Even before the enemy's leading troops reached the shooting range, many people were so frightened that they could not hold their guns steady.

Waiting and waiting, the battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone witnessed the enemy charging towards us from a distance below the city.

The enemies are getting closer and closer, their footsteps are like drums, and every step tramples on everyone's heart, which makes people feel a little upset.

"Is it time to shoot, Governor Song?"

finally!

The generals of the city defense army also lost control and asked Song Ziyu.

But Song Ziyu remained calm and calm, looking at the battlefield calmly.

"Don't panic, let them get closer. This distance is not enough and the shooting range will be a waste of bullets." Song Ziyu explained.

"I'm afraid the soldiers won't be able to bear the psychological pressure..." the general explained.

"Afraid of a ball!" Song Ziyu glared at the general, then turned to look at the surrounding soldiers and roared loudly: "What are you afraid of? You just need to think about it, behind you are your fathers and fellow countrymen, if you can't defend

Now, your fathers, mothers, wives and children will all be violated by the enemy... You must think clearly about who you are fighting for!"

Who are you fighting for?

This roar could be described as thunder rolling from the sky, and the sound echoed through half of Tianshui Town.

The soldiers seemed to have been enlightened and looked at Song Ziyu one after another.

Song Ziyu saw the slowly burning fighting spirit in the eyes of these soldiers, so Song Ziyu continued to shout loudly: "Behind you is your home. Even if you die in battle, you will die well!"

After a brief silence, the city defense troops burst into a series of roars: "Death is worthy of death! Death is worthy of death!"

See morale available,

Song Ziyu finally nodded.

…

There were about 1,200 people in the vanguard of the Feilong Legion.

After a long charge, these more than a thousand people finally reached a distance of 200 meters!

At this time, Song Ziyu gave the order to shoot.

The soldiers of the city defense army who had just finished injecting chicken blood seemed to be holding their breath, and now they finally had the opportunity to take action.

on the spot!

Thousands of soldiers from the city defense army fired fiercely!

Bullets rained down.

Bullets were fired at the enemies as if they were free. In the first round alone, dozens of enemies were killed in a hail of bullets.

But Song Ziyu was not satisfied with this result.

This group of city defense troops was equipped with the best weapons, but the effect was so poor, it was really shameful.

Such sparse marksmanship is inferior to even the reserve soldiers under his command.

But fortunately, the Gongsun family has been running Tianshui Town for many years, and they still have enough weapons and ammunition. Although the marksmanship of these soldiers is so-so, they can make powerful bullets, so under the heavy rain of shooting, most of the first

The boarding troops were shot to death under the city wall.

…

The two sides were fighting anxiously up and down the city wall, and human life was worthless.

Seeing this scene, Ding Letu's heart was bleeding.

The Flying Dragon Legion is a powerful legion that the Gongsun family spent huge sums of money to build, but now they are just fighting with each other and are being used as cannon fodder. The fate of this army is really sad.

But the saddest thing is yet to come!

After the first batch of soldiers who were regarded as vanguards were inexplicably buried under the city wall, there were still a few people who survived.

The courage of these people had been defeated, and they retreated one after another.

But these lucky ones on the battlefield were liquidated by the war supervising team.

Gongsun Yu, who was idle in the rear, finally seized the opportunity to show off. He immediately ordered people to catch dozens of people who had retreated, and then forcibly stripped them of their combat uniforms and underwear.

Dozens of naked Flying Dragon Army soldiers knelt in front of everyone, suffering all the humiliation.

A row of swordsmen appeared and chopped off the heads of these deserters cleanly.

Corpses were piled up in front of the army, and Gongsun Yu even ordered people to pile their heads into the Jingguan.

Afterwards, Gongsun Zhoujie's men laughed triumphantly.

This kind of cruel joy is fully displayed in front of crazy people.

Maybe in their eyes, dead people are nothing more than that.

Some people cheer and some people get angry!

The other soldiers of the Feilong Army were so filled with righteous indignation that they were almost on the verge of blowing up the camp.

As the beloved son of Sweetwater Town, the Flying Dragon Legion was originally very arrogant, but now it is in a very difficult situation.

Tu Hongsheng seemed to have anticipated such an incident, so he arranged for his troops to be stationed behind and on both wings of the Feilong Army. Once the Feilong Army did anything excessive, they would immediately suffer a heavy blow!

In fact!

Tu Hongsheng was waiting for this opportunity.
Chapter completed!