The man directly told Zhang Yishui about the situation of the battle.
"Where did they go?"
When he heard that Yu Fan was killed in battle, Zhang Yishui had nothing to say and directly asked about Yu Du's whereabouts.
"Go, go, go."
But the man hesitated and did not dare to speak.
"If you hesitate any more, I'll cut out your tongue."
Zhang Yishui glared at the man.
"They went towards the city gate."
"What? Going to the city gate?"
Hearing that Yu Du was attacking the city gate, Zhang Yishui almost fainted. He was trying to seize the gate to let the army enter the city.
"Yes, let's go to the city gate."
"Trash, come here, come here quickly."
He kicked the man over and shouted loudly outside.
After a while, more than a thousand Yellow Turban troops had gathered in front of Zhang Yishui. These were his elite personal guards.
"Erwazi, go and tell Deputy Commander You now that Yu Du is going to rush to the gate to meet the enemy, and ask him to send people to support quickly. Brothers, follow me to rush to the city gate."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yishui rushed towards the city gate with his elite guards.
Zhao Yun led five hundred soldiers and horses and ran all the way. Whenever they met the Yellow Turbans who blocked or asked questions along the way, they would directly cut them down with a single blow. They killed them while charging, but they rushed to the city gate without any danger.
Zhao Yun, who was leading the charge, had turned into a bloody man, his whole body was covered in red, and the steel knife was even dripping with fresh blood.
"who?"
The Yellow Turban Army on guard looked at the beast-like Zhao Yun and others and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Zhao Yun was violent again, whirling the steel knife in his hand, and chopped down the man who asked you and the two yellow scarves beside him to the ground.
"Seize the door."
After Zhao Yun killed three people with one sword, he rushed into the Yellow Turban Army like a tiger, slashing with the steel sword, setting off a storm of death.
Zhao Yun's bravery and the two hundred elites he brought this time were also extraordinary. The steel sword cut down the yellow scarves one by one to the ground without mercy. After a while, they rushed into the door and the city gate was within reach for them.
"What's wrong? Liuzi, go take a look."
Hearing the shouts of killing outside, Fei Sanfan, who was resting in the doorway, frowned and ordered his cronies to take a look.
"promise."
A smart-looking little yellow scarf nodded and ran out directly.
"Little Marshal, Marshal Yu Du has come to the door with his troops and horses. What should we do? What should we do?"
Liuzi took a look and saw Yu Du cutting people. He trembled with fright and ran back to report.
"What? Yu Du actually came to grab the door. Come on, come with me to meet them."
Fei Sanfan was furious when he heard Liu Zi's words. He had originally disagreed with being saved by poison when they were in the Juyi Hall, but the three of them were one, and he couldn't say anything else. Now he could just shoot himself up.
feet.
"Commander Yu Du, let me take you on your way, brother."
Fei Sanfan muttered as he walked.
Fei Sanfan rushed out of the Tibetan Soldier Cave with two thousand soldiers and horses, and happened to meet Zhao Yun and others.
Suddenly, both sides were confused, and the most ridiculous thing was that Yu Du and Fei Sanfan almost bumped into each other.
"To poison, die."
"Fei Sanfan, it's you who deserve to die."
Yu Du and Fei Sanfan had never dealt with each other in the first place, so this meeting was like the meeting of enemies, and they were extremely blushing.
The two steel knives collided directly, causing sparks of hatred. Yu Du withdrew his knife and stabbed fiercely, but Fei Sanfan blocked it with his shield.
Fei Sanfan swung his sword and slashed Yu Du's head directly, but Yu Du squatted down to avoid the slash.
The steel knife came down from above and struck Yu Du again, but he blocked it with his shield.
Yu Du was different from Fei Sanfan. Fei Sanfan beheaded him, but he beheaded his feet. The steel knife swept directly towards Fei Sanfan's feet with a strong wind.
Fei Sanfan rolled over to avoid Yu Du's leg-cutting knife, but Yu Du followed closely behind him, chasing Fei Sanfan with his steel knife.
"when."
Fei Sanfan's shield blocked Yu Du's steel knife, and then he struck back with another knife.
Yu Du and Fei Sanfan were fighting back and forth, but no results could be seen in a short period of time.
Zhao Yun couldn't stand it anymore. He was not fighting alone at this stage. He saw the opportunity and rushed to Fei Sanfan's side with a single stride. Then he raised his knife and chopped off his head.
Fei Sanfan just raised the knife and was chopped cleanly. Everyone was stunned when they saw this result, and the battlefield fell into a strange calm for a while.
"The enemy chief is dead, and anyone who stands in my way will die."
Killing three times for Zhao Yun was not a commendable achievement at all. No matter what others thought, he plunged into the Yellow Turban Army and launched another bloody killing.
"The enemy chief is dead, and anyone who stands in my way will die."
"The enemy chief is dead, and anyone who stands in my way will die."
"The enemy chief is dead, and anyone who stands in my way will die."
Zhao Yun shouted, and the elite men under his command also shouted. While shouting, they followed Zhao Yun crazily towards the city gate and killed him.
Fei Sanfan's death was a huge blow to his subordinates. They originally had no advantage against Zhao Yun, but now they almost collapsed.
The morale of the Yellow Turban Army was weakened, and the Yellow Turban Army's will to resist became extremely low. It became stronger and weaker, increased and decreased, and was actually attacked by Zhao Yun in front of the city gate.
"Zhang Jiu, bring your elite troops to stop the enemy so they can't escape. Yu Du, follow me and open the city gate."
The so-called finishing touch was all that was needed. At this most critical moment, Zhao Yun sent his elite troops to the outside. The only ones he could trust now were them.
"General, Zhang Jiu has gone."
Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Zhang Jiu didn't have the slightest fear, and even felt a little relieved. They entered the city this time to avenge their death. If they could exchange for the city gate with their own sacrifice, it would be worth it.
"Take care of yourself."
Now is not the time for long-term love between children. Zhang Jiu and the others had a narrow escape from death on this trip, but Zhao Yun was helpless.
"Brothers, follow me and let them see how powerful the men of Yingyang Army are."
"promise."
An elite member of the Yingying Yang Army did not say much, just a word of promise, and walked behind Zhang Jiu. It was useless to talk more. They had to use their own flesh and blood to resist the attack of the Yellow Turban Army.
"Why are you still standing there? Open the city gate."
Yu Duzhai has some ideas for the city gate design. There are three huge door bolts on the city gate. Each door bolt is one meter apart. The first door bolt is two meters above the ground, and the third door bolt is four meters high from the ground.
If you want to open the city gate, all three bolts must be opened.
Since the third door bolt is too high, it requires a special ladder to reach it. However, this special ladder is placed in Fei Sanfan's hidden soldier cave, so it is really difficult for them to open these three door bolts for a while.
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Yu Du naturally knew the design of his city gate very well, and there was only one solution to the current situation.
"Stacked Arhat."
After hearing Yu Du's order, the yellow scarf soldiers struggled to open the pile one by one, but only the third person fell down.
