Lu Xuan jumped down. With his extraordinary physical strength, he rolled on the ground and stood up directly. The surrounding Turkic soldiers were collectively stunned and didn't understand what he was doing. Until he raised the gun

The Turkic soldiers finally reacted with a sword as tall as one person. The Tang soldier jumped down from the city wall and prepared to chop them.

Although they don't understand, they clearly have the advantage, shouldn't the Tang people hide on the city wall to defend? What do you mean by jumping down? But when the sword of the sword cuts to the top of the head, it doesn't matter whether you think clearly or not.

"Drink..." Lu Xuan shouted, and swept the long knife in his hand. The heads of the two nearest Turkic soldiers rose directly into the sky. He did not give the other party any time to react, and rushed forward, directly

He ran into a crowd of Turkic soldiers. A group of soldiers who had just 'crossed the bridge' were directly knocked into the 'river' by him.

The heavy sword was swung again. The two Turkic soldiers who had just rushed up had their iron shields wrapped in their hands cut off by Lu Xuan, along with two broken arms.

Ignoring the two screaming soldiers, Lu Xuan turned around and rushed towards the team setting up the ladder. At this time, the other party had successfully erected the ladder. A Turkic soldier had already begun to try to climb.

Lu Xuan rolled on the ground and picked up a intact shield. He blocked the bows and arrows of the soldiers on the other side of the river with his left hand. He held a knife in one hand with his right hand and rushed towards the group of Turkic soldiers.

Click-click-click, dense bows and arrows hit his shield. But Lu Xuan's arm didn't even shake. All he could see was the ladder.

when......

The four Turkic soldiers held up their scimitars and tried to resist. However, the huge impact caused their scimitars to fly away. Lu Xuan's body was like a bull, running rampant, knocking away the two soldiers and approaching the ladder.

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The left hand holding the shield suddenly struck with the shield. The soldier who tried to block him was directly knocked away by him. Then he made a vertical slash with the long sword in his right hand, cutting down a Turkic soldier who had just climbed up the ladder. Then he kicked the ladder over.

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He turned around and swept his sword across again, forcing back the surrounding Turkic soldiers. There were no fancy moves, just the simplest slashing and sweeping. But no one could stop him. Just like Mr. An's evaluation, he struck down with the sword.

If you can't block or hide, how can you fight?

Lu Xuan relied on his physical suppression to run rampant among the Turkic soldiers. In fact, the real threat to Lu Xuan was the archers on the other side. They forced Lu Xuan to only hold a shield with his left hand. But it didn't matter anymore.

, Lu Xuan had already stood next to the ladder. He slashed hard with his sword, and the improvised ladder was directly smashed by him.

"Master, rope." Seeing that the task was completed, the old man on the city wall threw out the rope in time. But Lu Xuan thought for a moment and did not grab the rope directly. Instead, he turned around and rushed towards the Turkic soldiers who had already crossed the river.

The crowd's broken limbs and screams once again filled the city. It wasn't until Lu Xuan killed more than 20 people in a row that the Turkic soldiers no longer dared to cross the river. He finally stopped and smashed the 'bridge'.

He followed the rope back to the city wall.

On the frontal battlefield, the pressure on Lieutenant Li and others was far beyond imagination. Facing the tightly defended shield formation, the few archers had no room to perform. Unless each of them was Legolas Greenleaf.

More importantly, there were hundreds of Turkic archers under the city wall, suppressing the soldiers on the wall. They couldn't even show their heads, and could only watch helplessly as the other side filled in the moat and began to pile sandbags under the city wall in an orderly manner.

"Rolling stones... let go." Lieutenant Li shouted. The soldiers on the city wall immediately pushed the rolling stones that had been prepared. The casualties of the Turks finally appeared. However, the hastily prepared rolling stones were too heavy for the people below.

Armor, a shield formation holding a heavy shield, caused far less damage than imagined.

On the contrary, the slope under the city wall has been quickly filled up, and has begun to pile up higher, gradually forming a new slope. If the highest point of this slope reaches more than four meters, the significance of the city wall will actually be lost.

"Pour the golden juice..."

The ban is excrement. This thing is a real derivative of war. Because the ancients discovered that wounds stained by gold juice are difficult to recover. Basically, they will die from infection. Therefore, boiled excrement appeared on the battlefield.

As a defensive weapon, it is simple, cheap and extremely lethal.

Buckets of excrement flooded down. Under the city wall, there was a sudden wailing. The scalding boiling water, carrying a disgusting smell, splashed from various gaps and poured on the bodies of the soldiers. Huge blisters appeared one after another.

Even the skin was directly scalded by the boiling water, and the eyes were splashed by the scalding boiling water. All these finally delayed the Turkic offensive.

But the immediate response was a continuous volley of arrows.

The battlefield is always like this with swords and swords coming and going. The Turks' arrow rain is obviously more suppressive. The soldiers on the entire city wall can only squat on the ground to avoid the bows and arrows. At this time, a large number of sandbags were piled on the city wall.

Next. After just a few rounds of bows and arrows, a slope three meters wide and nearly two meters high appeared below the city wall. At this speed, it would take less than half an hour for the Turks to pile sandbags onto the city wall.

"Saki..." Lieutenant Li shouted.

The huge piece of wood was pushed down from the city wall and rolled down the ramp piled up by the Turks. Five or six Turks were directly knocked to the ground by the piece of wood. Although they did not die, it was inevitable that their hands and feet would be broken.

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More soldiers rushed up, holding back sparse arrows, rolling stones, and even logs, and piled sandbags on the slope.

Lieutenant Li really wanted to destroy the ramp built by the opponent. But he had no choice. As long as he showed his head, he would be called out by the opponent's sharp archers. After two rounds of rolling stones, four soldiers fell on the city wall. It seemed that

Not many people died, but for the defenders with less than 40 people, this was already 10% casualties.

The remaining soldiers did not even dare to raise their heads. The Turks' speed obviously increased. In desperation, Lieutenant Li had no choice but to mount the horse himself.

"Use kerosene."

He struggled to turn a mechanical device on the city wall, and lifted a large bucket of kerosene hanging in the air to the outside of the city wall.

"Torch..." he shouted, and then cut the rope with a knife. Hundreds of kilograms of kerosene fell from the air. Laixi also threw out a torch that had been prepared long ago.

Torch.
Chapter completed!