Chapter 167: Fury

"Damn it! This group of Samor cowards!" Balantis with the army charge stood in blood at the gate of the city wall, with a sharp sword in his hand with a gap, several iron crossbows inserted in the iron shield, and excellent armor on his body. In the chaos, several gaps were cut, revealing wounds with blood marks,
The retreating Samor defended in front of him, making all the Riva cars rushing up the city walls full of blood, and both sides killed their red eyes. The unrelenting Samorans finally couldn't resist it, which was like hitting everyone. Doping
"Kill all the Samors!" The Japanese soldiers shouted and shouted. The dense spears were like tall forests. More and more soldiers climbed the fortress. People can only rely on the narrow city wall passage to block the attack of the Japanese warriors.
　　 The outer wall of the fortress has been lost across the board. After the tenacious resistance, the Samor garrison set fire to more than ten bulky crossbow vehicles. The remaining hundreds of people all withdrew into the higher inner city to stand by and wait for assistance.
　　The crossbowmen in the high arrow tower continue to block the crowded enemies on the city road, but the effect is not obvious for the Japanese tile vehicles with the shields below,
Without the threat of a fortress crossbow car, the people in the city road began to siege the arrow tower, and soon the arrow tower in the outer city was also lost. The Samor crossbowman who was forced to the end, jumped from the towering arrow tower with a shield. , Hit the crowd of enemies below. . . . . . ,
The sky gradually dimmed, the noise of the hustle and bustle in the fortress gradually subsided, and the Ziva people who occupied the outer city began to clear the city road where the corpses accumulated, throwing a broken body from the city wall, and throwing it with wooden boards The piles of corpses were pushed into the big pit and buried, and the bodies of the Samor soldiers were piled up on the city road to form a pile of corpses of more than ten meters, demonstrating to the Samor defenders in the inner city,
The night wind blew, the strong smell on the city road made people sick, and the Japanese tilers on the city had to give up. All plans to spend the night on the city road were withdrawn to the tent outside the fortress. Taking advantage of the night to set fire to burn the companions piled up on the city road.
Exhausted offensive and defensive on both sides, so silently looked at the city road, the burning body piles, the broken Tudike fortress, reflected in the blazing fire, everyone was waiting, the Samor was waiting for reinforcements, and the Zhiwa was on the road. Wait for the catapult to be built,
"How far is our scout from Tulendike?" The fat man asked sharply while riding, and the cool night breeze blowing across his face could not eliminate the anxiety in the fat man's heart. Collisat and the guard were behind him. Long Salong, on the mountain road around, a long dragon composed of torches is rushing forward
This time, the fat man not only mobilized the various garrisons in the southern region of the Samor, but also transferred the Croissant Banner Regiment and the Longbow Archers who are good at fighting in the mountains. A reinforcement of nearly 30,000 troops like the river and the sea To Sartos, because they were fighting in the mountains, most of the mobilization was light infantry. The Samuel Light Cavalry Regiment is undergoing additional training due to the excessive losses of the Battle of Kyoto.
"Report to the Lord! The news from the frontline scouts, Tu, Tulentik Fortress is still in our hands!" A guard came galloping on a warhorse, because the dismounting was too fast, and it was thrown away from the unstayed battle. Came down and rolled in the mountain shrubs
　　 "What are you talking about!" The fat man could hardly believe his ears. He hurried over and lifted the guard who was still lying on the ground. He asked sharply, "You said Tulundike is still in our hands?"
　　 "Yes, lord", this guard has just gasped for a while, his voice hoarse.
　　 "But according to the scout observation, the outer wall of the Tulendike fortress has been lost, and now only the inner city still hangs the Falcon battle flag! There is an army of about 8,000 people outside the city that is besieging the fortress!"
　　 "Okay, very good!" The fat man heard the enemy still in the fortress, smiled, and ordered to the surrounding guards, "The whole army speeds up, and I will use the blood of the enemy tonight to console the heroes of the southern war dead!"
Outside the Tulendike fortress, the Ziva car is a big camp, Oremte has a complex look at the distance, the Tulundike fortress like a lurking beast in the night~EbookFREE.me~The fierce fighting in the day is still there Oremte's mind lingered, and the Samor warriors' unstoppable momentum made this famous southern general who still adhered to the knight's glory in the heart of the Japanese warrior, and gave up on the city wall. The whole army withdrew and rested. Lemmt put forward, "Tomorrow, these last soldiers will become a cold body!" Oremte shook his head with a sigh, and the woods in the distance blew in the night breeze, one A strange whistling sound pierced the night sky, which made Aumlet's face abrupt
　　 A dense mountain forest 300 meters away from the left side of the camp suddenly burst into countless fire points and quickly crossed the road arc to the camp of the Japanese tile,
"It was a thorn tile long archer!" Oumlet, who had fought with the thorn tile barbarians for eight years, felt cold in the back. No one knew better than him. In the complex mountain forests, these abilities were agile and vigorous. The stab tile long archer is definitely a nightmare for all Japanese tiles to light infantry,
　　 "The fire is on! The fire is on!" With the help of the mountain breeze, the fire caused the Riva car camp to quickly fall into a sea of ​​fire, and thousands of warriors were surrounded by the fire, and there were panic deserters everywhere.
"Take all your strength! It's time for us to stab the Wa people and the Riva Chess to calculate the ledger." Kestai looked at the Riva Chess who fled in the fire with red eyes. Around the corner, countless swarwa archers have similar eyes flashing, and they continue to bend their bows and shoot arrows to shoot a vengeful arrow. The grievances of the Riwache and the southern swamp have lasted for hundreds of years, and more than 100,000 savages have died in Japan. In the hands of Wachche, complex fires are burning in the hearts of every tribe
　　 (I'm not in today's state, sorry, a small number of words, I will fill it in tomorrow)
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