clang clang clang!

Amid the loud noises of gold and iron intertwining, the 10,000 soldiers led by Liu Fuhai took out the shield behind them.

Shields stood in front of them.

Layered, protecting the people.

But their number is too small. Where can 10,000 people protect the entire 10,000 people?

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, countless arrows fell down one after another.

A scream suddenly came from the refugee pile: "Help... I was shot in an arrow..."

"My son...my son is dead..."

"don't want……"

The hysterical screams and the tragic way through the heart of thousands of arrows make people feel extremely desperate.

Liu Fuhai's eyes were red and he roared repeatedly: "Stop, block..."

But no matter how hard he and his soldiers tried, they still could not completely prevent the downpour of arrows like heavy rain. The blood stained the ground red, and the tragic death of the soldiers and the people even inspired the ferociousness of the cavalry of the Sword Dynasty.

They whined one by one, shooting cold arrows one after another.

More and more soldiers and people were dead.

Hundreds of people.

Thousands of people.

Two thousand people...

For a moment, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into a river.

The people who were under the protection of Liu Fuhai and others were completely desperate. Looking at the young faces, they were holding up their shields in front of them. Even though they were seriously injured or even several arrows, they still gritted their teeth in front of them.

The people's hearts were as if they were shattered, and their tears fell wildly.

An old woman with white hair and trembling old hair and hair yelled, "General, let's go, you can go..."

"General, you can break through quickly, don't worry about us. As long as you are alive, there will be a chance to avenge us. You can leave..."

"General..."

The refugees shouted in despair.

If it weren't for them, Liu Fuhai and others would never have left the city, nor would they fall into such a desperate situation.

The faces covered with despair were full of determination at this moment.

I hope Liu Fuhai and the others can break through and leave.

Liu Fuhai's eyes were bloody red. More than 3,000 of his ten thousand soldiers had died. His heart was bleeding. But he could not retreat and said, "You are all people of my Daqian Dynasty. Protecting you is our duty. Even if we fight for the last person and fight for the last drop of blood, we will never let you go!"

"General..."

"Friends, we can't watch them die, the old, young, women and children hide in the middle, and the children pick up their shields..."

"Go!"

Some of the refugees raised their arms and shouted, they picked up the shields on the ground and threw themselves into the battle.

Liu Fuhai had red eyes and roared angrily: "Brothers, break through to Xingmen City!"

Boom boom boom boom!

Thousands of people were holding shields and constantly moving towards Xingmen City in front of tens of thousands of people.

Wanyanlang frowned and said, "The bones of these soldiers from the Daqian Dynasty are quite hard..."

Sudden.

A trace of sperm flashed through his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he bent his bow and arrows. A silver arrow dragging the chains shot towards Liu Fuhai with a whizzing sound. Ye Yu, who was beside him, changed his expression when he saw this: "Be careful, General!"

"Um?"

When Liu Fuhai turned around, he saw Ye Yu rushing in front of him, and a silver arrow pierced through Ye Yu's shoulder.

Wow!

Ye Yu screamed.

Seeing this, Wanyan Lang looked unhappy: "Damn, I almost took down that general. However, since you insist on ruining my good deeds, I will use you for fun!"

Swish!

Wanyan Lang grabbed the chain and pulled Ye Yu and the arrows back with a swish.

"Ye Yu..."

Liu Fuhai's eyes were about to break.

Seeing Ye Yu being pulled to the ground by Wanyan Lang, he let out a loud howl and drove the whimpering wolf around Liu Fuhai and others. The chains were clanging, and Ye Yu was dragged behind him.

As Xiaotianlang ran wildly, Ye Yu's body swayed left and right, sometimes up and down, hitting the ground hard, or falling into the cavalry and being trampled by horse hooves.

It was just a moment...

Ye Yu was covered in bruises and covered in blood and blood.

puff!

Ye Yu's hands and feet were trampled.

Click!

A stone shattered his face.

boom!

Wanyan Lang shook the chain hard, and Ye Yu flew high, and then smashed it to the ground.

Blood, minced meat, white bones, and skinless.

"Ye Yu..."

"No……"

"These beasts..."

Liu Fuhai and others were completely crazy, watching Ye Yu suffer from inhuman torture, his eyes full of despair and anger. Wanyan Lang laughed loudly, lifted Ye Yu's body, twisted his head off, and ran wildly on the ground with his head: "Brothers, this is the head of the deputy general of the Daqian Dynasty, and he will play as a ball for us!"

Swish!

He suddenly threw Ye Yu's head into the crowd, and the cavalry actually kicked his head like a ball.

Liu Fuhai's eyes were about to break, and he was about to lose his mind several times, and he wanted to rush forward and fight them to the death.

But there are still hundreds of thousands of people behind him!

Liu Fuhai clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails were embedded in his palms, and blood rolled down his fingers. Liu Fuhai roared angrily: "Brothers, protect everyone and break through!"

"Hold my sword to protect my country!"

"Spray my blood and protect my relatives!"

"What are you afraid of death?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Six thousand soldiers and a group of refugees roared at the same time, roaring as they shook the sky and the earth.

sad!

Tragic!

Tragic...

One warrior after another fell down, and immediately a refugee picked up his shield and stepped forward, but they were not the well-trained opponents of the Sword Dynasty soldiers? The cavalry of the Sword Dynasty only thought that Liu Fuhai and the others were prey.

Constantly playing, constantly ravaging and killing.

Groups of people died in battle.

They still make up for it one after another...

How can the word "tragic" be described on the battlefield?

Above the city...

The generals watched Ye Yu die tragically, and even more so, the people and soldiers died tragically under the arrows of the cavalry of the Sword Dynasty. Everyone felt that there was a huge rock blocking their hearts and couldn't breathe.

The two deputy generals looked at each other.

The two came to Yang Guang again: "Your Highness, I will ask for a fight!"

"Your Highness, the enemy has only more than 50,000 people. We can only send 50,000 troops to repel them and rescue the general and the others. It will definitely not affect the defense of Xingmen City. I beg your highness to allow it!"

However……

Yang Guang just looked at them coldly and said, "Fifty thousand? There are only 200,000 people in the entire Xingmen City to protect me. You take 50,000 away. If something happens and hurts me, who can you be responsible? Retreat them all!"
To be continued...