Chapter 380

It's getting dark.

From time to time, the arrow rain or stone throwing from Xilong city have brought the burning oil.

This is not that Ning Zhenggang thought that the previous strategy was wrong and did not attach fire oil to weaken his attack.

Just so that we can see the despair on the face of Qingyang soldiers more clearly during the attack.

Especially the wave of about 70000 people at the forefront.

After repeatedly raising the shield to defend and then withdrawing the shield to charge, they were stunned that they didn't finish walking from day to night. Just thinking about it, they knew their physical and mental fatigue.

These people are destined to die.

Ning Zhenggang looked at them coldly.

Forward, they will die under Xilong City, and backward, they will be dealt with by Zheng Yuanyun's military law. These people seem to have become abandoned children, waiting for their fate has been doomed.

As for compassion, Ning Zhenggang doesn't have it here.

No matter how pathetic these people are, they are also soldiers of the Qingyang empire. They are the aggressors who have invaded their territory. Do they have compassion for the aggressors?

Ning Zhenggang admits that he has not reached the supreme state.

To blame, blame the coach who doesn't treat you as people at all!

It seems that the time is almost over.

By the light of the fire at the end of the city, Ning Zhenggang saw that at the other end of the river bank, Zheng Yuanyun seemed to have given up his plan to send more troops to the river.

It is impossible to know whether this is because he finally recognized the reality or because he was forced to protest by his soldiers.

After all, he seems to have won the battle, which is almost a foregone conclusion.

Then, there is no need for these 70000 people to touch the wall of Xilong city?

Ning Zhenggang looked at the bottom of the city. Whether out of sympathy or wanting a perfect battle that the enemy dumped more than 100000 bodies but could not touch the city wall, he thought the battle should be over.

The 70000 exhausted soldiers could not even take another round of stone throwing volley!

In the current situation, Ning Zhenggang will no longer worry about the fact that his throwing stones will help each other fill the river. In fact, there are even too many dead soldiers in some parts of the river. The corpses have already piled up beyond the height of the river. It's not too much to describe it with corpses everywhere.

Going beyond the limit is as bad as falling short.

Zheng Yuanyun, who wanted to fill the river, picked up a stone and hit himself in the foot. He not only sacrificed a lot of soldiers' lives, but also because there were too many bodies, he could no longer wade across the river according to the original plan. Instead, he had to clean up a large part first.

Will he clean up?

Ning Zhenggang smiled and cleaned up. The big deal was that the war returned to the original point. The other party sent a large number of soldiers to charge, and he repeated his old skills, and then used hierarchical tactics to make the enemy suffer again.

For Qingyang Empire, it doesn't help at all.

So, that's it.

Ning Zhenggang's face was cold and fierce, and slowly raised his right hand.

This is his favorite action today. Every time he raises his right hand and strokes it hard, hundreds of stones will roar away at the head of the city. After crossing a beautiful death arc, it will bring unimaginable heavy damage to the enemy.

Every time he raised his hand, thousands of soldiers would lose their lives. Ning Zhenggang was intoxicated by the pleasure of holding others' life and death in his hands.

After this war, he will apply to the imperial side for reinforcements. He will drive out all the aggressors who dare to enter Nantes province.

Then, under his administration, this badly hit province will regain its original light.

No, it must be a stronger and brighter light!

For a while, Ning Zhenggang was heroic and dry, and now he is about to take the first step to become the supreme commander of Nantes province.

In this step, he just needs to put his right hand down gently

"Report --!"

Just as Ning Zhenggang was concentrating, a voice from the city made him slightly stunned.

"My Lord, my lord Ning!"

The man didn't even go to the head of the city. Ning Zhenggang heard a plop, but he seemed to run too fast and fell directly to the ground. He still shouted in his mouth.

"Why are you so frightened?"

Ning Zhenggang frowned and temporarily put down his right hand. At the same time, a bad feeling suddenly appeared at the bottom of his heart.

But there was no response under the city. There was only a chaotic noise. Ning Zhenggang looked left and right. He would have understood the meaning and hurried downstairs.

Not long after, a group of soldiers carrying stretchers, shouted at the general who went down to check, and hurried up the tower again.

Ning Zhenggang saw that a pale soldier was carrying on the stretcher. Looking at his sweating appearance, he thought it was the collapse of his physical strength. A large piece of congestion on his forehead should be the result of the loud noise just now.

"What's going on?"

Ning Zhenggang has a big Ning in his face. He recognizes that this person is the soldier commander left at the south gate. At this time, he even ran to the north gate, and he still looks so urgent. Is it difficult

No, how is that possible?

Ning Zhenggang was very anxious, but the soldier commander was too dehydrated. Although his lips moved and wanted to say something, he couldn't say a word.

On the spot, the people were afraid that the state of the governor was serious. They hurriedly gave him a good gas and water. The soldier's face was ruddy.

"Lord Ning, over the South Gate... I found a large number of troops gathering!"

The commander of the soldier came in one breath, rolled down from the stretcher and reported it anxiously.

"A lot?"

Ning Zhenggang's breath tightened and hurriedly asked, "how many? Where's the army?"

The soldier commander dared not neglect, and hurriedly reported: "it was too dark to see clearly, but the other party obviously had a bad intention. The brothers asked them to disclose their identity three times in a row, but they ignored it!"

Ning Zhenggang angrily said, "why not give a gold warning?"

Xilong city is not small. At the beginning, it was the main city of Nantes province. Its scale is not worse than the three cities of ter or bo'an city of Anluo province. However, after Nantes province had three new main cities, Xilong city's status became weaker and weaker. Although the city is broad, there are not many people.

They fought against the Qingyang Empire at the north gate. The south gate is far away. If there is a big war there, you can't hear anything just by your ears.

In order to prevent the loss of contact between the city gates, the city gates are equipped with golden gongs. Once something happens, the warning will spread all over Xilong city at a very fast speed.

But so far, Ning Zhenggang has not heard anything.

"This..."

The soldier commander hesitated, "when the villain came, the other party didn't disclose his identity. In case, he first set out to report to the adult. As for why there is no golden gong until now..."

"Or maybe those troops are their own?"

He guessed.