1194 Unity
Those who climbed to the shield position naturally couldn't bear the heat, screamed, and fell down from the ladder.

Some fell directly from one side, but that was fine, but most of them rolled down the ladder, so that other soldiers behind were also involved in the fall.

And those who crawled to the vacated position...

The sixteen elite soldiers standing behind the shield were carrying steel swords and beheaded each person they saw.

For a moment, the heads on the city gate tower were like rolling melons, clattering to the ground.

Wei Qi pointed to the bloody heads on the ground and said to those holding sacks: "Pretend!"

Only then did everyone realize the role of the sack.

If they didn't put the heads in the bag and throw it down, there would be nowhere for them to stay upstairs!

There was only room for one person to pass through the free space of the shield, and the shields on both sides were too hot to touch, making it impossible for them to fight and resist.

Come up, there is nothing else but death.

Soon, as the attacks of several groups of people were ineffective, the enemy called for a halt and withdrew the remaining people.

There was a burst of cheers from the top of the city gate, "Old Wei, you are so awesome. You usually keep quiet, but I didn't expect that you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve!"

When Wei Qi heard this, his face was solemn and he couldn't smile at all.

His little skill was unable to stop King Nan'an's elite soldiers.

This kind of small-scale victory is just fun to watch!

Since King Nan'an has been preparing to force the palace to seize the throne for several years, how can a few of his gatekeepers stop him.

All the successes before, but because the other party didn't take them seriously, he could take advantage of them!
If it were a serious contest...

Before the man could finish his words, someone raised his hand and exclaimed, "Look, there's someone here again! There's someone here again~"

The voice trembled with horror.

The cheers in the crowd suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the enemy.

I saw more than a hundred strong-looking people rushing toward the city gate. Those people stretched out their hands quickly and moved quickly. At first glance, they were people with extraordinary martial arts skills.

"Old Wei, do we have any backup?"

The group of people was almost speeding along. Someone grabbed Wei Qi's sleeve and asked in shock.

After he finished speaking, before Wei Qi could answer, the group of people arrived under the city gate, their movements were so fast that it was almost dumbfounding.

Without thinking much, Wei Qi immediately shouted, "Quick, except for those 16 people, the rest should go under the city gate and are not allowed to come up! If necessary, pull the fuse!"

Hundreds of meters away from the gate of the imperial city, there are gunpowder defenses.

This is an industrial defense set up by the previous government and has been extremely well maintained over the years.

It can be said to be the most powerful line of defense in front of the city gate.

Gunpowder is very powerful and can prevent and kill enemies, but it can also affect innocent people nearby. The court will never use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

While he was talking, the speeding experts had already flown up to the city gate tower against the human wall.

Because they were using light skills to forcefully fly up, those hot shields could not hurt them at all.

Wei Qi immediately stopped talking and gritted his teeth and raised his sword to face the enemy.

Fortunately, these dozen or so of them are all Xiao Yu's capable men, and their kung fu is also extraordinary. Although they cannot defeat ten of them one by one, they can hold each other tightly in groups of three or four, with their companions and their steel knives on their backs. He was like a crazy wolf, fighting desperately against the enemy. In one moment, he held down more than 100 people and even injured countless enemies.

But in the end they were outnumbered.

No matter how high your kung fu is or how good your unity is, it will not be able to withstand the large number of people on the other side, and your physical strength will be greatly depleted.

Those who were yelled down by Wei Qi only went downstairs when they suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wei Qi drove them down, not to pull the line of fire. It takes so many people to pull the line of fire!

This is basically because Wei Qi and the others are fighting to the death to leave them a way to survive.

We are all fierce men, and no one has more heads than the other!

Immediately, a group of people left a rather elderly person who went downstairs and was ready to pull the line of fire, and the rest went back upstairs with their knives in hand.

It was righteous of others to give him a chance to live, but he couldn't do such a shameless thing, and he really turned into a coward!

If you really shrink down, your ancestral graves will start to smoke!

Although the martial arts of this group of people are not high, they can still parry one or two.

Seeing them coming back again, Wei Qi immediately understood what was going on, his heart suddenly became hot, and he yelled, "Brothers, hold on!"

Their appearance somewhat distracted the enemy's attention. Wei Qi and the others only felt relaxed and took a slight breather before clenching their teeth and fighting in the blood.

The enemy was outnumbered and we were outnumbered, and the opponents were all experts, so there were no need to mention the casualties. Seeing those companions who had been with them day and night together with the corpses of the enemy, Wei Qi's heart felt like a needle pricking his heart.

As Hongyan was about to kill, he suddenly heard a sound like a whistle passing by his ears. Before he could react, the enemy generals had their throats sealed with arrows and fell to the ground.

All the enemies suddenly died. The surviving gatekeepers were stunned for a moment, and then with their blood-smeared faces, they shouted frantically, "Old Wei, reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming!"

Wei Qi was holding the steel knife in his hand, and when he saw Yuan Bao standing on the top of the city gate tower and was swinging down with an arrow, he let go of his hand, and the steel knife fell to the ground with a thud.

As if his energy had been drained, he collapsed on the ground against the city wall.

The commander of the Forbidden Army said that if he could wait until Young Master Mu's people arrived, the mission would be completed.

This Yuanbao is Young Master Mu’s personal attendant!

Yuan Bao flew downstairs and glanced at the blood-soaked battlefield on the tower. With a stern look on his face, he walked up to Wei Qi in a few steps and asked, "Are you seriously injured?"

Wei Qi nodded, "I can still fight!"

Yuan Bao said: "That's not necessary. If you can still move, take your brothers down immediately. There are imperial doctors below. As long as they are still breathing, don't give up. They are all doing well!"

He was obviously just a follower, a follower of a ten-year-old child, but his few words made everyone's blood boil again.

As expected of a member of the Chinan Hou Mansion!

Wei Qi responded, stood up holding his steel knife, turned around and led a group of wounded brothers downstairs.

Just as he turned around, he saw yellow dust flying hundreds of meters away from the city gate, and the uniform sound of horse hooves charging towards them like thunder and drums.

Wei Qi had good eyesight. When he saw the old general taking the lead, he was immediately shocked and asked, "Old King Ping Xi?"

Yuan Bao nodded, "Don't worry, there are clear roads at the other three city gates. Luo Zhisong and Dong Ce led their troops to rush there!"

Wei Qi's face moved slightly when he heard Luo Zhisong's name.

His delaying tactics were all taught to him by Luo Zhisong himself.

That thin counselor who seemed to be about to fall ill and return to the West at any moment... was actually wearing armor and wielding an army to kill the enemy!
With a feeling of heroic admiration in his heart, Wei Qi said to Yuan Bao: "Which door is Mr. Luo at?"

"North Gate!"

After Yuan Bao finished speaking, Wei Qi turned around and handed the wounded brother to a companion to take care of him. He picked up the knife and went straight to the north gate.

(End of this chapter)

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