The Han soldiers immediately found that the sound of shouting and screaming suddenly filled the entire city tower. Before they could sprinkle the water to extinguish the fire, the five hundred soldiers of the Yuwentong organization had already lined up into the firing range and started round after round of salvo fire at the city gate. The dense long arrows shot down a large number of Han soldiers who were running back and forth on the city tower and preparing to put out the fire. Many of the people who had helped defend the city also died on the tower of the city, carrying clay basins full of water.

Liu Yu heard the noise of people outside, and motioned for a few guards to go out to see if the enemy had started attacking the city gate tower again.

The guard who walked in front quickly opened the door, and he saw a rain of arrows in the sky. Before he could shout, more than a dozen long arrows had already whizzed into his body. The guard let out a terrified roar, and then fell several steps back from the massive inertia force of the arrow, falling on his back. At the same time, countless long arrows were like iron nails, making a dull and powerful "knock" sound, and they were fiercely nailed to the stone floor of the city wall, on the roofs of the city towers, on the pillars, on the windows, on the doors, and smashed on the ground near the door in the house, and then bounced up and scattered in all directions. It was like hail on the entire city gate, and there was a deafening roar.

The remaining guards were quick to see and quickly pounce in front of Liu Yu one by one, erecting a human wall in front of him.

The Han soldiers knew that if the fire burned, it would definitely hurt the city gates. After an initial panic, they immediately calmed down. Under the cover of shield soldiers, some soldiers began to continue to carry water to the city wall, and then the defenders lying on the battlements of the city wall threw water and tile basins down together.

Yu Wentong led a group of strong bow archers, and from time to time fired flaming rockets into the doorway. Countless rockets were nailed to the sturdy and thick city gates, and they continued to burn.

"My lord, there are not enough arrows." It has not yet been half an hour, and the stock of long arrows in Yuwen Tong has basically been exhausted.

Yu Wentong shook his head helplessly, and ordered loudly: "Light the crashing car." ”

A hundred soldiers, led by Yuwen Tongdi, began to push the cart, accelerated, and ran. This was the eleventh time they had struck the gates of Yuyang City.

"Brothers, work hard, come on, kill......" Yu Wentong raised his head and shouted.

The speed at which the archer fires long arrows is noticeably faster. The shield soldiers cheered loudly, cheering on their comrades.

Yu Wentong looked at the fire-lit city gate, looked at the city gate that had begun to smoke everywhere, and suddenly a huge hatred that could not be contained rose from the bottom of his heart. It was this gate that mercilessly devoured the lives of four or five hundred warriors of the Horseman tribe today. His face contorted violently with anger. He gritted his teeth, hating to burn it, destroy it, crash it away.

"Ho-ho......" Yu Wentong shouted with all his strength.

"Ho Ho ......" The soldiers who were running at high speed were boiling with their blood one by one, and roared wildly with their leader.

"Ho ho ......" All the Xianbei soldiers downstairs at the city gate were all excited and roared.

The crashing car reached its maximum speed, and it was surrounded by a hundred big men, carrying a thunderous and invincible momentum, and let out a huge roar, rushing into the fire with unprecedented force, crashing into the city gate that was already covered in smoke.

"Boom......" There was a loud bang.

The towers are shaking, and the earth is shaking.

The smoke in the gatehouse was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind and scattered in all directions, and the flames in the gatehouse were raging and swaying and dancing violently in the wind.

Yu Wentong and his soldiers suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the city gate in disbelief. The city gate was miraculously knocked open with a hole, a huge hole.

Yu Wentong and the soldiers were dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes. Then they let out a great shout of joy and ran, roaring all the way, paying no more attention to the arrows and stones that were thrown from the towers. Braving the scorching heat, they stepped on the burning wood, rushed through the flames, and burrowed into the breaches of the city gates.

The city gate was broken, and Yuyang City was inadvertently opened a gap, a fatal gap.

Behind the city gate, the Han army stacked two one-person-high barrier walls with earthen bags. The purpose is also to prevent the city from being broken to hinder the charge of the enemy's cavalry units and delay the enemy's attack. The main street under the city walls is full of weapons, stones, and other tools for defending the city.

Some of the wounded soldiers and a large number of civilians who were busy on this street let out a terrifying cry of terror as if they had seen the devil.

The Xianbei soldiers began to fish through the large hole into Yuyang City, and then climbed over the barricade consisting of two obstacles. The Han soldiers began to shoot at the Hu people in the vicinity, and some of the civilians scattered and fled, while many more chose to take up arms and join the fight against the invaders.

Yu Wentong raised his sword and killed a Han soldier with a sword, and then swung his sword and flew several long arrows to cover his subordinates over the obstacles. In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty wolf-like enemy soldiers had already broken through the barricades and formed a defensive line. The swarming Han soldiers and the armed people of Yuyang City immediately launched an attack on them.

Liu Yu was taken aback when he heard the news, and immediately ordered the drumming to call the police, and at the same time sent people to ask the defenders on the east and west city walls to extend the defense line to the city gate tower.

Liu Yu led fifty soldiers to rush down the city tower as fast as he could.

The archers of the Qiqi tribe under the city immediately followed quickly, and some of them stopped thirty paces away from the city tower and continued to shoot at the city tower to suppress the counterattack of the Han soldiers. Some of them, under the cover of shield soldiers, approached the city gate and quickly entered the city through the gap. At the same time, the trumpeter blew the horn for a successful goal. The trumpeter message was then passed on one by one the trumpeters. In the dark night, for a time there was a high, cheerful trumpet sound everywhere.

A smile finally appeared on Murong Ji's gloomy face. He happily shouted to the heralds: "Order the troops, before dawn, take the western wall." ”

The Xianbei people, under the command of the loud horn of the charge, suddenly had a great morale boost, and the momentum of the attack was once again high. When the soldiers heard the news that the city gate had been breached, they all became excited, they roared, and waved their weapons to their heart's content, and rushed madly towards the city wall with an invincible momentum like a flood that had broken the embankment.

Liu Yu took the lead and rushed to the front of the team. He held high the battle flag of the Great Han Kingdom, held a sword in his hand, and kept shouting: "Follow me to kill the enemy...... For the sake of the Han Kingdom, for your homeland, for your relatives, kill ......"

The fleeing people saw their Lord Thorn Shi rushing to the enemy without fear, and they all involuntarily stopped. They were shocked by the battle flag of the Great Han Kingdom, inspired by Liu Yu's momentum, and moved by Liu Yu's shouts. They turned to follow him, the fear in their hearts vanishing with a wave of furious shouts.

The soldiers of Yuwentong gathered more and more around the city gate. More than a dozen soldiers are trying to move the dirt bags near the hole in the gate to make room for more soldiers to enter.

There are fifteen thick latches on the back of the three-zhang city gate from top to bottom, and there is no way to remove the thick and heavy door latches without a ladder to ascend, and there is no possibility of opening the city gate in a hurry. The place that had been struck by the force of the impact was estimated to have been damaged by dozens of repeated collisions that day, and was later burned by the fire, and finally became vulnerable, broken by the final blow of the crashing vehicle.

The captain of the hundred-man team who walked beside Liu Yu roared and led the soldiers to rush, and with full anger and without hesitation, they killed the enemy who was wantonly slaughtering living beings at the city gate.

The people picked up all kinds of weapons on the ground, and ran after them with hatred for the invaders.

Yu Wentong struggled to kill an enemy soldier, and when he looked up and saw a group of people rushing towards him, the joy in his heart suddenly disappeared.

The soldiers of the Han army rushed forward, and at this time there was no need to worry about life and death. If you die in battle, you will die, and if you fall a city, you will also die. Everyone let go of their hands and feet, stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, completely ignoring the weapons that cut at their bodies, and what they wanted to do was to kill people and kill Xianbei people.

Two soldiers surrounded an enemy. The Han soldiers, who were facing the enemy head-on, did not resist at all, allowing their swords to penetrate their bodies, and at the same time their own knives slashed at the enemy's waist and ribs in a roar. Another soldier gritted his teeth and sharpened off the enemy's head with his sword. Untrained ordinary people, who kill an enemy, often pay the price of several people. But no one flinched, the relatives and neighbors in front fell in a pool of blood, and the people who followed closely behind roared frantically, still rushing forward one after another. They don't know how to use weapons, they hold them in their hands, bite with their teeth, and use their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's steel weapons.

On the battlefield of flesh and blood, there is only the murderous aura that shocks the sky, only the soldiers who sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths, there is no fear, no crying, no retreat.

In the narrow space at the gate of the city, thousands of people were densely piled up, and everyone's anger and hatred were unleashed and erupted without limit.

Liu Yu was squeezed under the city wall by the surging flow of people, and no one noticed his existence anymore. Even the few guards who had been following him gave up protecting him and were at the front of the battlefield. He stared at the crowd that had lost his mind, and sadly at the pairs of brothers, father and son died under the butcher's knife of the enemy, and one ordinary good man after another fell to the ground. His tears flowed uncontrollably.

The common people, these respectable and lovely ordinary people, when they were most needed in the Great Han Kingdom, everyone did not hesitate to stand up and pay for their blood and lives without regrets. Suddenly, Liu Yu felt that he was really a mediocre and incompetent person. Since he came to Youzhou for more than a year, what has he done to these hard-working and kind people? The people are still poor, the scourge of war is still endless, and even in the winter that has just passed, thousands of people are starving to death and freezing to death in the ice and snow.

The little marshal under Yu Wentong must have regretted it very much now, his idea of burning the city gate had sent him to the brink of death. He was now trapped in the crowd at the gates.

He wielded his sword as hard as he could, intending to make a bloody path and join the rest of his companions. He had already heard Yuwen Tong calling him, and the voice was getting closer and closer, as if Yu Wentong was killing him to answer him.