Chapter 2369: Invincible

The last soldier stood outside the city gate, and the sunlight from the east enveloped him from behind.

His back was golden, contrasting with the darkness in front.

The Ming army just rushed and killed, leaving more than 20 corpses of Ha Lie soldiers in the city gate, and they did not lose any.

"Block the gate!"

Xiao Guwei had already led his men out of the city gate. In order to buy time, they did not even have time to kill the last enemy.

The man stood there blankly, not knowing why these enemies withdrew.

The caravans in the city gate had long been deserted, leaving only a long row of carriages.

On the top of the city, Wang Yan had already led his men to kill, and the two invincible black thorns immediately retreated to the back.

Their bodies were sweating like pulp. If there was no reinforcement, they would die under the swords in a few dozen breaths at most.

The Ha Lie people on the front and back of the city were desperately running towards this side, while the Ming army prisoners of war stood in place and surrounded the Ha Lie general and his men with the black thorns.

They didn't know who was coming before, but just now someone shouted to block the door under the city, using the Ming language.

They were hesitant because there had never been such a rescue operation.

Whether you read history books or folk anecdotes, it is impossible for a country to send troops to the capital of an unpredictable enemy for more than a hundred prisoners of war to launch a rescue operation.

This is almost a myth.

No, in the eyes of the prisoners of war, this is a myth.

Myths must be false, so the prisoners of war leaned against the edge of the city and squatted there, not wanting to get involved in the fight between the two sides.

Wang Yan swung a knife, and the enemy in front screamed, a crack opened on his belly, and his internal organs rushed out.

After seeing the prisoners' actions, he shouted: "My troops have been ordered to rescue you, go down the city immediately, go down the city immediately!"

The prisoners looked up in disbelief, and Wang Yan continued to shout: "Great Ming will win!"

Yes, for these former soldiers, nothing can make them cheer up from numbness better than this sentence.

As the highest-ranking centurion among the prisoners of war, Zhao Xing judged that they were really coming to rescue them.

The myth became reality, and the surprise made people want to go crazy.

"Great Ming will win!"

Zhao Xing shouted, and then rushed to the general.

The prisoners of war all stood up and shouted with tears in their eyes: "Great Ming will win!"

We are just ordinary soldiers, but the Ming Dynasty sent these extremely elite troops to rescue.

Why?

Everyone thought it was impossible and incredible!

But from this moment on, the two words "Great Ming" were no longer an empty slogan in their hearts, but a country.

This country was deeply rooted in their hearts.

At this moment, they were willing to die for this Great Ming and that emperor!

"Great Ming will win!"

They did not obey Wang Yan's order, but followed Zhao Xing to rush to General Ha Lie and the more than 30 people around him.

After a wave of arrows, more than 20 people were left out of more than 30 people.

Wang Yan rushed in first, swinging his knife with his right hand and slashing continuously.

The black thorns rushed into the middle of the enemy army. The two-man team covered each other and killed their way out in just ten breaths.

At this moment, the prisoners also rushed in. They picked up long swords. They were unfamiliar with swordsmanship and could only chop hard.

The remaining few Hari people had been forced to the edge. If they went any further, they could only jump down.

But even if they didn't die from the fall at this height, they couldn't save their legs.

So they had to fight hard.

And the Hari general was protected in the innermost part. He was a little panicked, but more ruthless and decisive.

"It's the Ming people! The Ming people are coming!"

He stood there and looked at the city.

He saw the magnificent dome of the palace, but still didn't see the reinforcements.

Samarkand would not be attacked. This was the public opinion, so it would develop rapidly and those caravans dared to go in and out boldly.

There would be no reinforcements.

At least not before their entire army was annihilated.

When the general lowered his head again, the soldiers in front of him fell to the ground.

He raised his long sword to defend his last dignity, but a prisoner of war rushed over.

"Don't want to die!"

Wang Yan felt that the prisoner of war was a little too excited. He cursed and then commanded his men to intercept and kill the enemy troops coming from both sides.

After seeing the generals and their men being wiped out in an instant, the more than 70 enemy troops on both sides slowed down their pace and some fell down while running.

The enemy troops at the city gate were the elite, and those on the top of the city were just guard troops.

"Shoot!"

More than ten longbows shot arrows, and seven or eight enemy troops on both sides were knocked down.

At this moment, Xiao Guwei led people to drive carts to block the city gate and the city gate, leaving only a gap for people to walk on the side.

The horses were neighing uneasily, and they felt the killing intent.

Xiao Guwei squinted and looked along the street towards the city. He saw a few children looking at this place from the side of the house, so he smiled slightly and raised his hand.

"Kill!"

The long sword swung, and the power and skills of these black thorns were revealed.

Before they could neigh, the horses that sensed the danger shook their heads and gently raised their front legs, and the sword light came.

The long sword fell, the huge horse head fell off, and then blood spurted out from the broken neck.

The horses fell to the ground with a bang, and then the remaining struggle dragged down many carts.

The smell of blood spread, and the peeping children screamed and turned and ran.

There was a group of people watching in the distance of the long street. They were out of the range of bows and arrows, so they felt safe.

The horse of the last cart was not killed, and Xiao Guwei was standing by the side.

This horse was not a war horse. It was frightened by the killing in front and wanted to turn around and run.

But it was still dragging a cart, and it was very difficult to turn around.

"Bang!"

The cart was full of large jars. When the war horse turned around, two large jars fell down and broke into pieces.

The jars were full of liquid, and the smell was a bit pungent.

Xiao Guwei turned around, and the fight on the top of the city was also at the most critical moment.

General Ha Lie was thrown to the ground by the prisoner of war. His back of the head hit the stiff ground heavily, and his mind was lost for a moment.

When he realized his danger again, he saw a prisoner of war leap up.

As soon as he thought of rolling to avoid it, the prisoner sat heavily on his waist and abdomen.

The huge impact force squeezed the abdominal cavity, and after a series of conduction, the breakfast was squeezed out.

A pile of food residues mixed with gastric juice spit out, and the prisoner half stood up and kneed the general in the lower abdomen.

The severe pain made the general lose the ability to resist. He screamed and tilted his head to look at the dozens of reinforcements coming to the right.

Those reinforcements were beaten back by the black thorns at the first sight. The will of the soldiers guarding the city was not as firm as those of the fierce soldiers at the city gate.

Wang Yan also saw this scene, and he said: "Good! Good job! Evacuate immediately!"

Those prisoners wanted to help, but they didn't expect that the team that came to rescue them was so strong.

No, it was very strong!

Zhao Xing has been in the army for many years and is very clear about the strength of the army.

According to his judgment, any one of the members of this team would be at least in the top three in personal bravery if they were thrown into an ordinary guard station.

How could these guys, who are all powerful individually, gather together?

When did the Ming Dynasty have such a 100-household unit?

So far, the total number of Black Thorns inside and outside the country is exactly over 100.