My wife is number one in the world

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"It's like this for the first time. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Just get used to it. In war, there is no one who is immortal. This is just the beginning, and the corpses will be piled up like a hill in the end. Blood is dripping under your feet. I hope you can do it." Be mentally prepared."

"Thunderstone and Rolling Wood are ready."

When Young Master Liu was in a daze, the rebels desperately stuck the ladder on the city and began to climb up.

Song Qing protected Liu Mingzhi behind him, and drew out the horizontal knife at his waist: "Brother, be careful."

Young Master Liu took a few deep breaths, and drew out his saber: "Understood, I will take good care of myself."

Both sides are attacking and defending, and groups of rebels have begun to climb up the city wall braving the rain of swords and arrows.

Liu Mingzhi, the rebel who looked at the probe, was taken aback for a moment, a little dazed.

Song Qing shook his head slightly, grabbed Young Master Liu's wrist with his left hand backhand, and slammed the Heavenly Sword coldly, and a head flew into the air.

The Tianjian was not stained with blood, but the enemy's blood sprayed Liu Mingzhi's face.

Song Qing put down Young Master Liu's wrist: "Third Brother, from now on, you will be considered a real man."

Ps: I'm going to a neighboring city to negotiate a contract. There are only two updates today, and it was announced earlier.

Chapter 472 Mystery

Chapter 472 Mystery

Gently wiping off the warm blood on his face, Liu Mingzhi looked at the blood in his hands in a daze, and the scene just now appeared in front of his eyes, the appearance of a head being chopped off by his own sword.

"I killed someone?"

Liu Mingzhi stared blankly at Song Qing beside him.

Song Qing stared at the battlements with a stern expression, guarding against the enemies who could climb up at any time, with the horizontal knife in his hand on his waist, he could strike quickly.

Hearing Liu Mingzhi's question, Song Qing nodded lightly: "A man should kill someone, there's nothing to panic about. Once he's born twice, he doesn't even dare to kill the enemy. Wouldn't he live up to the seven-foot body bestowed by heaven?"

"vomit.........."

After Liu Mingzhi came back to his senses, he leaned on the city wall with the Heavenly Sword in his hand, bent over and retched.

Young Master Liu, who had vomited all the bitterness, recovered his strength. Looking at the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his expression was a bit complicated. Killing people sounds easy, but it's easy to collapse if you don't have a strong mind.

The sound of the sword entering the body came, and Song Qing casually chopped off the rebels who attacked the city wall one by one: "It's almost enough. The first time my elder brother killed someone was similar to you. I'm not used to it now. Everyone has a first time." Once, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, there is no need to have any psychological burden."

Liu Mingzhi took a few deep breaths to calm his mind: "I know, if he doesn't die, I will die. This is the battlefield. If you have a benevolent heart, you may lead yourself and your brothers into the abyss."

Another rebel army who attacked the city wall was about to jump onto the top of the city wall with a somewhat happy expression when a shining sword pierced the rebel army's chest and fell down under his unwilling eyes. Eight or nine will be smashed to pieces.

Or it is not impossible to be trampled into flesh by the comrades who came after.

The corpses piled up like a mountain under the city, and the loess was soaked in blood. Who would care about a person who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the bloodless Heavenly Sword: "How about it, brother, is this sword sharp enough?"

Song Qing pursed his lips and raised a smile, looked at Liu Mingzhi, who had become calm and relaxed, and nodded in satisfaction: "You boy, it's too bad to be a scholar. I lied to you, the eldest brother killed someone for the first time, and he vomited so much that he didn't eat for three days."

"Pour the golden juice."

Yeluhu's voice reached the ears of the city guards, and pots of stench-smelling golden juice were poured on the ladder.

Immediately, there was a miserable howl from below the city, and it was quite frightening even without looking.

Nine out of ten chances are that they will not survive. Sooner or later, the enemy who is scalded by the golden juice will become inflamed and pus will fester all over his body and die.

"Brother, is the wine jar you asked the brothers to bring up ready for use?"

"No hurry, it's better not to use it unless it's just in case."

The queen on the tower held up the binoculars to observe the rebels attacking the city one after another with a grim expression on her face. In just half a day, thousands of people were killed or injured on both sides.

The rebels who attacked the city suffered more casualties. The defenders took advantage of the city and gave full play to their advantages. The number of people who killed the enemy was several times that of their own losses.

"Come on..."

The battle situation was extremely tragic, but the horn of the rebel warlord commander still expressed the signal of attack.

The sound of charging and killing under the city wall was overwhelming, and a steady stream of rebels attacked the city above the city without fear of death.

The pressure on the soldiers defending the city began to increase.

The Thunder Stone Rolling Wood has almost been consumed, and the next thing is to fight with each other.

Sure enough, about half an hour later, the messengers on the city wall began to deliver orders for melee combat, and all the imperial guards guarding the city drew out their weapons and stood ready to fight.

Without bows and arrows to stop them, the pressure on the rebels hindered by thunder, stone and rolling wood dropped sharply, and they began to swarm to attack the city wall.

Finally, under the fearless charge of the rebels, gaps began to appear in some positions of the defenders at the top of the city.

The sound of fighting, the sound of fighting with swords and soldiers resounded through the entire city wall.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the blood shines on the cold clothes.

Although the rebels who climbed the city wall killed many defenders, after all, they were not as numerous as the defenders, and they would inevitably end up being cut to pieces.

A crisp golden gong sounded from under the city wall.

The signal of Jin Jin's retreat.

The rebels who attacked the city began to recede like a tide, leaving behind a field of corpses and a battlefield that dyed the earth red.

There is a disgusting smell everywhere, and the pungent smell makes people frown frequently.

"Retreat, the rebels retreated."

The deafening voices of the defenders above the city wall can be heard endlessly.

Seeing the cheering soldiers under his command, Yeluhu breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart became more tense, and his morale soared, but the situation was also not optimistic.

Looking around, there are countless corpses on the city wall, both enemies and ourselves.

The Thunderstone and Rolling Logs defending the city were almost consumed, but the large siege equipment such as the rebels' catapults, lathes and crossbows had not yet been used.

Just using simple tools such as ladders to attack the city is enough for him to be mentally and mentally exhausted. Yeluhu felt a little sour in his heart. He couldn't help asking himself, can he really stick to it for four days?

Will Dalong's reinforcements and the Huyan tribe's reinforcements really come?When can we arrive?

"Mingrui, count the battle damage."

"Order."