During the day, the scene of soldiers on the city wall being killed by tens of thousands of enemies must be seen clearly by the Mongolian army under the city. They will never give up this most effective attack method.

So Hai Mutang concluded that when the war starts again tomorrow, they may have a few times more trenchers than today! At that time, can Fancheng firmly hold on?

How many soldiers' lives will be paid at the cost?

This question is constantly questioning and tortureing the female general Hai Mutang.

So at night, Hai Mutang wrote a detailed report on today's battle situation and sent someone to Xiangyang on the other side of the Han River with a small boat from the city.

After that, Hai Mutang moved his injured right arm, then gritted his teeth and went out to organize migrant workers, and once again strengthened the city defense of Fancheng! The current battle is a game of will and wisdom, a comprehensive competition of weapons, equipment, combat literacy, and spirit of sacrifice.

Both sides were prepared to win at all costs and win at all costs.

And tomorrow's tragic collision will be the last moment to decide the outcome!... At this time, in the official office in Xiangyang City, the bloody man Liu Ming and Shen Yaoguang finished talking about the serious matters, and saw Shen Yaoguang's sister turn around and blew out the oil lamp on the table with a shout.

Then the room turned dark. Liu Ming felt that Sister Shen Yaoguang came over and snuggled in his arms. The young man felt his heart beating wildly! "I regret it when I was on the mountain today..." Liu Ming heard Sister Shen Yaoguang's breathing in the darkness, and blew into his ears with a fragrance. The girl he loved murmured and said softly: "If I died on the mountain, how could I be worthy of my brother, you have been waiting for me for so long?"

"Nothing nonsense, how can this happen?"

While making excuses with laughter and cry, Liu Ming felt that his left hand was being held up and put into the girl's lapel.

"This hand doesn't feel it."

Liu Ming felt a sensation in his heart and said in a regretful tone.

"I know, your hand that only feels... has other uses."

Liu Ming chuckled when he heard Shen Yaoguang in his arms, and then his intact hand was grabbed by Shen Yaoguang's sister and slowly pulled it towards another place.

At this moment, Shen Yaoguang's voice was fascinated and said softly in his ear: "The silver man is silently bright in the moon, and the whispering under the eaves of the swallows. Why don't you look for the fragrant grass and let Xiangyang down...the flowers all over the city?"

"You really have you, but you can still recite poems at this time?"

At this time, Liu Ming felt his heart beating wildly. While feeling the touch on his fingertips, he said with emotion: "Such a good girl, I really let you down with such a rough man."

"I just like a rough guy like you!"

At this time, Shen Yaoguang twisted his hand gently, causing Liu Ming to take a breath of cold air!... This is the moment that determines the fate of the Chinese nation, and it is also the time when countless people are sad and angry, struggling hard in despair.

Some people have the world in order to expand their territory, while others live freely for future generations.

This is the true meaning of war, no matter what kind of ideal you have in your heart, you will walk on this battlefield.

While you are striving to survive, you must die willingly! Just like the motto in the later "Balaberum" weapon and ammunition company, the motto says: "If you want peace... you must prepare for war first!"

After a night of suffering, both sides of the war seemed to have been fully prepared.

When the day came, the smell of horse milk was floating around in the bloody air.

For these Mongolian soldiers, no matter what they are about to face, drinking milk tea in the morning is the most important thing.

The hot milk tea and fried rice are enough to make them feel relaxed and forget all the pain and fatigue.

After that, they could fight and fight for the whole day, and it wouldn't matter if they even died.

In the final analysis, their nation on the back of the horse has become accustomed to all sufferings and tortures.

For them, life like this beast is not only without any right and wrong distinction, but even for granted.

The grassland is full of fighting and greed at all times, and only the strong can survive.

The robbery of the enemy is regarded as glory, and it is the right way to kill the enemy and then take their women and treasures, war horses and cattle and sheep for themselves.

This has nothing to do with conscience, and it has nothing to do with justice or not.

Everything is for survival. Survival is the greatest prerequisite for all living beings on the grassland and all actions.

Only by holding the bow and arrow tightly, they could fight continuously. On that grassland, there were only cattle, sheep, and jackals!... With the sound of the horns, they set out again, ready to attack the enemy.

Guo Baoyu stared at the towering Hutou Peak in front of him, feeling that the mountain was as disgusting as a wooden thorn that could not be picked out.

Guo Baoyu dispersed all the Mongolian soldiers at the largest area. When the horn sounded, they began to attack the top of the mountain at the same time! Countless war horses ran wildly towards the bottom of the mountain. At this time, the cannons on the top of the mountain made another rumbling sound like thunder.

One after another, the flowering bullets hit everyone's hearts, and the tragic explosions kept blowing over groups of Mongolian cavalry.

Amid the explosion, they rushed to the foot of Hutou Mountain like a tide coming from all directions.

After that, the Mongolian soldiers jumped off their war horses, held bows, arrows, swords and guns, and the 20,000 Levitra Army ran wildly on the top of the mountain with sacrificing their lives.

The artillery on the mountain is still bombarding, and their shelling distance is getting closer and closer, and the landing points of the shells are becoming more and more accurate.

Until the enemy rushed into the range of 300 meters, the artillery had been replaced with shotguns.

Then the Mongolian army lined up halfway up the mountain, and then a bloody gap was blasted out by a large number of flying shotguns.

But these gaps were soon filled with torrents formed by countless soldiers. They quickly arrived at a location of one hundred meters from the top of the mountain, which was the location of the stone walls yesterday.

But when the Mongolian soldiers came here, they found that this place had completely changed!... The stone walls they built for a night were completely pushed down, and there was almost no place to stand on the mountainside, and all were covered with the bodies left behind yesterday.
Chapter completed!