Liu Bei stabbed to death another yellow scarf soldier who had just climbed up the city wall. He turned around and looked at this close friend from his hometown who took the initiative to join his hometown. He felt grateful. Fortunately, you Xianhe was there to help guard Runan City these days. Otherwise, he would have been there long ago.
The explanation is here.
Liu Bei said: "Xianhe, don't worry. After General Zhonglang receives the letter asking for help, he will definitely send someone to rescue him immediately." He was indeed thinking of Zhao Yun. If Zhao Yun could arrive at this time, he might be able to stop the chaos caused by the surrounding area.
Break out.
"Eldest brother, second brother, it's a blessing for us brothers that I and Mr.
Sweep down the city. The battle for Runan City is going on. You come and I go...
Zuo Aoran's army was rushing towards Runan City in a mighty manner. After more than 3,000 cavalry passed by, they actually stepped on a winding path. All the soldiers rushed past like a strong wind without stopping, leaving only
There was dust in the sky behind him. Although the war horse under Zhao Yun was very fast, it could not run as fast as Wen Chou's BMW horse. Wen Chou ran forward with all his strength, thinking: "We can't let him go this time."
That pretty boy from Zhao Yun got the upper hand!"
It was almost evening, and the setting sun was like blood. At this time, the most brutal battle was being staged on the city wall of Runan City. The drums were beating loudly, and the shouts of killing continued. Sun Lang was fighting for his life this time.
They were biting each other loudly, and they were holding the long knife tightly in their hands. This was already the deadline given by the commander to himself, and he would take down the small town of Runan no matter what.
Sun Lang pursed his chapped lips and personally held the commander's flag to supervise the formation. The Yellow Turban bandits all rushed forward with all their might, because if they rushed forward late, they would be greeted by the butcher's knife of his own bodyguard camp.
A series of temporarily tied ladders were set up on the city wall of Runan from all directions. The Yellow Turban bandits rushed up regardless of casualties, and they saw that Runan was about to fall.
At this time, the three brothers Liu, Guan, Zhang, and Jian Yong were still standing on the city wall. They had repelled countless attacks from the Yellow Turban bandits. Every time they fought, another one would attack immediately and they could not be killed.
Even if they tried their best, they could not finish shooting, and the Han army flags on the city wall had already broken several holes to show the cruelty of this war.
Now the bows and arrows used to defend the city are gone, and the boulders and rolling logs have long been used up. Only a few hundred volunteers are left desperately defending Runan City.
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Guan Yu's hand has been constantly harvesting the lives of the Yellow Turbans. Around Guan Yu, the corpses of the Yellow Turbans have piled up like a hill. Now Guan Yu is at the end of his rope. No matter how strong his perseverance is, he can't hold on.
He was holding up his body with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, breathing heavily. His eyes were still patrolling his eldest brother and third brother. He saw Liu Bei holding two swords in his hands and still fighting bravely to kill the enemy. His hair was messy and his face was covered with blood.
The bloodstains on Guan Yu's mouth trembled. He had to persist, but his brother was still persisting, so he brought up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to kill the yellow scarf soldiers who came to attack him.
Looking at the yellow scarf thieves like locusts outside Runan City, Jian Yong's heart was sinking little by little. It seemed that he was going to die in Runan City this time.
"Lord, the north gate has been breached, and the Yellow Turban thieves have entered the city!" a volunteer soldier shouted hurriedly,
It's over, it's over, we still didn't hold on until General Zhonglang's reinforcements arrived, and the city was breached. Facing tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves, none of us were spared. We looked at the surrounding yellow turban thieves.
He was gradually surrounded by a hundred or so people.
Looking at these volunteer soldiers in front of me, especially the red-faced man and the black-faced man, I don’t know how many Yellow Turban brothers died under the swords and spears of the two of them, and became dead souls. There is still no one among the Yellow Turban thieves.
Anyone who dared to rush forward was afraid of being killed by the red-faced man and the black-faced man. A group of people slowly gathered in the middle, pressing forward step by step.
The besieged volunteers were all desperate, and Liu Bei was also desperate. He had never been so desperate. His three brothers held on for nearly a whole day, but they still could not escape the end of defeat. How unfair is God to let me, Liu Bei, die like this.
"Brother, we will be good brothers in the next life!" Guan Yu's eyes were slightly red, and he shed a few tears. These tears were not because he was about to die, but because he regretted that he could no longer kill the Yellow Turban soldiers and could no longer defend this place.
The common people of Han Dynasty.
"Brother! We will be brothers for the rest of our lives!" Zhang Fei shouted at the top of his lungs while waving the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand.
Suddenly, everyone felt that the walls of Runan City were shaking, no! The whole earth was shaking. A black line was getting longer and longer, getting closer and closer. The red cavalry came like a tide, and the yellow scarf thieves watched as they came.
The cavalry looked confused, how could there be cavalry here?
"Second brother! Third brother! Look! Those are the cavalry of our Han family. We are saved, and God will not destroy me, Liu Bei! Let's go, let's fight out!" Liu Bei saw the cavalry rushing towards the sky. They were obviously from the Han family.
cavalry, it is impossible for the Yellow Turban thieves to have so many cavalry.
Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Jian Yong, seeing that they did not have to die, aroused a strong desire to survive in their hearts. Hundreds of volunteers and soldiers were closely united and fought hard to kill the enemy and attack the Yellow Turban thieves outside the city.
The army launched a counterattack.
Wen Chou took the lead at this time, leading his own cavalry battalion, and thrust into the enemy army like a sharp knife. In an instant, he divided the nearly 20,000 yellow turban bandits into two groups. The front and rear could not be connected, and the left and right could not respond.
The tendency of a tiger to invade a flock of sheep shocked the psychological defenses of the Yellow Turban bandits.
The war was so cruel. Some of the Yellow Turban bandits were trampled to pieces by the iron hooves of the Valiant Cavalry Battalion, the Flying Cavalry Battalion, and the Volunteer Cavalry before they even understood what was going on. Wherever the cavalry ran, there were
As soon as he rushed out of Runan City, Zhang Fei saw the Yellow Turban general Sun Lang who was holding a handsome flag. Without stopping at all, Zhang Fei urged his horse to kill Sun Lang. The Yellow Turban generals around him came to stop him.
There is no one who is Zhang Fei's enemy.
Just look at the eight-armed snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand flying all over the sky. The area within a few meters around him is like a meat grinding machine. There are complete people coming in, but wherever Zhang Fei dismounts from his horse, it is difficult to distinguish the appearance of the person.
, the yellow scarf thieves were all afraid and slowly backed away. Sun Lang felt very uncomfortable now. He was about to capture Runan City. As long as he captured Runan City earlier, when he arrived in the city, the cavalry
What can we do to ourselves, but why, why does this cavalry come to kill us at this time? Could it be that General Heaven no longer protects us?
Seeing the big man from the Black Tower who had entered his army, reaping the lives of his generals to his heart's content, no one could stop him wherever he went. Sun Lang actually felt powerless. Although he was superior in terms of military strength,
They have an absolute advantage, but with such a tired army, how can they be the opponent of the dragon-like and tiger-like cavalry? Moreover, looking at the armor and helmet of this cavalry, it is obvious that they are not ordinary Han cavalry.
In the blink of an eye while Sun Lang was thinking, Zhang Fei had already broken through the defense of the yellow scarf soldiers, penetrated Sun Lang's guards, and swung the Zhangba snake spear in his hand to kill Sun Lang. He roared: "Hey
!Yellow turban traitor, your Mr. Zhang is here to take your head!" The sound made people arrive.
