The Han soldier who grabbed the lower edge of the battlement, with the help of the sudden burst of power in his body, tensed up, and rushed towards the city wall with his hands and feet. But as soon as his head came out of the female wall, he saw a face full of long hair.
The big man with a beard, his rough face looked particularly ferocious with the blood stains on his face. Before he had time to react, the Zhou army officer slashed down with the sword in his hand. The Han soldiers wanted to dodge, but the attack came.
The waist knife was too fast for him. As soon as he stood up, the blade had already cut across his body. The long knife mark on his chest almost cut off his sternum, and brought up a stream of blood, which was instantly in the air.
Blood mist is flying.
The wall of the east city of Jianyang is seven miles long. Although more than half of the Zhou army's troops were dispatched to the gate tower and barbican area, there were still 4,000 people left. They used rolling logs, stones and favorable terrain to give the Han army siege troops
It caused considerable losses.
It's a pity that the current Han army is not the Han army under normal conditions. The death of their comrades can only arouse greater anger in them without giving rise to the slightest fear. They continue to rush forward while stepping on the blood of their comrades, one after another falls.
, no one can describe the bravery of the Han army at this moment.
"Let go! Let go!" Zhou Bing used the weapon in his hand to chop the back of a Han soldier at his feet. He struck more than ten times in a row. The Han soldier's back was like a pile of rotten meat, and the man was already vomiting blood.
He took his last breath, but his arms held Zhou Bing's thigh firmly. He didn't let go even an inch until he died!
"Death -" The Han soldiers who rushed up again raised their swords with blood-red eyes and rushed towards the Zhou soldiers. With one blow, they chopped off the Zhou soldiers' frightened heads.
Either victory or death.
Screams were heard, one after another, coming from every ladder and battlement. Soldiers of the Han army and the Zhou army kept falling down the city.
The more blooming white-robed Han army finally gained the upper hand. Under Yang Yanzhang's dispatch, they finally attacked the city after a life-and-death struggle. After several tug-of-wars, although they paid some price, they had already stabilized the city.
Stand firm.
"These Han thieves are so damn desperate!" He spit out thick phlegm, and the guard on the city wall on the right side of the Zhou army cursed bitterly. "Inform the general of the emergency, and ask the people below the city to come up for reinforcements immediately. Reinforcements immediately."
!I can’t hold on anymore!”
"Yes!" A messenger shouted loudly.
Behind Yang Yanzhang stood two hundred swordsmen, three hundred spearmen, and three hundred swordsmen and axemen. These people were drawn from various formations. In the current situation, the Han army had some advantages, but it was not obvious yet. If Zhou
If reinforcements from the army arrived, he was afraid that the situation would become anxious in all likelihood. He wanted to strike first and open up the situation for the Han army before the reinforcements from the Zhou army came up.
Tightening the leather shield on his left arm, Yang Yanzhang raised the three-foot sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers, kill me!"
"Come on, everyone rush with me!" The person in charge at this time must be an officer. Yang Yanzhang, just like Gao Xie, did not need to hold the ladder with his hands and rushed towards the top of the city as quickly as climbing the steps.
"Come on, come on!" Yang Yanzhang has not taken any water since the war started, and now his voice is a little hoarse. He climbed to the top of the city, and before the sword he picked up was opened, he saw that there were already people around the city in the cave where soldiers were hiding.
The soldiers of the army rushed out, "Follow me to kill..." He held up his shield in front of his chest and charged forward with a roar. The Han soldiers who had already entered the city immediately followed them and rushed towards the reinforcements of the Zhou soldiers without letting any chance.
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"Kill -" Captain Zhou Bingxiao, who was leading the army, was also shouting loudly, and he also took the lead and rushed to the front.
There was no need for the newly incoming Han troops to take action. The Han soldiers who bore the brunt were holding long spears and shouting "kill, kill" before stabbing him without fear. They seemed not to care at all about the Mingguang armor he was wearing.
What does it represent?
A soldier who was following Lieutenant Zhou Bingxiao rushed forward with a shield, and the shield blocked two spears. However, this soldier was also staggered back a few steps by the huge momentum of the spear tip, and the other soldier staggered back a few steps.
Seeing that it was easy for him, the Han army rushed forward and stabbed the soldier in the thigh with one shot, causing blood to flow profusely. The soldier fell to the ground in severe pain. Before he could call for help, he was already beaten several times.
The spear stabbed him in the chest, leaving a hole.
"Go to hell!" His own soldier fell in front of him, which made Lieutenant Zhou's eyes red, and he slapped him in the face! He yelled and rushed towards him with a shield, and he was blocked by life and death.
The two Han army spearmen at the front were knocked to the ground. They leaned over and swung their swords. The sharp Yanling sword passed by and peeled off the throats of the two men. Just as they were about to stand up, they heard the sound of wind in their ears.
, General Zhou was about to dodge, but he saw a soldier rushing up with a shield, and held the sword for him. The Han general with the sword was very powerful, smashing the shield with one sword, and directly killed the soldier.
On the ground.
Zhou Jiang didn't have time to see the man's face clearly, so he took advantage of the Han general's sheathing of his sword and raised his sword to slash at his left side. Unexpectedly, the Han army's body skills were also extremely flexible, and he deflected his blade with the blade of his sword in one turn.
Just a simple parry made his jaw go numb.
Taking a breath of cold air, while several of his subordinates came forward to hold the man up, General Zhou quickly looked around. He saw that the Han general was wearing a set of iron-colored fish scale armor, with no helmet on his head.
He is wearing a white scarf and his identity is also a school captain.
"The thieves are powerful, brothers, come together!" General Zhou shouted loudly, calling to the soldiers around him, and all rushed towards Yang Yanzhang. Zhong Hui Lingxin rushed to the ground until his toes were crushed on the city wall, and a spear was pressed against the ground.
As fast as lightning, he stabbed at Yang Yanzhang, and with the Yan Ling Saber raised, he hit him all at once.
Naturally, General Zhou didn't know that Yang Yanzhang in front of him was the commander of the remaining Han army in the siege after Zhu Biao ascended the city. Although his martial arts skills were not as good as Zhu Zhong's, he was still a first-rate master. Following Zhu Biao these days, he was under the influence of Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao pointed out his marksmanship and swordsmanship, and he was already climbing towards the top of the first-class. But from the meeting just now, he knew that Yang Yanzhang's martial arts was superior to his own. If he was an enemy of this person, he would never be his opponent in a single fight.
.So he had to call on the soldiers to fight together, because no matter how scared he was, he had no way to retreat at this juncture and could only fight hard.
"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows -" Cao Guoan shouted loudly from the gate tower, pointing the long sword in his hand at Zhu Biao who was stepping on the head of the people and rushing toward the gate tower.
Sharp arrows were shot at Zhu Biao, and the shield in his hand was shattered by the impact while resisting the arrows. Zhu Biao pointed his toes on the heads of Zhou Biao, and one after another Zhou Bing was provoked by his toes.
In front of him, invisible shields were made of flesh and blood.
"The universe is in one's sleeve——"
One hundred steps, ninety steps, seventy steps... forty steps...
Hundreds of sharp arrows were collected by Zhu Biao with one move, and he flew into the air. He was in front of Zhou Bing at a distance of forty steps. He had always hidden the true strength of Qinggong, but he suddenly used it and caught Zhou Bing off guard.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." The arrow was struck down by the rain of flowers from the sky.
Either dead or injured, the group of Zhou soldiers in front of them fell to the ground with howls and howls almost at the same time as Zhu Biaofei fell.
Cao Guo'an's cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Zhu Biao's strength was unexpectedly strong, especially his Qinggong and the magic method of recruiting hundreds of arrows. With such strength, there is no large number of powerful crossbows and continuous crossbows.
Used in conjunction with the bed crossbow, it is really difficult to resist him.
But now he has so many powerful crossbows, repeating crossbows and bed crossbows?
Especially now that people are on the city wall, the area is narrow, and even if there are bows and crossbows, it is difficult to arrange them centrally. In this situation, if you want to resist the masters, you can only rely on stronger masters.
Cao Guoan was not very confident to begin with, because he did not have enough weapons such as bed crossbows. He had a lot of powerful crossbows, but even crossbows were lacking. Of the three things he needed, only one of them was in sufficient quantity, so what about continuous crossbows and bed crossbows?
Can a strong bow be used instead?
In particular, Zhu Biao's Qinggong was seriously underestimated. When Zhu Biao's figure suddenly reached more than ten feet away, Cao Guoan knew that his arrangement was in vain. Cold sweat broke out in his vest, and a peerless master-level figure appeared in front of him.
What does being close mean to Zhou Jun?
It's really horrible to watch.
"Pa!" smashed Zhou Bingjun Sima's head with a palm, and the Longquan Sword quickly disappeared, just like a laser cannon, with lasers blasting randomly!
When interacting with masters of the same level, or even with top first-level masters, the sword gleam and sword gang on Zhu Biao's sword may not be of much use. But for soldiers in the army, forget about the sword gleam and sword gang.
Even the sword energy is enough to have the necessary lethality!
They harvested the lives of the Zhou army like minced meat, and no matter how strong the armor was, it was as vulnerable as tofu when facing the sword.
"Boom——" Zhu Biao opened a big hole in the wall of the city tower.
The figure flashed into the dust and smoke, and then each wooden pillar was cut off by sharp arrows. The two-story tower appeared extremely fragile under Zhu Biao's wanton destruction. In less than ten breaths, the entire tower collapsed.
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Countless Zhou soldiers fled in panic, but Zhu Biao rushed out the moment before the tower collapsed, rushed into the Zhou army, and continued to slash and kill with his sharp sword.
The destructive power of the masters was undoubtedly revealed at this moment. Cao Guoan felt so resentful at the arrogance of certain people. There were obviously so many masters under the prince's command, why didn't he transfer a few to join the army?
The martial arts hall is not for freebies!
"Victory, victory, victory -" the Han soldiers howled excitedly and roared crazily.
In his mind, Zhu Biao was elevated to a position as high as a god.
A Zhou Jun general was furious when he saw it, and shouted to his subordinates to come to Zhu Biao. The collapse of the city tower almost affected the entire city gate, and the flying bricks, smoke and dust filled a large area, but it was this area that was unlucky.
The dust-filled area almost completely enveloped Zhou Jun's head.
The tens of thousands of Zhou troops under the city wall looked very uncomfortable.
Three feet long spring, where the cold light fell, screams of misery stood up. The leader of the Zhou army was killed by Zhu Biao with a sword before he even made a move. The small group of Zhou soldiers behind suddenly screamed, but they half-squinted their eyes.
Holding back the dust, they rushed towards Zhu Biao like a swarm of swarms, slashing and stabbing him with five or six swords and spears at the same time, and there were more outside. Zhu Biao laughed loudly, and when he turned to his inner breath, he laughed with great joy.
He swung his sword and slashed horizontally, and heard the sound of "ding-dong" incessantly. The spears and blades that were stabbed and slashed flew into the air one after another. Four more people who were close to Zhu Biao were slashed with one sword.
He did four sections. Then Zhu Biao swung his sword and killed fiercely. In a moment, ** more Zhou soldiers were killed, and the remaining twenty or so Zhou soldiers were instantly frightened and dispersed... (To be continued.
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