While the bandits were waiting for reinforcements, the defenders were not idle either. Chen Li sent people to the defenders at several other city gates to ask for reinforcements.
The bandits' goal was obviously to storm Beicheng, so in addition to Zhang Qingxian's troops stationed in the rear to defend against possible new enemies, all the forces that could be gathered in Zijun City had already come over, and a thousand elite soldiers had been assembled.
The officers and soldiers with poor combat effectiveness were sent to the other three city gates to fill the guard vacancies.
Compared to the bandit's five thousand army, one thousand elite soldiers is really small.
Mr. Hong did not act rashly. In addition to waiting for the two thousand troops who were gathering, he also needed to wait for the most important person.
When this man arrived, the leaders joked: "Brother Mu, I've been waiting for you. Without you, Mr. Hong wouldn't let us attack the city."
"Oh? What are Mr. Hong's orders?" This Mu Qing has been Wang Lexian for a long time and has always appeared as the bandit leader. No one except Mr. Hong knows that he is the key to this battle.
"I hope you can use your magic to make a few climbing ladders to assist in the siege."
"That's it? That's too simple. But Mr. Hong, with all due respect, even if we use a ladder, we may not be able to attack the city. I have a way to make it easier for our army to attack the city."
"What method?" all the leaders asked in unison.
Mu Qing took out a few seeds from his arms and said: "I got this seed from a tree demon that became a spirit. With my secret method, a big tree can grow instantly, connecting the ground and the city wall. Three or four At a distance of a hundred meters, we can reach the top of the city with a single charge."
"Then use it quickly."
The bandits organized their troops and waited until Mu Qing's spell was completed before they could start the battle directly.
I saw Mu Qing burying a few brown seeds in the ground, taking out the cloth bag he carried with him, grabbing a handful of something like gravel, scattering it on the seeds, and then left quickly.
The seed sprouted immediately, pushed out of the soil, and the roots and branches grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, connecting the ground and the city in a matter of seconds.
The bandits suddenly launched an attack on the city as planned.
The soldiers guarding the city were shocked when they saw the trees in front of them and froze on the spot.
Chen Li reacted quickly, took out a few cans of kerosene, poured it on the tree trunk, and lit a fire. The others then followed suit as if they had just woken up from a dream. It was this move that delayed the bandits' attack and gave the defenders a chance to make arrangements.
With the help of this big tree, the battle between the two sides turned into a frontal melee. Although the defenders were all elite, there were too many bandits and they could only resist them with all their strength.
Chen Li watched as the bandit leader in front of him rushed from left to right and killed many soldiers. However, because there were people everywhere, he could not do anything, and several of his own foundation-building monks could only watch helplessly.
Fortunately, the defenders' formation did not break up. They fought for their lives and killed more than a thousand bandits with about 500 casualties. However, they might not be able to block the next attack, so they had to ask for help again.
Shortly after the battle, Zhang Qingxian finally came to the North City Wall with his private soldiers. Most of the defenders here were transferred here by him. Now that the war has begun and the bandits have gathered here, Zhang Qingxian cannot continue to hide elsewhere and watch on the sidelines. What's more, at this time, the defenders were already unable to resist.
Zhang Qingxian climbed onto the city wall and was speechless when he looked at the huge trees connecting the city wall to the ground.
He ordered his soldiers to extinguish the flames on the vines, which aroused doubts from several other generals.
"Master Zhang, what do you mean? Are you in the same group with that bandit?" The person who spoke without any courtesy was Cheng Tong, the son of the Cheng family in the city. He was a playboy and always liked to talk nonsense. Zhang Qingxian knew who he was. De Xing, even after joining the army, is still the same bear as before, and ignores him.
Chen Li pulled Cheng Tong down and said to Wang Qingxian: "Brother Wang, why did you put out the flames and cut off the big tree? Our advantage in defending the city will not be much. There are not enough troops in the city now, how can we resist it?"
When Zhang Qingxian saw that it was Chen Li, he replied: "The other party is a gang of bandits and bandits, but you only think about defense. You really have lost the face of the Zijuncheng family."
"That's nice to say. If your Zhang family hadn't been hiding behind with their troops, we wouldn't have suffered such losses. We're just trying to counterattack now. The bosses of each family are here, and there aren't many left. How can we still have the ability to counterattack." Cheng Tong had a bad temper and interrupted Zhang Qingxian's words.
As soon as these words came out, all the generals from the surrounding families looked at Zhang Qingxian. As the largest family in Zijun City, it was really unreasonable for him to hide elsewhere and not participate in the war.
Zhang Qingxian knew what they meant, and he had also thought of a countermeasure. So what if he gave up his elite soldiers? Once the plan was successful, the entire Zijun City would belong to their family. He would not care about these small gains and losses. Now he maintains The family's reputation and glory are the first goals.
"I have seen the losses of each family. I know you are unhappy, but we don't know if there are enemies at the other three city gates. Now that the elites of my Zhang family have arrived, we will resolve the battle as soon as possible. Guard against sneak attacks from other places. After a few leaders beat the drums to encourage me, I will personally lead the 500 elite soldiers to take the lead in a decisive battle with the enemy. When the time comes, I will rely on you to take care of me."
Each family is very satisfied with this plan. If the Zhang family suffers similar losses to them, no one will take advantage and no one will have objections. If someone monopolizes the benefits, they will naturally be attacked in groups.
The bandits in the distance retreated when they saw reinforcements coming from the defenders.
Mr. Hong said to the bandits: "It's nothing more than 500 more soldiers. We still have nearly 4,000 troops. The total number of enemies is only more than 1,000. What are you afraid of? There were more than 1,000 enemies just now and we were almost killed." If we break through, we will definitely be able to capture the city in one go this time.”
Following an order, the bandits, led by their leader, rushed towards the city with more than 300 people per team.
Although there is still no good formation, it is very rare to be able to organize the bandits to such an extent that they do not trample on each other along the way.
War drums were beating on the city wall, and after three drums, the five hundred elite soldiers of the Zhang family took the lead in taking the lead. Zhang Jiajun has been recharging his strength for a long time, and now he goes into battle with even greater momentum.
The troops were neatly arranged in a sharp formation, using the momentum of rushing down from the city wall to rush into the bandit team.
The leader of the first team of bandits was the most outstanding person in the siege battle just now. His name was Jukou. He had a pair of superb golden water palms and was best at killing enemies in chaotic battles. Unfortunately, he met regular heavy armored infantry and was not able to do anything. No room for development.
The Zhang family has five hundred elite armored soldiers, and every soldier is a carefully selected and carefully trained warrior. Every ten people have one tenth, and one tenth is set to be a monk in the Qi training period. With this configuration, coupled with the top-down impact, even three or five foundation-building monks dare not resist, and only one of them can face each other. He tore Ju Kou into pieces. The bandits behind him didn't even react. They didn't even have a chance to escape. They were penetrated by the Zhang family's elite and defeated in one fell swoop. Only a small number of remnants were left hiding aside, not daring to block the way.
The friendly troops on the city wall cheered when they saw such a great victory. The children of several aristocratic families are not mediocre. They immediately saw the opportunity to fight, put their own family resources and rushed forward, intending to crush the bandit alliance in one breath.
The vanguard of the bandits was defeated so quickly that the rear troops were so close that they had no time to defend. The Zhang family's elite momentum did not slow down, and they defeated two more teams in one breath. The bandits behind finally knew what had happened, but by this time it was already too late.
The defeated soldiers who were dispersed by the defenders fled all the way, throwing the already not very organized bandits into a ball, coercing the bandits who didn't know what they were doing, and fled backwards. A great rout inevitably began.
After all, Zhang Qingxian was the highest military attache in Zijun City, and he was very sensitive to the changes in the battle situation. Although he was blocked by the crowd and could not see the rear, the shouts of killing were heard, and he murmured to himself: "These guys still have some eyesight. "
He waved his hand, and the soldiers beside him pointed forward with their battle flags raised as instructed. The entire team continued to chase without stopping, driving the bandits all the way into the mountains.
Then began to encircle and suppress the bandits scattered everywhere and clean up the battlefield.
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The bandit leaders fled all the way. Except for those who were the first to confront Wang Qingxian's army, they all escaped, but only a few troops were left around them.
They were thirsty during their escape and knew that Zhang Qingxian would not come here with his heavy armored infantry, so they chose a mountain stream to rest.
As soon as they drank some water to calm down, they started to make a fuss.
"The Jukou leader was killed by Zhang Qingxian. Aren't we working for the Zhang family? Mr. Hong, you have to give us an explanation."
Mr. Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the person who spoke and said: "Thousands of people are watching on the battlefield. If you don't kill someone and leave him alive, wouldn't it expose your master's plan?"
The man was about to retort, but suddenly remembered that Mr. Hong was an expert at the Foundation Establishment Realm and did not dare to continue speaking.
"Mr. Hong, we have been defeated as required. I don't know when we will be rewarded." At this time, heroes from all walks of life were afraid of revealing their lust, but basically no one wanted to stay in Zhang Mansion and continue to work. They just wanted to divide the money. .
Mr. Hong replied: "The money is a trivial matter, and the Zhang family has already prepared it. It's just that we adults are afraid. If any gossip spreads after today, life will be difficult for our adults."
The heroes naturally knew what Mr. Hong meant, and they were just afraid that they would leak the conspiracy.
"We can swear that we will never tell this matter. Is Mr. Hong satisfied?" This kind of secret can be regarded as their talisman and they will not be revealed easily. Some heroes still want to talk to Mr. Hong.
But some of them already sensed that something was wrong and yelled.
"Do you still want to silence yourself? There are so many heroes here, can you kill them all?"
Mr. Hong smiled sadly. It might have been difficult just now and he couldn't catch them all in one go, but now he can close the net.
Only then did everyone notice that the coffin he had been carrying was gone, and a chill fell on their whole bodies.
Suddenly there was a scream, and when everyone went to look, there was no one left, and only a hole was left on the ground.
The brave ones moved their faces closer to take a look. He moved cautiously and was ready to evacuate, but he was hit by the smell of corpses along his nose and hit his forehead, making him confused for a while. A withered yellow arm suddenly stretched out from the hole, grabbed the man's scalp and dragged him in. There was only a scream and then silence.
No one around him could react, so he broke another one, and everyone retreated far away from the entrance of the cave.
But he didn't want another person to be caught into a new hole three feet away.
One of them knew this thing well and shouted: "This is a zombie, he wants to use us as zombie sacrifices!"
