Large shields like door panels surrounded heavy ladders and walked out in an orderly manner from the army.
"Are we going to attack the city today..." Xi Heng stood on a high place on the side and looked into the distance.
The defenders on the wall shot arrows, but they were all blocked by their large shields.
It was not until the shield-bearing army got close enough that the Tianliang defenders threw down cans of kerosene and started a sea of fire outside the city as a defense, which slowed down the army's approach.
The kerosene continued to burn on the surface of the shield, but the officers and soldiers ignored it. When they saw that the kerosene was blocking the way in front of them, they ran to another position.
No matter how much stones or arrows were thrown at the city walls, it was difficult to stop them. Only kerosene was of some use.
However, the Tianliang Army obviously did not have much kerosene, and after throwing down two or three cans they began to use it sparingly. They would not use the oil until the ladders were set up on the city wall until they destroyed the ladders.
Compared with the massive all-out offensive, the officers and soldiers of Da Zhao seemed to be just slowly consuming the resources for defending the city.
Just when Xi Heng thought that the two armies would be in a stalemate for a long time, outside the city wall, the Zhao catapult's catapult suddenly replaced its ammunition with another type of ammunition.
The round stone before was replaced by an Iron Pagoda heavy armored soldier wearing full heavy armor and holding a broadsword and a huge axe in his hand.
Xi Heng, who was watching, blinked and immediately heard a series of fierce and violent war drum sounds.
Following the general's order, the archers first stepped forward to suppress the shooting of the guards on the city wall, and then the sword and shield guards also rushed forward through the gaps between the archers.
The officers and soldiers shouted "Kill the bandits" with great momentum.
Ladders were brought in from the rear and quickly approached the city wall.
The flag-bearing officer in front of the catapult suddenly waved the flag, and the dark red words "Da Zhao" swayed under the bright light of the burning kerosene.
The catapults suddenly made a loud noise and threw the Iron Pagoda warriors on their arms far away.
They had already adjusted the angle and strength. These elite warriors, who were already fully equipped with powerful strength, landed on the city wall almost at the same time, making a loud bang like the huge rocks just now.
Xi Heng lost his vision and could only hear the chaotic sounds made by those fully armored soldiers.
Bottles and jars were broken, flames roared, the rebel soldiers shouted in fear or cried out in pain from being injured, and there were sounds of surprise and screams.
Tianliang obviously had never thought that the ever-victorious army of the Great Zhao could directly throw people onto the city wall using catapults.
This requires not only that the pitcher is accurate enough, but also that there are enough masters, and that they have a strong will and are prepared to die.
They, Tianliang, can't do these things no matter what.
It would be a huge trouble if a Ming Jin master wearing heavy armor rushed in.
And now, more than 20 heavily armored soldiers stepped onto the city wall together, and in a flash, they posed a considerable threat to them.
There was already chaos inside, and there were ladders below that needed to be defended, so there were many gaps and flaws in the defense.
A moment later, the catapult threw another round of iron pagodas, and they began to fight fiercely on the city wall like heavenly soldiers.
Even though there were experts in the Tianliang Army who were able to contain and deal with the enemy, as more and more fully armored soldiers landed on the ground, the situation on the city wall became increasingly chaotic.
The defensive force of the city wall was broken one after another, and many soldiers of the Great Zhao climbed up the ladders one after another.
Just as the siege began, a large gap appeared. The officers and soldiers of the Great Zhao climbed up the city wall and immediately started fighting with swords.
Xi Heng also stepped into the war, turning into a blood-red figure and rushing into the nearest city tower.
Wherever the blood shadow passed, the head was separated from the body, blood splattered everywhere, and the red line waved wildly.
After chopping off more than a dozen heads, the soldiers' call for help was responded to. A sergeant wearing full armor and holding a huge three-meter-long halberd ran over from the distance.
When he arrived, he shouted loudly, twirled the halberd in his hand, and took a horse stance with a posture as steady as a pagoda.
"I am Xin Hai, a Tianliang general. Who are you?!"
"Blood demon."
Xi Heng announced his name in the martial arts world and pointed his sword at the enemy.
The enemy frowned and asked, "Are the rumors about the blood-sucking demon true? Was it you who caused the strange scene of corpses everywhere in the city last night?"
"We're fighting a war, why are you still asking these trivial questions?" Xi Heng tilted his head.
"The notorious blood demon turns out to be nothing more than a court dog."
"I can't help it. I was born in the imperial court." Although Xi Heng hated this title, he admitted:
"For the sake of the future, I must stand on the side of the Great Zhao. Any traitors, barbarians, and treacherous villains who attempt to overthrow the Great Zhao will have to endure a fate under my sword!"
If she could achieve the power of transformation in this life, she would go in search of immortality.
It may be difficult to search for immortals alone, because there have been too many people in this world who have searched for immortals but never really found any trace of immortals until their death.
If we could draw upon the national strength of the entire Great Zhao, the possibility of finding an immortal would increase.
When his power and strength are sufficient, Xi Heng plans to take back the throne from Chu Xiao so as to advance his plan of finding the immortal.
We cannot afford to let the Great Zhao be destroyed by rebels or barbarians during this period.
Xi Heng doesn't want to be a princess of a fallen country.
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Chapter 69: Destroying the Stronghold
After Xi Heng finished speaking, he turned his wrist, and the cold light on the sword turned into a red line, swinging towards the powerful enemy in front of him.
"What a boast!" The enemy general pressed down his halberd, and the sword energy was immediately shattered head-on by the huge force. At the same time, the halberd was also sunk into the ground by the huge force.
Xi Heng took the opportunity to step forward and stomped on the halberd with all his strength, causing it to sink a few more inches.
While the enemy's weapon was out of control, she raised her hand and used a move called Dujuan Qi and Blood, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the enemy's neck.
"Hah!" The enemy's brows were furrowed, his muscles were knotted and swollen, veins bulged. He pulled with all his strength with both hands and stepped on the right foot. He immediately pulled out the halberd that was stuck in the city wall, along with a large piece of rubble.
He leaped back almost at the same time, sweeping his halberd towards the girl who was charging at him.
This move not only breaks free from the restraint of the weapon, but also retreats to avoid the straight thrust, while also delivering a strike at the same time.
Seeing the scene, Xi Heng immediately raised his sword to the side to block the halberd.
Clang——
The collision between the sword and the spear made a sharp sound, and at the same time she was thrown to the side by the powerful force.
The girl spun in the air, and the sword blade touched the ground first, leaving sparks and sword marks. The power was almost gone, and she stomped her feet on the ground again to stabilize her body.
Looking back, he found that he was only half a meter away from the city wall.
The previous blow almost knocked her out of the city wall.
"Not bad." Xi Heng raised his eyes and became a little more serious.
This Tianliang general was obviously much more powerful than the Jingming Sect warrior she killed last night.
"Take it!" The opponent only responded with the long spear in his hand, and the slash came from the upper left with a whistling strong wind.
Xi Heng did not retreat but advanced. His toes made a dent in the city wall and he took a step forward in an instant. He first lowered his body and brushed the corner to avoid the halberd that was coming at him, then stabbed forward at the enemy's chest.
But in the blink of an eye, several actions happened in succession.
The Tianliang general saw a red shadow flashing towards him and subconsciously dodged to the side, but the inertia of his heavy armor and halberd slowed down his dodging speed.
Before his figure moved much, the red line had already reached his chest.
The general frowned, and had to summon up all his hidden strength, raising his right foot high and smashing it down again.
This section of the city wall was not completely solid, and there were soldier caves built underneath it. The full force burst from the dark force warrior was enough to crush the top of the city wall.
Countless cracks appeared, and the wall bricks made of bluestone connected to the human figures above fell down at the same time.
The tip of the sword first stabbed into a bluestone brick before hitting the target.
After piercing the stone, the red line hit again, but it had moved from the chest to the shoulder.
The blade pierced through the shoulder armor, pierced through the flesh and came out from the back.
Xi Heng was about to draw his sword and change his moves to attack, but he found that the blade was stuck between the opponent's bones and he couldn't pull it out for a moment.
She still held on to the sword and fell into the dark and narrow troop cave with the enemy.
The halberd pulled back the blade, slashing at her body along the way.
Xi Heng used the sword blade inserted in the opponent's shoulder as a fulcrum, pulled his body downwards, dodged the move and landed on the ground first.
The moment his heels touched the ground, the strength of his muscles and bones immediately exploded. Xi Heng pulled with both hands, using a strength that was stronger than that of the opponent, and forcibly pulled back his sword, causing a splash of blood.
In the dim light, the girl's eyes glowed red and murderous intent was rampant.
Before the enemy put down his gun, her sword was already pointed at his forehead.
This sudden and fierce attack forced the halberd-wielding general to grit his teeth and try his best to raise the black iron halberd to block it.
Fierce sparks burst out from the long swords and halberds, instantly illuminating the small room that stored a large number of weapons, arrows, kerosene and other defensive supplies.
After Xi Heng's sword was blocked, he attacked fiercely with other sword moves, with almost no pause.
The general shouted angrily again, and all his energy, blood and strength burst out in an instant, rushing towards Xi Heng like a hurricane, causing her to retreat two steps.
Although he blocked the previous few moves, the red line extending from the tip of the sword still left several obvious sword marks on the general's face and body.
The wounded Tianliang general glanced at the small cave, still showing his pride:
"There's nowhere for you to hide here, right?"
"Can you swing your spear in such a small area?" Xi Heng asked back.
She jumped down on her own initiative. The walls of this area were narrow, which was extremely disadvantageous for enemies using long-handled weapons.
If the halberd in the opponent's hand was stuck by the wall for a moment, Xi Heng could easily take off his head.
The general snorted coldly, let go of the halberd and dropped it to the ground, then drew his broad sword from his waist.
Xi Heng's eyes remained calm. She was quite good at dealing with this kind of short knife.
Her figure flashed again, and in the darkness, the red trail drawn by the sword tip looked like a meteor flashing in the night sky.
The opponent raised his knife to block, but Xi Heng changed his posture in an odd way and turned it into a stab in an instant.
The tip of the sword broke through the sound barrier and a strong wind blew.
The state of calmness returned again.
In Xi Heng's eyes, all movements and sounds, both his own and the other person's, suddenly became extremely slow.
Although it seemed slow subjectively, her sword speed at this moment was actually much faster than before.
Ordinary people probably can't even see her sword that exceeds the speed of sound.
Because in just a moment, the sword pierced deep into the enemy's neck.
The general raised his dagger with all his strength to try to block the stab, and he did block in the right direction.
But the red line flashed, and the tip of the sword directly dropped the dagger, breaking it into two pieces, and then pierced his neck backwards.
Xi Heng stopped moving and stared at the other person quietly, his eyes changing from surprise to fear, and then to disbelief.
What kind of sword could create such a terrifying white barrier in the air?
"This...what..." The general asked this hoarse question with his last breath.
He couldn't understand it at all.
"This sword is called Yueyin."
After Xi Heng finished speaking, he put the sword back into the sheath.
As the sword was pulled out, a stream of blood spurted out from the opponent's neck, spilled warmly onto the sword, and then fell to the ground.
The general managed to stand for a while, but inevitably lost his strength and fell to the ground. His rough breathing became more and more disordered and gradually disappeared.
But a moment later, the Tianliang soldiers standing on the city wall and observing shouted in panic:
"General Xin was defeated! The general was defeated!"
The people around immediately fled in panic.
Xi Heng did not chase after him to chop off his head as usual. She was still immersed in the calm state that had just appeared in her mind.
"I think I know how to create swordsmanship..." she said to herself.
As long as he entered the state just now, he would review those sword techniques that had become instinctive, forget them first, and then use his own experience of countless killings and battles to swing a sword with his heart that could directly resolve the current situation.
