Xiao Shuai's war knife slashed down and chopped on an old man's chest. Immediately, his war knife was firmly grasped in the hands of the black and thin old man with a pair of dry wood-like hands. He roared, drawing his knife with all his strength. The old man's two hands were grabbed on the blade, which was already drenched in blood, and he was pulled hard, and his fingers were broken. The old man didn't say a word, and suddenly rushed forward, allowing the enemy's sword to penetrate his entire body. Now don't talk about drawing the knife, this knife almost didn't even sink into the old man's chest. A middle-aged man shouted, jumped up, and grabbed his neck. At the same time, his left hand clenched into a fist and slammed into the face of a young man who pounced on him. The young man howled, his body flew up, and his facial bones were shattered inch by inch with a punch. His right leg flew up and kicked a middle-aged man in the crotch head-on. The man didn't even scream, but flew out and died. Then his left hand and right leg were pounced on and grabbed tightly. No matter how this Xianbei handsome man beats and kicks, no matter how their own blood sprays wildly, the two of them just beat to death and don't let go.

His knife was stuck in the old man's chest, and his neck, left hand, and right leg were all held by the enemy. He discarded his knife and swung his right fist into the enemy who was stuck in his neck in the back. He was already feeling more and more difficult to breathe. Blood sprayed out with a back-and-forth blow from his right fist. The old man in front of him fell.

Xiao Shuai's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw four spears stabbing at the same time from different angles, and there was no way to dodge.

Four spears rushed silently towards his chest like poisonous snakes. The spear pierced into his body with Xiao Shuai's desperate and terrible cry, piercing his body. Xiao Shuai's eyes widened in horror as he saw that he was being raised high by four spears, and blood flowed down the shaft of the spear like water.

He saw that Yuwen Tong nearby raised his head and looked at him, with a shocked face, seeing that he was surrounded by four or five war knives, between the flashes of knife light, flesh and blood flying, seeing him being cut to the ground, seeing more than a dozen Xianbei soldiers climbing over the obstacles, saving Yuwen Tong in time, dragging the bloodstained Yuwen Tong out of the battlefield, and seeing the Xianbei soldier who walked at the end dancing with a war knife in one hand and waving Yuwen Tong's bloody leg with combat boots in the other.

There were more and more Xianbei soldiers, and the archers were caught in them, shooting cold arrows from time to time. Under the cover of their comrades-in-arms, more than a dozen Xianbei soldiers tenaciously and resolutely built a human ladder, ready to pull out the latch on the city gate. The Han soldiers aimed at them and fired long arrows non-stop. After paying more than a dozen lives, the Xianbei people finally succeeded in erecting a human ladder more than three zhang high, and quickly pulled out heavy door latches from behind the city gate. The gates of the city are about to be opened.

The defensive formation on the western city wall completely collapsed after a dozen defensive points were broken through. A soldier who took over as he continued to command the battle immediately ordered the remaining personnel to form three blocking formations and hold firmly at the staircase passage. Without fighting to the last man, no enemy will be allowed to break through the last line of defense.

The drums sounded, dull and desolate. It was announcing to all the Han soldiers that the western wall of the South Gate was about to fall. If there are reinforcements left, come and help.

When Liu Yu heard the sound of war drums for the alarm, he was anxious and returned to the city gate tower with a few soldiers. He looked at the Han army on the west city wall, his brows were deeply locked, and he was at a loss.

He stood silently like a clay man, as if he had not heard the sound of the drums, and looked motionless at the bloody battlefield above and below the city.

He occasionally looked up at the sky. The night sky was the darkest time before dawn.

The heroic commander Murong Feng personally climbed the city wall with the reserve soldiers, preparing to make the final blow and completely defeat the stubborn defense of the Han army on the western city wall. Through the superiority in numbers, the Xianbei people concentrated their superior forces, continuously and sleeplessly aimed at a point of the Han army's defensive front, carried out key attacks, and finally successfully tore a hole in the defensive front of Yuyang City. Now this gap has become a huge gap, and what is needed now is to make another cut in this gap to completely defeat the overall defense of the Han army. Occupying Yuyang City has gradually become a reality.

Murong Feng roared, and with a hundred soldiers who were alive and well, like tigers out of a cage, they fiercely pounced on the Han army. The soldiers of the Han army lined up on the three-zhang wide city wall, forming a dense defensive formation, never taking a step back. The Xianbei people are like hitting an iron plate, and it is difficult to shake it at all. With each further step, they had to step on the corpses of soldiers on both sides. The Han soldiers only fell, and there were no retreats.

The gates were slowly opened.

Fifty paces away from the gate, the Xianbei soldiers let out an earth-shattering cheer, roaring, shouting, and rushing towards the gate in a frenzy.

Liu Yu closed his eyes in pain. He knew that Yuyang City was about to fall, and the overall defense of Yuyang City had collapsed due to the loss of the western city wall and the loss of the city gate.

The fall of Yuyang City is imminent.

Li Hong led 3,200 horsemen to the outside of Yuyang City on the eve of dawn.

The fire outside Yuyang City soared into the sky, and the huge flames flew into the air from time to time, and the firelight reflected on the majestic city, illuminating the bloody battlefield to the slightest. The figures on the city wall flew over, and the army of the Xianbei people under the city wall was neatly arranged, waving flags. The fierce fighting, the loud horns, the rapid and fierce war drums, and the noisy and noisy shouts all converged to form a huge roar, as if the night had opened a bloody mouth roaring.

The cavalry vaguely saw that the battle flag of the Great Han Kingdom was still dancing wildly in the night wind, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xian Yufu let out a long sigh of relief. Finally, he lived up to Lord Liu's trust, and at the most critical time in Yuyang City, he brought all the rescuers who could be moved, and brought them to the foot of Yuyang City unconsciously.

It was night and he looked at the dense crowd of soldiers behind him. Everyone's mood was heavy, and their worried faces were full of nervousness and worry. He slowly turned his gaze to Li Hong.

Li Hong was riding on a black panther and was carefully observing the battlefield in the distance. The long hair that fell over his shoulders fluttered with the night breeze from time to time.

He doesn't like to wear a helmet, he doesn't like it naturally, he has always insisted on wearing his hair and not wearing a crown, which has caused many subordinates to put forward opinions, thinking that it will damage his image, and if he meets his boss, he will be mistaken for being uneducated and impolite. Li Hong took it as the wind in his ears and didn't listen to it at all. Xian Yufu and Yan Rou, who had not been friends with him for a long time but hit it off at first sight, also persuaded him to change his habits a little. Now he is in the Great Han Kingdom, not in the desolate prairie. He was still an officer who received a thousand stone salaries a month, and he was no longer a slave of the Xianbei people. He should no longer keep his sloppy appearance and habits as a slave, which will affect his promotion and future. Li Hong laughed lonely: "What future can I have?" lives a life of licking blood from the knife every day, and may die at any time. Future? Li Hong pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "For me, there is nothing, including my own life." Today I live, tomorrow maybe I will die. Don't think too much, live your day happily, that's the reality. ”

Li Hong waved to the few soldiers who were following him, Xian Yufu, Yan Rou beckoned, and everyone urged the horses to gather together.

"The Xianbei people went crazy and didn't let the troops rest day and night to attack Yuyang City. It's a lot cheaper for us. Although we had come from a long journey and the soldiers were very hard, we were not yet exhausted. On the other hand, Xianbei people are probably too tired to stand up now. Everyone laughed when they saw Li Hong's extremely exaggerated appearance.

"Everyone has watched it for a long time, let's talk about it, how to fight?" Li Hong seemed to have made up his mind, and looked at everyone with a smile and said.

Beard said with a big grin, "We suddenly rushed out of the place where the black goo rumbled, and we scared them to death." The victory was assured. ”

Sisi's steady Zhao Wen also shouted arrogantly: "Everyone is lined up in a line charging formation, killing when you meet someone, cutting when you meet someone, where you still need to fight." ”

Xian Yufu and Yan Rou exchanged a look of admiration. At such a time, this person still has the leisure to discuss combat methods with everyone, and he is either an idiot who knows nothing, or a brave man who has great courage. Li Hong is undoubtedly the latter kind of person. With a casual move, he lured away all the Xianbei scouts who were monitoring near the Baoqiu River. Seeing everyone crossing the river slowly and with a smile on their faces, you can't help but admire people's minds are good and talented.

Jade, Yan Wuxing, Wu Zhao sat on the horse, with a look of bowing down and obeying orders, not only did he not want to use his brain, but he didn't even bother to speak.

Li Hong looked at Xian Yufu and Yan Rou.

"The archery troops of the Xianbei people are all concentrated on the first line under the city. The troops ready to take over the attack were on standby on the second line. At the back of the line were soldiers who had just been removed from the city walls. Its overall defensive formation is maintained very neatly, and in the event of an emergency, it can respond quickly in a short period of time. I think we should attack it from the side, and it will have very good results. Xian Yufu put forward his own opinions and suggestions without hurrying.

Several of Li Hong's subordinates immediately looked at him intently, secretly admiring him in their hearts. The Gong Cao of the Assassin Mansion is engaged in it, and he really has real talent and real learning.

"Attacking its flanks is bound to not be encircled and annihilated. In my opinion, the losses of Murong Ji's troops in the siege battle for many days must have been very serious, and at most half of the 8,000 men and horses remained. Counting by the number of people, it is not much different from us. In this case, we adopted the method of outflanking and encircling them to raid them, as long as the tactics are used properly, we can completely annihilate them under Yuyang City. Yan Rou immediately retorted. This person was brave and fearless, bold and careful, and even put forward a bold idea of annihilating the enemy army, which made Zhao Wen and several people stunned. Hu Zi Weijun and he knew each other in his early years, and when he heard the words, he immediately gave him a thumbs up, which means that you are really good, amazing, Lao Tzu is convinced.

"My lord, how can you be sure that the Xianbei people have lost at least four thousand people?" Yan Wuxing looked in the direction of Yuyang City, looking left and right, but he couldn't see how the army of the Xianbei people could only have four thousand people.