Jiaohua

The battlements were crowded with people, and wherever swords and spears passed, cold light splattered blood.

The Han defenders had too few troops and were outnumbered. They had a very hard time fighting and were completely supported by their courage to fight to the death.

The Northern Yuan soldiers were numerous, but the only way to get up was by ladder, and the battlement was very high, so they were already out of breath when they climbed up.

While holding on desperately, we also climbed bravely.

There was only one arrow tower after a long journey, and the elite archers on the arrow tower died before they could accomplish their mission. Meng Jinci had no time to feel sad about this, as he was fully focused on the catapult.

Now it can be fully confirmed that there are indeed only such a small number of troops guarding the entire Qingji Pass.

It is only a matter of time before we capture Qingji Pass.

However, as a military commander, he must minimize his losses.

No matter how fiercely the opponent fights, he wants to end it quickly and not waste time talking to the opponent.

Another long wooden arrow shot out from the dark window in the battlement.

Meng Jinci was protected behind heavy shields and human walls.

Meng Jinci had never encountered this type of weapon before.

But it doesn’t matter. Just serve whatever the other party has. They will learn how to use it quickly.

Just like their weapons, many of them were learned by the Han people.

The long wooden arrow did not reach the shield and stuck in the snow in front.

An officer shouted, "The thirteenth!"

The fourteenth arrow came right after, and suddenly with a loud bang, the arrow pierced through the shield and the bodies of two soldiers at the same time.

The two soldiers were torn apart by the huge force and lay gasping for breath on the ground.

Meng Jinci's personal followers on both sides rushed to his side to protect him immediately.

Meng Jinci pushed them away and walked quickly towards one of the soldiers.

"My Lord is in danger!"

"Protect the general!"

"Stand up your shield!"

Meng Jinci picked up a half-broken shield from the soldier, on which a sharp arrow was stuck.

Unlike the pure wooden arrows shot before, the arrowhead this time was wrapped with tightly fitting iron sheets.

No wonder it can penetrate the shield.

At this moment, the fifteenth and sixteenth followed closely.

One of them was also covered with iron and also pierced the shield.

The deputy generals nearby were so scared that they all ran up to protect Meng Jinci.

"General, don't stay here!"

"General, we can't stay here for long!"

"Sir, let's go to another place! Wait for the trebuchet to come!"

Meng Jinci was escorted away by his men. He held the broken shield tightly in his hand. Suddenly, he stopped and turned around to look at the high wall of Qingji Pass.

His soldiers climbed up one after another in dense crowds, and the top wall battlements were already filled with corpses.

Blood flowed along the snow outside the stone bricks. The contrast between red and white was sharp and particularly glaring.

Meng Jinci was puzzled. Is it so difficult to beat him?

It looks like there are not even a thousand people there. Even if there is such a tall strategic fortress, it should not be so difficult to defeat due to insufficient manpower and defense.

Is it because Ali is here?

"Sir!" an officer ran up, "the trebuchet is almost ready, but we may not have enough big stones."

Meng Jinci said calmly: "Don't worry, I have ordered Cang Liuji to lead a team of 1,000 people to dig the grave."

The officer didn't hear clearly: "General, what are you digging for?"

"The thing that Qingji Pass has the most is cemeteries, and there are many stone tablets. Throw these stone tablets over. I don't believe that Ali's head is made of iron and can block these stone tablets falling from the sky." Although it is a pity that there are no large rocks to be excavated nearby, these stone tablets will still hurt if they hit people.

In the dark room of the battle fortress, there were less than twenty long wooden arrows left.

Xia Zhaoyi did not use it again. She stared at Meng Jinci in the distance. He was being escorted away. The two crossbows could not reach him at this distance.

After looking at the formation, Xia Zhaoyi stood up and stepped down from the crossbow machine.

The soldiers in the dark room looked at her.

"General Ali, where are you going?" a soldier asked.

Xia Zhaoyi put the longbow on the table behind him, then adjusted the crossbow on his arm and took out a dagger with his other hand: "I am good at fighting. Instead of standing there in a daze, I might as well go up and kill a few more thieves."

Several soldiers immediately said, "Let's go too!"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "Keep these big guys for now and use them when the catapults are in range. Use your crossbows and bows and arrows and shoot here. Kill as many as you can. It's a win if you kill one."

After saying that, she turned around, walked up the stairs and left the dark room.

Shen Lie was guarding there.

The entrance to the dark room was easy to find. Shen Lie stood alone at the gate, wielding his bloodthirsty spear. The corpses of the Northern Yuan soldiers piled up into a mountain on both sides of him.

After Xia Zhaoyi went up, he raised his hand and two silver leaves flew out from his fingertips, cutting the carotid arteries of the two Northern Yuan soldiers.

Blood spurted out, and the two men raised their hands to stop it, but they couldn't stop it.

Shen Lie turned around, his handsome face was covered in blood, and the murderous intent and coldness in his black eyes did not fade for a moment: "A-Li, why are you here?"

Xia Zhaoyi raised his lips and smiled: "They are dilly-dallying, and the catapults have not come yet."

As she spoke, she suddenly rushed forward, passed by him, and in an instant was ten steps away from him. She raised her knife and killed a man: "It's cold and boring down there, I'll warm you up!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she fired several arrows from the crossbow in her arm. When several Northern Yuan soldiers fell down, she pressed forward and killed another one with the dagger in her hand.

The nearby Beiyuan soldiers widened their eyes and everyone looked at her in horror.

I have never seen such fast skills!

In their perspective, she was like a deadly Shura who appeared beside them in an instant.

Crossbow, dagger, hidden weapon, elbows, knees, and feet.

These are all her weapons.

She killed with great ferocity and viciousness, and took the initiative to charge into the encirclement of the Beiyuan soldiers. Wherever she passed, there were ghosts howling and wolves howling, and blood spurting out.

But this style of play is also very physically demanding.

Shen Lie chased after her all the way, and asked as he killed her: "Ali, where's the whip?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and hurt you!"

"..."

Xia Zhaoyi said again: "Don't stay too far away from me!"

Shen Lie didn't ask why, and said loudly: "Okay!"

"I'm fighting like I don't care about my life, but it feels great! I've never let go of my hands and feet so freely and felt so refreshed before!"

Shen Lie suddenly smiled, his black eyes were deep and bright, and his heart was filled with lofty sentiments: "Okay! I'm right here, come back to me when you're tired!"

Xia Zhaoyi really felt like he was going crazy.

Even when she was in Lan Ze City, she transformed into a night ghost and roamed the city like a fish in water, she did not act so presumptuous. After all, she had to retain the physical strength to escape unscathed.

But now, she is not alone.

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly remembered what she had mentioned to Zhao Ning a long time ago, about the sense of security that Shen Lie gave her.

In this world, Shen Lie is the only person besides her master whom she can trust without reservation and entrust her life to.

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly became very happy and shouted loudly: "Shen Lie!"

Shen Lie kicked a Beiyuan soldier away and took back the spear from his abdomen: "Ali, I'm here!"

(End of this chapter)