The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Yucha is going to attack the city. He is crazy. He didn't even build the siege equipment, so he just relied on some ladders to attack the city?" Harto held the binoculars with an incredulous expression on his face.

"Yucha didn't want to attack the city, he just couldn't wait and wanted to try it out!" Li Wenhao put down his binoculars and said quietly.

At the same time, the ten-mile sand table was opened, and one could clearly see that there were three teams of the Langya Army, the main force at the north gate was more than 10,000 people, and there were hundreds of war elephants, and the east and west gates had only a few thousand people, just for show.

Half of the Langya Army remained in the camp, cutting down trees, obviously busy building siege equipment.

"Master Hou, you are right. The Langya army brought more than a dozen captives in front. The two young men in the lead, with fair skin, should be Li Wenheng and Xuan Mochen." Zhebie said softly, his eyes flickering.

"I'm going, eagle eye is so good?" Li Wenhao was taken aback by Zhebie's words, and turned his head to look at Zhebie, envious.

Although the Langya army came towards the city gate, it was still several miles away. He had a systematic ten-mile sand table, but he couldn't see his face clearly. He could even tell whether his skin was tender or not. The gap was too big!

Outside the gate of the North City, Yucha sat on the back of a war elephant, looking at the familiar Langya King City in front of him, his eyes were astringent, it was the first time he felt so hard to let go when he grew up here.

Especially on the city wall, the flag of the Flame Army fluttering high made his eyes red.

"Bring up the prisoner!"

A stone's throw away, Langya's army lined up, with dozens of knives and axes holding more than ten prisoners, kneeling before the formation.

Li Wenheng and Xuan Mochen, with pale faces, trembling all over their bodies, Li Wenheng still didn't give up, and cried loudly at the city gate: "Li Wenhao, I'm your elder brother Li Wenheng, help me..."

Seeing that there was no response from the top of the city, Yucha felt agitated, so he got up from the throne abruptly, went to the spiritual force himself, and shouted at the top of the city: "Li Wenhao, listen, give up the royal city quickly, otherwise Li Wenheng, the eldest son of the Li family, The eldest son of the Xuan family, Xuan Mochen..."

Above the city gate, Li Wenhao didn't wait for Yucha to finish shouting, and suddenly said, "Zhebie, shoot him!"

"Master Hou, Yucha is protected by several experts, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to shoot?" Zhebie took out a longbow from behind, aimed at it, and frowned slightly.

"Who told you to shoot Yucha, shoot Li Wenheng!" Li Wenhao corrected angrily, he is so stubborn, you Yucha is not threatening a hostage!

Well, I'll kill the hostages first, and see what threats you have.

"Master Hou, did you really shoot Li Wenheng?" Zhebie was startled, and turned his head to confirm.

"What nonsense, shoot!" Li Wenhao was furious.

"Whoosh!" Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, a shock flashed across the sky.

"Ah," almost instantly, Li Wenheng let out a scream, and flew upside down, and the two Langya soldiers behind him were pierced by a black iron arrow.

"Kill, kill!" Xuan Mochen, who was kneeling on the side, was splashed all over his body and face by the splash of blood, stared in horror, and yelled like crazy.

"Otherwise I will..." Yucha was still yelling threatening words, but was startled by the sudden change, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't make a sound.

The battlefield was silent, except for the crazy Xuan Mochen, everyone looked on stupidly.

Especially Yucha, whose little face was blue and purple, as if someone grabbed his neck at a critical moment, and almost suffocated to death without a breath.

He didn't finish his threatening words, and he killed the hostage right away, so what a fart he said.

Especially in front of the two armies, he yelled and yelled, and if he didn't stop them with an arrow, he was just a clown.

I am ashamed and thrown at home, how can I bear it?

"Attack, attack the city!" After a long time, Yucha finally caught his breath, and shouted in despair.

"My lord, our army has no siege equipment, so we can't attack the city now!"

"Your Majesty, calm down, our army has driven for a day, and the soldiers are exhausted..."

"Your Majesty, don't fall for the tricks of the enemy..."

"Shut up and attack me!" Several generals around him persuaded, but at this time, Yucha was already full of enthusiasm and didn't care about anything.

In fact, he lost his composure because of the great gap in his heart. He always thought that Li Wenheng was the eldest son of the Li family. As long as he defeated Li Wenheng, the Li family would not be afraid.

It happened that Li Shi came out with Li Wenhao, who shattered all his fantasies. Even Li Wenheng, who was very valuable in his eyes, was shot dead by Li Wenhao, which made him unacceptable.

The gap between imagination and reality is too big, and the spirit falls into confusion for a while, unable to extricate itself!

In fact, under normal circumstances, the eldest son of a family is really important, and ordinary sons of the family dare not resist at all.

But who made him unlucky, when he ran into a fake Li Wenhao, let alone Li Wenheng, even if Li Longji, the Marquis of Qingyang, came, he would still give him an arrow without blinking!

"Boom, kill!"

After receiving Yucha's order, even if they were reluctant, the Langya army could only bite the bullet and carry a simple boarding ladder, starting from the three city gates to attack the city together.

"Tabuchet, release!"

"Crackling," the trebuchets installed on the city wall and inside the city took the lead in attacking, huge boulders burning with the flame rose into the air one after another, and then smashed towards the Langya Army's position like a pop.

"Boom boom boom," gravel flew, blood spattered, and stumps flew.

The Langya Army didn't have any catapults to suppress them at all, and the Fire Crow Army completely turned into a one-sided massacre. For a while, the crossbowmen of the Langya Army suffered heavy casualties.

"Archer, throw!"

"Bed crossbow, launch!"

When it got closer, the archers threw shots, the bed crossbow began to show its power, the arrows were as dense as raindrops, and the Langya soldiers were like wheat, pouring down a large area.

The arm-thick bed crossbow is like a brush, brushing across the battlefield, stringing up strings of candied haws with human flesh, which is horrible.

In this way, the attacking Langya army was worthy of being veterans. Despite the huge casualties, they still rushed to the bottom of the city, erected the climbing ladder, and began to climb the city.

"Bowmen, Golden Armored Warriors, kill the enemy!"

The crossbowmen began to shoot arrows down the city at close range, and more than 150 golden-armored warriors raised huge boulders and threw them down the city without aiming, causing blood to flow down the city.

"Let's do it, puff." In the battlefield, Qiao Lang and others took advantage of the chaos, killed the guard with the weapon they picked up, and hid among the corpses.

"Li Wenheng is still alive!" Tian Yang climbed up to Li Wenheng's side with his butt pouted, tried his nose, and he was still breathing.

"Take him, and when the Langya army retreats, I'll shout and rush to the city gate together!" Qiao Lang hesitated and growled in a low voice.

Zhe said goodbye to the arrow just now, not to mention Yucha's mentality collapsed, even these people's mentality is not much better.

No matter what, Li Wenheng is still the son of the Li family. Even if Li Wenhao becomes Lord Marquis, he should be able to save him as much as possible, instead of just killing him with one arrow without saying a word.

Although they couldn't accept it in their hearts, they couldn't care less about it at this time. It was important to save their lives first.