Boom~! Boom! ! There were loud noises that could be heard clearly across the city wall, and the people in black couldn't help but change their expressions slightly. With many years of assassination experience, Wang Butai, the leader of the men in black, immediately realized that this was an opportunity, a good opportunity to kill with one strike. Wang Butai said: "Did you all hear that? The Xihe Army on the city wall has the upper hand, that is, He said that these gunshots were aimed at the Yuan army. This is an opportunity for us to assassinate Subotai! " Subotai, when he heard these three words, all the people in black were stunned. In the entire Yuan Dynasty, Subotai's reputation is second only to Zhebie's. He was Genghis Khan's right-hand man and made great contributions to the Mongols' entry into the Central Plains. His fame was so great that even the most distant Qing Dynasty was famous. If this is the case, the man in black will only feel that his leader is too ambitious, and that doing so simply fails to achieve his goal, regardless of the cost. At this time, as the leader of an army, Subotai must be under heavy protection, and it is conceivable that he is heavily guarded. Choosing this time is simply whimsical. "The more intense the Xihe Army's offensive is, the more Subotai will deploy troops to the front line, and the troops in other places will become weaker. When the time comes, we will lurk in and ambush them. At the critical moment, it will be miraculous. "Wang Butai raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Kuangxue and Yage. Seeing that they were silent, he knew that his previous words had a great impact on them. Also, wasn't it the case when I got the news and made up my mind before? If you are not forced to do anything, there is no way to turn back. Even if you are an ambitious person, you are not willing to get even a glimmer of pride or even a false sense of security. What about taking a breather? "Let's go, enter the city through the west gate!" After waiting for a moment to make sure that what he saw was correct, Wang Butai immediately led the remaining dozens of men in black and headed straight for the west gate. After the Xihe Army occupied the city gate, the most intense battle in the city and on the city wall was at the east gate. The other two gates were also affected, but the gains were not significant. It was not until the Xihe Army fired a round of artillery salvos that the Xihe Army, who were fighting on the city wall, advanced nearly ten meters. The Yuan army was confused and had a huge difference in quality. Overall, it was slightly weaker than Xihe. Under such circumstances. It was even more strenuous. We can only continue to use human lives to block the path forward of the Xihe Army. "Kill!!" Meng Shi's eyes were red, he held a knife in his left hand, and waved the shield-breaking steel whip in his right hand like a giant dragon playing in the water. Wherever he passed, the wind was rushing and unstoppable. Under the leadership of Meng Shi, the mountain barbarians charged forward crazily with unstoppable momentum. The Yuan army who fought abandoned their helmets and armor, and corpses were scattered all over the field. "Come on. Let me see how powerful you are!" Meng Shi roared wildly and fiercely. His thin clothes were soaked with sweat and clung to his abnormally strong muscles. He was not wearing armor, but in his eyes The blazing flames burned the entire battlefield, making him feel like he was entering an uninhabited land. Soon, the Xihe Army occupied the first fork and advanced continuously for more than two hundred meters. The morale of the Yuan Army completely fell to the bottom. It was not that there were no generals of the Yuan Army to stop Meng Shi, but at most there were less than three battles. In one round, he was cut down on the spot. Is it strength? No, it's not just the difference in strength, but also the difference in momentum, the difference in Meng Shi's crazy playing style. "Set fire!" A Yuan army general ordered in pain. We know that this is just drinking poison to quench our thirst, but in this situation, what can we do? The sneak attack of the Xihe Army, the madness of the mountain barbarians, the exhaustion caused by days of defense, the despair of having no reinforcements inside and powerful enemies outside, all these factors seemed to have already determined the outcome. Fires shot up into the sky, and the fighting between the two sides became more fierce. The people hiding in their homes could no longer stay, and most of them were involved in the fighting. Both the enemy and us were already killing each other like crazy. The Shanman retreated immediately, and the Xihe soldiers who took over the battle had already spread their display to all the streets and alleys. The Yuan army seemed to know that they had no way out, and they fought fiercely in desperation. The soldiers of Xihe had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and they were not willing to give in. They gritted their teeth and rushed forward. Every step forward will cost several corpses, some from the enemy and some from our own side. Subotai brought the last batch of Yuan troops to the front line in person. Xu Ze stood on the front line, his whole body was stained red with blood. Without any elegant and handsome temperament, his whole person was like a god of death bathed in blood, cold and cold. The murderous aura overflowed uncontrollably, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to eat people. The night began to turn white, and the exhausted two sides were still fighting. After a night of fighting, the city was filled with dead bodies of both the enemy and ours. The whole city was dyed red with blood. The entire Xihe Army had entered the city and completely advanced into the inner city. Under this, each occupied half of the city.??, unable to move forward any further. "The general is incompetent, please punish the marshal!" Xu Ze retreated from the battlefield covered in black and red. At this moment, he was exhausted. There was no intact place on his body. The large and small scars had just been treated and wrapped in gauze. As for the armor, I didn't know where it was thrown because it felt heavy in the middle of the night. Xu Rong frowned and asked: "How many casualties were on our side and how many were killed and wounded on the Yuan army?" "When the general retreated, more than 12,000 of our troops had been killed and more than 28,000 of the Yuan army had been killed and wounded! Most of them are ordinary soldiers who have only fought a few battles!" Xu Ze lowered his head deeply. There are more than 10,000 people, and most of them are elite soldiers. Xu Ze's heart is bleeding just thinking about it. No one knows better than them how difficult it is to train a group of elite soldiers. It would not be too difficult for one person, ten people, or even a hundred or a thousand people, but for tens of thousands of elite soldiers, the energy and price paid would increase exponentially. Behind each elite soldier, there are ten times more people standing behind him. Eliminated soldiers. "Where are the people?" Xu Rong was unmoved. "Deaths and injuries countless!" Xu Ze did not count, nor did he have the intention to count, nor did he have time to count, because there were too many. Looking at it, they were densely packed everywhere, and the dead and wounded Xihe Army and Yuan Army were compared with them. , it seems so rare. Xu Ze knew that if they continued fighting like this, they would end up with an empty city. "Countless? It seems that they are indeed barbarians. No matter how well they are painted, it is just to better oppress the people. It cannot change their nature at all!" Xu Rong took a deep breath. He didn't care much about the dead and wounded soldiers, because This is their bounden duty and the price of victory. He has long been numb. The deaths of the common people made Xu Rong uncomfortable. They were innocent, but it was a pity that their fate was not under their control. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!