Arrows, rolling stones, logs, and boiling water poured down like a storm.
The first to suffer were the siege engines that reached the city walls. Huge stones thrown from the walls destroyed the wooden battering rams one by one, while the rain of falling stones smashed the soldiers climbing the ladders, leaving them bloodied and mangled.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the corpses under the city wall had piled up as high as a small hill.
After suffering thousands of casualties, the enemy army gradually gained a foothold at the foot of the city walls.
At the same time, catapults and archers also began to launch a counterattack against Lin Mo's army.
Red began to appear on the city walls of Tianshui.
After a fierce and breathtaking assault, the attackers finally scaled the city walls, using the corpses of their fallen comrades as a path.
Lin Mo knew the importance of morale. As the supreme commander, if he could personally go into battle, it would greatly boost morale.
So he drew his longsword and led his soldiers to defend the city walls.
Reaching the front line, Lin Mo strode forward, his longsword swiftly plunging into the first head that peeked out. The blow cleaved through the man's helmet, embedding itself deeply into the bone, and the man tumbled back down.
Lin Mo knew from the shouts that there were many more people behind them.
He stepped back and called out to Xu Chu.
"My Fan Kuai, let's fight to the death!" Lin Mo shouted.
The next person to crawl out was struck in the cheek by a flying arrow and then disappeared.
Lin Mo was also quite skilled, and with Xu Chu's help, he was even more formidable, and at this moment he was killing indiscriminately.
While Lin Mo was busy killing ordinary soldiers, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar face.
"Holy crap, you're not dead!" he exclaimed in astonishment. "Oh, and you've even grown a new arm!"
This person was none other than Tang Ying, whose hands had been severed by Xu Chu.
"Lin Mo, prepare to die!" Tang Ying shouted and pounced on Lin Mo.
"Tsk tsk, what a spendthrift subordinate, actually trying to show off like this!" Lin Mo grinned. "Go on, my Fan Kuai, your time to prove yourself has come!"
With that, Lin Mo turned around gracefully and continued slaughtering ordinary soldiers.
Just as he was killing people with ease, he suddenly encountered an ordinary soldier who was extremely capable in combat.
This person not only easily withstood Lin Mo's full-force attack, but also launched a counterattack in an instant, unleashing three or four consecutive strikes, forcing Lin Mo to retreat repeatedly.
"You..." Lin Mo exclaimed in astonishment.
The man grinned. "Lin Mo, Tang Feng, the Xuan-rank assassin from Xuanhua Palace, brings you my sincerest greetings!"
"What? Xuanhua Palace... Tang Feng?" Lin Mo's mouth dropped open, a chill running down his spine.
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