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As daybreak approached, Yunshan County once again faced a fierce attack from the Qi Wang army.

This time, the enemy army obviously learned the lesson of the previous two days and no longer dispersed its forces. Instead, it concentrated all its strength to attack the East Gate.

Battering rams, ladders, catapults, and all kinds of siege equipment were used, and the attack was several times more fierce than the previous two days.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The battering ram hit the city gate again and again, making a dull noise, and the entire city wall was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

On the top of the city wall, Zhao Meng raised his sword and chopped down an enemy soldier who had climbed up the wall, and shouted hoarsely: "Set fire!"

The defenders set fire to quilts soaked in tung oil and pushed them off the city wall.

The burning quilt hit the climbing ladder like a ball of fire, instantly igniting a raging fire.

"what--"

The enemy soldiers who were engulfed by the flames let out miserable screams and rolled down the ladders, igniting their companions gathered below. Suddenly, a sea of fire engulfed the city wall.

However, this did not stop the enemy.

Zhou Yi's eyes were red as he brandished his whip to lash out at the soldiers: "Go ahead! After the city is captured, you can take all the property and women!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

The rebels continued to charge forward like crazy, stepping on the corpses of their companions. Some even held firewood and tried to fill the moat with their bodies.

"Crazy, these people are crazy!" A young militiaman turned pale with fear, and his hands holding the hoe trembled constantly.

The old soldier next to him kicked him in the knee and said, "Why are you so cowardly? Have you forgotten what happened to those refugees outside the city? If the city is breached, none of us will survive!"

The militiaman was startled, and suddenly remembered the refugees who poured into the city and cried out about the tragic scenes of the rebels burning, killing and looting. A hint of ruthlessness instantly ignited in his eyes, and he gripped the hoe tightly.

Under the city wall, Song Yan was organizing the people to transport the wounded.

He had just helped up a soldier who was shot in the leg when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the top of the city wall.

Looking up, I saw a huge gap in the city wall above the East Gate caused by a catapult, with rubble flying everywhere and smoke and dust rising.

"The city gate is about to be broken!" someone shouted in horror.

Song Yan's heart tightened, and he quickly said to An Qi beside him: "Quick! Go notify the rescue team to prepare to evacuate!"

"No, I have to protect you." An Qi refused to leave.

"Then come with me!" Song Yan ran towards the city gate.

An Qi held the knife in front of him and followed closely behind.

The two men rushed to the inside of the city gate against the retreating crowd, only to see that a big hole had been knocked open in the gate and enemy soldiers were trying to squeeze in through the gap.

The defenders used their spears to poke out of the gap, but there were too many enemy soldiers and they were about to be unable to hold out.

"Step aside!"

Song Yan suddenly shouted, snatched a bucket of tung oil from the hands of a militiaman nearby, rushed to the gap, and poured it out.

"ignition!"

An Qi reacted very quickly, picked up the torch and threw it out.

"boom--"

The flames instantly shot up several feet high, burning the enemy soldiers crowded in the gap and causing them to scream in agony.

"Another one!" Song Yan picked up another bucket of tung oil.

Upon seeing this, the defenders followed suit and poured bucket after bucket of tung oil into the gap. The fire grew bigger and bigger, forcing the enemy to retreat.

After an unknown amount of time, the fire gradually weakened, but the enemy was temporarily blocked out.

Song Yan wiped the ash off his face, turned around and shouted to the defenders: "Hurry up and block the gap with sandbags!"

The soldiers finally woke up as if from their dream, and hurriedly piled the sandbags that had been prepared in advance at the damaged part of the city gate.

Song Yan's tense nerves relaxed a little, and then she realized that her hands were shaking violently and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Brother Song, are you okay?" An Qi supported his shaking body.

Song Yan shook her head slightly, her voice hoarse: "Let's go find Wan Zhou."

When they arrived at the temporary clinic where the rescue team was, the scene in front of them made Song Yan's heart sink.

The temporary clinic is located in an abandoned granary and is now overcrowded.

The ground, straw mats, and even the corners were filled with wounded people.

Wailing and groaning sounds came one after another, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and medicine, which was nauseating.

Shu Jinwen was kneeling beside a soldier who had been shot in the chest, her hands covered in blood, but her movements were unusually steady.

Song Wanzhou quickly handed over the medicine powder and bandages and assisted in the bandaging with swift movements.

Seeing Song Yan coming, she raised her head hastily, her face covered in blood and sweat, but she still managed a smile: "Brother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Song Yan squatted down and helped her hold the wound of a wounded man. "How are you guys doing?"

"The medicine is almost used up." Song Wanzhou's voice choked with sobs, "There are too many seriously injured people, and we can't save them all..."

Song Yan looked at the wounded lying on the ground. Some had broken arms, some had pierced abdomens, and some were already dead and were hastily covered with white cloth.

His throat tightened, but he couldn't utter any words of comfort.

Because he also knew that the situation would only get worse.

"Hold on a little longer." Song Yan could only say, "Reinforcements are coming soon."

Song Wanzhou nodded, held back her tears, and continued to devote herself to the treatment.

Walking out of the rescue station, we saw people not far away spontaneously carrying stones and sandbags to reinforce the damaged parts of the city wall.

The elderly boiled water and cooked porridge, the women prepared medicine for wounds, and even the children helped to deliver messages and supplies.

Song Yan also saw Wei Taoer in the crowd.

Together with Gao Ruowang, he commanded the militiamen to dismantle the door panels, tables and chairs in the houses to reinforce the city walls.

A bitter smile appeared on Song Yan's lips.

This city and these people are all trying hard to survive in their own way.

Time comes on the third day.

The gap in the East Gate was getting bigger and bigger, and it could only be supported by logs and sandbags; the rolling logs and stones at the West Gate were running out, and they could only be replaced by tables, chairs and benches donated by the people.

What is even more despairing is that there is still no news of reinforcements.

There was no movement from Guang'an Prefecture, and there was no news from the 5,000 guards led by Commander Luo.

Were they intercepted by the enemy, or was there some other incident?

Song Yan didn't believe that Prefect Lin would give up Yunshan County. He preferred to believe that the reinforcements were held back by something and were rushing over.

The Qi army attacked the city day and night, causing heavy casualties to the defenders, with more than half of the strong men being killed.

On the city wall, Li Yanche's silver armor was stained with blood and his sword was bent, but he still stood firm.

The fallen enemy soldiers around him had piled up like a mountain, and blood was flowing through the cracks in the bricks of the city wall, shining a glaring red in the sunlight.

"Your Highness, please retreat first!" Zhan Qingyue's voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot.

Li Yanche shook his head, his eyes firm: "If I retreat, the army will lose its morale."

He raised his eyes to look at the dark mass of enemy troops under the city, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Besides, I haven't killed enough."

Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword violently and cut down an enemy soldier who had climbed up to the top of the city wall.

The blood splattered on his pale face, making his phoenix eyes look even more enchanting.

At this moment, the situation at the West Gate was worse than expected.

A gap nearly ten feet wide appeared in the city wall, and the enemy poured in like a tide. The defenders formed a human wall and used their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's charge.

Despair weighed on everyone's heart like a mountain.

Why haven’t the reinforcements arrived yet?

Will there really be reinforcements?

Even Song Yan was a little shaken.

Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?

Are they really going to be trapped and die here?

"Brother Song, be careful!" An Qi quickly pulled Song Yan.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of fire exploded on the city wall, and debris flew everywhere, hitting the place where Song Yan had just stood.

At the same time, a cry of surprise was heard: "The East Gate is broken!"

Song Yan turned around suddenly and saw that a big hole was knocked open in the east gate by the battering ram, and the enemy troops poured in like a tide!

"Block it! Block it quickly!" someone shouted.

The defenders on the city wall suddenly fell into chaos, and many of them began to flee.

"No retreat!" Li Yanche pointed his sword and killed a soldier who turned to flee, "Those who retreat will be killed!"

His voice was cold and carried unquestionable majesty, and the fleeing soldiers stopped immediately.

"Follow me and fight back!" Li Yanche led the way and rushed towards the gap with a long sword in hand.

Seeing this, the defenders turned around and followed him to attack the enemy.

"kill!"

"Guard the gap!"

The shouts and cries were deafening, and blood flowed along the city walls, forming rivers of blood on the ground.

An Qi said: "Brother Song..."

"I can't leave!" Song Yan turned and rushed to the city gate, "Go help!"

"Hey, Brother Song——"

When Song Yan arrived, he just saw an enemy soldier breaking through the human wall and slashing at Li Yanche with a knife.

"Be careful!" Song Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and without thinking, she raised her hand and shot an arrow.

The sleeve arrow flew through the air and accurately pierced the enemy soldier's chest.

Li Yanche dodged sideways and swung his sword to cut down another enemy soldier.

"Brother Song, what are you doing here?" Li Yanche shouted as he fought, "It's dangerous here, leave!"

"Let me help!" Song Yan picked up a fallen knife on the ground and rushed forward.

His martial arts skills were far inferior to those of Li Yanche and Zhao Meng, so he could only kill lone enemy soldiers on the edge and try his best to share the pressure for them.

An Qi and An Wu also immediately joined the battle and protected Song Yan.

Zhao Meng suffered another wound so deep that the bone could be seen. He could no longer hold on and fell to his knees with a thud, and the long sword fell out of his hand.

"Deputy Commander Zhao!"

"General Zhao!"

The defenders cried out in surprise, and their formation was thrown into chaos.

Enemy soldiers took the opportunity to rush in, and the gap became bigger and bigger.

Seeing this, a trace of determination flashed in Li Yanche's eyes. He suddenly raised his sword and rushed towards the area where the enemy troops were most concentrated, as if he wanted to stop thousands of troops with his own strength.

"Your Highness!" Zhan Qingyue arrived at some point, was shocked when he saw the situation, and quickly led his men to rush forward to provide cover.

The two sides engaged in close combat, and every step was covered in blood.

Song Yan saw Zhao Meng chopping off the enemy's head with his last breath, saw Shu Changsheng wielding a knife to fight, saw Wang Hu, Shou Hou...

There is even the figure of An Shi.

This powerful weapon, who had been secretly protecting Shu's father and mother, was also sent to guard the city.

But as the enemy continued to pour in, the defenders were defeated and were on the verge of collapse.

Song Yan's heart fell rapidly to the bottom.

Is Yunshan County really going to fall?

Is it futile to persist any longer?

Song Yan was at a loss.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried horse hooves in the distance, followed by deafening shouts of killing.

"Reinforcements are coming!"