Fu Hong laughed and waved his hand: "I know Murong Chong, when he was a palace slave, I knew that this person was so happy to save face, in order to take revenge, he would definitely enter the city in person, if he didn't enter the city himself, he would no longer be able to command his subordinates in the future, all the troops listened to the order, and all of them attacked, I wanted to capture Murong Chong alive!" ”

As he spoke, the first one jumped up, picked up the big bow, and roared, "Murong Chong, you are dead!" ”

Liu Yu's face changed, jumped up and wanted to hold down Fu Hong, but he was still a step late, with Fu Hong's upsurge, on the surrounding city walls, countless torches were suddenly planted, and the six or seven thousand archers who had been ambushed here for a long time, like ghosts, rushed out of the various dark caves under the city wall, the hidden soldier holes, bent their bows and arrows one by one, and even did not wait for Fu Hongxin's order, they scattered the arrows like raindrops to the Yan army in the urn city.

And the archers in the city at the same time as the arrows, within the walls of the urn city, also killed countless Qin infantry, these people have been in ambush here for several hours, and even from today's daytime guard, they have been hiding here, in order to find this opportunity to take revenge, in this cold winter night, they do not sleep, do not eat or drink, endure in darkness and loneliness, just for this moment, to avenge the blood of tens of thousands of relatives and friends who were killed by the pit during the day!

Fu Hong's arrow came out of his hand, but it was slightly blocked by Liu Yu's jump, and he was originally heading towards Murong Chong's face door, but because of a small disturbance, it deviated to the left by about half an inch, missing by a millimeter, a difference of thousands of miles, although it was not so exaggerated, but this arrow also deviated from the original trajectory, not hitting Murong Chong's face door, but "horn" sound, shooting his left shoulder.

This "Murong Chong" screamed, and Han Yan, who was opposite him, reflexively drilled directly under Murong Chong's horse's belly, this guy who has escaped from danger countless times, has an almost instinctive intuition for danger, and the ability to survive is amazing, even in such a dangerous ambush, he still reacted as soon as possible and hid in the safest place.

But the "Murong Chong" who was riding on the horse didn't have such good luck, his silver armor was too conspicuous, which made him the target of all the ambush soldiers, and in just an instant, he was hit by at least a hundred arrows, and together with the tall mount of the divine horse under him, it became an arrow stack full of feather arrows, and he was weakly paralyzed, but it just covered Han Yan's body.

Fu Hong saw Murong Chong in the middle, he laughed, he frantically wound the arrow, arrow after arrow, even the beads struck out, while shooting, he shouted: "The time for revenge has come!" Kill Murong Chong, kill Murong Chong! ”

Liu Yu sighed, he pulled out the big knife on his back, jumped into the city, "choked", the iron knife of Bailian Su came out of its sheath with the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, and his left hand shook, and the meteor sledgehammer shot out of his hand, and smashed a small colonel of Yan Jun who rushed out from the left side and wanted to sneak attack, so that his whole face was deformed, and the iron mask was broken into three pieces, which was embedded in the skull, and his head was also beaten like a broken watermelon, but his body still rushed forward three steps before falling to the ground.

Outside the gate of Zhangcheng, three miles away, Murong Yong looked at the urn city in the distance with a calm expression, a fire rushed to the sky, the sound of shouting and killing, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the sound of feather arrows breaking through the air was endless, and Murong Rou's face on the side was like earth, and his voice was trembling: "Right general, this, is this an ambush?" What now? ”

Murong Yong shook his head calmly: "Since it is an ambush, what else can I do?" Today's night attack is obviously not possible, and the people in the city can only ask for more blessings, and one by one can escape. ”

Murong Rou was surprised: "However, His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan and General Han are all inside." ”

Murong Yong smiled slightly: "Your Highness Rou, you should be glad that it is them now, not that we are trapped in the city, all we can do is pray for them." ”

Speaking of this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said sharply: "Order, all the witch wishes, now all of them are for me to do the law, curse the Qin army in the city, ask the soul of the ancestors, bless the soldiers of my Dayan, and be able to turn the danger into a disaster!" ”

As he spoke, he jumped off his horse, took off his helmet, knelt on his knees, spread his hands on top of his head, and then knocked his head to the ground together: "Great Xianbei ancestors, please accept the prayers of your children and grandchildren, bless our compatriots, and get through this difficult time safely!" ”

With his movements, the black pressure behind him was overwhelming, and the tens of thousands of Yan troops like a tide also followed suit, and began to dance with the crazy hands of the witches, and began this kind of blessing ceremony, and there was a mourning around him, and Murong Yong's face buried deep in the ground, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and muttered: "Liu Yu, you really didn't disappoint me, don't let Murong Chong go!" ”

In the city of Zhangcheng Wengcheng, Murong Chong's eyes were full of fear, he cheered himself up in his heart, and began to squeeze towards the city gate, just more than twenty steps away, he could see that Liu Yu was like a mad tiger, letting go of the killing, where he jumped, the severed limbs and stumps of the Yan army were flying in the air, and there were at least three strong men who were known as brave generals in the army, trying to step forward and fight one-on-one with this terrible killing god, but none of them could survive ten faces, although they also left a few scars on Liu Yu's body, But what they lost was their entire life, and it was only now, after seeing it with his own eyes, that Murong Chong knew how this guy who had established countless legends in Shuishui and Shouchun did those things, and this was not too late, at least he gave up the idea of defeating Liu Yu a quarter of an hour ago, and the only thing he thought about now was how to escape from this chaotic killing field.

But there are pros and cons to everything, the outfit of this small soldier allowed him to escape the death just now, but it also made him really identify with everyone now that he is a real small soldier, not the king of Zhongshan, no one makes way for him, no one protects his safety, and even several times, he has been squeezed down by other guys who want to escape from the city gate, and his life is almost lost.

Murong Chong gritted his teeth and yelled, "Go die!" ”

He threw away the long lance in his hand, in the melee in the dark night, this long weapon almost did not play a role, neither stabbed nor picked, fortunately, his close golden knife was still there, that was as the leader of the Yan army, a symbol of authority, and it was far sharper than the ordinary sword, and under such a crazy slash left and right, the people around him actually fell six or seven, and I don't know if it was the Qin army or the Yan army, the blood stained Murong Chong's body, and his demeanor was already crazy, killing a bloody road, probably referring to this.