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Chapter 498 Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself! 31
The sky was pale, and there was an unpleasant iron smell in the air.

It's the smell of blood.

In the dim sky, dead bodies could be seen all over the ground.

It's terrible!
The people on the tower are still insisting, and the people downstairs are still attacking.

The barbarians are good at riding and shooting, fierce and aggressive, but not good at siege.

Because they would come to harass them every once in a while, the border gates were repaired every year, the walls were several feet thick, and the four gates were heavily guarded, making it difficult for the enemy to conquer.

Even if the enemy breaks in, they will find that there is still a solid city gate inside, and even if this city gate is captured, there is still an inner city gate.

Internal and external pincers can be regarded as truly easy to defend but difficult to attack.

It can be seen that General Zhao Yingbiao spent a lot of thought on staying at the border for more than 30 years.

So even if the old general is injured, he can still persist until the arrival of Wen Xiping and the army.

But now, even the fledgling Wen Xiping and Bu Huan, with an army of less than a thousand soldiers, could carry it for three full hours!
But the big stone in Wen Xiping and Bu Huan's heart still hasn't let go.

It is almost dawn now, and why did the reinforcements take a long time to arrive all night?Could it be that the officer has already encountered an accident?

Before the reinforcements arrived, everyone was uneasy.

The original cold weapon combat is so icy and cruel.

No bells and whistles.

Bu Huan's face and body were mixed with blood, sweat, and mud, and he was in a state of embarrassment, and Wen Xiping's current image was not much better.

Although they have tried their best to kill the enemy, the difference in numbers between the two sides is still too large. It can be said that the city has fallen.

No hope in sight.

Bu Huan watched helplessly as the number of people on his side decreased little by little, and the breath of death gradually spread.

Unreasonable sadness.

Bu Huan felt that he was almost numb to killing and killing, and could only mechanically wave his arms to chop off the enemy's head.

Killing people is not as difficult as I imagined.

Because either you die, or I live.

What's more, before he had time to think about it, he killed the whole night.

Bu Huan felt that the number of heads he chopped off was almost three figures.

But it's still useless!

People are still desperate.

Bu Huan didn't even have the strength to think about other things, so he could only keep killing people.

Kill one more, earn one more.

Even though his arms were sore from chopping, Bu Huan persisted.

His Majesty at the front didn't say anything, and he, as a minister, was even less qualified to say anything.

This little emperor is really kind!

While thinking about it, Bu Huan chopped off an enemy's head, and the warm blood accidentally splashed on Bu Huan's fair face.

Inexplicably brings a warm feeling in the cold morning.

As for the unpleasant smell of blood, Bu Huan automatically ignored it, and was numb to the smell.

This is the taste of war!
only……

Bu Huan's heart was heavy, and he glanced around. The number of his own troops disappeared quickly, but he also killed more than half of the enemy troops.

But why?
These people had obviously experienced such a long siege battle, but their morale had not decreased but increased, and there was even a burst of cheers from the crowd.

What are they cheering for?
Bu Huan felt uneasy in his heart.

Wen Xiping obviously noticed this too. He frowned, stopped his movements, dripped the blood donation on the big knife in his hand, and looked into the distance.

at this time--

(End of this chapter)