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Chapter 623: Brother, look at me!

One by one, the iron shield was raised. This iron shield was specially made. Behind it, a wooden pole was firmly supported on the ground. The thick iron plate could effectively resist the shooting of the crossbow, Gundam

The two-meter iron shield has a buckle on the edges. When the two sides are close together, they can be held together, which can effectively disperse the impact force of the crossbow. If hundreds of iron shields like this are standing up, they are like a block of iron.

The city wall. This kind of iron shield is extremely consuming. Only an army like the Northern Army, which spares no effort to strengthen local soldiers' protection, will be willing to create such a thing that is not very useful.

Huo Zhenting slowly rode his horse to approach the iron shield. In the distance, Lin Ya's figure also appeared, and the two of them collided in the air.

"Ho Zhenting, come on, let's fight like a man!" Lin Ya shouted loudly. "Do you have the will of a fight with me?"

Huo Zhenting laughed and looked at Lin Ya, his eyes full of pity, "Lin Ya, is this the so-called famous general of the Mongolian race as the Prince of the Yuan Dynasty? What a pity that you will be defeated by Cangjiang

On the shore, the soldiers and generals were lost. Secondly, they were defeated at Luning City. Nearly 100,000 soldiers were lost in your hands. You were still shouting to fight me one-on-one. Do you think you have the qualifications?"

The radiance of the bulging sound in Lin Ya's eyes gradually became dim and his hands trembled slightly.

Huo Zhenting laughed and stepped on his opponent's self-esteem without restraint. "In my North Battle Army, there is a general named Jiang Xu. He fought alone and rarely met his opponent. Unfortunately, he is a fool. Although he has killed countless generals in previous battles,

Still can only be a personal guard in my Northern Army. I think you are not much better than him. Hahaha, Lin Ya. If you surrender, I think my governor will give you a whistleman, with yours

The ability to command troops can only lead so many people!"

Lin Ya shook her body a few times, and she almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's unknown who will win to death? Huo Zhenting, don't be too proud too early!"

Huo Zhenting sneered: "Lin Ya. To this day, are you still dreaming of a moment of reversal? I might as well tell you that at this time, Heinke you sent out is just to continue to attack.

Ning, would you rather go back to rescue you and make things difficult? But I guess he must be going to fight Huining, in Huining. We have already laid a wall of iron, so let him hit him and run into blood! As for you,

Do you think you can survive today?”

Behind Huo Zhenting, thunderbolt cannons stood up and found that Lin Ya was building a base in the camp and preparing to defend. Huo Zhenting immediately ordered all the thunderbolt cannons in the city to be removed. At this time, countless soldiers were busy.

Then, the thunderbolt cannon was erected, and more demon-subduing crossbows were installed after the iron shield.

"Do you die, Lin Ya!" Huo Zhenting raised his spear high in his hand and pressed it down violently. "Attack!"

The thunderbolt cannon made a huge sound, and countless stone bullets rose into the air. They flew towards the simple wall of Linya in the distance. At the edge of the trench, iron shields flipped over and fell flat on the trench, forming a series of jumps through the trench.

The bridge deck almost fell down, the Fumo crossbow let out an angry whistle. The powerful crossbow, a slightly smaller than the bed crossbow, shot over like rain.

The infantry shouted loudly, stepped on the iron shield, and rushed towards the chest wall in the distance.

In the Linya camp, the thunder cannon also began to fight back. In order to attack Luning City, Linya prepared a lot of this game. Stone bullets were flying in the air. Sometimes in the air, the stone bullets flying towards each other actually collided.

Together, the collision was shattered, turning into countless gravels, falling out, and the gravels were divided, and there were not many stone bombs. However, this gravel caused great damage to both the offense and defense. As long as these gravels were not attacked,

It is not fatal at the critical point, but it is easy to injure soldiers.

But in terms of bed crossbow, Lin Ya is much worse. The bed crossbow is powerful, but the firing speed is too slow. Compared with the Demon-Subduing Crossbow on the opposite side, the gap is not a small point. The opponent is shooting like a splash of rain, and it is obviously

After the rounds, it has not stopped since the beginning of covering the attack of the soldiers. However, Lin Ya has to wait for a while after a round of launches. When they launch again, the opponent's soldiers have approached a lot.

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"arrow!"

Lin Ya shouted sternly.

Countless men poked their heads out of their hiding places, bravely exposed their upper body outside their chest walls, pulled out their strong bows, and shot towards the rushing Zhengbei Army. Their accurate heads were excellent, and above such a distance, almost every

A single arrow would shoot down a soldier in the North Army, but when they poked out half of their bodies and were unobstructed, the Demon-Subduing Crossbow immediately caused great damage to them, which was almost one to one ratio. And this

For the defensive side, it is almost a complete defeat.

Lin Ya knew that Huo Zhenting was right, and he could not last a day, but what worried him even more was Heinke. If what Huo Zhenting said was true, then he had planned to attack the Northern Army by Heinke halfway.

The plan went bankrupt, and the opponent had already done everything, which would inevitably make the Mongolian army exhaust their last strength under the city wall. However, Heinke had to attack, and there was still a glimmer of hope. If he didn't attack, he would

They were exhausted by their opponents, and when the food and grass were exhausted, they ate all the horses, and the Mongolian army, without food and grass, had no capital to struggle.

It was over, for himself, everything would end today. He drew out his saber, inserted it in front of him, took down the strong bow that was being held on his body, picked up an arrow, and stood up.

Huo Zhenting was not satisfied. What he was not satisfied was that at the last moment, he was actually plotted against by his opponent. Lin Ya built a small camp, the four or five thousand Mongolian troops had a thick defensive lineup, and the weapon matching was also very reasonable.

This surprised Huo Zhenting. It seems that the Mongolian army has also had a lot of experience in defense over the years. In the past, such a hierarchical and deep defense was difficult to see on the Mongolian generals. The price he paid must be compared with

It is as great as I imagined. Annihilation of Lin Ya's troops is not my only Ren Li. After defeating Lin Ya, I have more things to do. If the damage is too great, it will affect the subsequent war.

He frowned. It seemed that Mo Dao still needed to fight. On the left side of him, more than a thousand Mo Dao soldiers had regained their formation at this time and stood solemnly. A soldier was about to fall down by the trench in the distance.

Mo Daobing struggled to drag it up from the ditch, not many people died, but he fell down in such heavy armor and was pressed up by his companions behind him. There were many people with broken legs and arms, and they had lost their combat power.

Meng Zhu felt dizzy and felt someone was pulling him. He was the first to fall. When he felt that he fell, Meng Zhu tried his best to jump forward, trying to leap through this trap, but he forgot.

Now it wasn't when he was only wearing a tattered jacket and jumping in the mountains. The heavy armor made him not jump far away and he still fell down. However, this subconscious jump made him avoid the fall behind.

The person who came down directly hit him. His body was pressed against the trench wall and his hands dug out ten marks on the trench wall. His fingernails were all turned up, and his left foot was stepped on the tip of a spear.

I stabbed a pair of piercings, and when I moved, I felt a sharp pain. My right foot was lucky and landed between the tips of two spears without any damage.

Turning his head, Meng Zhu found that on both sides of him, many companions fell at the bottom of the pit, motionless, and the blood from Gugu was flowing. He knew that this was a sharp spear pierced them.

The armor, falling from a few meters high, and with the heavy armor on its body, these pointed spears were enough to pierce their thick armor.

Mo Daozhe's body was constantly pulled up, and the further down, the less likely it was to survive. Looking at the blood that was winding at the bottom of the ditch, bursts of blood rushed to the top of the brain, Meng Zhu let out a muffled roar.

With a force, with a squeak, I pulled out my left foot from the tip of the spear, bent down and picked up two Modao that fell to the bottom of the pit, and used all my strength to insert the sharp Modao.

After entering the ditch wall, I stepped on the Modao knife rod with my right foot, and I grabbed the ditch wall with one hand, trying to make myself stand firm, waved my hand and inserted another Modao into the ditch wall, and stepped on the second one

When Modao was stabbing, Meng Zhu's hands had already climbed up to the wall of the ditch.

"Hurry, General Meng is still alive, pull him up!" Someone screamed in surprise by the ditch. He reached out with his hands, pulled his arms hard, and pulled him out.

As soon as my feet hit the ground, a sharp pain came, my body tilted, and I almost fell down. I knelt on the ground with one knee. Looking at my brother lying on the ground, Meng Zhu let out a roar and reached out to grab a strange knife

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The Mo knife was still held in the ten fingers of a Mo knife's hand, and the soldier had several large holes on his chest, his armor was stained with blood, and had been dead for a long time, but he still held his weapon tightly.

Meng Zhu stretched out his hand and slowly and gently pulled his fingers away one by one.

"Brother, brother avenge you!" Holding this Mo knife, he stood up, dragged his left foot that was still bloodless, limping but firmly walking towards the battlefield in the distance.

"General Meng is still alive!" Mo Dao hand beside Huo Zhenting cheered. Meng Zhu's survival immediately made their morale high, especially when they saw Meng Zhu's lame legs still staunched forward, everyone

All of them feel the heat surge.

"Your commander is moving forward. What are you waiting for?" Huo Zhenting pointed ahead and shouted loudly: "Go forward! Open a channel for victory for your comrades!"

"Presisting the Northern Army, advance! Mo Dao Hand, advance!" The Mo Dao Hands roared, raised Mo Dao, and strode forward.

Meng Zhu held up the Mo knife taken from his companion's hand, and walked faster and faster, almost trotting all the way. For him, wearing a heavy helmet and injured his left foot, this could almost be regarded as the limit of human beings.

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"Kill!" he yelled madly.
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