Zhang Niujiao flew over the city wall and slashed an enemy soldier with a single sword.

Dozens of steps in front of Zhang Niujiao, Wang Dang and his personal guards were fighting all the way and moving forward bravely. The defenders of the city could not resist and retreated step by step.

Seeing the commander take the lead and fight to fight on the city wall, the soldiers under the city were so excited that their blood boiled, and they braved the sky full of arrows and stones like a tide in the deafening roar, and quickly climbed the ladder, frantically attacking the city, besieging the city, and being brave and invincible. More soldiers climbed over the walls and tore through one defensive point after another of the defenders. The Yellow Turbans gradually occupied a long stretch of the defensive side of the city wall.

Zhang Niujiao was very sure of capturing the city of Gauntland, because he was very confident in his siege strategy. He used ten days to launch a continuous attack on the city of Gauntlet, consuming a large number of defensive forces of the defenders. Now, according to his optimistic estimates, there are still 2,000 defenders in the city of Gauntlet, which is already very good. From midnight, the Wulu and Bai Huanbu of the South Gate concentrated their forces according to his requirements, and kept attacking the city of Gaunt, so that the enemy mistakenly thought that the main direction of attack of the Yellow Turban Army was the South Gate, and took the opportunity to attract the enemy's defensive forces and paralyze the enemy, and then at the right time, Prince Sun and Wang Dangbu launched a thunderous blow at the west city gate, striving to take the city wall once, and then the troops developed in depth in the city to seize the city wall. Therefore, seeing that the plan to encircle and destroy the leopards was already difficult to complete, he immediately returned to the west gate and organized a most fierce attack.

Wang Dang's sword was bloody and tragic, and the blockers were invincible. The attendants who followed the king were like bloodthirsty beasts, roaring, their weapons raging, and they did not care for their own lives. The archers who followed closely behind, under the cover of the soldiers in the front row, shot batch after batch of long arrows at the officers and soldiers who were stubbornly resisting at the fastest speed.

On the city wall, the corpses of soldiers on both sides were lying in various postures, horizontal and vertical, piled up on the top of the city wall about three zhang wide. The ground was covered with a thick layer of blood, and the fluttering snowflakes kept covering them with their own white light veil, only to be stained red again by more blood spurting out everywhere.

The defending soldiers were like a bunch of madmen who had lost their minds, covered in blood, and their blood-red eyes were wide open, eager to tear apart the enemy in front of them. They roared wildly, waved their bloody weapons, and rushed up again and again, dying, rushing up, dying again.

Zhang Niujiao was like an enraged bison, his facial muscles twisted with hatred, his eyes seemed to erupt with scorching flames, and his sword was like lightning flying in the air. Every time a knife goes down, it ends a fresh life; With every step forward, the corpses of the enemy were trampled.

"Kill ......" Zhang Niujiao waved his knife and roared, fighting fiercely at the forefront of the battlefield.

Sun Qin climbed the city wall with the third group of assault soldiers. "Formation, formation immediately......" Sun Qin shouted loudly as he commanded the soldiers to quickly occupy the area that had already been captured by the Yellow Turban Army.

Under the city walls, the war drums of victory suddenly sounded. The sound of the drums was fierce and violent, and the sound spread throughout the wilderness, shaking the entire Xichengmen battlefield.

The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers was suddenly boosted, and they shouted in unison, and the heartfelt cheers almost wiped out the wind and snow in an instant.

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Guo Yu panted and rushed into the city gate tower, shouting loudly: "My lord, the city wall is lost, let's retreat quickly!" ”

Feng Yi sat calmly on the chair, glanced at Guo Yu with a frightened face, and reached out to hand over a wrapped bamboo slip.

"This is the recital of the Imperial Court."

Guo Yu took it and called anxiously, "My lord, let's go." ”

Feng Yi stood up and asked casually, "Go?" Where to go? ”

"North Gate, go from North Gate. Lord Li's troops are fighting fiercely with the army of more than 100,000 ant thieves outside the east gate, and all the ant thieves at the north gate have rushed to the east gate to join the battle, so there is no enemy in the direction of the north gate now, and we can withdraw safely," Guo Yu said loudly, "My lord, let's go, Pan Duwei's troops are at the corner of the street, ready to escort the adults to evacuate quickly." ”

Feng Yi shook his head, and as he walked out, he said: "Lord Li, regardless of his own safety, resolutely rushed to the rescue of Gall Tao with 10,000 iron horses, and his sacrifice to die and regarded the 200,000 Yellow Turban thieves as ants is impressive. Didn't you learn something from it? ”

Guo Yu's face suddenly turned red, and his face showed shame.

Feng Yi walked to the door and looked at the soldiers on both sides who were fighting fiercely dozens of steps away.

"Lord Li rushed to the gall with the iron cavalry and took the initiative to invite the main force of the Yellow Turban Army, the purpose of which is so that we can defend the city today. We stayed until tonight, and we won. You know why? Feng Yi asked.

Guo Yu's expression moved, and he suddenly realized, and shouted excitedly: "My lord, this is the glimmer of life you are talking about? ”

Feng Yi nodded. He pointed to the battlefield where the killing sound shook the sky, and said calmly: "You can let Captain Pan Du come up with the troops." ”

After Guo Yu was excited, he was immediately pulled back to the cruel reality by the bloody battlefield in front of him. The defenders have been wiped out, the walls have fallen, and there is no room for recovery.

"My lord, we only have a thousand people from Pan Duwei now, and even if we replenish it, it will be difficult to recapture the city wall. My lord, let's get out. ”

Feng Yi shook his head slowly, his expression resolute. He took a few steps forward, pointed to an open space, and said, "Go and bring the chair, and I'll sit here." ”

"My lord......" Guo Yu was shocked, knelt down with a "plop", and begged bitterly: "My lord, let's go......"

More than a dozen guards who had been standing guard at the door also knelt down at the same time and shouted: "My lord, you go quickly, we will stay, and resolutely block the enemy......

Feng Yi glanced at Guo Yu with a cold expression, and said loudly: "You dare to delay the military plane?" ”

Guo Yu was helpless, kowtowed to him three times with a sad expression, and ran down the city wall like a fly.

"Bring the chair." Feng Yi said lightly.

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Wang Dang was stabbed in the thigh with a spear from his enemy.

He screamed, and the sword in his hand stabbed into the enemy's chest, and at the same time, his body froze, and he took a step back. The comrades behind him immediately filled his empty position and slashed the enemy soldiers on the opposite side with a single sword. When the three or four soldiers defending the city saw Wang Dang staggering, they seemed to be unable to support it, and immediately rushed forward, swords and guns at the same time. The two comrades-in-arms beside Wang Dang couldn't resist and were cut to the ground one after another. Wang Dang barely blocked two swords, and then took a step back. At this moment, a spear suddenly broke through the human wall and stabbed Wang Dang's throat at a rapid speed. Wang Dang was caught off guard, and as he watched, he opened his mouth and let out a wild scream.

Zhang Niujiao roared angrily, held the knife in both hands, jumped up, and slashed down at the enemy soldier who was holding the flying thorn. Immediately, blood splattered, and a big head flew sideways. The spear paused in the air. Wang Dang couldn't support it, his legs were weak, and he knelt down on one leg. At the same time, the spear continued unabated, and slammed into the soldiers behind Wang Dang.

Zhang Niu's horns stood horizontally, and he raised his eyes and looked forward.

Suddenly, he saw Feng Yi, sitting on a chair, looking as usual.

Zhang Niujiao suddenly raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill Feng Yi, kill him......"

This roar was like a thunderbolt in the air, which shocked the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. Everyone looked up almost at the same time.

Feng Yi, the biggest enemy of the Yellow Turban Army. It was he who dissected the coffin and killed the corpse in Guangzong, cut off Zhang Jiao's head and sent it to Luoyang, Kyoto; It was he who killed all the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong City; It was he who slaughtered thousands of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

Anger exploded suddenly.

Zhang Niujiao, Wang Dang, all the guards and guards, and all the Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly burst out with a heart-rending roar: "Kill ......"

In an instant, the officers and soldiers seemed to have fallen into a group of crazy wolves, they were torn, gnawed, devoured by the ferocious wild wolves, blood was splashed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody and cruel. Kill, kill with your life, kill one after another.

Layers of officers and soldiers were pounced on by the yellow turban soldiers with fangs and claws, drowned, and hacked to death.

Zhang Niujiao was stabbed three times, blood poured out from his neck and shoulders, but he had lost his mind, he was completely ignited and detonated by hatred, and he didn't know what pain was. At this time, he only had Feng Yi in his eyes, and he only had to kill and kill Feng Yi in his heart.

He tried his best, forgetting his life and death, and finally hacked to death the last guard who stood in front of Feng Yi.

Feng Yi sat in the chair, covered with a thin layer of snow. His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhang Niujiao, who was covered in blood, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Niujiao was like a ferocious tiger, and his head let out an earth-shattering roar. He held the knife in both hands, and with all the strength of his body, he slashed it with one sword.

Long arrows, long arrows full of sky, suddenly came out of the wind and snow.

Zhang Niujiao didn't realize it, he held a knife in one hand and Feng Yi's head in the other, facing the wind and snow sky, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Master......"

The long arrow let out a breathtaking roar, and it hit with a "......".

The roar of the horns abruptly stopped. His body shook violently, and a dozen long arrows pierced him in an instant.

Zhang Niujiao held a knife in one hand and Feng Yi's head in the other, looking up at the snowy sky, with a pair of murderous eyes wide, and died suddenly.

The officers and soldiers who were fighting bloody near the city gate tower, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were all killed by the long arrows that roared into the sky.

Sun Qin and the soldiers, who were dozens of steps away, stared wide-eyed and dumbfounded, and their minds went blank.

Pan Feng's figure suddenly appeared on the city wall, he held a big axe high, and shouted at the soldiers who rushed from the corridor: "Kill...... Ah......h

Sun Qin's tears gushed out, he raised his sword, and almost cried out: "Kill, kill, kill......"

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