At this moment, everyone on the battlefield was fighting and running desperately. The battle would be decided in an instant!... Seeing the Mongolian army outside the North Gate approaching quickly, after all, no matter how fast the ammunition fired by the forty people was, it would be impossible to annihilate all the Mongolian army that rushed up.

But the moment they approached the city gate, a figure who was caught in several arrows above the city wall again opened his arms on the city tower and rushed towards the thousands of troops below!... Death and gray camp! This time, these three words not only roared out of the warrior's mouth, but also stirred up in the hearts of all Mongolian soldiers! Seeing the warrior in the air, before he could land, the brutal explosion soared into the air, blowing dozens of enemy troops near the city gate to death and wounding! Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Du and his soldiers kept throwing grenades under the city wall.

They no longer have to throw it far away. As long as they throw the city wall, grenades can kill a large number of enemy troops! The remaining Mongolian troops in the city are also desperately attacking the horse path.

These two horse paths were guarded by four dead grey camp soldiers. They just had to keep dropping grenades to clear the Mongolian army on the narrow horse path again and again! At the same time, in the city gate, the dead grey camp soldiers leaning against the city gate also threw the empty shotgun aside.

He kept throwing the grenades outside the city wall that was 15 feet thick, blocking the Mongolian army who were trying to rush in! When the Mongolian army discovered the grenades thrown out of the city gate, they finally came down.

They were so surprised that they were about to rush in, but suddenly they found a figure covered in blood, rushing back from inside! He came out, only one person! He didn't hold any weapon, only his right hand held a pull ring in front of his chest... At this moment, almost subconsciously, the Mongolian army near the city wall suddenly retreated back! They took a few steps back and left the dead gray camp soldier who rushed out alone in the middle! "Fuck you..." The soldier was about to pull the pull ring away, but found that there was no one within ten meters around him.

Seeing that he had no idea, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards a place with many soldiers in Meng again.

At this moment, the grenade outside the city wall had blown into a sea of ​​fire!... The key turning point happened at this moment.

After the Mongolian army in the city pass was self-destructed and injured by the dead ashes, when they saw the warrior rushing towards them with a pull ring again.

No matter how brave these Mongolian troops were, they began to retreat in fear.

But at this moment, there was a loud "boom" sound, and a row of cavalry rushed in like a flood that opened the gate along the south gate of the small ling's saddle! "It's over!"

When the Mongolian army in the city looked back, they saw that the horse knights were all gray-clothed and iron-faced! These killer gods were gushing inward along the city gate. I wonder how many people were there! There were so many such guys?

At this time, almost all the Mongolian soldiers in the city were frightened by the scene in front of them! As the Death Grey Camp rushed into Xiaoling'an from south to north, the balance of the war was finally put on a heavy weight.

The dead ash camp rushed in quickly used a shotgun to clear the enemy troops inside the wall. A group of soldiers rushed to the horse road and ran towards the horse road, ready to support their comrades in the city.

At this time, a gray-clothed iron-faced soldier stopped the war horse and asked a comrade who was standing in the wall holding a pull ring in his hand and standing there: "How is the situation?"

"The enemy is attacking the North Gate!"

The warrior who rushed out of the city gate but failed to successfully explode himself.

He was frustrated and angry, and he pointed his hand north and shouted loudly.

"I dare to attack the city, open the city gate for me!"

The platoon leader of the dead grey camp who was riding on the horse greeted his subordinates behind him.

Then he followed the comrade who had turned back and rushed back to the city gate and ran in.

...At this time, Qin Lietai was gritting his teeth and letting the soldiers rise up and recover the wall.

He had already seen that there were very few defenders on the city. Although they had strong firepower, they could not last long.

As long as he survives this grenade, he can lead his troops to attack the city gate again.

Then he just needs him to rush in...ah?

Before Qinlietai could finish his dream, he saw the north gate of Xiaolingan in front of him, and suddenly opened to the outside! At this time, the city gate actually opened?

What's going on?

Before Qin Lietai's mind could turn around, a row of war horses rushed out like fire! As soon as more than thirty war horses left the city gate, they immediately decided to one direction and rushed towards all directions like a fan.

The shotguns and grenades in the hands of the soldiers on horseback poured towards the Mongolian army like heavy rain.

There are only more than 30 people, but they dare to attack my two thousand-man teams?

Just as Qin Lietai was surprised, he suddenly remembered something! At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened to the extreme fear, and a look of horror appeared on his face! He turned his horse's head and whipped the war horse hard, shouting loudly: "Everyone retreats for me! This is..."... "...dead grey camp!"

Almost at the same time, the horrified howling sound from Chilietai combined with the soldiers who rushed out of the city gate!... In an instant, the violent explosions from more than 30 dead grey camp soldiers almost wiped out all the Mongolian soldiers within a hundred meters of the city gate! "Retreat!"

At this time, Qin Lietai's teeth were already bleeding.

He didn't have to look back, just listening to the sound of horse hooves in the city pass, you would know that in his saddle, these soldiers like death had gathered hundreds of people! Each of them could die as generously as before! And Meng Junerlang, who had just taken out of the city pass and was still fiercely attacking the city wall, now there are less than five hundred left!... What's the point of fighting?

While Qin Lietai whipped the war horses in anger, he galloped north with the defeated soldiers in a mess, while gritting his teeth and turning back.

There was his impregnable natural danger of Feihu Ridge, which was a dangerous place where he could pass the pass and the enemy was invincible! But just now, these few hundred enemy troops defeated his three thousand defenders and fled, leaving only these few people left! When his eyes condensed on the wall again, he saw a military flag above that was already spreading in the wind and flying fiercely.

On the black flag, there were three blood-red characters written.

The content written on it had already penetrated deeply into the hearts of Qinlietai and his soldiers.
Chapter completed!