With the rise of my family, I can summon the Daoist Soldiers' Nest.

Although Lin Ye swiftly killed three second-rate shaman warriors and knocked one off the city wall.

But at almost the same time, on another siege tower on the other side, a large number of elite Northern Xiongnu troops seized the fleeting opportunity and swarmed onto the city wall.

The reason why the situation there collapsed so quickly was due to the fact that nearly ten centurions in the Northern Xiongnu army, these real third-rate warriors, unleashed astonishing fighting power.

Faced with the Lin family army's spearmen's mechanical and dense thrusting attacks, these centurions did not dodge or evade amidst the rain of arrows, but roared and frantically poured their inner strength into the steel scimitars in their hands.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A series of ear-piercing metallic clangs rang out.

The scimitar, imbued with fierce internal force, cleaved precisely at the middle of the rapidly thrusting iron spear.

That immense force actually snapped the tough iron spear shaft in two!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Blood splattered from the severed spearheads, and the spearmen, now unarmed, retreated in panic. The Northern Xiongnu soldiers seized the opportunity to close in, their scimitars and battle axes aimed straight for the spearmen's throats and hearts.

Even more deadly, whenever a pikeman attempted to lunge from under the cover of his shield, a precise arrow would always come from below or the side, piercing through his body.

These arrows came at an extremely tricky angle, clearly indicating that there were also skilled archers in the Northern Xiongnu army who were cooperating with them.

Under the combined assault of close-quarters combat and precise arrows, the Lin family army's originally tight spear formation began to falter, with soldiers falling from the arrows or being killed by the warriors.

Under the double blow, the pike formation defending this side of the passage quickly collapsed. Fortunately, the ten shield-wielding guards that Lin Ye had arranged earlier played a crucial role at this moment.

These soldiers from the Third Rank were fearless and brave. They raised their heavy tower shields and withstood the rain of arrows and sword strikes, blocking the breach without retreating an inch.

Although they were also riddled with wounds, they managed to withstand the initial waves of attacks from the third-rate Northern Xiongnu warriors.

At the critical moment, Liu Yun, who was directing the defense of the siege ladders nearby, keenly sensed the danger on the flank.

He roared and led two third-rate warriors back to defend, working with the shield-and-halberd guards to barely repel the Northern Xiongnu warriors who had broken in.

However, at this very moment, the Lin family army's defenses had already been breached.

The Northern Xiongnu army that had stormed the city walls immediately split into two groups and expanded wildly along the walls to both sides, entangled with the Lin family soldiers who were defending the siege ladders, and the sounds of fighting were deafening.

Taking advantage of the moment when the defending troops were thrown into disarray by the flanking attack, the Northern Xiongnu soldiers who were climbing the ladders sped up and charged upwards with strange cries.

Although the Lin family army was still desperately stabbing and slashing downwards with spears and swords, their situation was extremely difficult at this point.

"Stones! Throw stones!" the sergeant roared.

However, he was met with despair. Due to insufficient preparation, the stones and logs behind the crenellations on the city wall had long been exhausted, leaving only a few scattered broken bricks and tiles.

Without any heavy objects to throw, the defenders had to risk sticking out most of their bodies and using their knives and guns to parry the monkey-like climbers.

"Pfft!" A soldier had just taken down a Northern Xiongnu when an arrow shot from the side pierced his neck, and blood spurted out.

"Ah—!" Another soldier was caught by the grappling hook and dragged off the city wall.

The Northern Xiongnu archers below seemed to have seized the opportunity, their arrows flying fast and accurately, specifically targeting the defenders who dared to expose their positions.

In a short time, the casualties of the Lin family army rose sharply, and blood flowed down the city bricks, staining the bluish-gray stone slabs blackish-red.

The defense line is crumbling.

Lin Ye immediately began to move swiftly across the city wall, relentlessly reaping the enemy with his longsword, especially the third-rate centurions who were the backbone of the army; their attacks were unstoppable by ordinary soldiers.

But just as Lin Ye killed the fifth centurion and led his soldiers to repel five hundred-man squads, the situation began to improve.

Another group of shaman warriors stormed in using a ladder; there were only three of them, but they brought with them a suffocating sense of oppression.

The leader of the group, as soon as he stepped onto the city wall, fixed his gaze on Lin Ye, who was fighting a bloody battle, like a hawk.

He let out a long roar, his body rising from the ground like a roc spreading its wings, rushing straight towards the forest.

The two third-rate captains who tried to intercept him had just raised their weapons when they were instantly killed by two second-rate shaman warriors behind them, who sliced ​​them into pieces as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. Along with more than twenty soldiers around them, they were all turned into mincemeat in an instant.

"A first-rate shaman! And extremely powerful!" Lin Ye's pupils contracted slightly as he instantly assessed the enemy's situation. This person's internal strength seemed to be even greater than his own.

Faced with such a formidable enemy, Lin Ye showed no fear; on the contrary, his fighting spirit soared.

He let out a long roar, unleashing the full power of his Qingyuan Sword Technique, transforming himself into a streak of azure light as he proactively faced the three.

A first-rate shaman warrior wields a bone staff, the gemstone inlaid at the head of the staff shimmering with an eerie red light. The staff whistles through the air, its internal energy is powerful, and each strike carries a heavy sense of oppression.

Lin Ye exchanged several blows with him, his longsword clashing with the bone staff, and he felt a numbness in his arm, his internal energy flow slightly stagnate. His opponent's internal energy was indeed a notch deeper than his own!

"Hahaha, you Han dogs, prepare to die!" The top-tier shaman laughed wildly, sweeping his bone staff and bringing with it a bloody stench.

Lin Ye, however, relied on his extraordinary lightness skill to gracefully retreat just before the arrow could be released, while his longsword, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, targeted the opponent's weaknesses.

Although his internal strength was slightly inferior, Lin Ye's sword speed was faster and his movement techniques were more unpredictable.

"Jingle bells!"

Sword light and staff shadows intertwined wildly, and Lin Ye gradually gained the upper hand amidst the combined attacks of one first-rate and two second-rate shaman warriors.

His sword became faster and more cunning, keeping three formidable enemies tightly entangled and buying precious breathing space for the soldiers behind him.

"roar--!"

Just at this critical moment, two roars filled with violence came from the side.

Two burly, humanoid soldiers covered in ice crystal scales suddenly leaped onto the city wall. With a swing of their claws, they tore two unsuspecting Lin family soldiers to pieces!

Lin Ye caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and his heart sank. "Damn it, it's the Frost Wolf Guard!"

These two Daoist soldiers were none other than the Frost Wolf Guards, top-tier Daoist soldiers that Lin Ye had encountered when he was suppressing bandits in Qinghe County. They had amazing defenses and could not be harmed in the slightest by ordinary swords and knives.

They charged into the Lin family army's ranks as if they were in an empty field. Wherever they went, the Lin family army's squads were overthrown one after another, and screams of agony rose and fell.

"Stop them!" Lin Ye shouted anxiously, but he was held back by three shaman warriors and could not spare a moment.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Two figures shot out from the flank; it was Liu Yun and Lin Qiang.

Both were second-rate martial artists who had recently broken through to higher levels. At this moment, they had no time to think and each swung their swords to meet the Frost Wolf Guard.

"Clang! Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Even with their combined efforts, Liu Yun and Lin Qiang could barely withstand the fierce attacks of the two Dao soldiers.

The Frost Wolf Guards were not only incredibly strong, but each claw strike carried a chilling aura. Even more terrifying was that, as the battle progressed, the frost-laden energy accompanying their attacks began to erode Liu Yun and Lin Qiang's limbs.

"It's so cold! My hands and feet are freezing..." a soldier exclaimed in alarm.

Liu Yun and Lin Qiang's movements became noticeably slower, and their breaths were frosty; the situation was rapidly deteriorating.

If this drags on any longer, they will undoubtedly be defeated.

On Lin Ye's side, the pressure was equally immense. The first-rate shaman warrior possessed profound internal energy, and the two second-rate warriors cooperated seamlessly. Although Lin Ye managed to suppress them with his sword speed and movement techniques, it was absolutely impossible to determine a winner in a short time.

Besieged on two fronts, in imminent danger!