"Hey-hey-hey-"

"Boom-boom-"

At the city gate, a large group of wind soldiers were crowded there, and on the siege vehicle, a huge wooden stake, the front end of which was sharpened and nailed with iron sheets, was being pushed by a group of soldiers in unison, and slammed into the city gate.

Inside the city gate, there were not only several stout wooden bolts, but also a group of Zhang sergeants, crowded inside the gate, using their shoulders against the city gate.

With each impact, the gates shook violently.

At the head of the city, there were soldiers who threw arrows down or threw down logs and stones, and from time to time there were soldiers who howled miserably and fell to the ground, or were killed by a boulder.

But despite this, it couldn't stop the rhythm of the wind army's siege of the city, and around the huge wooden stake, a soldier died, and other soldiers immediately went up behind him, and the city gate was always under a huge impact.

This is just the tip of the battlefield.

And the reason why Nie Heng wrote the blood book at this time was because the city defenses everywhere had gradually presented an irresistible situation.

Just when the sun was about to set in the west and the sky was orange, Zhao Chuan was finally the first to attack the city.

And the position he attacked was not far from Nie Heng, as soon as he jumped on the city, he even split a few people, and then, no one looked for it, no one paid attention to it, and went straight to Nie Heng!

You know, he is now a centurion with the title of earl, which is a great shame for Zhao Chuan! At this time, he was even more earnest, and when he saw Nie Heng, it was like seeing glittering gold.

Nie Heng is the president of the 400,000 Zhang Army, if he can capture him, not to mention that the three times are too big, even five times, he can also write it off!

And the Zhang army on the city wall, seeing that a general was killed, was running towards the position of the commander, how could people let Zhao Chuan rush to kill in front of Nie Heng, a partial general pointed at Zhao Chuan with a war knife, and shouted: "Stop him!" Give it all to me! Stop this man! ”

With his order, the Zhang army on the city wall didn't care about the wind army that was attacking the city for a while, and turned around one after another, aiming their guns at Zhao Chuan.

"Death !!to those who stand in my way"

Zhao Chuan shouted, his footsteps did not stop, he danced the big knife in his hand frantically, and everywhere he passed, blood flew everywhere, and he howled miserably.

Ah! What a great general! Seeing this, General Zhang Jun couldn't help but scream, and while beckoning more Zhang Jun to come forward, he also personally joined the battle group.

But the two brushes in his hand were really not worth mentioning in front of Zhao Chuan. While facing the siege of countless Zhang soldiers, Zhao Chuan's footsteps were not hindered at all, and when he went down, he often cut down a piece, not one or two people.

The general of the Zhang Army, who only had two moves with Zhao Chuan, was cut off from the weapon in his hand, and then held the crooked helmet and began to hug his head.

And as Zhao Chuan rushed to the head of the city, completely disrupting the enemy's defensive formation, more and more Feng soldiers also climbed up the ladder, and then joined the battle group.

On the head of the city, the more the fighting became, the more chaotic it became.

Under the city, there is no random arrows and stones on the city, and the impact on the city gate is even more fierce!

"Get out of the way! I got it! ”

With a loud shout, Xia Houjie threw away the giant axe directly, then quickly took off his armor, took off his shirt, spit two mouthfuls of spit on his left and right palms with his bare arms, and then pushed everyone away, one person hugged the huge wooden stake, and began to grit his teeth and hit the city gate fiercely!

His height was originally nearly two meters, his shoulders were big and his waist was round, like a small mountain, at this time, he was shirtless, with all his strength, his face was red and his neck was thick, his neck was bruised, and the muscles on his arms were bulging, and the eyes of the Feng sergeant next to him were straight.

"Boom-boom-"

With all his might, the force of the impact of the stakes was even greater than before, and the city gate shook even more violently, and the dust and sawdust on the gate began to fall down one after another.

On the city wall, Zhao Chuan was still fighting with a wide open and closed, and as more and more Feng soldiers joined the battle group, Zhao Chuan couldn't help but feel less pressure, and the pace under his feet became more urgent.

Soon, he killed not far from Nie Heng twenty meters, at this time, Zhao Chuan also worked even harder, and while slashing over several Zhang soldiers with one sword, he also roared angrily:

"Nie Heng! You take your life—"

At this time, Nie Heng was still roaring and commanding Zhang Jun to resist, hearing this cry like thunder, he immediately turned his head and saw Zhao Chuan, who was covered in blood and as miserable as a ghost, he couldn't help but subconsciously gasp!

But as soon as he came back to his senses, Zhao Chuan was already close to the front, and he waved a big knife and aimed it at his neck, which was a vicious knife.

Nie Heng is not a powerless general like Xiao Wang and Su Muzhi, in Zhang Guo, he is a famous civil and military officer.

Zhao Chuan slashed, he didn't have time to dodge, he could only hold the hilt of the sword with both hands, raise the sword horizontally, grit his teeth and take it hard, and the boss's sword is also of excellent material, far from being comparable to ordinary war knives, Zhao Chuan's big knife, although it weighs dozens of catties, under his full strength, it is enough to open the stele and crack the stone, but it still failed to cut Nie Heng's war sword, but it made Nie Heng's body slam down, his shoulder collapsed, and the other blade of the war sword almost cut his shoulder.

Ah! This man has a lot of strength!

Nie Heng screamed in his heart, tried his best, his shoulders rose sharply, and he flicked Zhao Chuan's big knife away, and then fought together.

The two of you come and go, the more they fight, the more frightened Nie Heng becomes, after a few more moves, Nie Heng once again blocked Zhao Chuan's big knife, and while resisting hard, he also gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is under the feet!?" ”

"I am Zhao Chuan, the general of the Great Wind and Heavenly Might!" Zhao Chuan also bit his steel teeth and pressed the big knife downward.

Oops, it turns out that this person is Zhao Chuan! Nie Heng was secretly frightened, at this time, there was a sudden commotion at the city gate, with an earth-shattering loud noise, under the full impact of Xiahou Jie, the city gate of the Tiger Pass finally burst open!

"Kill—"

The earth-shattering shouts filled the audience at once, and Nie Heng was also a little distracted because of this change, but he was distracted, but Zhao Chuan was not distracted!

With a miserable scream, Nie Heng's hand was weak, and he was pressed down by Zhao Chuan, and at the same time, one of his arms was cut off!

"Ahh

Nie Heng held the sword in one hand, took a few steps backwards, fell to the ground with a broken arm, and the helmet on his head was knocked to the ground at some point, at this time, he was covered with blood, his facial features were distorted, and he was as miserable as a ghost, and pointed at Zhao Chuan with his sword, and shouted miserably:

"Zhao Chuan! I'm fighting with you! Kill—"

"Nie Heng! Today is your day of death! ”

His appearance is scary enough, but Zhao Chuan is not false at all, and with a loud shout, he has already rushed towards him again.

(End of chapter)