It was dark at night, but Liu Yan's meal was tasteless. He managed to eat a few mouthfuls, but couldn't eat any more.
Wancheng's strength exceeded his expectations.
After a month of continuous strong attack, Wancheng was still as solid as a rock. Knowing that Zhou Jun was moving south, the attack became more powerful. But at this rate, if he continued to attack for another month, he might not be able to capture Wancheng. But would Zhou Jun leave him for a month?
Won't!
Not at all!
As the saying goes, soldiers are valuable and quick. If he were the general of the Zhou army, he would abandon Kunyang and lead the army directly to Wancheng. At that time, the Green Forest Army could only retreat. If the Zhou army pursued, the Green Forest Army would inevitably suffer heavy losses.
The only good thing is that the main force of the Zhou army is being dragged into Kunyang City at this moment.
But Kunyang City is not a dangerous place. Under a strong attack, the city will inevitably fall within ten days.
"I have too much blind faith in the memory of my past life!" Liu Yan blamed himself. After being reborn, the memory of his past life is his greatest advantage. Relying on the memory of his past life, he has saved danger time and time again, but it also makes him somewhat blindly believe in the memory of his past life.
Now, there is a dilemma.
In other words, the third brother Liu Xiu was right, running away was the best option at this moment, and fighting the Battle of Wancheng and the Battle of Kunyang was the biggest mistake.
"How did you capture Wancheng in your previous life and how did you repel the Zhou army?"
Liu Yan closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.
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When I woke up the next day, the siege was still going on.
Wang Kuangque said: "There is a Zhou army attacking Jiyang, Xinye and other places. The situation there is unstable. I want to go to rescue!"
Liu Yan was speechless. He was about to run away, but he still asked: "Da Situ, what should I do?"
Wang Kuangdao: "I will lead an army of 50,000 people to rescue; the general's army of 30,000 people will continue to attack Wancheng. The continuous attack on the city for two months has left Kunyang's defense empty, and Kunyang will be defeated!"
Liu Yandao: "I am willing to obey the general!"
Liu Yan was too lazy to argue or say anything. It seemed that his IQ would drop if he talked too much with Wang Kuang.
In the afternoon, Wang Kuang led 50,000 soldiers and horses to evacuate Wancheng and ran away. There were only 30,000 Chung Ling troops left outside the city, and there were also 30,000 Wancheng defenders. They no longer had an advantage in terms of strength.
.Next, there is no hope of conquering Wancheng.
"Wang Kuang was so smart. He let Wang Feng guard Kunyang and trapped me under Nanyang City. He borrowed a knife to kill people and got rid of the two of us. But he took the opportunity to monopolize power and fled away. It is not unwise!" Liu Yan thought:
"It's a pity that we can't conquer Wancheng, but we can escape there!"
The only chance of winning is to conquer Wancheng!
If Wancheng cannot be conquered, even if they escape to the mountains, they will not have much chance of survival. Maybe the court will not need to take action, but some younger brothers will step forward, cut off their heads, and give them to Wang Yi.
In this battle, there is only life and death, no victory or defeat.
Losing means death.
"Call for war!" Liu Yan said calmly: "The defenders of Wancheng should be confident and go out of the city to fight!"
War drums rumble!
The 30,000-strong army formed a formation and constantly invited battle.
Yan He, the prefect of Wancheng, said: "The rebels have retreated. There are less than 30,000 rebels in the city. If they attack, they will be defeated!"
"No!" General Yingjia said calmly: "Da Sikong has led his army to Kunyang. Kunyang will fall soon. At that time, the army will approach Wancheng. Only by joining forces can we defeat the thieves!"
Yan He said: "The thieves were frightened and fled away. We should send troops to pursue them. The opportunity must not be missed. It will never come again!"
General Shinjia continued to persuade, and Yan He was stubborn. He led 20,000 soldiers and horses, and rushed over through the opened city gate. Liu Yan smiled, waved his command flag, and the army slowly changed into a cone shape.
, waiting for the enemy to attack.
kill!
Yan He was not weak in strength. He was a martial saint. He commanded 20,000 soldiers and horses to attack and attack. They rushed towards the Chung Ling army in unison and in an endless slaughter.
Boom boom boom!
It's like torrents colliding together, weapons colliding, swords clashing, soldiers falling one by one, rushing forward one by one, mixed with each other, and constantly colliding.
"Overlord's marksmanship!"
Liu Yan shook the spear, and the muscles all over his body trembled, turning into tens of thousands of pounds of strength; the true energy in the meridians surged, converging on the spear like a tide, blooming a green spear light, about one foot long, which can be quickly converged
It was flowing, condensing, condensing on the spear, and suddenly green flames were rising on the spear.
The divine will of war burst out and blessed the spear. The spear, which originally looked like a dead thing, seemed to have a soul and life, and emitted a crisp dragon roar.
On the spear, patterns flashed and floated around it, stimulating the power of heaven and earth. Blessed on the spear, the spear became more powerful and magical. It seemed to be turned into a weapon of heavenly punishment, in charge of the punishment of all living beings and the laws of all things.
Law.
The spear was swinging, the sound of tearing air was heard, and the roar of the spear was like a dragon falling from the sky. The void became oppressive, and the murderous aura pressed against the surroundings. Before the confrontation, the surrounding soldiers felt a sense of suffocation.
.
Involuntarily, he stepped back a hundred steps away.
This kind of battle is not something they can participate in!
"Eight Breaks of the Wind!"
Yan He's long sword flashed, and the light of the sword was like snow. Wherever the long sword went, the sword energy turned into a wind blade and swept forward. The wind blades continued to gather and slashed towards Liu Yan, showing a strength that was not inferior to Liu Yan's.
Strong strength.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Long knives and spears clashed, one pursued extreme speed, the other pursued domineering, they were fighting together in an instant, and they were separated in an instant.
There is no ostentatious sword spirit, no show off color, the power is restrained to the extreme, becoming simple and plain, as ordinary as a mortal. Every move is powerful and powerful, every move is extremely fast, the battle is thrilling and unusual, and you can see it in an instant.
Life and death, Yin and Yang are determined in an instant.
"You are not as good as me after all!"
After fighting dozens of moves, they gradually gained a slight advantage, and the balance of victory was turning. Yan He said coldly. He is a late-stage Martial Saint, while Liu Yanjing is only a mid-stage Martial Saint. After such a fierce battle, it's okay.
.
"It's you who will die!"
Liu Yan sneered and said, activating the spirit of war, he immediately connected with the aura of the military formation at the rear. They were indistinguishable from each other and merged into one. The aura of 30,000 soldiers blessed him, like a surging flame and a trace of power.
Blessings be upon him.
Suddenly, the aura on his body continued to rise, reaching the late stage of the Martial Saint and the peak of the Martial Saint.
At the moment when the Martial Saint was at his peak, violent zhenqi was rushing around his body, and Liu Yan suddenly felt like he was exploding, as if his body was about to be torn apart.
With the help of the military formation, Liu Yan reached the peak of the Martial Saint in terms of strength, but in terms of speed, agility, soul strength, and physical strength, he was still in the middle stage of the Martial Saint.
Many of them have shortcomings, but only one strong point.
brush!
"Overlord's spear skills, sweeping away thousands of armies!"
Liu Yan swept forward with one move and was extremely domineering.
"not good!"
Yan He sensed danger and quickly dodged, but was eventually hit by the spear. The spear shattered the Qi defense, shattered the armor defense, and hit Yan He.
boom!
A big pit appeared on the ground. Yan He's internal organs were shattered and turned into a ball of flesh, and he was already dead.
Afterwards, the strength in his body quickly faded, and he transformed into the middle stage of the Martial Saint again. His body was still slightly weak, but he still waved his spear and said: "Kill!"
Suddenly, the Chung Ling Army came in pursuit. The Wancheng defenders were defeated, and all 20,000 troops were destroyed.
The next day, the drums sounded again, and the 30,000 Chung Ling troops were organized, carrying ladders one by one, and attacked Wancheng again, shouting to kill. In yesterday's battle, the main 20,000 troops in Wancheng were annihilated, leaving less than 10,000 remnants.
The army is still trapped in Wancheng.
This battle must be won!
With endless self-confidence, the Chung Ling Army besieged and advanced.
The first day, failed!
The next day, it failed!
On the third day, failed!
The battle lasted for three days, and countless soldiers and generals were lost, but Wancheng was still strong and not formidable.
On the wall of Wancheng, a silver-armored general was constantly patrolling. It was originally a rabble, but when combined, the rabble was still a rabble, but it withstood the attack of the Chung Ling Army for three days and was as solid as a rock.
"Wancheng, who is the general of the garrison?" Liu Yan asked.
A surrendering general said: "Wancheng, Cen Peng!"
"What's his origin?" Liu Yan asked.
The surrendering general said: "Cen Peng is a famous general, and his talent is comparable to that of our great ancestor Xia Houying. Grand Administrator Yan wanted to send troops, but Cen Peng said no. As expected, Grand Administrator Yan was defeated and died!"
"Cen Peng lives up to his talents as a famous general!"
Liu Yan said.
“I don’t know what’s going on with Kunyang!”
I couldn't help but think of Kunyang and my younger brother Liu Xiu.
Kunyang is being surrounded, and there is not much time left for him.
Suddenly, Liu Yan felt palpitations and restlessness. The warrior called it a whim...could it be that his third brother was in danger?