"Anyone who offends our great man will be killed no matter how far away he is!"
Lu Changsheng roared towards the sky, and the dust from the city wall fell.
This time, too many people came.
Endless killing!
He couldn't kill them all by himself and with a knife.
Moreover, this time the generals leading the Liusha County army were not like those who used to rush in and out.
He arranged his troops in an orderly manner.
The one leading the troops is Wang Lin!
Liusha County Military and Horse Supervisor!
This time, he brought all the elites under Qin Gang.
The shield army resisted in front, and first the archers aimed at the city head and fired fiercely.
Even though Lu Changsheng missed his bow and arrow with his sword, he still couldn't take care of everything.
Then, under the escort of cavalry, eighteen climbing ladders were set up at the top of the city, and Beimang soldiers climbed up the ladder like ants like ants.
Not only that, there were a hundred shield soldiers under the city gate, guarding a ramming car and crashing into the city gate.
This posture is nothing like attacking a small, remote city.
It's like a national war on the border.
Qin Gang had no way out and took out all his belongings.
In this battle, either Lu Chang lives or dies, or Liyang City dies!
Otherwise, he, the governor of Liusha County, would lose his head just after taking office.
Six years later, there is still a small city in the territory of Beimang, with the banner of the Han Dynasty erected. This is such an irony for Beimang.
How could King You tolerate such a thing in his fiefdom? How could the Beimang royal family tolerate such a thing!
Lu Changsheng ripped off the arrow from his body, and the sharp sting made him feel awake and angry!
"kill!"
With one strike, a dark yellow light was drawn on the top of the city.
Carrying majestic killing power, he cut off the two soldiers who had just climbed to the top of the city.
Then Lu Changsheng raised his foot and kicked the ladder over.
I saw the soldiers on the ladder falling down one after another, screaming.
However, Beimang soldiers from other places still swarmed up like locusts.
Wang Lin slowly approached the city gate, looked up at the fighting above, and was shocked.
This is a person!
He actually blocked his two thousand soldiers for half an hour.
No wonder Sun Lijun, the former governor of Liusha County, concealed the affairs of Liyang City for six years.
The power of one county cannot defeat Liyang City, which shows how incompetent this county guard is!
The key is that there is only one soldier in this remote Liyang City.
However, no matter how strong and brave he is, there is only one person after all!
Wang Lin put away the awe in his heart and walked forward calmly.
After fighting on the battlefield for many years, he understood that one could be in awe of the enemy but still behead him.
This is the battlefield, this is war!
Either you die or I live.
There is no second option.
Lu Changsheng, you are a warrior, you are a hero!
If you die in my hands, you deserve to die.
When you die, I will divide you into five pieces and bury you in five directions.
This is the greatest respect for you and the final commendation to the warrior.
As for the people in Liyang City, since they choose to follow you and refuse to surrender, there is no need for them to exist.
When the time comes, a fire will burn all the people in Liyang City and wipe out the news that the last soldier of the Han Expeditionary Army has stood firm in Liusha County for six years.
From then on, the world will never know that there was once a man who carried a banner of the Han Dynasty and persisted on the land of Beimang Empire for six years.
From then on, the county governor Qin Gang was able to go further and climb higher according to the established route.
And he, Wang Lin, could follow Qin Gang's footsteps and rise to the top.
Several more corpses fell from the top of the city and landed next to Wang Lin's legs.
Every corpse was fatal with a knife.
Some people were beheaded, and some were cut in half.
Others were split in the middle, probably because the knife was too fast and the force was too strong. The heart was still beating in the cut open chest, and one eye was wide open, as if he didn't believe he was dead.
Wang Lin did not avoid it and allowed blood and brains to splash on his trousers.
Except for the broken limbs that hit him directly and were opened by him with a knife, his eyes were always fixed on Lu Changsheng at the top of the city.
This Lu Changsheng should only be in the third level, but his thin body burst out with amazing fighting power.
However, no matter how strong his fighting power is, he may not be able to withstand such a wheel battle.
Having more people is sometimes an absolute advantage.
It will consume him to death.
Lu Changsheng was indeed very tired.
There were at least twenty more wounds on his body, and he didn't know how much blood he bled.
All he knew was that the knife in his hand was red and hot.
Blood was flowing on it, and there seemed to be smoke coming out.
They should have killed two to three hundred people, but people from behind kept coming.
When can we finish the killing?
After killing an enemy, Lu Changsheng felt that the internal energy flowing in his body became a little thicker.
However, the injuries and blood on his body seemed to be growing faster than his skill.
One and the other waxed and waned, making him gradually feel weak.
However, what worried him most was not his physical injuries and fatigue. What he was really worried about was the old, weak, women and children in Liyang City who gathered together without saying a word.
They said nothing and clenched their fists.
There is tension, worry, and relief.
Perhaps, some people have spent six years in fear and have already been waiting for the coming of death in their hearts.
Death may also be a kind of relief.
Because they knew in their hearts that when all the soldiers were killed, Lu Changsheng alone would not be able to support them.
During the six-year lockdown, they could endure hardship and starve, but they could not bear to wait for death.
Also, they couldn't bear it and could only watch Lu Changsheng support himself, support this small town, and support the people in the city.
Support the banner of the great man!
They had long been accustomed to corpses falling on the city walls, and even children of several years old knew that these were gifts from the enemy.
However, with the sound of collisions against the city gate, the heavy city gate began to tremble. Li Laizi knew that it would probably take less than twenty collisions for the city gate to be knocked open.
"Pfft!"
A spear pierced Lu Changsheng's chest.
A pockmarked soldier's eyes were full of surprise, as if he saw a lot of gold and silver rewards, and a voluptuous woman washed and waiting for him.
The Lord Sheriff said that if Lu Changsheng is killed, he will receive a reward of a thousand taels and be made a captain of a thousand taels.
The pockmarked soldier's name is Wu Fan. He has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
He is a veteran who has fought with Wang Lin for many years. He will not rush forward like some stupid young man, howling and screaming, and then be killed by Lu Changsheng with a knife.
He kept fighting outside, shouting "Kill" and "Go up", encouraging the young people to continue.
Wu Fan knows one thing deeply: only the living can receive the reward and have the last laugh.
Now this opportunity has come, because Lu Changsheng's speed of drawing the sword has slowed down.
Moreover, the knife he just struck on the neck of a Beimang soldier did not completely cut off the head.
There is still some flesh left for the head to hang on the body.
This proved that Lu Changsheng's strength had gradually been exhausted.
Many of the besieging soldiers around him were frightened by Lu Changsheng. Some peed their pants, some gradually moved outside, and some young soldiers' hands were already shaking.
When others are greedy, I am afraid;
When others are fearful, I am greedy.
Wu Fan kept this in mind, which was crucial, not only allowing him to survive several battles, but also allowing him to gradually become a centurion.
If he wants to reach a higher level and become a captain, he must seize the opportunity.
The opportunity is now.
While Lu Changsheng's broadsword cut into the shoulder blade of a Beimang soldier before it could be pulled out, Wu Fan took action.
His spear pierced Lu Changsheng's chest accurately.
The "puff" sound, the sound of the gun tip entering flesh, was more sweet and melodious to Wu Fan's ears than any song in a brothel.
It was as if he was hugging the plumpest girl in the building, savoring the deep touch and making a sound.
Done!
This shot was a fatal shot. No matter how powerful and capable Lu Changsheng was, he would still die here.
Wu Fan suppressed the surprise in his heart and pushed forward hard.
He wanted to pierce the spear through Lu Changsheng's chest.
Only in this way can Wu Fan feel at ease and Wu Fan can truly get the reward.
However, the spear didn't move at all.
Wu Fan was shocked, with an incredible look in his eyes.
Lu Changsheng was seen grabbing the head of the spear with one hand, preventing the spear from advancing even half a minute.
The other hand dragged up the long knife, and there was a person hanging on the long knife.
It was Lu Changsheng who slashed the shoulder blade.
He even hit Wu Fan with a knife.
"ah!"
Wu Fan's vision went dark, and he felt a sharp pain.
He never thought that despite all the calculations, he would be crushed to death by corpses.
The captain of thousands is gone, and the thousand taels of gold are gone.
Why doesn’t this damn Lu Changsheng die?
Wu Fan did not curse after all, because his head was stepped into the corpse by the soldiers who came up from behind.
Wu Fan is not the only person who is quite a captain, and there are even more people who want to get a thousand taels of gold.
Greed is always the driving force for human progress.
It is also the direction in which mankind seeks its own death.
Lu Changsheng shook off the corpse from the broadsword, cut off the body of the gun with a backhand blow, and kept the gun head hanging on his body.
The gun tip cannot be pulled out.
Once the gun head is pulled out, he will immediately bleed profusely and completely lose his fighting ability.
Then fight with a gun.
You can feel the loss of body temperature and the increase of energy in your body.
This is really a strange feeling.
Seeing the people climbing up the city wall one after another, Lu Changsheng made a decision.
He jumped.
He broke through the crowd and jumped down.
Below is the crash car!
The city gate is still damaged, and it is estimated that it only takes one last push to break the gate open.
Then the cavalry will break through the city gate and slaughter all the unarmed old, weak, women and children in Liyang City.
Perhaps not even a wild dog will be left alive.
Lu Changsheng was facing down, his sword was also facing down, and he rushed towards the car.
This move that fell from the sky didn't have many tricks.
The only way to rely on the fallen strength is to have the spirit to die.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang.
Wang Lin finally stopped and looked at the dust, sawdust, weapons and broken limbs flying in front of him.
He was a little confused as to why a dying man still had such courage and strength to crash his crash car.
He also didn't understand why the shield soldiers surrounding the ramming car were knocked away with a knife.
There was no need for him to figure it out because there was no time left.
The dust dissipated, and a figure appeared at the city gate, holding a dark broadsword tightly in his hand.
The figure's hair was disheveled, the skin and flesh on his body had rolled, and white bones were exposed in some places.
There was also a gun tip stuck in his chest.
This is not a human being, it is completely a demon from the Nine Nether Hell!
Why?
The murderous aura emanating from Lu Changsheng's body has increased a lot!
Why?
Lu Changsheng's skill has improved so much than before!
Wang Lin felt a hint of despair at this time.
He used all his strength and shouted, "Retreat!"
However, it's too late!
The disheveled Lu Changsheng rushed over with a broadsword, but was still shot in the body by some archers who reacted.
His steps are firm, and his goal is even firmer.
Capture the thief first and capture the king!
This was what King Wu taught him when he was still alive.
He always kept it in mind.
The sword was swung out, and the black and yellow light flashed, carrying boundless pressure.
Carrying the billowing air current, it rushed forward.
The air seemed to vibrate, and a circle of ripples spread out.
Wang Lin's pupils got bigger and bigger.
Because he saw the shield of the shield soldier in front of him being split open by the sword energy, and his body was knocked away.
Then, a gust of wind hit, and Wang Lin's body flew backwards involuntarily.
The armor on the body was cut off, and then the body.
Still careless!
This Lu Changsheng was simply not someone he could deal with.
Because Lu Changsheng is no ordinary martial artist at all!
He is not human at all!
