Therefore, he changed his past style and used harsh punishments to force his own soldiers to attack desperately.

On the upper floor of Heyang South City, Huo Yanwei also killed a group of deserters.

The defenders at the top of the city did not participate in the rebellion. They had spare strength and were relatively well prepared. After all, they had been in a tense battle with the Xia thieves for the past three months.

But fighting is a physical job, which requires extremely high energy and physical strength, and requires sufficient team rotation.

Now here's the problem. The rebellion had just been suppressed in the city. Of the two thousand rebels, hundreds of them fled out of the city, and more than a thousand were killed on the spot. At this time, there were still hundreds of people hiding in people's homes, and they were still searching and killing them one by one. There was no way to get rid of them.

How many manpower are needed for rotation?

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, he had to personally go into battle to boost morale. However, the Xia thieves also knew about the changes in the city and attacked like crazy, even at the cost of huge casualties.

The garrison at the top of the city was depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye, with three to four hundred people killed and injured in more than half an hour. The remaining people were also panic-stricken, almost to the limit - although they did not participate in the rebellion, so much happened in the city

How could you not know about big things? Being affected is almost inevitable.

"Kill the thieves!" Huo Yanwei waved his long Ke ax and swept down the two Xia soldiers who had climbed up to the top of the city.

The sergeant was inspired by him and summoned up his courage to fight, stabbing the Xia soldiers who climbed up until they screamed in agony.

At this moment, a huge noise came from Beicheng.

"The thieves are coming!"

"Huo Junzhi was injured, where is the doctor?"

"Drive them down quickly!"

"I'll fight them!"

Huo Yanwei suddenly turned around and saw that the North City Tower was already on fire. The Xia thieves who had attacked must have set the fire deliberately to create chaos. The situation seemed very bad!

The war drums sounded again, and Huo Yanwei turned around again, only to see a dark crowd of people coming from the city.

The Xia people held torches, pushed smoke carts and ladder carts, and there were at least a thousand of them. Under the light of the fire, their armor was bright and they looked ferocious.

The sergeants around him were affected by the chaos in Beicheng and felt timid. Some of them had subconsciously moved back.

"The one who takes one step back will die!" Huo Yanwei roared angrily and said, "Follow me to kill the thief!"

With a loud "boom", half of the North City tower, which had suffered huge damage in the siege, collapsed, causing a burst of exclamations.

Then there was the sound of fierce clashes of weapons, as well as screams and curses. This was not a good thing, because only when the thieves attacked would there be such a fierce close-range fighting. Beicheng was probably finished!

"Death to Thief Liang!" A Xia military academy man with an extremely majestic figure climbed up to the top of the city.

Huo Yanwei swung his iron ax and chopped it down from the city.

"We're defeated, we're defeated!" But the soldiers around him lost their fighting spirit. Some turned around and ran away, not intending to resist.

"Idiots! We have defended the city for three months, killed so many Xia thieves, and the thieves have broken through the city. How can we let you go?" Huo Yanwei was filled with grief and anger. He waved his Chang Ke ax desperately and slashed at the Xia soldiers who climbed up the city.

But few people responded to him.

The North City has been destroyed, half of the towers have burned down, Huo Cun is injured, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. What a slap in the face!

The defenders collapsed on the city in waves, and no one fought to the death.

Huo Yanwei was waving his ax alone, as if he was singing a one-man show under the firelight.

Dozens of Xia soldiers surrounded him. They roared in unison and stabbed Huo Yanwei with their spears.
Chapter completed!