Anyang City, West City Gate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In late autumn, the weeds are withered and yellow, and the autumn wind is cold.

Ouyang Shuo stood at the head of the city, staring at the enemy troops in the distance. Scarlet cloak, hunting in the wind. The cloak was specially sewn for him by Qing'er, which is not only waterproof, but also serves as a sleeping blanket.

Looking up, a big flag was waving in the wind, and the huge word "Lian" on the military flag was extremely dazzling.

Is it cheap?

Ouyang Shuo pondered, but he didn't think that he was an old friend again. He and the Yanhuang Alliance are really mortal enemies, and they can meet them wherever they go.

This time, there was no way back.

"Prince!"

Wang Feng walked over and bowed.

Ouyang Shuo nodded, didn't look back, and said, "Tell the sons and daughters to stick to it for a day." Reinforcements will arrive by tomorrow afternoon at the latest. ”

"No!"

Wang Feng answered, but did not leave.

"Huh?"

Wang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Prince, you are injured, please return to the City Lord's Mansion to command." The head of the city will be handed over to the last general, and it will definitely live up to the trust! ”

Ouyang Shuo shook his head.

"Prince!"

Wang Feng was a little anxious.

Ouyang Shuo waved his hand, "No need to say it again!" ”

"No!"

Wang Feng had no choice but to retreat, and Fang Cai's advice had consumed all his courage.

This battle is dangerous and uncertain, and Ouyang Shuo must personally sit in charge to boost morale.

It was a bloody battle.

It's okay, let's use it to test the results of Yu Linwei. Bai Qi once said that Xiang Yu's Jiangdong warriors can be ten with one. Ouyang Shuo believes that his Yulin Wei will not be weaker than the Jiangdong warriors.

"Someone!"

"In!"

"Erect the lord's banner at the head of the city, this city belongs to our mountain and sea city."

Ouyang Shuo's tone was unquestionable.

"No!"

The spirit of the guards was shocked and retreated.

In the Yulin Guard, there is a special flag officer, who is responsible for the lord flag.

When the lord's flag fluttered at the head of Anyang City, Yu Linwei had no way to retreat. At this moment, the three thousand feathers Lin Wei became unprecedentedly excited. In order to protect this flag, they will fight to the death.

In the distance, there was a thunderclap in the sky.

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"Look, my lord, the banner has been erected at the head of Anyang City!"

When Di Chen heard this, he looked up, his eyes froze, and then he was overjoyed: "Shanhai Flag, hey, it turned out to be Shanhai Flag." It's not that enemies don't meet. This time, it depends on where you are going. ”

"The whole army has it, and it is attacking Anyang City with all its might. Whoever is the first to ascend to the top of the city will be rewarded with a bounty of five hundred! ”

"No!"

Under the heavy reward, the morale of the whole army soared.

The mighty army came to the moat of Anyang City in an instant.

Anyang City is located on the north bank of Huanshui, and the other three sides lead to Huanshui to form a natural moat.

If you want to break Anyang City, you must first break the moat.

Long before the arrival of the army, the gate drawbridge had been pulled up.

After Gaia released the system patch, the player's storage bag could not be used in the campaign, and Emperor Chen naturally could not carry a large number of siege equipment.

What's more, in the eyes of Emperor Chen, Anyang City is just an empty city.

Therefore, although the 30,000-strong army was mainly made up of foot soldiers, it lacked sufficient siege equipment.

However, this is not difficult to do.

An army of 30,000 can take Anyang City even with the most rudimentary ladder.

As soon as the battle of Anyang began, it entered the most fierce battle, without any prelude.

Under the dispatch of Lian Po, tens of thousands of sword and shield soldiers held shields and dragged sandbags, still entering the moat. The feather forest guard at the head of the city immediately returned the color with bows and arrows.

Yu Linwei is well-equipped, skilled in bows and horses, and good at foot riding.

The strong bow of Shanhai City, with the sound of breaking through the sky, brought death to the enemy army.

Lian Po in the distance, unwavering.

If there were mobile arrow towers, the army could have fought back, but unfortunately they didn't.

Until the moat is filled, they can only be beaten passively.

The sacrifices now are temporary.

In less than half an hour, the moat was stained red with blood.

A corpse, floating on the surface of the river, followed the current, flowing towards the water.

At the beginning of the war, Di Chen consciously handed over the command to Lian Po.

He stood at the rear of the army, contemplative.

Di Chen was thinking about whether to report the battle report to Xiang Yu. If Xiang Yu is told and Xiang Yu is allowed to lead the army to attack, Anyang will be able to break it in an instant.

But then his merit will be greatly diminished.

Wait!

Emperor Chen is confident that with the 30,000 army in front of him, he will definitely be able to break through Anyang City. At that time, he was the first hero of the battle.

In the face of Lian Po's iron will, the army was not afraid of sacrifice and filled the moat in an orderly manner. Even corpses are treated as "materials".

Two hours later, a section of the moat had been completely filled.

"Kill!"

With a wave of Lian Po's sword, the army that had already gathered momentum was carrying ladders and rushing towards the city like a tide.

The fierce battle at the head of the city has officially begun!

Anyang is just an empty city, and the materials to defend the city are scarce, and even the basic stones and rolling logs are pitiful. There are only materials such as fierce fire oil, and you don't even have to think about it.

The equipment for defending the city is also so simple that people are helpless.

In less than half an hour, the army attacked the head of the city and met with the Yulin guards.

At this time, there is only a bloody battle.

Ouyang Shuo shouted, and the Heavenly Demon Spear swept forward, and the three soldiers who had just climbed the mountain and the city head were all swept down by him.

The man was still in the air, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Ouyang Shuo's sweep not only swept them away, but also hurt their hearts.

"Good!"

Seeing the majesty of the prince, Yu Linwei's blood boiled.

The fierce battle at the head of the city gradually entered the white-hot stage.

Lian Po had the advantage of troops, and he never thought about giving the defenders of the city a chance to breathe. Under his command and command, the army launched wave after wave of attacks on the city, endlessly.

Yu Linwei stood at the head of the city, but it was like standing in the waves, facing wave after wave of impact.

Huge waves that are ready to drown them at any moment.

In the face of the waves, he can only become a stubborn stone, just like Ouyang Shuo at this moment.

He stood in one position and never moved. No matter how many enemies rushed to the city, his Heavenly Demon Spear, or sweep, or stab, or stall, took it one by one.

The blood of the enemy was shed everywhere.

Blood splattered on Ouyang Shuo's armor, helmet, and face.

The scarlet cloak, against the backdrop of blood, became more and more bewitching.

Like a flame, like the morning glow.

Continuous battles are a huge test of physical strength and will.

Ouyang Shuo was already numb, he stood in place, no longer had any thoughts in his mind, the only thought was to sweep away the enemy in front of him, and then meet the next wave of enemies.

Under the city wall, the corpses of the fallen soldiers have been piled up to two people high.

The moat not far away, the corpses floating on the surface of the river, densely packed, could not see a drop of water at all. At first glance, it looks more like a mountain of corpses than a river.

If Ouyang Shuo does not fall, then Yu Linwei will not fall.

Scarlet figure, tall and tough.

This figure is the soul of Yu Linwei.

"Ahh

Ouyang Shuo didn't pay attention for a moment, and his left arm was cut off by a sword and shield soldier. He endured the severe pain, and with a stab of the Heavenly Demon Spear, he directly pierced the enemy.

"Prince!"

The guards on both sides immediately surrounded him and shared the pressure for him.

"It's fine!"

Ouyang Shuo's face did not change color, took out the gold sore medicine from the storage bag, skillfully sprinkled it on the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze to complete the simple bandaging.

In his previous life, such bandages were simply commonplace for him.

After the bandaging was completed, Ouyang Shuo returned to the front line.

When Ouyang Shuo was injured, the entire front was stagnant.

The enemy army took advantage of the opportunity and poured into the city.

When Ouyang Shuo reappeared, Yu Linwei finally let go of his worries, and the murderous aura in his eyes became more and more intense. Damn, it actually hurt the prince.

Every Yu Lin Wei condensed a murderous aura.

Hundreds of murderous auras condensed together, making the enemy fearful.

"Kill!"

Ouyang Shuo swept left and right, killing the enemy troops who had rushed to the city.

"Wang Feng!"

"In!"

Wang Feng was covered in blood and hurried over. He had been staying near Ouyang Shuo.

"Lead a squadron of vanguards and clear the walls of garbage from the walls."

"No!"

The enemy forces that had just sprung up had already caused an impact on Yu Linwei's defensive line. If left unchecked, it could lead to a collapse of the entire line at any time.

Wang Feng also understood, leading a squadron to clean up along the road.

It's not good to lead troops to fight, but when it comes to killing the enemy, Wang Feng is simply a killing god.

This Yulin general, his eyes were blood-red and covered in blood, like a demon who came out of hell. The Yu Lin Wei who followed him was all like this.

Yu Linwei's toughness was shown in front of the world for the first time.

After Wang Feng's sweeping, the front re-stabilized.

Ouyang Shuo nodded with satisfaction while killing the enemy.

Outside the city, Lian Po looked cold.

He felt that Fang was on the verge of crushing the enemy.

Unexpectedly, the enemy stabilized his position again.

What a strong army!

Even so, Lian Po did not waver, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If there can be a first, there must be a second.

His attack strategy was correct. The further you go, the more the enemy forces can't hold on. Wherever danger arises, it is enough to trigger a collapse on the entire front.

In this regard, Lian Po is full of confidence.

What Lian Po could think of, Ouyang Shuo, as a party concerned, naturally realized it.

Although Ouyang Shuo is not a military commander, he has been around many famous generals for a long time, and he also has experience in judging the war situation and the temporary command of the battlefield.

Otherwise, he would not have the confidence to personally command the Yulin Guard and the Praetorian Guard Division.

Ouyang Shuo immediately asked the squadron led by Wang Feng not to return to the original defense area, but to continue the cleaning work. Where there is danger, there is rescue.

To put it bluntly, it's a firefighting team.

The flames of war are still burning, and they are getting stronger and stronger.

In the next battle, Ouyang Shuo was injured several times. Each time, after a simple treatment, he returned to the battlefield and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

After a few worries, Yu Linwei worshiped the prince more and more.

Their prince is the undefeated god of war, and no one can defeat him.

The enemy cannot, neither can the wounded.

Ouyang Shuo is leading Yu Linwei to condense a military spirit.

Undefeated army spirit! (To be continued.) )