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Chapter 87
The night attack last night at most kept the enemy army busy all night and prevented them from sleeping peacefully, and could not shake its foundation.

But the effect it played was significant, and for Mu Jiajun, it was like a shot in the arm.The entire army had hope in their hearts, and the idea was very strong: the golden-faced god will definitely lead us to guard the city and our homeland.

"Attack!" The marshal also kept his word, and launched an attack on the city at dawn.

The food and grass are damaged, and the longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for them. After all, the midnight raid is a trail, and I can crush it directly as a dignified teacher.

He mainly attacked the south gate, the front gate.

"Nihuang, prepare to fight to the death." Ye Cao solemnly said.

Real swords and guns, upright and upright, a fight is inevitable.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Drink, drink! Drink, drink!"

The vanguard, 3 people began to attack the city, with ladders, battering rams, chariots, trebuchets, archers... the crowd was huge and mighty.

"The trebuchet is ready, let it go!"

Huge fireballs flew over from outside the city, some blasted into the city, destroyed houses and killed people; some hit the top of the city, killing many people...

Under the cover of 'cannon fire', the Southern Chu cavalry and infantry began to attack.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The enemy's response here is raining arrows all over the sky. Even if there are shields to resist, there are still many casualties, but when the two armies confront each other, there are many people who are not afraid of death.

"Come on!"

Under the cover of the chariot, and under the cover of the dead comrades in front, soldiers finally set up ladders on the moat, and then laid boards to make bridges of perseverance.

The soldiers stepped on this simple bridge and crossed the moat like the tide.

"Throw!"

"Huhuhu..."

When Mu Nihuang gave an order, hundreds of lit torches were thrown down from the top of the city.But the strange thing is that instead of throwing them into the crowd, they threw them into the river water of the moat.

"boom!"

"Meet!"

The water is on fire.

When assigning the task yesterday, the golden-faced god general ordered people to cut off the water of the moat, and then poured a few tons of oil, which can be ignited with a little spark.

The flames soared into the sky, igniting the simple bridge, igniting the clothes, igniting the dead bodies, and burning the living.

"what!"

"Help!"

"what!"

The city was full of pain and wailing, and even the Mu family army on the top of the city couldn't bear to look at the scene.

"Falling rocks!"

From the line of fire, no one dared to move forward anymore. The boulders thrown from the top of the city were used to deal with the "lucky ones" who crossed the moat and were not burned.

"boom boom"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

After a round of falling rocks, the lucky one also confessed.

"The whole army retreats for one mile!" The vanguard general had no choice but to let the army retreat first.

No matter how the fire burns out, they can wait.

"Oh oh oh!"

The whole army cheered, they resisted the first wave of attack, and this wave killed at least [-] enemy troops.

"Check the equipment! Count the number of people!" The golden-faced general was not happy, this was just the first wave, and the second wave would be a bloody battle without a line of fire.

It is impossible to refuel or something. No matter how much oil is used, there will be a moment when it will be burned out. After the Southern Chu army is prepared, this line of fire will be useless.

And the landlord's house is really out of oil.

"Attack with the whole army!" The marshal felt that he had already tried enough, and crushed it, even if he piled up corpses, he still had to pile up a victory.

Besides, in the history of sieges, which one is not the pile of corpses.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the second wave, the impact was even more violent, but the Mu family army was not a vegetarian. With the city wall as their backing, they also survived the second wave of attack.

It’s just that after this wave, more than 1 people died in the Mu family’s army. Of course, Nanchu’s side also lost a lot. After two waves, they lost a total of [-] troops.

"Boom!" The marshal slammed his fist on the table and shouted, "Who can tell me what's going on?" Although he knew that there would be heavy losses, he never thought that it would be a one-for-three result.

Didn't it mean that the Mu family's army was dispirited?

Didn't you say that the Mu family army is headed by a woman?

Didn't it mean that the Mu family army was vulnerable?

Why can't we take this city?
But he forgot that all of the above was said by himself, because he underestimated the enemy too much.

Things like women have never been underestimated, just like the "little leaves" and "emperors" in the world of Qing Yu Nian.

Do you still remember that sentence: Men conquer the country, and women conquer men, and then control the country.

"The last general is guilty." At this juncture, the generals can only admit their mistakes, and will not stand up to the furious marshal.

"The three roads are concurrent. Before sunset, I want to see the military flag and plant it on the head of Yunnan City!" The marshal changed his strategy and chose to divide and attack.

"As ordered!"

The third wave of attacks began.

"Princess, the North Gate is in a hurry!"

"Princess, Dongmen is in a hurry!"

For a while, the Mu family's army was stretched thin. If troops were transferred from the south gate to guard the north gate, the east gate would fall, and if they were transferred to the east gate, the north gate would fall.

How to do?
Ye Cao put on the golden mask and said to Nihuang: "Stick to the south gate." But she saw that she was holding a long spear, jumped down from the top of the city, and rushed into the enemy army.

! ! ! !
shocked.

Whether it was the Mu family army or the Southern Chu army, they were all stunned. Killing thousands of troops alone was clearly suicide.

suicide?

Leafgrass wouldn't be that stupid.

"Bang!" His long spear shot out, picking a cavalryman off his horse.

"Drive!" The golden-faced general went straight to the enemy marshal alone.

"Marshal, this man is brave, please retreat." The commander of the personal army advised him to retreat for the safety of the marshal.

"It's just one person, can you still get close? Order the army to continue the attack." The marshal said disdainfully, and with his identity, he couldn't retreat at this moment.

The commander came here alone, but escaped by himself. How will the army be led in the future.Besides, is it impossible to arrange your own soldiers?

The personal soldiers are indeed not for display, but in the hands of the golden-faced general, they are silver-like pewter spear heads, which are vulnerable to a single blow.

The golden-faced god will single-handedly run across the battlefield, full of blood, people block and kill people, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

Looking at the golden-faced general who was getting closer and closer to him, the marshal couldn't help licking his chapped lips. Is this still human?
"Protect the marshal!"

"Kill!"

"Puff puff!"

"Retreat! Retreat!" As the guards continued to fall, the marshal was finally afraid, and he chose to retreat.

"Pfft!"

It's a pity that it was already too late, the God of Gold Mian took the Marshal over with a single shot, and held him up in the air like a skewer.

"Ah!" The golden-faced god general roared: "The commander is dead, surrender quickly!" He was full of energy, and the words he spoke were like a subwoofer.

He is covered in blood, and now he is a killing god, Shura, and demon.

"Run!"

Without a commander in the three armies, the morale of the army is naturally weak and defeated.

It seems that the golden-faced general rescued a city by himself, but in fact, the golden-faced general would not have been able to accomplish this feat without the Mu family army to consume and hold back the Southern Chu army.

It is impossible for a non-grandmaster to take the head of a general among thousands of troops.

"Kill!" The gatekeepers were not stupid, they immediately seized the opportunity and started to fight back, chasing them out of the city, crushing them for ten miles before returning.

"We won!" The Golden Faced God raised the Marshal's head.

"Golden-faced general!"

"Golden-faced general!"

"Golden-faced general!"

(End of this chapter)