One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 147 Abandoning the City Wall
The fierce battle at the top of the city continued until evening, and the sky was getting darker. Torches were lit inside and outside the city, dotted with stars, and the dim light shone on the corpses all over the ground.

The [-] northwest allied forces attacked the city for half a day and paid a heavy price.

Nearly 1 soldiers fell on the way to climb the city wall, and then another [-] fell on the top of the city.

Seeing that Anxi's city wall was completely stained red with a layer of blood, the Northwest general in charge trembled slightly.

They thought that climbing up the city wall was the most difficult step, and the next step would be much easier.

The defenders of the city lost the support of the city wall, so it is logically difficult to resist, and they will soon retreat.

Who would have thought that the Beiting army stood at the top of the city, forming a second pass with flesh and blood, and forcibly blocked waves of onslaughts from the Northwest coalition forces.

More than 1000 of the [-] Beiting troops died in battle, but they beheaded [-] Northwest coalition troops in close combat, creating a battle loss ratio of more than [-]:[-]!
Seeing the corpses rolling down from the top of the city, the Northwest generals were terrified and could only sigh:

"No loss is the world's most powerful army!"

The Beiting Army created an astonishing record, and Song Yun played a great role in it.

Especially when the two generals of the North Court were entangled by the Grandmaster of the Northwest, Song Yun became the only strong man capable of turning the tide, fighting fires everywhere, beheading countless generals of the Northwest, and forcibly saving one front after another that was on the verge of collapse return.

But many Beiting soldiers were outnumbered, besieged to death, or died of exhaustion, but he couldn't save them.

Seeing that one-third of the defenders in the city had been lost, Song Yun frowned, knowing that this could not go on.

"If you fight like this, there will be only a few defenders left in two days at most, and the city will not be able to keep it. The reinforcements will not arrive in time."

"Do I want to expose my strength in advance?"

"Damn it, why hasn't the so-called big event happened yet? Could it be that the Heavenly Demon really has to wait until the city is destroyed?"

Kicking an innate martial artist from the northwest ten feet away with one kick, he kicked him directly to the city. Song Yun broke out from the chaos again, found Guo Xin who was soaked in blood, and shouted at him:

"Retreat! All retreat to the city, let's fight in the streets!"

After hearing this, Guo Xin shook his head again and again, "In the battle at the top of the city, most of the enemy troops have to wait under the city wall, and only a small part can really go into battle."

"If we retreat to the urban area, the enemy army will have a lot of space inside and outside the city wall, and they will be able to truly exert their numerical advantage, and it will be even more difficult for us to fight!"

Song Yun chopped off two enemies who were attacking from behind, and shouted: "You guys are just trying to stall for time, just wait for reinforcements. Are you really thinking about five thousand against one hundred thousand?"

"Retreat to the city and drag slowly, I have a way to prevent the enemy from launching an attack!"

"And we fought for a long time without any rotation at all. The soldiers were exhausted and almost couldn't hold on!"

Guo Xin was stunned, and glanced left and right, and found that many infantry soldiers were out of breath, and some of them could barely lift their swords.

During the half day, each of them swung their knives hundreds of times with all their strength, and they had to move around constantly, with almost no time to rest. The consumption was terrifying.

It's okay to be an innate master, but a first- and second-tier martial artist simply doesn't have such ample physical strength.

Guo Xin calmed down instantly and realized that Song Yun was right.

If you don't retreat into the city to rest for a while, the Beiting army will be exhausted and their combat effectiveness will decline rapidly.

"I'll ask for instructions to thank the general." Guo Xin turned his head and rushed into the distance.

To withdraw, all the Beiting Army naturally had to retreat in an orderly manner, so as not to give the Northwest Allied Forces a chance to take advantage of the victory.

Not long after, gongs started to sound everywhere in the city.

Amidst the crisp beating of the gong, groups of soldiers maintained their positions and slowly moved back.

At the same time, the archers shoot arrows to suppress, so that the enemy and the enemy can safely distance themselves.

"Retired, the Beiting army finally retreated!"

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Northwest Allied Army breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help cheering.

Up to now, the powerful combat power of the Beiting Army has cast a psychological shadow on them.

At least five Northwest soldiers must be killed in order to fight to the death of a Beiting army. No one can stand this kind of fighting.

Many people suddenly relaxed, their weapons fell to the ground, and they sat down on the ground directly. It was impossible to pursue them.

"Get up!" Several Northwest generals climbed up to the top of the city one after another. Seeing this scene, they got angry and shouted, whipping their horsewhip:

"The battle is not over yet, what are you doing? Don't want to live anymore?"

At this time, if the Beiting army shot back with their carbine, the soldiers at the top of the city would collapse instantly, and the generals in the Northwest really broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, it seemed that the Beiting army couldn't hold on any longer. They quickly retreated down the city wall and entered the rows of houses in the city one after another, not intending to launch a counterattack.

The Northwest generals looked at each other, their faces relaxed a lot.

After taking down the city wall and controlling the four city gates, more than half of this battle has been won.

As for the Beiting army hiding in the city, there are only [-] people in total, they can only fight in the streets, and they can't pose any threat.

Seeing that the winning ticket was in their hands, they repeatedly commanded——

"I have guarded the four city gates, and we must not give the Beiting army a chance to break through!"

"The wounded are dragged down for treatment, and those who fought at the top of the city just now have a rest."

"Those who have not yet entered the battlefield, gather at the gates of the four cities and prepare to enter the city to fight!"

The Beiting army didn't take a rest, and they were all exhausted now, but the Northwest Allied Army had a lot of soldiers who hadn't done anything yet.

They recharged their energy and stored up their energy for a long time, waiting for work with leisure, and now they are dispatched quickly to start street fighting as soon as possible, and do not give the Beiting army too much time to rest...

In Anxi City, Guo Xin settled down the soldiers of the Budao Battalion, turned around and looked back at the top of the city.

The red triangular animal flags representing the Tang army fell down one after another, while the flags representing the three northwestern countries of Yue, Sheng, and Jing were raised one after another.

"Hey, I don't know if it's a wise choice to abandon the city wall. I hope Song Qing didn't lie to me."

Just about to communicate with the mysterious Deputy Captain Song again, Guo Xin looked left and right, and was surprised to find that he was gone!
"Where did Song Qing go?"

Guo Xin was a little worried. This was a secret envoy sent by the king of Tang. Just by looking at the token, he knew that his status was not low, and he couldn't die in Anxi.

Just as he was about to find someone, suddenly there was a slight sound in his ear, like the buzzing of a mosquito——

"I went to deal with the Northwest Allied Forces. Guo Ying is leading his subordinates to have a good rest. Don't worry about this side."

It was Song Fuwei who was speaking.

"Sound transmission of spiritual thoughts?" Guo Xin was very surprised, looking around, he didn't know where the sound came from.

This concealed method of sound transmission can make an innate master unable to find the slightest trace. It can be seen that "Song Qing"'s Taoism attainments are quite profound, not even worse than martial arts.

"In his early 20s, he is already a master of martial arts, and his Taoism is not weak. There are such people in China, why have I never heard of them before?"

Guo Xin shook his head, he could only think that this was a talent secretly cultivated by the imperial court, since he had King Jing's token, maybe it was the true biography of His Majesty King Jing.

(End of this chapter)