A fierce wind howls, arrows fly in all directions.

  A cauldron of scalding hot oil was poured down from the top of the city wall, and the densely packed crowd on the ground let out a pained wail.

  The city wall had long been a purgatory of death, where countless people were desperately fighting for their lives.

  In their eyes, there are only two kinds of people: their own kind and enemies.

  "Up! The great emperor has issued a decree: whoever is the first to climb up onto the city wall will be rewarded with 1,000 gold coins and granted the title of Viscount."

  Countless loud voices were hoarse from shouting after the battle, their voices like a stimulant, stimulating the army in front of them to continuously launch a charge against the towering city wall.

  "General, the 7th battalion has been completely annihilated, and the West Gate can't hold on much longer."

  A messenger rushed over, his eyes brimming with tears. As a former frontline messenger, he had lost count of how many such messages he had delivered.

  "What's at the west gate?" Jiang Gongming sneered coldly, saying: "The Romans are truly mad, but we will be even more frantic. Let's go... to the west gate."

  Zheng Fasen and Lü Yangming, who were beside him, shuddered at the same time. They took a step forward in unison, blocking Jiang Kongming's path. Lü Yangming exclaimed: "Military Strategist, absolutely not! Ximen is the most intense battlefield, you can't personally go to such a dangerous place!"

  "Personally take risks? Heh heh...... Do you still remember the Lord, he was able to lead a great army in Taiyuan and defeat the Xiongnu, achieving an eternal feat. So why can't I?"

  Jiang Kongming burst out laughing three times, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and said: "Make way."

  Subconsciously, under Jiang Kungming's glare, the two of them involuntarily took a step back together.

  They watched as Jiang Kung-ming walked away with big strides and exchanged a helpless glance.

  Xu Haifeng is what kind of person? A grandmaster...

  Even in a place of extreme danger with war fires everywhere, he can still have the power to protect himself. But you, General Chiang, are just a scholar with no strength at all, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, what can you compare with others?

  The two of them wore bitter smiles, but they didn't dare slack off and immediately followed closely behind him.

  If anything happens to General Chiang, then neither of them will be able to live either.

  Zheng Fasen walked past the orderly and said in a low voice: "Go and inform Commander Fang, Military Advisor has gone up to the West Gate."

  The Fang Tong in his mouth was another city master of Wodragon City, Fangxiang Ming. He was probably the only one who could persuade General Jiang to change his mind.

  Three men in a row came to the top of the west gate, Jiang Gongming puffed out his chest and held his head high.

  The scholar with a white scarf on his head was particularly conspicuous on the battlefield, but as soon as he fought on the tower of Ximen, the soldiers below immediately boosted their morale, and their exhausted bodies regained new strength.

  The mighty army of Caesar unfolded beneath the city walls, with countless banners stretching far and wide as far as the eye could see.

  Their army is approaching here, and Caesar has made up his mind to take control of Wulong City at all costs.

  "General, how did you come here?"

  A general rushed over to his side, his eyes were red, his face was covered in blood, and he had a ferocious look on his face.

  This man is Erhu, and also the biggest beneficiary of Jiang Koming's star-making movement.

  At this time, he was no longer just a hundred-man commander, but a ten-thousand-man commander who could command tens of thousands of people.

  Half a month ago, the Caesarians made their first assault. A tall and brave Caesarian soldier was the first to climb up onto the city wall in full view of everyone.

  It was Er Hu who fought with his life on the line, using a desperate move to take him down, and ultimately beheaded him.

  The city's defenders were in high spirits and with one effort they drove the Caesarians off the walls.

  That night, Jiang Gongming promoted him to the position of Qianren Zhang in front of the three armies.

  Three days ago, one of the four Wanren Changs in the City Guard was shot and killed while guarding the West Gate.

  Caesar's men again climbed up to the city head, and it was two tigers. He put on his armor, led his own troops, and fought for several hours, finally successfully defending the already dilapidated city head.

  Thus, naturally, Er Hu also became the leader of the ten thousand people guarding the Western Gate.

  His rapid rise has set an unprecedented example, and while everyone admires him, it also arouses the desire to work hard in all people.

  In the following days, they all seemed to have turned into desperate men overnight, making the Caesarians deeply feel what it means to be fearless and fearful.

  However, among them, few were able to establish their merits alive.

  They didn't know that among the two tigers' personal bodyguards, there were three top-notch masters who had given their lives to protect them. It was precisely because of their sacrifice that the two tigers were able to achieve such brilliant results and still manage to keep his life intact.

  In this fierce and tragic battle, these new recruits were able to maintain such high morale, all thanks to Chiang Kung-ming's extraordinary abilities.

  "What's wrong, can't I come?"

  Jiang Kung-ming's gaze did not linger on Er Hu's face, he looked far into the distance.

  Caesar's troops were densely packed, layer upon layer, they really wanted to fight to the death. Emperor Caesar no longer spared the lives of his soldiers, their purpose was very clear, to take Wulong City by force.

  "General, this is a war-torn land after all, with fierce battles and great danger. Perhaps you should..."

  "Are you referring to them?" Jiang Kongming suddenly let out a cold laugh and pointed forward with his hand.

  There, a pair of Caesarian soldiers had broken through the city guard's encirclement and climbed up onto the city wall.

  The two tigers' faces changed greatly, and they hastily shouted: "Guards, escort Military Advisor back!"

  "Take me back? You don't want me to see your cowardly weakness in the face of the enemy, do you?" Jiang Kongming sneered from the side, his behavior vastly different from his usual self.

  However, after hearing his words, Er Hu suddenly turned around, with a surge of heat on his head and a face full of blood.

  That was an indignation that had reached its boiling point.

  He turned around, picked up the Ghost Head Great Knife on his body, and together with the Second Tiger, they charged towards that gap without saying a word.

  Behind him was a team of elite firefighters. Wherever there was danger, their figures could be found.

  "Kill..."

  With a loud roar, the two tigers charged forward without hesitation, one horse taking the lead.

  His great bravery greatly encouraged the ordinary soldiers, and the city guards shouted loudly, forcing those Caesarians who had already climbed up the city wall to retreat.

  Jiang Kongming nodded in satisfaction, but his eyes were venomous, knowing that the city guards had already reached their limit.

  In fact, being able to hold on until today is already a miracle for these newcomers.

  "Lord Military Strategist..."

  Jiang Kongming suddenly turned his head back, and a tall figure appeared in front of him.

  He is now the new generation of Red Ocean's great leader.

  "Director Fang, how did you come?"

  "I heard that General Military Advisor personally went up to the city gate, so Fang Mou didn't dare not come."

  The two of them began to chat freely in this place filled with flying arrows and stones, like a purgatory on earth.

  Their eyes did not glance at the Caesarians outside the city, as if these Caesarians were just a swarm of insignificant mosquitoes.

  "Kaiser, hum... Military Advisor, we brothers have come to challenge you."

  Xiang Zhi walked out from behind his brother's back, his tone filled with deep dissatisfaction.

  Caesar's army had been besieging the city for over half a month, but firmly defending on the city wall were the 40,000 city guards and the 20,000 Northwest Eagles vanguard who had sworn allegiance to Xu Haifeng.

  The Red Ocean, this iron army that shook the world, was actually frozen by Chiang and Kongming until now, and has not been used once.

  "Haha......" Jiang Gongming burst out laughing and said: "Since you two have this intention, then I, Jiang, will also agree."

  Fang Hua revealed a hint of a comforting smile, conserving strength was indeed a good thing. However, the battle had already become so intense, if they still remained unmoved, then the several hundred years of reputation of the Northern Red Ocean would be ruined by their own hands.

  "Commander Fang..." Jiang Kongming's voice suddenly became stern and severe.

  "In..."

  Directional sound solemnly cupped his hands in response, this is the battlefield, Jiang Gongming is the commander-in-chief of the Han army, even if it's him, the lord of Wulong City, he must unconditionally obey any order.

  "Gather your Red Ocean Legion and wait for the Caesar's men to be in disarray, then immediately rush out of the city and do your best to slaughter the enemy, no mistakes allowed."

  He raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted loudly: "Obey orders."

  The attack of the Caesarians was at its most intense when they suddenly became disordered and routed.

  He was greatly perplexed by Chiang Kung-ming's order. However, he did not ask any questions or hesitate, because he knew that since Chiang Kung-ming had said so, he had no choice but to obey the order.

  "Pass on the order, the Seventh Squad is to ascend to the city head." Jiang Kongming's eyes gleamed with a deep and resolute light as he gave the low command.

  A soldier received an order and quickly ran down from the city wall, running towards a nearby place.

  That is where the mysterious Seventh Squadron is stationed.

  The Seventh Squad was a mysterious team formed by Jiang Gongming after he returned to Wulong City from the Taihang Mountains.

  No one knows what this squadron of just over 300 people is doing.

  Even more senior generals only knew that they enjoyed the best treatment and were always undergoing the most mysterious training, they were a trump card in Chiang's hand.

  A trump card team just like those one thousand Black Flag Army members.

  These two teams have been tightly controlled by Chiang and Kongming since the start of the war, no matter how critical the situation is, they have never been used once.

  However, today, when the Fang brothers personally asked for battle, Jiang Kung-ming finally decided to use them.

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