Beside him, Zhuo Jing smiled and said, "Don't the Prince and Consort trust them?"
Mo Xiuyao nodded and looked up at the city wall in the distance. He said in a low voice, "Get ready to attack!"
"Yes!"
Dark clouds covered thousands of miles in the clear sky. A low and hoarse voice sounded in the air, and soon, beautiful fireworks bloomed in the air.
Some of the West-Hill soldiers guarding the city were shocked to find that there were ropes hanging in the air in several directions outside the city. Then, black figures moved along the ropes and quickly moved towards the city. Long Yang could naturally see this situation. His eyes narrowed and he said sternly, "Shoot!" Countless arrows flew towards the people sliding on the ropes. But even faster, a group of men in black appeared in the city and mercilessly shot their bows at the soldiers guarding the city.
"What's going on?! How did these people appear? " Black figures wearing Mohist army uniforms kept appearing in the city. These people were different from the usual Mohist army. They were obviously stronger than the Mohist army soldiers. They were a group of a few dozen people, and everywhere they went, the West-Hill defenders suffered heavy losses. At the same time, they had to take care of the Mohist army outside the city, which was attacking with all their might. For a moment, the West-Hill defenders were in a mess.
On the city wall, Long Yang and Lei Tengfeng's faces were ashen. "Old General …"
Long Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Capture everyone in the city from Da Chu State and the northwest and bring them up to the city tower!"
"Old General!" Lei Tengfeng's face changed when he heard this. Of course, he knew what Long Yang wanted to do. In fact, there were many who did this when two countries were at war. However, Lei Tengfeng was doubtful about how effective this would be. Gritting his teeth, Lei Tengfeng turned and left. Although there were many Mohist army in the city, there were still hundreds of thousands of West-Hill defenders in Bian City. It was difficult for the small Mohist army to affect the overall situation. In less than an hour, the West-Hill soldiers had captured the people of Da Chu State in Bian City and brought them to the top of the city wall.
Bian City was the second largest city in West-Hill, and its prosperity was no less than that of the Emperor Of Xiling. There were many people from different countries living here. Most of them were citizens of Da Chu State, and a large portion of them were citizens of the Northwest Mohist army. These people were taken to the top of the city wall and placed on top of the battlements of Bian City. If the Mohist army below wanted to come up, they would have to get past them first. If they wanted to shoot, they would have to kill them first. Most of these people were ordinary people, and the sudden experience of war was enough to make them tremble with fear. Now, they were even brought to the top of the city wall to block the Mohist army's arrows. Many of them were so scared that they started to cry.
"Long Yang! You shameless old man! "Seeing this, Yun Ting finally couldn't help but curse again. Beside him, Chen Yun and the others also had ugly expressions. Not to mention that these people were citizens of Da Chu State and the Northwest, even if they were citizens of West-Hill, using ordinary people to block arrows was a shameful thing for a general.
"What do we do now?"
"How would I know? Go and report to the Prince! " Chen Yun said. After all, they weren't cold-hearted. On the battlefield, it was their duty to fight to the death between two armies. But it was difficult for them to make the decision to shoot these ordinary people who had no power to resist.
In fact, there was no need for them to report. Mo Xiuyao, who had been behind the Mohist army all this time, naturally saw the situation. Standing beside him, Zhuo Jing frowned and said, "Prince, what should we do?" They really hadn't expected Long Yang to do this. But when Long Yang was young, he had been called the Killing God of the Western Region. In the past, he had killed many ordinary people in the Western Region. His actions were unexpected but also reasonable.
Mo Xiuyao stood up and stared calmly at the top of the city wall in the distance. "He wants to delay us first and clear out the Qi Lin in the city." Bian City's defenses were very good. They had spent so many days, but the Mohist army that could enter Bian City was less than a thousand people. If they were faced with hundreds of thousands of West-Hill defenders, they had no chance of winning. Long Yang didn't want to be attacked from the front and the back. He had to clear out the enemy who had entered the city and figure out how they had entered. And all of this needed time.
"Let's go and take a look."
Because of the people on the city wall, the Mohist army's attack on the city temporarily stopped. But the soldiers on both sides didn't let down their guard. The Mohist army's black camp suddenly parted to form a path. A white-haired man in white walked out of the army, followed by a few guards and generals. Mo Xiuyao raised his hand and glanced at the people on the city wall who had been pushed out. He said in a low voice, "West-Hill General Fengtian, I've heard a lot about you."
Long Yang appeared on the city wall and looked at the white-haired man in the distance. He nodded and said, "Prince Ding, Mo Xiuyao? Nice to meet you. "
When these words were said, the people on the city wall who were sobbing and crying were all stunned. They looked at the white-haired man below the city wall. Some people even became excited and shouted for help. "Prince Ding is here! Prince Ding is here ….. Your Highness, please save us ….. "Someone shouted and very quickly, more people started crying and shouting. Suddenly, there was a wave of crying on the city wall.
"What do you want, General Fengtian?" Mo Xiuyao asked calmly. His voice wasn't loud and didn't even have the slightest hint of anger. But strangely, it spread throughout the entire battlefield amidst the crying. Long Yang looked at him deeply and said, "As a general, I am deeply ashamed to use such a method. But … Prince, please give the order to retreat for 30 li. "
Mo Xiuyao asked, "What if I don't agree?"
Long Yang smiled calmly. He raised his hand and the head of the man closest to him was chopped off on the spot, falling down the city wall. Blood immediately gushed out, startling the people on the side and causing them to scream again.
Mo Xiuyao was silent for a moment. Finally, he raised his head and said calmly, "Once Bian City is broken, I will kill you." This King wants to tear you to shreds. "Long Yang didn't seem to care:" If Bian City falls, then this old man's life will come to an end. Since I will die anyway, what difference does it make? What is Prince's answer? "Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and smiled. He said in a low voice," I's answer is … "
"Whoosh!" Mo Xiuyao turned around and took a bow and arrow from the hands of a soldier next to him. Drawing the bow and releasing the arrow, he completed the entire set of actions in an instant. Everyone watched in a daze as the arrow with a silver light streaked across the sky and sank into the chest of a young man on the city wall. Mo Xiuyao threw the bow and arrow back and said in a low voice, "Attack the city!"
Once the order was given, the sounds of killing rose again. The first to be affected were the innocent people on the city wall. Amidst the sounds of killing and crying, Mo Xiuyao turned around and left indifferently, leaving behind a cold figure and a low and gloomy voice. "Long Yang, I want all the people in your city to be buried with you!"
The fierce siege continued without rest. This time, both sides understood that it was no longer a small fight like a few days ago. Unless one side was defeated and the other side was victorious, there would be no rest. Perhaps because of the hundreds of innocent Da Chu State people on the city wall, the Mohist army's attack became even more dauntless. After a few hours, Bian City's defense finally showed signs of decline.
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