Lord Moyu was forced to open

Chapter 128

puff!

Blood splattered, and a black head shot up into the sky. Jia Ping wiped the blood splashed on his face and looked around!
There were only a dozen or so soldiers around who were still struggling to hold on, the city wall was already filled with poisonous soldiers pouring up, and there were dark-skinned poisonous soldiers everywhere.

There was excitement in their eyes, because they knew that as long as they killed the last dozen of them, the battle would be over, and they wouldn't have to die anymore.

He swung his saber again and hacked one person to death, forcing the surrounding poisonous soldiers to take two steps back again and again. Jia Ping raised his simple saber and shouted loudly:

"Brothers, the Day of Death is today, for Yunzhou County! For our family! For King Yun's crown! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The remaining dozen or so soldiers of the guard army roared and rushed into the crowd of poisoned soldiers, brandishing their weapons desperately as a last-ditch effort!
Their desperate attitude frightened the triumphant body poison soldiers. At the last moment here, no one wanted to break here.

So all of a sudden, dozens of people were killed by more than a dozen guards and retreated steadily, and no one dared to face the desperate guards.

On the contrary, when retreating, the soldiers of the guard army who were rushed over by accident hacked to death more than a dozen!
Below the city, there was a burst of vibration, and there was a loud noise under the city. It was the sound of elephant soldiers hitting the city gate.

Although the city gate of Mawu County had been repaired and refurbished by the guards, it couldn't help being hit by more than [-] giant elephants in turn. After hitting for about two quarters of an hour, the sound of cracking and cracking could be heard continuously.

All the people above and below the city only heard a loud noise!
The tall and thick city gate was blown open!
boom!
Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the city gate of Mawu County was finally completely cleared. When the smoke and dust cleared, the poisoned soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed towards the city screaming and waving their weapons.

The respected Amir just now ordered that in order to punish the untouchables in the city for defecting to the enemy, they can wreak havoc for three days after breaking the city!
Whatever they did in the city during these three days could be forgiven.

As soon as this promise was made, the aura of the poisoned soldiers was raised to the peak in an instant.

Seeing the opening of the city gate, they rushed into the city one by one. They couldn't wait to start having fun!

Downstairs of the city gate, this Amir, a poisonous army, was riding a horse and advancing slowly. The soldiers around him rushed into the city one by one, and looked up at the top of the city. It's exhausted.

Looking at it, the knife can hardly be swung!

Pol Rajput!

This is his name. As a born Kshatrili, he was destined to become a noble officer from birth. Amir, who is of a higher rank than Dahl, commands [-] cavalry!
It is more than 60 times that of his father's Manshabudar who commanded forty riders!
He is regarded as the glory of the family, as long as he commands the battle, he has never lost, and it is the same today!
only……

Pol Rajput's face became gloomy. The casualties in this battle were too great. The enemy only had more than 200 people defending the city, but they paid a total of more than 500 casualties to capture this place. A city.

The army under him can be said to be half useless, and I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Such a large battle loss made him unhappy even if he won the battle.

After losing so much power, his status will undoubtedly be lowered a lot when he returns to the eldest prince's side. After all, no matter where he is, the strength in his hands is the most important thing!
But things have come to this point, even regretting is useless, Pol Rajput saw that those people on the top of the city hadn't taken down the last dozen or so enemies, and his anger suddenly rose.

Immediately called the messenger and ordered:

"Notify all the soldiers on the top of the city that if they haven't cut off the heads of those dozen people within ten galas, then I will cut off their left ears!
If they haven't taken down those enemies within twenty galas, I'll cut off their right hands and demote them as top spinning tops. From then on, the family will become pariahs from generation to generation!
Their cowardly appearance simply tarnished Kshatriya's honor! "

(The time for one Galo is about 1.6 minutes)

"Yes! Lord Amir!"

The messenger should then quickly run up to the top of the city, conveying Pol Rajput's order. It was like stabbing a hornet's nest in an instant. It's a pity.

If the heads of these enemies are not cut off within the specified time, and Lord Amir is demoted to be the top top, then not only themselves will suffer, but their family will also be discriminated against and looked down upon by the entire Kshatrili!
Because they actually have a lowly relative of the first top, this incident is to tarnish the entire Kshatriya tribe!
It is extremely embarrassing, and the honor of the family will be trampled underfoot. In the current poisonous land, such behavior is not allowed.

The family will deal with them all!
The poisonous soldiers who were no longer cowering instantly made the soldiers of the guard army who were still persisting feel more pressure, and the casualties appeared soon.

One, two, three...

In the desperate state of the poisonous soldiers, there were only a dozen or so guard soldiers left just now, and Jia Ping survived to the end relying on his rich battlefield experience.

But at this time his physical strength has also been exhausted.

In the end, no one was back to back and formed a circle to deal with the poisonous soldiers who were constantly attacking.

Seeing that the time for ten galas was approaching, a military judge on the city wall who was ready to cut off his ears came up indifferently.

At this moment, all the poisonous soldiers on the city wall went crazy, and began to attack desperately.

……

Barely raising his sword to block a chopped bronze knife, Jia Ping couldn't help but took two steps back, his physical strength was already exhausted, he had no extra strength after taking this blow, and he even started to wobble when he stood up Shaking.

"It seems that today is the day of this general's death!"

The mixture of sweat and blood blurred his eyes, making Jia Ping somewhat unable to see the scene in front of him clearly, but he knew that he had no time to fight again, so he finally raised his strength and tried to raise the knife in his hand again.

But perseveringly, he really lost his strength, and under the forceful lifting, he was brought and fell to the ground.

"It seems that he is really going to die here..."

Before he fell into a coma, Jia Ping thought this way, but why is there such a loud and familiar local voice?
"The first army! The first battalion was ordered to come to support!
You barbarians who dare to kill the soldiers of our guards will die for me, Lu Guangtian! ! ! "

Noisy voices came indistinctly, and there seemed to be panicked shouts and wailing sounds from all around, but these had nothing to do with Jia Ping.

Jia Ping's consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and he could no longer hear the slightest sound from the outside world...

(End of this chapter)