After He Li, follow the reckless man to flee the wasteland and farm the fields

Chapter 534

On New Year's Eve, Xiao Zeyu burned all the food and grass of the Wan family army, just waiting for the Wan family army to lose their fighting power due to hunger, but he did not count Wan Yulin's importance to Luocheng. The family army sent a large army to reinforce, and the food and grass came with the army. Xiao Zeyu's idea of ​​starving the Wanjia army without fighting power was shattered.

With the reinforcements, Long Ling seemed to be on the verge of chicken blood, commanding the siege every day. This time, Xiao Zeyu was not given any buffer time.

And he knows the power of hand grenades. When sending people to attack the city, the soldiers don't gather together, and attack the city together in four directions. If the people don't gather together, the hand grenade can't kill too many people no matter how powerful it is. Your big killer will always be used up. when.

Fortunately, Xiao Zeyu and Zhang Jinglin had figured this out a long time ago. When they burned food and grass, they thought that Longling would attack the city crazily, so enough rolling wood and thunder stones had been prepared on the city wall, and the people in the city demolished their houses All the wood and stones were moved to the city wall, and everyone guarded the city of Los Angeles with one heart.

There is no need for Xiao Zeyu to catch strong men to work, it is all spontaneously done by the common people, they donate all their food, and would rather starve themselves than feed the Xiao family army guarding the city.

Xiao Zeyu's eyes were red with emotion, looking at those simple faces, it was worth fighting to death for them.

"Soldiers, with the support of tens of thousands of people in Los Angeles, we will be invincible and wipe out the unscrupulous Wanjia army."

Xiao Zeyu boosted morale, and the Xiao family army was also full of enthusiasm for the people who loved them so much. For them, they would rather throw their heads and sprinkle their blood and fight to the last moment.

The Xiao family army with strong morale went all out when defending the city. All the strong men in the city went to the wall to help, that is, these common people defended the city together, so that Xiao Zeyu could use two thousand Xiao family troops to resist tens of thousands of iron cavalry.

But the supplies in the city were gone as soon as they were used, and the Wanjia army attacked more violently. They used new weapons and chariots. Both horses were wearing armor. The soldiers held torches, and the chariots had iron sheds. Even shooting arrows from the city wall would not hurt the soldiers on the chariots. They could easily approach the city gate.

Xiao Zeyu ordered to throw stones down, smashing through the roof of the car with the power of the stone, but the two horses were well trained and ran very fast. When the stone fell, the horses had already pulled the car and ran over, and the chariot was coming. When they arrived at the city gate, two soldiers were carrying tung oil and were going to pour it on the city gate, preparing to set fire to the city gate.

Once the city gate is broken, the iron cavalry army of the Wanjia Army can take advantage of the situation to attack the city, and the situation is extremely critical.

Zhang Jinglin and Xiao Zeyu shot arrows at the same time, and the two arrows hit the soldiers who were about to splash oil with the sound of the wind. Xiao Zeyu fired both arrows at the same time, one arrow shot at the man and the other at the horse's eye.

Xiao Zeyu's bow had a strong penetrating power, and the horse's eyes were shot through with one arrow, and the horse's painful front hooves flew into the air and let out a pitiful scream.

The driver in the car was thrown off and tung oil was spilled all over his body. Xiao Zeyu ordered the soldiers to throw the torch down with a cold face, and the driver instantly became a man of fire.

The remaining horse was so startled by the fire that it turned around and ran back. The flames on the carriage turned into a big fire by the wind. The Wanjia cavalry lined up to rush in when the city gate was burned, but was killed by their own family. The chariots rushed in a mess, without the neat formation just now.

The crisis was over, Xiao Zeyu and Zhang Jinglin on the city wall broke into a cold sweat.

"Jing Lin, you go to Dongcheng to guard, and I will guard here."

Xiao Zeyu has not rested for three days, his eyes are red, and his voice has become hoarse, but his aura has not changed, he is still as calm as Dinghai Shenzhen. He is the soul of the army.

Seeing that the chariot didn't work, the Wanjia army simply used the most primitive method, using the crowd tactics to hit the city gate. If you shoot a group of people, I will make up for it immediately, not to mention that all the soldiers who went to hit the city gate were all dead. Putting on the armor, every soldier who carried the wood was accompanied by a soldier holding a shield to block the arrows. The arrows shot down from the city also lost their power.

Xiao Zeyu ordered to pour tung oil and set it on fire, which stopped another wave, but the tung oil is not endless, once it is used up, it will be gone.

There are countless arrows for people to use. Seeing that the arrows on the city wall are getting less and less, they can last for three days at most. If they don't come to rescue the soldiers after three days, Xiao Zeyu will have to lead the Xiao family army and the Wan family army to start a hand-to-hand fight.

This scene is exactly the same as Cheng Yu's tragic guarding of Mo City, the difference is that today's commander is Xiao Zeyu.

"Brother, I'll go out and smash these boys to death."

Zhong Yong asked Xiao Zeyu for orders. His previous injury was healed with Su Qing's medicine, but his double hammers fell in front of the two armies. The hammers he uses now are not enough weight. It was only heavy, and the weapon was not in his hand. When Zhong Yong lifted it, he felt that the hammer was as light as a feather. He must get back the pair of hammers that his master made for him.

"Zhong Yong must not act rashly."

Xiao Zeyu stopped Zhong Yong with a sullen face. As soon as the city gate opened, the Wanjia Army cavalry would swarm in, and Luocheng was in danger.

"Then just wait to be beaten?"

Zhong courageously looked at the dark Wanjia army under the city, and really wanted to smash the heads of these bastards with a hammer.

"The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, so don't fight recklessly."

Xiao Zeyu was also holding back his anger, but rationally restrained his impulse.

He still remembered how Su Qing made detonators. He had already ordered people to dig out all the nitrate in all the latrines in the city, so that he could make detonators.

But Wan Jiajun didn't give him time at all, and started to organize a second onslaught as soon as he paused. The gate bar of the city gate was already overwhelmed and cracks appeared, as long as there are more than a dozen hits, the city gate will be broken.

Xiao Zeyu was ready to lead the army in hand-to-hand combat. He walked down the city wall in a suit of armor, his eyes were red, and he wanted to keep Los Angeles even if he died in battle today.

Behind them are the lives of tens of thousands of people, and as long as there is one person in the Xiao family army, they will protect them.

As soon as Xiao Zeyu walked down the city wall, he saw all the strong men in the city coming. There were as many as a thousand people in the dark. There was a fearless light in their eyes, they wanted to live and die with the Xiao family army.

Because of the defeat of the Xiao family army, the common people lived in dire straits as before.

Ji Shuisheng saw that the throats of these people who came to help spontaneously tightened up. He remembered these simple people, but he could solve today's crisis. When he sits on the throne in Japan, Los Angeles will exempt all taxes and give back to these helpers. their own people.

Seeing that the gate of the city was about to be knocked open, Xiao Zeyu mounted his horse with firm eyes, swung the spear in his hand, and his voice was like a bell:

"Brothers, follow me to kill the enemy."

(End of this chapter)