Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 28 Kill Sun

It's just that Lu Ye's arrows were not only inaccurate, but also slow. Of course, they didn't have much power. More than a dozen soft arrows were shot at Wang Hu and Sun Tou'er randomly.

Both of them are copper-skinned warriors, with energy and blood filling their skin, and they are as tough as old oxen.

In particular, Boss Sun was wearing iron armor. Less than half of Lu Ye's dozen arrows landed on him, as if he was being scratched.

Most of them fell on the iron foam armor on Wang Hu's body, hanging on Wang Hu's body tremblingly, and falling off one after another with Wang Hu's fierce movements.

Lu Ye shot with a wave, shooting Wang Hu like a pheasant that had lost its feathers.

Boss Sun was a little more wary when he saw Lu Ye bending his bow on one side, but when he saw that the other party was such a weak martial artist, he felt relieved.

Also, how can a fierce person be born among the refugees who almost starve to death and rely on food eaters to survive?

The performance of this iron-tower-like man had already surprised him. It was impossible that the other bow wielder was also a master.

At this time, Lu Ye threw away the bow, picked up a spear from the ground and took a few steps closer.

Seeing the gap between the two fighting fiercely, he suddenly charged forward.

Sun Touer glanced back with the tail of his gun, still cautious, but he didn't know that the tail of the gun just touched lightly, and Lu Ye flew out with a loud shout.

"I can't shoot arrows accurately and I'm weak with guns. I'm just an ordinary guy. He's not even at the level of a young warrior."

"This strong man is troublesome. He is just a bronze-skinned martial artist, but his strength is too great, so he must be dealt with carefully."

Boss Sun made a judgment on Lu Zizi and stopped paying attention to him, focusing only on dealing with Wang Hu.

It's just that Lu Ye was unyielding, being knocked away time and time again and rushing forward again and again.

It was like two bison charging and dueling, but there happened to be a mosquito nearby that was determined to suck the blood of one of the bison, which made Boss Sun very upset.

There were several times that he wanted to give Lu Yelai a hard blow and completely eliminate this annoying guy.

But Wang Hu was there and pestered him to death.

Leader Sun became more and more impatient as he fought. He now regretted that he should not have left the large group, but he rushed too fast. The armored officers and soldiers on both sides were still fighting with the infantry, so they could not help for the time being.

He took a moment to glance at his men. They were different from the armored officers and men who were invincible and charging wantonly when they first appeared.

Because Qin Tong, who served as the supervisor and executioner under the city, never sounded the gong, the infantry of the refugee army who did not dare to retreat without orders could only grit their teeth and persist on the city wall.

Occasionally, some scattered infantrymen escaped from the city wall, and were immediately beheaded by Qin Tong's order, and then put their heads on spears and stood them under the city wall.

The infantry had no way to retreat, and they fought more and more crazily. Anyway, it would be death to go back, and it would be death on the city wall. Maybe they could capture the city head with a fight?

Everyone broke into a chaotic fight.

The supporting officers and soldiers were few but well equipped, fighting in armored formations, advancing slowly, but losing the previous overwhelming momentum.

But after all, this is just the city wall of a county town. They formed two sparse arrays and were enough to cut off the city wall in the middle.

The refugee infantry were numerous and mixed, half of them were wearing cotton armor and had different weapons. Although they were familiar with fighting and fighting fiercely, they were unfamiliar with the formation. Their personal bravery was limited in front of the battle formation, and they were beaten and retreated.

However, after all, they had many people and dared to fight hard, so the situation was not a one-sided retreat.

At this moment, the Jin flag on the city wall was waving desperately.

Then, there were a few beeps from the two nearby city walls in response.

The four walls of the county town are connected and form a complete defense system. After the beep of the adjacent city walls, the people fighting in the melee immediately heard the sound of neat iron boots stepping on the ground from both sides of the city wall.

The sound stepped neatly on the bluestone floor paved in the city, and it was like stepping on the hearts of the brave old soldiers.

After hearing this, the faces of the refugee army changed. Their morale suddenly dropped. Their ferocity was greatly reduced, and the swords in their hands swung slower.

The morale of the officers and soldiers suddenly became high, they shouted to kill, and even the pace of advancement became cheerful.

Originally, the two sides were fighting back and forth before. At this moment, before the reinforcements of officers and soldiers arrived, the infantry of the refugee army here were immediately forced to retreat step by step.

The infantry immediately huddled together. Even if many of them tried their best, they were so crowded by their comrades on all sides that they couldn't swing their swords. Now they couldn't even take advantage of the large number of people. In just a few moments, before the support from the officers and soldiers on the two city walls arrived, the old soldiers on the city were about to be defeated!

However, the city wall is only such a big place, and the place to stay is almost full now. My gentlemen can't send people up even if they want to.

Because it was so crowded, some of the infantrymen did not even see the faces of the officers and soldiers. They were squeezed by their own family members and fell off the city wall, screaming in agony.

Under the city wall, Pan Furong waved her riding whip angrily.

If the armored officers and soldiers were to fight like this, her entire infantry post would probably be scrapped on top of the city.

The "Great General" is probably going to become a dead general, but that damn Qin Tong still doesn't pay the money and retreats his troops, does he have to wait for everyone to die?

It's a pity that those servants died, but I haven't heard the story of Yi Zhangqing yet...

She suddenly gritted her teeth and turned to look at her guard.

"Sister Hong, I think the horseherd and Wang Hu can't take down the military attache for the time being. Go to the city and help them!"

"Miss, Uncle Seventeen told me before his death that I am your personal guard. I cannot leave even half a step when I go to the battlefield..."

"Then I go to the top of the city, can't you follow me?"

"Miss, you must not do it. If you board the city, then if Qin Tong hates you and withdraws his troops without paying the money, will you return it or not?"

Pan Furong was speechless for a moment and was speechless. She could only anxiously turn her head and look at Qin Tong, who was acting as the supervisor in the rear.

Qin Tong was also very anxious at this time, and the signs of defeat were beginning to appear on the city, but Chuang Potian's order to retreat was never sent.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this wave of attacks has failed.

The few men and horses at the infantry sentry had lost all their courage in fighting. They stayed on the city wall just to give others their heads.

Under the banner of Chuang Zi, Chuang Potian looked to both sides with wide eyes, furious!

"Ms. Cao! Shoot the sky!"

"How did they attack the city! How could the officers and soldiers still have the strength to support them!"

He was extremely angry. After so many days of attacking the city, he had figured out the strength of the officers and soldiers. There were no more than two hundred elite men in iron armor, scattered on the four walls.

In addition, there are several martial arts masters in the city to provide mobile support, so they can go wherever there is a tight situation.

His city wall was originally very well built. The soldiers and the elite officers and soldiers were fighting together. As long as they could hold on for a moment and not be crushed into a group, leaving a place to climb the city, Chuang Potian was ready to throw in half a horse guard post.

Let the elites dismount and mount the city to fight on foot, and seize the city head with one final blow.

But now that the infantry have been pushed off the city wall, the cavalry are still in trouble.

And the reason why the infantry are in this situation is because the two city walls next to them actually sent support!

This shows that Lady Cao and Shetaotian did not attack fiercely at all!

The relationship has been going on for a long time, am I the only one working hard?

On top of the city.

Sun Tou'er watched six directions and listened in all directions, knowing that support was coming soon. The person leading the team on the wall next to him was a steel-framed martial artist.

He laughed wildly, and the spear became more powerful.

"You two bastards are dead this time!"

He forced Wang Hu back with one shot, and Lu Ye attacked again. He only used one part of his strength to drive Wang Hu away with the tail of his gun, and focused all his energy on Wang Hu.

This hateful mosquito goes in and out to attack, only testing the edges and running very fast. It's really hateful...

Who would have expected that Lu Ye would slide sideways this time, holding a shield to protect himself, and the tail of the gun would slide smoothly over the shield, but no force would be felt.

Lu Ye moved forward without hesitation, his speed was much faster than before.

In an instant, he rushed to Boss Sun.

There was a trace of surprise on Boss Sun's face. Right in front of his eyes, he saw the ant leaping up suddenly, throwing away the shield with one hand and brandishing the knife with the other.

All that was left in his eyes was a silver-white sword light!

The blade is sharp and the wind blows in my face!

(End of this chapter)