Chapter 169 Mu Qingge Is Not a Waste (3)

Thousands of beasts galloped, and the group of beasts roared, as if the earth was shaking.

In the Qinling Mountains, there are beasts without thinking, and there are spirit beasts with certain thoughts. At this moment, the Mu family army standing on the city wall could not tell which were beasts and which were spirit beasts.

What they saw in their eyes was the attack of the crazy orcs. Those beasts with ferocious faces, swift movements, and infinite power were all red-eyed, trying to break through the city walls of Yicheng and enter the territory of Qin to carry out brutal killings.

"defense--!"

On the city wall, the sound of heralds kept ringing.

The Mu family army, who was already exhausted and hungry, barely stood up with a strong will, numbly holding the almost scrapped weapon in his hand, and began to fight.

The feather arrow has no arrows, the bowstring has been broken, and the steel knife has been chipped. The hot pan with boiling oil has long since dried up, and all the boulders have been thrown away.

Running out of ammunition and food, these four words describe the plight of the Mu Family Army at the moment.

At this time, outside the broken city wall, there are countless orc armies, constantly launching attacks.

"Old General, let's rush down and fight with these beasts!" A lieutenant general's eyes were full of tears beside Mu Xiong. He saw his soldiers turn into a fuzzy mass of flesh under the beast's claws, and he couldn't bear it any longer. She shouted at Mu Xiong.

spell? How to spell?

Mu Xiong's face tensed, his lips pressed tightly.

What if he is a high-level Blue Realm? Still can't resist countless orcs. What's more, among the beasts, the level of spirit beasts is comparable to that of humans. Who knows, in this endless beast tide, how many orc masters are hidden?

Once he opens the city gate and leads the crowd out, there will be only one outcome, the Mu family army will be wiped out, and the Qin state will be in danger.

Now, the only thing that can be done is to defend the city wall and resist the attack of the orcs. It is necessary to send a general to urge the generals to come here to replenish their combat power, and maybe they will be able to survive this catastrophe. Otherwise, these people will die!

"Someone!" Mu Xiong suddenly shouted.

Immediately, a messenger came and knelt before him on one knee.

Mu Xiong's eyes were fixed on the battlefield under the city wall in front of him, and the vibrations caused by the continuous impact of the orcs on the city wall did not make him loose.

He said solemnly: "Send me a messenger constantly, urging the rear for food and forage. If someone blocks it, I will cut it without mercy!" After that, he took out his arrow and threw it to the messenger.

The messengers immediately retreated, and after a while, there was a team of messengers, riding fast horses, hurriedly heading towards the nearby Seoul.

Seoul is the closest rich city to Yicheng, and the governor sent by the imperial court is also there. Mu Xiong watched the messenger leave. He didn't believe that the prefect of Seoul didn't know what it meant to be cold.

If the city of origin is over, how can Seoul be able to live alone?

Putting all his hopes on the messengers, Mu Xiong returned to the command room with the deputy general to discuss countermeasures for delaying the time.

However, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

With all the ammunition and food exhausted, the Mu family army was exhausted, how could they delay the time under the claws of the orcs, waiting for the arrival of the military supplies?

"Two days, at least two days of delay." This is the least round-trip time from Yicheng to Seoul. If the order made the trip a success, it would take at least two days to return to Yicheng with provisions. Mu Xiong said the time needed.

However, the generals were silent.

two days? Not to mention two days, I am afraid that two hours, they don't know if they can survive.

A lieutenant said with tears in his eyes: "Old General, our soldiers have been fighting for several days, but they haven't eaten a full meal for three days. Their weapons can no longer be used. Delayed."