Suddenly someone shouted.

This voice was particularly harsh amid the screams and shouts.

What are you looking at at this time?

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and couldn't help but be stunned, although the cost of this surprise was that the bow and arrow of the thieves in the city hit one person's arm.

However, the man felt no pain at all, and instead threw himself outside the city wall, staring into the distance.

In the distance, there seemed to be ghostly lights coming out, and at first glance, it looked like dozens of people were meandering and swaying.

"There are reinforcements, there are reinforcements!"

The people on the city wall had goosebumps all over their bodies and shouted crazily.

As if to cater to their shouts, the chaotic sound of horse hooves sounded not far away. Although the movement was not loud, it must be the leading cavalry.

"Damn it, I've never been so embarrassed in my life!" Liu Kui shouted on his horse, dragging a bunch of branches behind him. The branches also lit a fire, creating a flame on the ground.

"Disgraceful?" Xu Maoxiu, who was also in the same situation not far away, shouted loudly, drawing his bow and arrow, "What kind of shame is this? Who will be dead soon and can't kill many enemies, it's a shame!"

Accompanied by the sound of speaking, the bow and arrow in his hand shot out, one after another without stopping at the enemy in front.

Under the firelight, the bowstring in Xu Maoxiu's hand shook and turned into a shadow, and the sharp screams of sharp arrows piercing the air continued.

If you stand opposite him and look at it, it will look like a waterfall of arrows pouring out, and this is just shot by one person.

As the saying goes, one person is worth ten, that's probably what it means.

"Good guy, your archery skills are really good!" Liu Kui blurted out and drew his bow and arrow unwilling to be outdone.

This group of Tibetan tribesmen who came to raid the rear did not have sophisticated armor leaf protection. The three-stone heavy bow in the hands of Xu Maoxiu and others easily shot through their armor, not to mention the extremely accurate and deadly parts, which quickly destroyed the city.

A piece fell in front of the door.

Tragedy is everywhere, and a sudden attack is frightening, so those who make a surprise attack are also panicked.

The panic of the siege thieves aroused the spirit of the defenders on the city gate even more. They counterattacked and attacked with raindrops of arrows. The fire in the distance made the 300 people who were attacking the city in an orderly manner inevitable.

The tribe became confused.

The news quickly reached the front door.

"There are reinforcements, there are reinforcements coming! The back door is saved, the back door is saved!"

The messenger roared and spread the news to everyone.

Are there reinforcements?

The veteran, who was shirtless and sweating in the autumn night, also had a flash of excitement and disbelief in his eyes.

The war drum in his hand became more intense. This news, coupled with the sound of the drum, shocked the entire army and boosted the already declining morale.

The infantrymen on the city wall assembled again and aimed their swords and guns at the thieves who had climbed up the city wall. The archers behind who could no longer lift their bows again loaded their bows and fired waves of arrows.

The enemies who had already stormed the city wall were retreating steadily, unable to break through this last line of defense, and the war became stalemate for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but the veteran's arms were numb. He stared straight ahead, but his heart was behind him.

Where are the reinforcements?

Where are the reinforcements?

Why has there been no movement for so long?

So, in fact, there are no reinforcements at all...

This time, the city will still be destroyed...

The veteran's face was glistening with water, whether from sweat or tears. More and more people fell around him, and the handymen holding battle flags also entered the battle.

Winning!

Winning!

There seemed to be a faint shout coming from the distant sky, and along with the shout, there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping.

"Reinforcements are coming! Reinforcements are coming!"

The voice sounded again, and unlike last time, the messenger pointed in one direction.

In the night sky far behind, the firelight illuminated half of the sky.

Won victory! Won victory!

The shouts and the sound of war drums became closer and clearer, matching the sound of the drums here, and finally overshadowed them here.

Finally, the horn sound of retreating troops came from the enemy camp, and the Western thieves under the city wall retreated like a tide.

Retired, retreated, saved, saved, he, Mr. Zhu, has been in the army for seventy and forty years, and once again he has fulfilled his mission.

The veteran couldn't hold on any longer and fell down on the drum.

Fortunately! Fortunately!

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Standing in front of Longgu City, looking at the fires burning everywhere and the corpses scattered everywhere, Liu Lang couldn't help but rein in his horse. The seventeen-year-old boy's expression changed under the torch.

Seeing the hell-like scene and smelling the bloody smell in the sky is a feeling you will never experience on the school field.

This is the front line, this is the battlefield, this is fighting, this is the destiny of generals and soldiers!

Zhou Lang couldn't help but roar, pointed the bow and arrow in his hand towards the sky and shot a wave of arrows.

"Who saved us?"

Looking at the opened city gate, the soldiers and people excitedly welcomed them out, and listened to the excited and hoarse shouts of the leading veteran.

The young man was a little startled again.

Who saved them?

Of course, it was these hundreds of soldiers who came here with all their might, and they were the hundreds of soldiers who set fire to the drums and drums along the way to build momentum.

But how did these soldiers and generals get here?

Originally, they should have been drinking and laughing around a bonfire dozens of miles away, waiting for Cheng tomorrow.

Saved a city….

And the root cause of all this lies in the seven horses that can run long distances.

There were seven horses, no, there were only five left now. Of the two horses that turned back to report the news and asked for help, one died of exhaustion on the way and the other died of exhaustion when they arrived at the camp.

If it weren’t for those horses…

Without those horses galloping to catch up and discover the rebellious Tibetan people, without those horses galloping back to report the news, none of this would have happened.

"It was the horse that saved you..." Saturday Lang murmured.

The scene was noisy and no one heard what he said.

Zhou Lang turned back and looked at the distant eastern sky.

Seven horses... actually saved a city...

That woman, what did she think of when she gave the horse as a gift?

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Chapter completed!