As time went by, the resistance above the city was getting weaker and weaker. Yang Rong and his personal guards ran around like firefighting teams, but because of the limited number of people, they could save the east wall and the west wall was lost again.

Faced with the shaky city defense, he felt helpless. In addition to the border guards and the Zhenguo Army, the local garrisons had not experienced war for a long time. In addition, the army was seriously corruption, abandoned training, and incomplete military preparations. The current local garrisons can no longer be compared with the early days of the founding of the dynasty.

What's more, the four hundred warriors he brought were actually brought in temporarily. Although he trained occasionally, his combat power was very limited.

"Sir, brothers are about to be unable to withstand it, what should I do?"

As more and more chaotic people flocked to the city, the disadvantage of insufficient number of people in the county began to emerge. Two fists could not defeat four hands. Apart from four hundred warriors, the remaining 100 yamen runners had no higher combat power than the chaotic people, and their morale was even worse.

Not to mention those temporary recruitment of Minzhuang. If the county magistrate Zhang Xian, who was supervising the war behind, had personally killed several escaped people, the Minzhuang would probably have run away now.

"Don't get lost, we still have a chance!"

Yang Rong stabbed out with a sword and stabbed a man with a big black turban who rushed over to death. Although there are many rioters rushing to the city, their main combat power is still those rioters. If these rioters can be repelled and the thief leader, the remaining rioters will be defeated without their backbone and will be able to defend the city!

As long as the city is guarded today, when the reinforcements of the court arrive, the rioters will not be able to cause great trouble.

He looked around and saw that the gaps on the city were now mainly distributed in three places, two of which were mainly black turbaned men and chaotic people as the auxiliary, firmly occupying the city's headstop and began to suppress the soldiers guarding the city.

The last gap was on Liu Feng's side. At this time, eleven thieves recruited by the system had gathered around him. Although the number was not large, these eleven thieves were extremely fierce with their strong physical fitness, like tigers entering a flock of sheep. There was almost no ability to resist on that section of the city wall. Whether it was war soldiers or yamen runners, the people who guarded the city were pale, and kept retreating, and had already reached the verge of collapse.

Yang Rong's eyes were wandering between Liu Feng and Chen Sheng. There was no way for anyone to let the three gaps in the city wall besides these two gaps in the rioters wearing leather armor. Being able to wear leather armor must be the main force of the rioters, and the thief leader is naturally among them.

"Brothers, life and death are here, follow me and kill the enemy leader!"

Yang Rong pondered for a moment, raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at Liu Feng and shouted.

Obviously, he had already determined that the bandits here in Liu Feng were the leaders of the rioters. After all, there were the most people wearing leather armor on this side, and there were only two or three people on the other side.

With Yang Rong's order, dozens of personal soldiers following him immediately raised the bright long sword in their hands and rushed towards the other side.

"when!"

Yang Rong raised his sword to block the horizontal sword of a bandit soldier. He suddenly felt a numb mouth and the hilt of the sword almost couldn't hold it. His face changed slightly and he kicked the bandit a few steps back. Seeing that the bandit seemed to be fine, he raised the sword and rushed over again, and was secretly shocked!

Such a strong physical fitness. Although the strength of his kick will not cause internal injuries, most people's soft belly will fall to the ground because of the pain.

Looking at the more than ten burly men wearing leather armor and holding horizontal swords in front of him, he suddenly felt a little confused.

Shangyang County is just a low county, with a small city wall, not as high as those big cities. The city is only 100,000 feet tall, and the width can only be four people side by side. These thieves in front of them are not only brave in fighting, but also have amazing strength.

Relatively speaking, although he temporarily has the advantage of the number of people (the other hungry people who are as thin as the bones are undoubtedly taken seriously by Yang Rong as the native chickens and tiles in his eyes), due to the terrain, his personal soldiers under his command cannot fully utilize this advantage, and they cannot compare with their physical fitness. In this way, they may not be able to gain much advantage.

As he thought, Yang Rong's personal soldiers were considered elite among the four hundred battle soldiers, but compared with the bandits recruited by Liu Feng, they had no advantage in terms of physicality or strength. As soon as the two sides confronted each other, with the advantage of numbers, they could barely gain the upper hand and block the bandits' rushing force.

However, this situation did not last long. I don’t know what happened. The bandits wearing leather armor actually fought more and more, while the deaths of one of their own soldiers were less, and the less they fought. The other soldiers and the yamen runners were no match for them at all. Slowly, Yang Rong began to be at a disadvantage, retreating step by step, and casualties suddenly increased. After the formation formed in front was broken, they were suddenly in chaos and fought on their own.

"hateful!"

At this time, Yang Rong was attacked by four brave bandit soldiers. Although he had a little advantage in his family's swordsmanship, he could not make any moves. He could only watch his soldiers beheaded by those bandit soldiers!

"Who is the leader of the thief!"

He stared at his tiger eyes and observed the leather-armored men back and forth. In this situation, only by killing the thief's head can he recover the decline.

After inspecting for a while, Yang Rong keenly discovered that although these bandits were indisciplined in combat and only relied on their personal courage and strength to fight, they deliberately or unintentionally protected a ragged beggar in the middle.

"Is that beggar the leader of the thief? This is impossible?"

He was a little confused. Could it be that he was deliberately dressing up like this to hide his eyes? Forget it, he can only do it once!

Thinking of this, Yang Rong's eyes were fixed on Liu Feng, who was protected by the bandits. While waving his sword to resist the attack of the four bandits, he quietly reached out to pull out a dagger, and then saw the opportunity and threw it at the beggar.

Liu Feng's attention was originally focused on Yang Rong, an enemy general wearing armor. Seeing him raising his hand at him, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he instinctively dodged.

The next moment, I suddenly felt that something suddenly hit my shoulder, and a sudden burst of pain came. When I turned around, I saw a dagger that had been inserted into my shoulder, and blood was constantly flowing out of the wound.

Although the bandits around him were brave, they were not regular soldiers after all. They had not received systematic training and had no cooperation and tacit understanding. It was okay to let them kill enemies, but they were not professional enough to protect people. In addition to the skill of being a master of swordsmanship, Yang Rong was obviously not bad at hidden weapons.

If Liu Feng hadn't been careful enough and had been focusing on Yang Rong and avoiding him for a while, he might have died at this time, so why would he talk about the hegemony of the Imperial Picture?
Chapter completed!