"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Kill!"

"Chi chi chi~"

As the sky gradually became brighter, the battle in Hanzhou City finally came into clear view of everyone. The streets and alleys were full of soldiers from both sides fighting each other, and Hanzhou people continued to join the battlefield.

Spears, machetes, wooden sticks, rakes... all kinds of weapons were mixed on the battlefield, and the cry of killing resounded through the sky.

On the battlefield, there were elite soldiers wearing iron armor, trembling government officials, and ordinary people who had just climbed out of bed half naked.

Everyone is fighting to protect Hanzhou City at this moment.

After one day and night, all four gates of Hanzhou City were breached by the Jin soldiers.

The fortified city, which was said to be able to hold on for a year, was flooded with a large number of Yan cavalry overnight. These Eight Banners soldiers, formed from the elite Yan Rong soldiers, were truly astonishing in combat power, causing the Chang family's frontier army to stumble.

However, the Yan army did not feel so comfortable. The expected collapse did not happen. Ulan Bals originally thought that the defenders would collapse after the army entered the city, and then a one-sided massacre would follow.

But at this time, not only did the border army not collapse, but they themselves were plunged into a bloody battle with the desperate Chang family border army.

"Dangdangdang~"

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ah!"

"Dong dong dong!"

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

Ulan Barslema, the coach of the Yellow-Backed Silver Fox Banner, stopped in an empty martial arts field. This place was originally a military camp, but at this time it had been completely occupied by the Yan army.

"General, there is a fierce battle in Dongcheng, and the Chang family's border troops will not retreat until they die!"

"General, the South Gate has been locked in repeated battles, and thousands of our troops have been killed~"

"General, there are a large number of Pinghan Dao people participating in the battle at the North Gate. Although it is not a cause for concern, it has greatly affected the gathering of our soldiers. Most of the troops are involved in the streets and alleys."

…

One after another military information continued to gather from various battlefields into the hands of Ulan Bals, causing him to frown tightly and mutter:

"The Chang family's border troops are really difficult to deal with~"

Our own side had internal support and was the main cavalry force, but it was still unable to defeat the defenders of Hanzhou in one fell swoop, which made Ulan Bals a little disappointed.

A military general beside him cupped his fists and shouted:

"General, I'm afraid it's not a difficult problem to deal with at the moment. Our army has gradually fallen into a disadvantage in the battle at the East Gate and South Gate. The troops at the North Gate and West Gate are unable to reinforce other battlefields for a while. If we continue to fight like this, the situation may not be good~

"

Ulan Bals frowned and asked:

"How long will it take for the king's army to arrive?"

"About this afternoon."

"Then send someone to pass on the order and ask the king to quickly send reinforcements. Hanzhou City, which was finally captured with great difficulty, must not fall short!"

"promise!"

There was a bit of coldness in Ulan Balsi's eyes. He originally wanted to win Hanzhou City by relying on the yellow-backed silver fox flag, and then give it as a big gift to Zhou Weiran and Nalan Tingye, and also let himself

Make a splash with the Emperor of the Prairie.

But now that the fight started, he realized that it would be really difficult to capture Hanzhou City with just the 30,000 men under his command, and he might even lose the battle.

At this time, there was no need to worry about losing face. The only serious thing was to quickly move in reinforcements and capture Hanzhou City.

Ulan Bals glanced at the smoke-filled battlefield and suddenly asked with great interest:

"Where is the eldest son of the Chang family now?"

"Half an hour ago, some soldiers saw Chang Jingan's flag near the north gate."

"Haha~" Ulan Balsi's lips curled up:

"Let's go meet him!"

…

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Kill, kill!"

"kill!"

The vicinity of the North City Gate became the focus of the battle between the soldiers of both sides, because it was the place where the Chang family had the largest number of troops stationed, and it was also the nearest way for the Yan army to enter the pass, so both sides invested a large number of troops here.

Everywhere you looked there were densely packed figures, the clashing of swords and iron weapons was non-stop, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Waves of soldiers came from all directions to join the battlefield. Everyone only recognized the military uniforms but not the people. Anyway, they just picked up the sword and cut. If they hesitated for even a moment, they might die in the battle.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ahhh!"

The soldiers on both sides and the common people had completely lost their formation, and were no longer divided into cavalry and infantry. They were just killing each other in the pile of corpses, fighting for their lives.

There was a figure in the chaotic battlefield that belonged to Chang Jingan. The armor on his body had already been stained red with blood, and his right arm was stabbed. Fortunately, the wound was very shallow and nothing serious.

"drink!"

"Pfft!"

Another spear was thrust out, and Chang Jingan killed another person again. Slightly tired, he leaned on the spear and panted heavily. Dozens of guards spread out around him to protect his safety.

He is the serious head of the Chang family. Among the 200,000 frontier troops, he is the only backbone behind Chang Hantang. These personal guards under him will only die in front of Chang Jingan and will never leave.

He took half a step.

"Boom~"

There was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and a series of cavalry rushed over from the streets. Because this battlefield was too bloody and chaotic, it was difficult for the horses to pass, let alone gallop at a high speed.

So all the Laiqi dismounted, holding spears in their hands, and vaguely moved towards Chang Jing'an's position to outflank him.

The sudden appearance of this group of people also aroused Chang Jingan's vigilance. Many of the soldiers raised their scimitars and stared eagerly at the nearly 100 men with a strong back and a strong back who were approaching.

They are all battle-hardened soldiers, and it only takes a quick glance to tell that they are facing a group of elites.

The leading man finally stopped as he approached the battle circle, looked in the direction of Chang Jingan and shouted loudly:

"Chang Jiedu, I have admired your name for a long time.

I am the commander of the Yellow Silver Fox Flag, Ulan Bals!

So polite!"

"Humph, it turns out it's you!"

Chang Jingan, who picked up the spear again, took a step forward and said disdainfully:

"What Yanrong Eight Banners, what carefully selected, powerful grassland main force?

In my opinion, General, they are just a group of villains who only know how to play tricks behind their backs~ they have no sense of decency as a soldier."

Chang Jingan's mouth was full of sarcasm, and his eyes were looking at Ulan Bals across from him almost out of the corner of his eye. The Eight Banners of the Grassland had to rely on internal responses to open the city gate, and they did not put Ulan Bals at all.

In eyes.

"Hahaha!"

When Ulan Bals heard this, he didn't get angry but smiled and said with a big laugh:

"General Chang, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Do you still need to be taught this principle?

No matter what the method is, as long as it can capture Hanzhou City, it is a good method!"

"Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!