The members of the suicide squad watched Hatal fall down from the ladder, but they did not hesitate.

At this moment, the Mongol Empire was at its most powerful time. What people care about is honor, battle, warriors, and passion.

They have the willpower of steel.

"Go up." A ten-man yelled, and immediately filled Hatal's empty seat, climbed up the ladder with both hands and feet.

"Go up." After shouting, the other two suicide squad members stood up bravely and climbed the ladder with their hands and feet.

When they started climbing, the former chieftain was already dead. He was also killed by a stone.

However, the defending militia who raised the stones were also shot and killed by the Mengyuan archers.

This is entirely filled with human lives, which is used to consume the number of defenders in the city and the amount of materials to defend the city.

This is the Mongols and Yuan soldiers who are fearless.

Wu Nian stood in a relatively backward place and looked at this scene expressionlessly. For the first time, he experienced the power of the so-called Mongolian Yuan warriors.

"Even if all the men are here, old man and young man, I can't hold on for three days. Today I will fight to death, and tomorrow I will decide the winner."

Wu Nian's eyes flashed with brilliance and he thought to himself.

It's just being beaten, not Wu Nian's style.

He has a crazy plan.

A plan that the Mongols could never have imagined.

First, use the city wall as a support, and also use our own elite soldiers and militias as the power of the Mongols, then clench your fists and hit them.

He hit the bones of the nose of the Mongols.

Wu Nian didn't just stand behind and watch, nor could he stand behind and watch. The members of the suicide squad climbed up the ladder with fierce eyes, and the militia guarding the city and the elite soldiers were killed one by one.

Soon a member of the Mongol Yuan suicide squad stood on the city wall. When there was no support for the city wall, the combat power of both sides appeared.

The three elite soldiers roared together and rushed towards the Mongols' member of the Mongols' suicide squad.

With a "puff", the Meng Yuan archer on the well car was very good at cooperating and shot an elite soldier wearing a war jacket with one arrow.

The other two elite soldiers rushed forward, and the Mengyuan Suicide Squad member sneered, and in the blink of an eye, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and fought for only four rounds, then killed two elite Han soldiers.

The surrounding militia and elite soldiers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw this, and they were all terrified.

Is this the Mongolian Yuan warrior?

Wu Nian grabbed the spear in the hand of a personal soldier beside him and threw it forward.

With a "touch", the huge penetration force even pierced the heart-protecting mirror on the chest of the Mongol Suicide Squad.

The Mongol Yuan suicide squad member was caught off guard and fell backwards and then fell down the city. However, before he fell to death, his heart had stopped beating.

"What a lot of strength!!!" This was the last thought in the minds of the members of the Mongols' suicide squad.

"Don't be afraid. I'm with you." Wu Nian pulled out the steel knife at his waist, rushed to the front row with an oncoming arrow, and cut off the left arm of a Mongol Suicide Squad member from a tricky angle with a strong knife.

"Ah!!!" Blood fell from his arms and burst out. No matter how fierce the suicide squad member was, he screamed.

With a "puff", Wu Nian used his arms and the tip of the knife pierced the neck of the suicide squad member, and everything left, cutting off half of his head.

A "touch" sound.

Wu Nian felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, an iron arrow inserted into his chest, and the tail of the arrow shook continuously.

"General!!!" The surrounding elite soldiers, the militia's souls were rising, their eyes were about to break and their eyes were about to break.

Wu Nian opened his mouth and grinned, looked up at the Meng Yuan archers on the well car, and smiled and said, "It hurts so much, you bastards."

After the words came, the sword light flashed in Wu Nian's hand. After the half-moon sword light passed, the head of another Mongol Yuan suicide squad member fell, and the headless corpse gushed out of blood. After shaking for a while, it fell to the ground with a bang.

"Touch, touch!!!" This time it was on the back, and Wu Nian was hit by two arrows on his back. The powerful penetration force broke through the armor slightly, and the arrow pierced Wu Nian's skin and shot into the muscles.

"Don't be afraid. I'm with you." Wu Nian raised the steel knife in his hand, cut off the arrow in his chest, then looked fierce and rushed towards another member of the Mongol Suicide Squad.

The fighting will, combat power and combat experience of the two armies are not at the same level.

If you want to defend the city, you can only delay time.

Let the war soldiers and militias on their side quickly learn the skills of fighting against the Mongols. Before they were strong, Wu Nian could only rush forward like this, as if they were firefighters, killing one Mongols and one Mongols who climbed the city wall.

His actions gained effect.

The warriors and militia on their own sides were all greatly motivated.

Even the militia who were afraid and suspected Wu Nian had nothing to say. He was really not bragging, but was really willing to shed blood for Beishan Fort.

Wu Nian was of course the target that the other archer was staring at. Although he was not shot into the vital point, his body was filled with arrows.

When the fifteenth arrow hit Wu Nian, with Wu Nian's strong willpower, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then he felt like he was spinning.

Wu Nian did not force her to hold on, and left the front line in big strides and came to a safer place. He looked up and said to the slave beside him, "Prepare hot water immediately, and have someone give me medicine and bandage me."

"Yes." The slave responded with sweat, and helped Wu Nian into the city gate building and closed the door. Soon after, hot water was brought up. A peasant woman who had been trained to treat the wounds came in.

At this time, Wu Nian's slave carefully cut the arrows inserted into Wu Nian's armor with big scissors, helping Wu Nian untie the armor.

When the peasant woman looked at Wu Nian with arrows stuck all over her body, she was so scared that she shivered.

This is the general of the Han Dynasty.

If there is a three-length and two-length shortness, we will be done.

"General." She immediately took action, took out a pair of small scissors, cut off Wu Nian's clothes, and asked the slaves to help, and used a knife to remove the arrow one by one.

The peasant woman was sweating profusely. Wu Nian sat still without moving, and the expression on her face did not change at all, but the sweat was still flowing.

The peasant woman followed Wang Ruyan and dealt with such injuries, but seeing Wu Nian gritting her teeth and saying nothing, she was the first to see her.

"I am worthy of being a general." She was thinking randomly, but her hands and feet were very quick. She was as if she was dealing with animals, and she pulled arrows and medicine to stop bleeding.

Soon, all fifteen arrows on Wu Nian's body were pulled out and became fifteen blood holes. With the protection of armor, the wounds were not very deep, and all the bleeding stopped after applying the medicine.

"General, you can't move. The wound will crack when it moves, and it will be difficult to heal." The peasant woman knew that Wu Nian was an expert in this area, but she still couldn't help but give a reminder.

"Thank you for your hard work, go and treat someone else's wounds. Let my slave do the bandage for you." Wu Nian exhaled, his face pale, his sweat continued, and he said weakly.

"Yes." The peasant woman responded, picked up the medicine box and turned around, but when she walked to the door, she turned around and bent down at Wu Nian, and then left.

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you bandage it quickly?" Wu Nian glared at his eyes and looked at his dazed slave.

"Yes." Several slaves were shocked, and then rushed up immediately, and began to bandage Wu Nian's wounds in a hurry.

Basically, Wu Nian's body was wrapped around, with fifteen blood holes.

After bandaging, Wu Nian asked someone to get the wine. After taking a few big sips, his face turned rosy and his sweat stopped. Then he stood up again, shook his body, and shouted: "Prepare armor for me."

The slaves were stunned again, and then one of the slaves hurriedly said, "General, the wound will collapse."
Chapter completed!