What are you doing here?! Do I still want you to scream?!" Brother Zhang cursed at Xiao Hu with an angry look on his face.

This angry curse made Xiao Hu exhale heavily, and he actually felt a little happy at this moment.

But the shells were still flying, and seeing that he was not far away from the corridor, he immediately strode forward, and finally when he was three or five steps away, he jumped and fell into the corridor with his shield.

When he got up from the ground, Xiao Hu gasped violently, and the feeling of the rest of his life made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Brother Zhang! Come on quickly..."

Without thinking, he turned around and shouted towards the horse path, but before he finished speaking, he saw Brother Zhang who was leaning against the city wall without moving.

He leaned on the city wall, bent over, and only half of his helmet was exposed.

Under Brother Zhang's feet, there were countless corpses lying in a mess, broken bows and arrows, half arms, broken calves, crimson blood, and a large amount of dust that was always in the air.

And - the cannonballs that never stop.

"Boom boom boom!"

Standing in the deep corridor, Xiao Hu realized how loud the shelling outside was. He also saw more clearly what kind of bombardment the sheep and horses wall was undergoing, and how many people died.

It was really lucky that he could reach the corridor smoothly.

"Brother Zhang!!!"

Xiao Hu didn't hesitate much. After seeing Brother Zhang leaning on the city wall, he picked up his shield and rushed out.

But as soon as he took two steps out, he saw Brother Zhang suddenly raised his head, holding a shield and running towards the corridor. A furious curse broke out on his ferocious face:

"Fuck you, why don't you go in!"

Brother Zhang bent over, his whole body hidden under the shield, and rushed forward with three steps and two steps. Xiao Hu immediately turned around and ran back to the corridor.

then.

There was a "clang" sound.

Brother Zhang jumped into the corridor, and his shield even flew away. Xiao Hu caught him, which prevented him from rolling down the corridor.

"Are you okay, Brother Zhang!" Xiao Hu's heart was beating, with an excited look on his face.

"It's okay! Let's go to the turret, you go ahead!" Brother Zhang replied in a muffled voice.

Xiao Hu nodded and immediately ran forward. Brother Zhang who was following behind him stretched out his hand to touch his left abdomen, then spat towards the corridor behind him and walked down while holding on to the wall.

The voice just fell.

"Woo!!!"

Although the sound of the cannon was loud, the more penetrating sound of the horn seemed to pierce the sky.

The afterglow of the setting sun completely disappeared, replaced by the pale night.

Under the dark sky.

Hundreds of chariots were running forward, dragged by the horses. The chariots were burning with blazing flames. Hundreds of flaming chariots were heading towards the sheep and horse wall.