(Friendly reminder, the next one will be a siege battle, which is quite short!)

When he woke up on the third day, Liu Mo saw the burning smoke in Baiyang Village. He knew that the Zhou Dynasty's army had arrived.

When he arrived on the wall of Rongcheng, he saw Zhu Min wrapped in gauze and watching the smoky smoke rise.

"Have you healed?" Liu Mo asked him.

"Ha, it's absolutely no problem to fight a hundred!" Zhu Min replied, "How come you, a scholar, really want to go into battle to kill the enemy?"

Zhu Min advised Liu Mo and asked him to take charge of the rear command, but was rejected.

There are many reasons. Now is not a peaceful era. If the war is together, we will go to the battlefield sooner or later. If we can make military achievements and become military officers, we will have a better chance to fight with the eldest prince in the future.

"That's how I'm not worried about my punch, right?" Liu Mo said with a smile.

He did not answer Zhu Min's question positively, but instead gained the other party's favor.

"You guy!" Zhu Min also laughed, "It's very suitable for joining the army. The soldiers of Daxia have to do this with you. They can chat and laugh when facing life and death!"

Liu Mo accompanied him to smile and stared at the distance.

The Avenue extends all the way south, through stone-brown fields and hills destroyed by cold winds.

Before sunset, Yang Yizhi would lead his troops to fight along this road, holding a park knife and a spear, carrying a bow and arrow and shield. Of course, there were also siege weapons.

There was also a Daxia Dynasty archer on the top opposite the city wall where Liu Mo was standing. At this moment, he unbuttoned his pants and was peeing outside the battlements.

The Great Xia soldiers can also be seen elsewhere in the city wall, but nine out of ten are made of straw.

This was Liu Mo's idea. With the members of the Salt Gang and the newly recruited soldiers, the elite defenders in Rongcheng had a total of about 3,500 people.

Other soldiers, Liu Mo, did not intend to let them participate in defending the city as soon as possible, and there was not any plot of the Virgin Mary.

In the era of cold weapons, morale is very important, and the defeat of cannon fodder will also greatly affect morale.

Using cannon fodder is a tactic to lure the enemy into depth and confuse the opponent.

Another reason is that there are not enough weapons!

After his arrangement, they were everywhere on the city walls, and some even held long spears or had bows and arrows under their arms. I hope this would scare the Zhou army, delay time, and wait for rescue.

At dusk, Liu Mo saw the last few poplar villagers still climbing, and the Rongcheng defenders were urging him. Xiao Yi was holding a little boy in his arms, while Zhao Da supported an old man under the two-stairs stairs.

A mother dragged two children, holding one in one hand, and the other bigger boy passed over her and ran towards the top.

Looking into the distance, Liu Mo thought of the villagers who had no choice but to escape. There were always some people who were unwilling to escape. They were either too stubborn, too stupid, or too brave. They would rather stay and fight, hide, or even surrender.

At the same time, temporary recruits and people who are too young to fight are responsible for assisting the work, such as conveying messages, delivering food to soldiers, bows and arrows, etc.

Before the sun set, the smoke from Baiyang Village was blown away by the wind and the sky returned to clean.

Not long after, the sky turned blood-colored bruised, but the top of the head was still cobalt blue, and gradually turned deeper and turned purple, and then the stars came out.

"Be careful of night attacks!" Liu Mo immediately reacted. "Transfer and be careful!"

"Fear is a sharp blade! I want to overcome it!" Liu Mo told himself.

Bite your lips to drive away fear.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, he heard something coming from under the city wall.

Looking down, some black shadows were walking through, but they were not really visible because they were close to the stone wall.

He heard the shouts in the distance, and a archer not far away had raised his longbow and pulled the strings tight.

The feather arrow "hissed" sounded and left the string. After a moment, with a muffled groan, one missing black shadow running under the city wall.

"I should practice ejaculation!" Liu Mo sighed, "I feel so tickle!"

After exploring again, there were more than a dozen black shadows under the city wall and they ran faster.

When the Daxia archer arched the bow again, with a "hiss", several bows and arrows shot out from the city wall, one of which hit his throat. Without a word, he fell off the city wall and died completely!

"Arrowman, the city wall on the west side!" Liu Mo shouted!

Dozens of archers on his wall set their bows together, aimed and shot out!

A rain of arrows fell, and wails came from under the city walls, resounding throughout the night sky.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a sound of climbing

The sound was so small that Liu Mo could not tell the source.

"Be careful behind you!" Zhu Min shouted loudly.

Liu Mo turned around suddenly, but saw several Zhou Dynasty soldiers wearing thin cold iron flakes already following the siege ladder and killing him.

The Zhou Dynasty soldier who was closest to him was holding a Park knife and screaming.

"I want to kill me, right? Death for me!" Liu Mo mustered up the courage to draw out the sword made of pure steel to "vote"!

In metal attack, Pure steel won Han Tie, "vout" cut off the opponent's Pu sword, then fell straight down, and the sword cut the man's face. The man was wearing armor, but not a helmet.

The sword created by the Daxia royal family is really easy to use!

The first close combat and the first killing did not bring much feeling. This is mostly because the enemy is still rushing in and the crisis has not yet been resolved.

Under the influence of adrenaline, Liu Mo felt his blood boiling all over, and he roared and went up to meet him.

With a sharp blade in hand, it launched a storm of attack.

Sweat and blood flowed wildly together. In less than a moment, several Zhou Dynasty soldiers fell under the sword of "Oath"!

There was no horn blowing or drums in this battle. Liu Mo only heard the banging sound of the bowstrings when soldiers on both sides fired arrows, the wailing of the enemy, and the sound of his heartbeat as he was shooting arrows.

However, when he cut down a Zhou Dynasty soldier, he saw that something was wrong.

With a fixed eye, the enemies who attacked the city wall were all dark-skinned and thin, wearing some tattered cloth armor and the stolen armor, with fear on their faces.

They were wearing gloves and holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, including old sabers, spears, sharpened sickles, daggers and even wooden sticks!

"Not a regular army!" Liu Mo sighed! "It's more like... 'cannon fodder'!!!"

No wonder my combat power is so weak! I, a scholar who has been practicing for dozens of days, can easily kill you!

At this moment, Zhu Min's voice came: "Brother, what are you doing? Kill them all!"

Liu Mo saw a sharp arrow piercing out from the throat of a thin Zhou Dynasty soldier in front of him. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but only blood gushed out.

When he fell to the ground, Zhu Min rushed over with a big axe.

"Run, run!" A frightened Zhou Dynasty soldier shouted, fear spreading in the enemy crowd in an instant.

They rushed to climb down the siege ladder, and the crowds caused them to trample on each other, so that a few of them lost their minds simply chose to jump off the city wall and fell to pieces.

"They are going to collapse," said a big summer soldier.

"No," Liu Mo thought to himself, "they have collapsed."

"Don't leave any living mouth, kill!" Zhu Min shouted again.
Chapter completed!