If you look down from above, you will see a very strange scene.

There were only 500 people on the west wall of Jiming Village from the beginning, and it was these 500 people who blocked the first wave of the Xiwu army's offensive. The wide and flat east-west wall in the village faces the street, and two thousand armored men are clearly visible.

The sharp soldiers sat quietly on the ground to rest. They listened to the sounds of fighting coming from the city wall. Although some looked nervous, most of them remained calm.

They chewed dry food, drank water, and replenished their strength amidst the instructions from their respective sentries.

Qin Xian stood behind the wall in front of the city tower. The soldiers held large cowhide shields and carefully guarded him, guarding against the sharp arrows shot by the light cavalry roving on both sides of the city.

He did not directly participate in the fighting. He always stood here observing the enemy's actions, and then issued orders in an orderly manner.

Although his martial arts talent is not as amazing as Gu Fan's, he is still a solid martial arts master. During the battle at Green Willow Manor that night, if he had not assisted Gu Fan to hold back the masters of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, Pei Yue's plan might not have succeeded.

But after arriving in the Western Region, he understood what his responsibilities were, so he was not instigated by the blood in his chest and calmly acted as a competent general.

As for Xue Meng, a reckless man who jumped at the sight of blood, Qin Xian would not keep him by his side. Moreover, this guy was an extremely rare warrior who fought on foot. With him, the pressure on the defenders on the city wall would be much less.

When the two thousand-man troops came out from the main formation of Xiwu and the Xiwu people who were attacking the city began to retreat in an orderly manner, Qin Xian said in a deep voice: "Send the order, the second capital goes up to the city, and the first capital goes down to rest.

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"Follow the order!"

Now Qin Xian has a total of 2,500 people from the five capitals under his command. As for the 500 reinforcements sent by Ning Zhong, he is currently guarding the east city wall. In fact, it is unlikely that the Western Wu people will go around and attack from the east.

Because the terrain on that side is too narrow, not to mention that the defense is more convenient, the siege equipment brought by the Xiwu people cannot be deployed.

The sound of a pointed donkey cart hitting the city gate came from below, but Qin Xian didn't care.

After confirming that there were only 500 reinforcements, he asked his men to completely seal the city gate with huge rocks.

Facing the Xiwu army sweeping across the land, he did not even consider the plan of leaving the city to meet the enemy, but just defended it.

This may seem clumsy and stupid, but it is the best strategy to deal with the Wu army, because now the six military villages on the Gaoyang Plain have become de facto lonely armies. There will be no reinforcements in a short time, which means that they will fall into trouble as long as they go out.

Wu Jun's siege. For Qin Xian, if the enemy wants to capture Jiming Village, they can only pass through this tall and strong city wall, and then step over his own body.

The second wave of offensive came more fiercely, urgently and fiercely.

The two thousand-man troops that came in turned out to be even crazier than the army that served as the vanguard before.

They leaped high from the ladder truck, jumped onto the city wall without hesitation, and then attacked the defenders like wild beasts. Even if they were stabbed by several spears at the same time, these people would still wave their weapons desperately.

"Don't retreat! Take one step back and kill immediately!"

Facing the frenzied offensive of the Xiwu people, the newly replaced soldiers of the second capital were obviously shaken. Xue Meng's rough voice echoed on the city wall, and he slapped his wolf fangs on the face of the charging enemy.

Even beasts know pain.

The man's face was embedded in the fangs, and he let out a miserable scream.

Xue Meng kicked him directly into the city. His beard and hair were spread out, his eyes were wide-eyed, and his face was covered in blood, like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld.

Seeing his terrifying appearance, the two Xiwu soldiers couldn't help but hesitate in their steps.

Xue Meng laughed wildly and waved the mace to beat the opponent to death.

Seeing how brave he was, the other soldiers were greatly encouraged and gritted their teeth to withstand the Western Wu people's offensive.

Qin Xian did not pay too much attention to Xue Meng, even though this was the brother he had played with since childhood. It was not because of how powerful Xue Meng was, but because he did not have extra time.

"The third capital went to the city and ordered the people to prepare golden juice."

He issued his second general order.

Xue Meng's outbreak was just a short interlude. For the battle that was gradually becoming more intense, it could not determine the situation in one fell swoop. The people of Xiwu were like a steady stream of ants, climbing up one after another, and killing one would appear.

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At the same time, 500 people from the Third Capital quickly climbed onto the city wall, and then under the command of the sentry officer, they began to lift the rolling logs and rocks on the city wall, and smashed them down towards the city wall with all their strength.

With the assistance of this new force, the precarious situation on the city wall has improved.

But it's far from over.

Xue Meng threw down the mace, picked up the prepared iron rod from the corner, and guarded the nearly four-foot-long city wall alone. One stick could break the calf bones of the Western Wu infantry.

"Vice Commander, be careful!"

Xue Meng heard a loud shout not far away, and then felt someone rushing from behind him. He subconsciously fell forward. A big knife passed by the back of his head and cut off a strand of hair.

After he fell to the ground, he suddenly kicked off his feet, held the iron rod and jumped forward three feet. He jumped up with his left hand on the ground and completed his turn.

A young Xiwu general held a knife in both hands, with a ferocious smile on his face, and said to the several Xiwu infantry behind him: "Leave this place to me to kill others."

Xue Meng frowned.

The other party turned his wrist and said calmly: "Idiot, do you want to let you rest for a while?"

Xue Meng said expressionlessly: "You are so eager to reincarnate, how can I refuse?"

"The person who ascends first is the captain of thousands, but I have already been the captain of thousands, so I can't take the position of my master. However, I like gold very much, and I can't let go of a hundred taels of gold, so I will lend you your head. You should -

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The iron rod roared and cut off his words.

"Fuck your mother."

Xue Meng muttered.

This Xiwu general's movement skills were extremely clever. He had clearly seen Xue Meng's natural power, so he did not choose to fight head-on. Instead, he held a knife in both hands and slashed across the side of the iron rod, then bullied himself and ran directly into Xue Meng's arms.

Without thinking, Xue Meng raised his knee and hit the opponent's abdomen, but the person didn't react at all and was pushed away by his hard knee.

Only then did he see clearly that there was a long arrow stuck in the back of the man's neck, and the tail of the arrow was shaking violently.

In the distance, Qin Xian put down his long bow, not looking at him, and continued to observe the changes under the city.

Xue Meng was stunned for a while, then he couldn't help but said "Hey", and wiped his face with his hands without hesitation, and the blood stained it into a bright red.

Under the city, a young man watched as the body of his compatriot brother was thrown down from above and landed not far in front of him.

At that moment, the expression on his face sounded like he was crying.

In his almost crazy roar, the offensive further intensified.

The defenders fell faster, and although the people of Xiwu had to pay a heavier price, under the supervision of the young commander with a bloodthirsty expression on his face, no one in the two thousand-man troops dared to retreat.

When the war has reached this level, tactics can play a relatively limited role. The competition is to see who can't sustain it first.
Chapter completed!