"call!"

The fire slap in his hand fell, lit the turbid oil sprinkled from the city into waves of fire. Under the screams, the Huns who were on fire fell from the climbing ropes like the fire feathers falling from the fire phoenix.?

However, there was no scene of the Huns chaotic formations before. Once the Huns were burned on their bodies fell to the top of the city, they would be killed by their companions who followed them in the blink of an eye.

Then, countless flying hooks were thrown towards the top of the city.

In order to capture Yangqu City, I really did everything I could to attack, even if I turned the scimitar in my hand towards the person I knew.

This time, Liu Xi, who was guarding the city, suffered more and more casualties as time went by, and many places where soldiers were arranged to guard were no longer resisted.

The troops were in short supply and it was almost impossible to maintain the defense at the city.

Liu Xi naturally noticed these things, but he was powerless and could only continue to fight the enemy bravely to relieve the pressure on others around him.

Suddenly, several soldiers rushed forward, not rushing towards the Huns, but surrounded Liu Xi.

"What are you?"

The sword eyebrows were raised angrily, and Liu Xi shouted sternly, no one dared to look at the men, and they all lowered their heads.

"What are you doing while standing there? You won't escort the adults out of the city!"

Guo Wei roared angrily, and the soldiers who were hesitating looked at each other. After hesitating, two or three of them walked up to Liu Xi and clasped their fists and bowed, "Sir, I've offended you."

As he said that, a few more people walked forward and, without waiting for Liu Xi to speak, wanted to force him down the city.

"Who dares to touch me!"

Turning his head, Liu Xi's eyes widened, and his swollen eyes were full of murderous aura. The sword in his hand shook by, and the blood fell down the bricks and stones under his feet.

After Liu Xi's words, the soldiers who were about to carry him to walk down the city were in trouble, and all looked at Guo Wei at a loss.

After Liu Xi looked at him, Guo Wei suddenly lost his momentum. His legs that were about to step out stopped there. He didn't know whether to take them back or continue to move forward. Looking at Xiong Gang, Guo Wei saw that he was frowning and at a loss, and immediately knelt on one knee, "Sir, the situation is critical. I hope that sir, the people of the world should be the most important. You must not be surprised here."

After Guo Wei's words fell, the soldiers surrounding Liu Xi all knelt down, "Please put the people of the world first!"

Later, all the soldiers on the front of the city shouted, "There were those who killed the enemy. Although they could not kneel down, they also looked at Liu Xi with firm eyes and said this in unison."

Seeing this scene, Liu Xi's dry throat felt a torn pain, and the decisiveness in his pair of blood-red eyes made him speechless.

It seemed that the situation was really at a critical moment of life and death. In the distance, a city was flooded with burly figures unique to the Huns, and rushed around in that area where there was a lack of guards, as if they were entering a no-man.

He was very anxious and holding the sword, Liu Xi was about to step forward and kill the Huns. However, Guo Wei quickly blocked his body, and his face covered with thick beards could be vaguely seen begging, "Please leave, kill the enemy and leave it to his subordinates and others!"

On the one hand, Xiong Gang hurriedly towards the critical city, roared a few times, and killed the Huns under the sword.

But like a dilapidated thatched hut thatched hut cannot withstand the continuous autumn rain, the Huns suddenly appeared everywhere on the top of the city, screaming, and slapping fiercely.

"Please leave!"

This time, Guo Wei's words became more anxious. Seeing that Liu Xi was still standing there and had no intention of going down the city, his black and thick brows were slanted into an inverted horoscope. He glanced at the more Xiongnu people behind him, and then waved to his left and right, "Sir, offend me!"

Still without saying anything or resisting, Liu Xi let two soldiers with big arms and round waists stand it. The long sword in his hand dripped with blood, landing on his feet, forming a curved blood line.

It was as if he had lost his soul, Liu Xi was slow, like a wooden man being held by a thread, but his eyes were dull and he could not see any magical charm.

Lost, it's a mess.

In his ears, the Huns' voices that he couldn't understand were getting more and more, with a disturbing sense of excitement. He wanted to block his ears, but what's the use?

Looking back at the soldiers who were killing the enemy, I felt the tip of my nose so bitter that there was a layer of mist in my lost eyes.

"Bang!"

As Liu Xi's feet were about to walk down the blood-stained bluestone staircase, a loud noise passed through the shouts of killing everywhere in the wind, and even the bricks and stones built into the city walls under his feet shook slightly.

"What's this!"

The soldiers beside him were full of shock in their words. Naturally, Liu Xi also saw what he was referring to, but it was a simple hanging building half a battle higher than the city wall.

Several tall logs were supported by a platform at the top, and there was something similar to a large spoon between the platforms. At this moment, a kind middle-aged man was shaking the wooden shaft, and the large spoon sank. On the ground, several men struggled to carry the huge rock into the large spoon.

The kind middle-aged man immediately shook the wooden shaft again, and the big spoon immediately waved out, threw the huge rock over the top of the city, and smashed it into the Huns outside the city with a ball of black shadow.

The catapult cart was actually done!

A glimmer flashed in Liu Xi's eyes, and in his joy, several similar hanging buildings were pushed from a distance.

After counting carefully, there were as many as eight.

The person who was pushing might have seen the catapult cart in front of the city, his face was full of brilliance, and he shouted trumpets, and he accelerated his pace again.

With these catapults, I think I can take more time. Liu Xi did not expect that these craftsmen built the catapults in just two days. What he unexpected was that Qu Lang led a group of people to carry more than ten small beds and crossbows to the top of the city.

This is also the sketch Liu Xi drew at the beginning, but there was no time to make crossbow arrows, so some modifications were made to make the craftsmen. Anyway, some feather arrows shot by the Huns on the city wall would not be useless.

Without Liu Xi's instructions, the people carrying the small crossbow each found a cliff and mounted the crossbow. On the other hand, several people following handed over the arrows they picked up on the ground.

"Swish swish swish!"

The feathered arrows were like locusts, densely spreading through the air, sweeping away a piece of the Huns.

The sudden weapon turned the situation around instantly. The catapulted carriage arm was powerful and even hit the Hun camp several miles away, making people furious.

"Young Master!"

In the chaos, Qu Lang, wearing soapy clothes, rushed over, unsheathed the sword in his hand, pointed straight at the soldiers beside Liu Xi, and scolded with an angry brow, "You are so brave, you are so rude to my young master!"

Qu Lang's angry shout made the two soldiers come to their senses and quickly took two steps back, "Don't misunderstand, the two brothers are also on order."

Hearing this sentence, Qu Lang held the sword in his hand. At this time, he could figure out the reason. With Liu Xi's skills, how could he be held hostage by these two people?

Thinking of this, Qu Lang glanced at Xiong Gang and Qu Lang who were fighting with the Huns not far away, and a look of contempt appeared between his eyebrows.

The sword in his hand drooped, and Qu Lang walked to Liu Xi's side, his blood-covered eyes full of worry, "Young master, my subordinates brought eight catapults and fifteen crossbows."

At this point, Qu Lang no longer spoke. Although he was a raider, he could see clearly that since Liu Xi turned around and came to the stone stairs at the top of the city, he naturally had the intention to leave. Even if Yangqu City had these powerful tools made overnight, they only delayed the pace of the Huns.

In the end, Yangqu City cannot be defended without help.

But after leaving this time, Qu Lang was a little unwilling to accept it, even though he never regarded Yangqu City as a place worth nostalgia.

This dilemma has not appeared in Qu Lang, who has no worries about the family in the world for a long time. He understood that he had a ties, just like Qin Yiran who could not let go of the pitiful Qin.

The long sword had not returned to the sheath, Qu Lang stared at Liu Xi. At some point, his eyes had been closed, as if he was quietly listening to the shouts of killing around him. However, there was no trace of soothing on his cold face, and his sword eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

The young master is thinking.

Qu Lang recited silently, and at the same time, he also knew Liu Xi's decision. He immediately felt that the stuffy feeling of his chest was swept away due to hesitation. He clenched his right hand, and the sword passed sideways, and a cold light appeared.

"Qu Lang, you are by my side. If the situation is wrong, immediately escort Shuang'er and still leave the city. No mistakes must be made!"

The voice is calm and powerful, the eyes are like cold stars, full of determination.
Chapter completed!