In the beginning, just like now, hundreds or hundreds of sporadic troops came from nowhere and attacked. You fought one wave after another. It always felt like the battle was about to be over, but there was always more.

Until later, thousands of real native troops arrived. They were regular troops led by native leaders, and they also had some team fighting skills. Every wave could make the defenders fight to the death.

In the end, let alone arrows, you can't even find stones. When you really want to fight hand-to-hand, suddenly a group of yellow people appear on the horizon, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, countless...numbers you can't imagine.

All the natives will come and start a carnival like crazy with hunger.

Bei Mingkang looked at the group of new recruits coldly. Under the guidance of the veterans, they lifted stones and smashed them down, with a sneer on his face.

it's useless.

No one can solve it.

No matter how hard we try, Tiger Roaring City is like an aphid targeted by a swarm of ants, without the slightest ability to resist.

Bei Mingkang didn't even look back, and asked his subordinates in a low voice: "General Manager Gao, are you ready?"

Gao Wuyong felt bitter in his heart. Bei Mingkang wanted him to kill the concubine beside the tenth prince while the two princes were escaping, and accidentally planted several beautiful girls from his clan.

By the side of the two princes, they fled together, and a friend in need was a friend indeed.

"It's ready. The villain will handle this matter personally."

"Okay, don't let me down again."

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A desolate horn sound appeared on the city wall, hoarse and low, and all the soldiers guarding the city looked up.

Tiger Roar City has observation posts set up at regular intervals on the city wall. Although there are no modern equipment such as telescopes, some warriors who specialize in vision training will be sent up to serve as guards.

Their eyesight can see further than ordinary people. If they detect an enemy situation, they will blow the horn and raise a large red sign with a sharp arrow indicating the direction of the enemy situation.

Whether it belongs to your own defense zone or not, and whether you want to participate in the defense, all the defenders will know at a glance to prevent chaos.

Sometimes a random attack can cause more damage than a native attack.

The direction indicated by the sign now is southeast.

Sure enough, looking to the southeast, some jumping shadows appeared. At first glance, they looked like sparrows returning to their nests at sunset.

The small black spots are rising and falling, left and right, and the situation is uncertain.

After a while, the black spots became bigger and bigger, like galloping war horses, mixed with a streak of yellow smoke, and warning whistles sounded one after another in the southeast.

"waaaaagh..."

All the soldiers guarding the southeast kept their spirits up, grasped the bows and arrows in their hands, and held on to the stones in their hands, reminding each other not to slacken their fighting spirit.

The soldiers in other directions continued to remain alert and did not participate in the battle here.

Because they have their own tasks.

Bei Mingkang looked at all this, and although he felt it was fairly orderly, he still felt a little uneasy.

Because he has seen such battle scenes countless times, and the defenders do not win every time. Sometimes a small negligence will become a breakthrough for the natives, and then a river of blood will flow. It is too horrible to watch.

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The natives gradually approached the city wall.

What made the defenders feel a little relieved this time was that no "flying natives" appeared.
Chapter completed!