"Really, let a group of little women who can't pick their shoulders and hands guard the city gate. Is there something wrong with their brains?"

At the south gate, the soldiers guarding the city gate gasped, squeezed out two physiological tears from the corners of their eyes and complained lazily.

The companion on patrol with him whispered, "don't talk nonsense. Those little women can't be provoked."

"What's the matter?" The soldier lazily raised his right eyelid and disdained to say, "I used to be a bandit. Now, although I've learned from good, I've never tasted women. I can only shout and shout when I encounter anything, and I'm as weak as a cat..."

Before Congliang, the soldier was a bandit who robbed his family. He was not so bad by nature, but his life was forced too hard. Like the young people in the village, he had to become a bandit, otherwise he couldn't live. There were many bandits recruited from Congliang like him.

Now being a good man doesn't commit a crime, but it doesn't mean that everything in the past can be written off, nor can it be regarded as having never happened.

The companion bowed his head and thought, "other little women are like this, but these... You'd better not say that..."

Seeing his companion's secretive appearance, the soldier was surprised and asked curiously.

"What's special about these little women?"

The companion thought for a moment and said, "in short, unlike those who can only cry and drag their feet, the long guns they hold are not put on display. They are all used to kill people and have some Kung Fu in their hands. Unfortunately, I heard that there are laws and regulations. These women soldiers can retire after they are 24, get married and have children. Otherwise, I really want my mother to propose marriage and marry one..."

The soldier almost lost his smile. "Your wood is really strange. The sweet and soft little lady doesn't want it. She wants a big worm? She's really young and doesn't understand the taste of women. You won't know what a real woman is until you get older and know more."

His companions were flushed with ridicule. Where did they not understand the connotation of soldiers' words?

However, he still shook his head honestly and lowered his voice with some embarrassment.

"I think the mother bug is very good. It's fierce." The companion was a little cramped and said, "but isn't the world different now? I heard from several eldest brothers that those cannibals in Northern Xinjiang are very greedy for Dongqing. You said, if the married woman meets those animals, she will only cry and cry, and finally she won't be pressed to the ground? It's OK. At least she has a life. What if she is eaten?"

The soldier was stunned. He didn't seem to expect this.

In the conversation room, there are two female soldiers patrolling opposite.

"What's the change?" Ask opposite.

The soldier replied, "everything is normal."

The two sides handed over and continued patrolling.

Watching the two female soldiers leave, the soldier muttered, "it's just like it."

At this time, the battle between the west gate and the north gate was becoming white hot.

When the rubble was exhausted, the green bricks faced the green army and photographed it one brick at a time.

When the surplus green bricks were exhausted, there were a sea of corpses under the city.

The two sides have killed red eyes. More and more Qingyi troops have climbed the wall, and more Qingyi troops are sleeping under the city.

Soldiers in the city defend the city wall territory with flesh and blood, fight every inch of land, and the sound of killing resounds through the sky.

Tonight, destined to be a bloody night, no one can sleep.

Fortunately, the previous bloody attack and defense consumed most of the main force of the Qingyi army. In the end, only 600 or 700 people of the Qingyi army were able to climb the city wall. Under the orderly command of Feng Jin, they stubbornly defended with only some city guarding equipment.

Advance or retreat, taking advantage of the geographical advantages of the city wall, slowly killing the strength of the Qingyi Army

If you want to say that there is no shortage of equipment for guarding the city, Xiangyang County has no shortage of equipment. However, in the two-line battle, the other place also scores half of the equipment.

Feng Jin's spirit was always tense. Even if he stood in the rear to command, the green army still rushed in front of him, and the blood stained the wide sleeved cloak. Occasionally, the broken limbs or the heads of strangers rolled to his feet. Almost no part of the whole city wall was clean.

Just after dawn, the Raven blue sky with a few sparse stars, and the orange sunrise fell on the earth and broke through the night.

The cries of killing at the west gate and the north gate gradually decreased.

General Ping Tian didn't even step down the stairs of the city wall. He was stabbed to death with a long gun. The stairs were full of corpses.

Most of them are enemies and occasionally have their own companions.

At this time, the war at the South Gate had just begun.

The Qingyi army in Maolin county is also fierce, but they did not sneak attack late at night, but chose to launch a strong attack at the dawn of the night, bringing 2000 more troops than the west gate.

Because the soldiers of the city gate had already been prepared, the first wave of sneak attack did not cause casualties under the resistance of wooden shield.

Luo Yue, as the leader of the forbidden army, has excellent skills. He only commands a battle to defend the city. He won't be in a hurry.

Different from Feng Jin's careful arrangement, Luo Yue's command is more rigid.

If Feng Jin is a net that looks soft but is too fine to leave a gap, Luo Yue is a thick and strong shield.

The former is more delicate and the latter is more calm.

Jiang Pengji took away most of the elite, but the women's camp took only 500 or 600 people, and the number of female soldiers left behind was almost a quarter of that of Xiangyang County. Luo Yue heard them say that the strength of the women's camp was ok, but he didn't witness it with his own eyes. He was always worried.

However, the reality is much better than Luo Yue imagined.

I thought they had never seen blood. In the face of such a big battle, they might panic or scream in panic, but they didn't.

He secretly lamented that Jiang nongqin and his own master guild trained people. In his impression, the female soldiers who only cry have the courage to not lose the men. The improved crossbow also makes the model look like and the shooting accuracy is not weak.

Also, who cares about gender at the moment of life and death?

The female soldiers and male soldiers cooperate to string the bed crossbow and shoot at the attacking enemy. The soldiers with shields block the wave after wave of arrow rain under the city. However, there are always arrows that cross the wooden shield and hurt people and plunge into the meat. Although it is not fatal, the injury is not light.

At this time, naturally, no one can take the injured down for treatment.

The arrow can only be pulled out with brute force, and then the wound can be wrapped tightly with the cloth strip torn from the body to avoid excessive bleeding.

Compared with the west gate and the north gate, the south gate has more materials to defend the city. The crossbow bed blocks the enemy 500 steps away.

The Tsing Yi army tried to approach the south gate wall with a shield, but the penetration of the bed crossbow was far more terrible than they thought.

However, although the bed crossbow is powerful, there are only more than 30 on the city wall, which is impossible to stop all the green army.

Finally, they left hundreds of bodies and finally approached the blind spot of bed crossbow shooting.

"Shit... I know why those animals don't bite this iron turtle. They break their teeth when they bite!"