Rebirth of Wu Ba Spring and Autumn

Loulan Kingdom, outside the city of Muni.

Under the scorching sun, the Gobi Desert seems to be roasting on the stove, and the scorching heat waves sweep across every inch of land, making people breathless.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the yellow sand all over the sky, the Persian army once again launched an attack on this ill-fated city.

For several months, the Persians besieged Mud City from time to time, but they were unable to attack for a long time.

Compared with the Persians who had no shortage of food and drink, the soldiers and civilians in the city looked even more bleak.

Although there is no such thing as changing children to eat in the city of Muni, there is already a large amount of water shortage. Many people in Loulan country are starving to the point of dim eyesight, sallow complexion and emaciation.

It was in such a difficult environment that the Wu army led by Wu Ming and more than 1000 soldiers of the Loulan army fought stubbornly and stubbornly repelled several Persian attacks.

"Ready to fight!"

Seeing the Persians attacking again, Wu Ming climbed to the top of the wall himself, held the crenel with one hand, and gave orders there.

"The king once said that the best defense is offense!"

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, Mu Le will choose to live and die with the Wu people in the city!

"it is good."

Compared to the relatively calm generals of the Wu army, the defenders of Loulan Kingdom turned pale with fright and trembled uncontrollably.

"This is the Great Wu Divine Arrow, and strange things will happen to those who hit it!"

Especially the officers and soldiers of the Wu army in the westbound caravan, all of them are elite soldiers!

In the cover of yellow sand all over the sky, horseshoes were chaotic, and military chariots galloped.

When the rocket touched the kerosene, the flames burst into flames instantly.

The wooden chariot was instantly ignited by the fire.

"call out!"

Wu Ming set his sights on Mueller.

"Shhhhhh!"

The Persian wailed and fell off the chariot.

In the eyes of the Wu soldiers, these people became a group of "savages" crowned with monkeys.

Wu Ming then boarded the army chariot, led nearly 1000 Wu Jun sharp soldiers, went out of the city and entered the enemy's formation, rushing left and right all the way, as if entering the land of no one!
Wu Jun's combat effectiveness is very sturdy.

The frenzied war horse spread its hooves and bumped around.

"Chirp—"

According to Wu Ming's instructions, Mu Le shouted in Persian.

After a long time, when the Persians regrouped, Wu Ming soaked the arrowhead of an arrow in the urn full of poison, and signaled Mu Le beside him to shout to the Persians.

Wu Ming pulled the iron-tired hard bow, shot an arrow a hundred paces away, and just hit a Persian.

On the top of the city, the unkempt and dry-lipped soldiers of the Wu army tightly grasped the weapons in their hands. Looking at the mighty enemy outside the city, they couldn't help swallowing subconsciously.

Mueller wanted to dissuade Wu Ming.

However, Wu Ming just waved his hand and said, "Mr. Muller, I am not as good as you when it comes to learning. But you are not as good as me when it comes to fighting!"

Wu Ming, who saw the timing right, showed a kind of evil spirit between his brows, and waved his big hand: "Pass down my general order! All the soldiers of the Wu Kingdom, follow me out of the city to kill the enemy!"

"boom!"

"General Wu, there are tens of thousands of Persians outside the city..."

The Persian soldiers who were burnt so badly were rolled all over the ground and burned to death...

At this time, Wu Ming supported the crenel with one hand, and laughed loudly: "Mr. Muller, shout!"

Following Wu Ming's order, the soldiers of the Wu army, who had been ready to go, immediately shook the rope in their hands, and one end of the rope was tied to the jar.

More than 30 jars were thrown out, fell on the yellow sand, and shattered in response.

Wu Ming, who was silently estimating the distance in his heart, immediately waved his hand and said loudly, "Let go!"

"what!"

Apart from the fact that his body is stronger than that of the Wu people, in other respects, there is nothing remarkable about it.

"Pfft!"

However, the Persian soldier who was shot by Wu Ming with an arrow ended up miserable.

After a while, the Persian chariot team rushed to a place not far from Mud City.

The fire oil in the jar leaked all over the floor.

However, Muller admired Chinese culture and was loyal to the state of Wu. He felt great disgust for the treacherous and aggressive Persians...

This made the Persians more or less confused.

Wu Ming immediately raised his bow and set his arrow, aiming at the place where the kerosene was pouring, and then shot out with a "swish".

Fortunately, every time the city was defended, the soldiers who rushed to the front line were basically soldiers of the Wu army.

Mueller didn't understand what he meant, but agreed anyway.

Mu Le once served as an official in the Achaemenid Dynasty and was in charge of going to Wu State. He just felt the prosperity of Chinese culture and was entrusted with an important task by Qingji.

This tragic scene made the Persians behind them stop, feeling terrified.

"kill!"

People are screaming, horses are whining.

Otherwise, if these Loulan soldiers charge forward, it will inevitably lead to chaos, and then they will end up in ruins.

This time Muller joined Wu's westbound caravan, but he didn't expect to be ambushed by the Persians.

"Boom!"

There is an emotion called "fear" in each of them.

They wore leather armor, robes, and held round shields in their hands. Some Persian soldiers were even bare-chested, revealing their muscular tendons...

"Mr. Muller, please pass the message for me."

"There is a violent storm at this time, and it is God helping me! The Persians outside the city, in my Wu Ming's opinion, are just a bunch of chickens and dogs!"

Seeing the blood boiling from the wound, he couldn't help but panic.

"Rain! It's raining!"

In terms of height, the overall overall height of the Wu people is higher than that of the Persians!

The Persians outside the city couldn't help but panic.

It stands to reason that with Muller's reputation and identity, he could surrender directly to the Persians without having to continue to take risks in this mud city.

But the distance of dozens of steps!

It seemed to confirm what Wu Ming said, "Kachacha", accompanied by the roar of thunder and lightning, the purple-blue lightning pierced the dome.

"Strange thing! Weird thing! It's been a long time since Loulan country has rained! It looks like it will be a heavy rain!"

fear!

Once this kind of emotion spreads, it will cause irreversible consequences.

Could this really be the "Great Wu Divine Arrow"?
Just then, there was a strong wind, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Looking around, outside the huge mud city, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and a large mass of black human heads were constantly moving towards the city wall.

In the phalanx of the Persians, a huge team of chariots burst out.

An elite soldier who can fight against ten!
In a short while, the originally mighty Persian army was beaten to pieces by Wu Ming's thousand elite Wu soldiers, with heavy casualties.

The Persians were caught off guard by Wu Jun who suddenly came out.

Coupled with the powerful combat power displayed by the Wu army, and the sudden storm, the Persians couldn't help but feel terrified and extremely shocked.

"Wu people have gods to help! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

As a last resort, the Persians could only choose to retreat and avoid the edge temporarily.