Chapter 2373

The sun shines on the top of the city and looks a little shining.

General Hari, bathed in the sun, felt the temperature brought by the sun and said, "let them hurry up."

The prisoners of the Ming army on the right have been swept over, but it's too cold in the morning. Most of them have frostbite on their hands and feet, so they can't speed up.

A sergeant went over with a whip and whipped, and then the speed was really fast.

The general said proudly, "look, they take this."

The caravans under the city also saw this scene, mostly laughing.

"It used to be said that people were very powerful, but after their old emperor went, they lost their momentum. I see! They will slowly weaken in the future, and ha lie will unify the grassland."

Some businessmen almost flattered and said these words, which immediately attracted the approval of many people.

These people forget the downfall of Fugu and others, and forget that yilibaoli was captured by the Ming army.

A guy was probably a little straight. After listening to it for a long time, he came out with a sentence.

"Those Jingguan in Yili are so scary!"

The crowd stopped angrily, and then someone retorted, "listen to those businessmen walking far away. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is fighting with ministers and fighting with scholars. They are sure to decline."

"Sir, can I help you?"

Two men came up with a flattering smile and asked a businessman.

The merchant frowned and waved his hand, like driving away two flies.

The two men walked forward with a sigh and continued to ask the businessmen.

Many people out of the city were blocked behind, and gradually squeezed in, ready to get out of the city first.

At this time, the prisoners of the Ming army also swept right above the city gate

Ma song looked up at general ha lie and murmured, "I'll kill you and let you eat my shit!"

Zhao Xing was beside him, and his heart was blue when he heard his muttering.

You will die and be killed by these harlems!

He glanced at Ma song, shook his head slightly, and then took a casual look at the city.

He saw a pair of eyes.

Sharp eyes!

It was a man. Zhao Xing saw him touch something from the carriage beside him.

That's a bow!

He saw that there were many more people around the caravan, all groping in the carriage.

Who is this?

He opened his mouth and looked up at the steps at the head of the city. There, two men came up slowly, as if they wanted to come up to see the distance.

There is no poetry or beauty in the distance.

A sergeant at the head of the city found them and shouted.

"Who are you? Get down!"

Most of these sergeants were looking outside the city, and some even yawned.

Everyone looked at the two people and smiled.

Within sight, there were more than 50 sergeants at both ends.

This is a powerful force that can kill all the businessmen waiting inside and outside the city, so they are smiling easily.

The general was also laughing. He thought God was good to himself. When he wanted to have fun, he sent two fools.

The two men went to the city in ignorance. Then two sergeants came up and prepared to take them.

"Kneel down!"

The two sergeants pulled out their long knives and threatened.

In this place and era where human life is not as good as dog life, what you don't listen to when you see a bright knife is to find your own death.

The two men were stunned, but they didn't stop at their feet.

The general shook his head and looked into the city, thinking about how to torture the two people who broke into the city later.

He saw the Royal Palace in the morning light.

He saw those impatient businessmen and people waiting for the gate to check and release.

Looking back, he saw a group of men looking up at themselves.

He saw the open bows and the merchants and people whose faces had changed greatly.

"Enemy attack..."

While giving warning, he threw himself sideways and avoided an arrow.

The man fell to the ground and had no time to feel the pain. The general shouted, "warning!"

This is a procedure. If he doesn't comply with it, even if he can survive, he will be executed by meiergan himself.

A sergeant picked up the horn and just put it to his mouth.

"Kill him!"

With a cold drink, a Ming army under the city drew a bow and arrow.

While the arrows got into the neck of the warning sergeant, the two Ming troops rushed to the city also quickly met the enemy.

The long knife flashed through the air with an unprecedented intensity.

This kind of strength can't be stopped with a short knife.

So the Ming army took a wrong body, and the tip of the short knife was provoked, like a poisonous snake rushing to the opponent's throat.

Sergeant Haley didn't expect his opponent's skill to be so good. In despair, he roared and tried his best to avoid, but he couldn't fight back.

The short knife crossed his chin. Before the blood could be shot out, the sergeant of the Ming army had turned his hand.

It is reasonable that after one knife is wielded, it is impossible to quickly wield the second knife without potential.

But these Ming army sergeants always seem to be able to wield their knives. They take them back and wield them again without any difficulty.

This is the elite!

No, it's super Sergeant!

Another sergeant was also intercepted, but his tactics were more resolute.

One face to face, he grabbed a long knife, and then the city became a slaughterhouse.

Who is this?

They can have a foothold in the city. If there is such an elite team in the siege, what city can't be attacked!

The general has got up, but he can't go to the front to check, because just now several sergeants rushed to see the situation under the city gate. As a result, they were hit by arrows one after another.

Now the gate has become a battlefield.

This is not a country that has been peaceful for a long time, so most of the sergeants guarding the gate are brave men.

When Wang Yan's knife was blocked, his first reaction was to warn his subordinates: "it's a strong enemy!"

Then he threw the knife in his hand.

No one will abandon their weapons on the battlefield. That's suicide.

But Wang Yan is different, so is black thorn.

They are not troops to fight, but the most elite forces for local and specific targets.

"Dang!"

Sergeant nahari hit the Throwing Knife accurately, and then he felt black in front of him.

He was not afraid. He didn't even look at Wang Yan coming, so he waved his knife back.

But his action is destined to be slow. This is a way to die together.

The tragic atmosphere immediately shrouded this place.

But Wang Yan's action was faster than he expected. Just as the light of the knife flashed, Wang Yan's fist came to his eyebrows.

The heavy fist hit the center of the eyebrow, and the mouth of Haley's fierce paw involuntarily opened to the maximum, and his head was shaken by this force.

Immediately, two strands of gray white semi-solid were ejected from his nostrils.

These things slow down after ejecting from the nostrils, and finally slowly freeze under the nose.

At the city gate, more than ten black Spurs have rushed in, and their opponents are more than 20 Haley fierce soldiers.

As soon as the two sides contacted, the black thorns formed several two person teams to cooperate with each other.

One man attacks or defends, and the second man waits for the opportunity.

One of the tallest and most burly Haley's fierce soldiers shouted loudly, cut back the attack of two black spikes with a knife, and then shouted to the sky: "enemy attack..."

If one wants to use up all his strength to roar, the body must not do other actions.

The man wanted to use his life to warn more people and spread the news to the city in time.

Good man!

A Ming army exclaimed in his heart and took back his short knife.

After the fierce pawn looked up, his neck was exposed in the opponent's sight.

The knife almost cut off his neck, but the only cervical vertebra was tenacious to keep his head.