"Wang-"

"Wang-"

Niu Dawa's roar was full of sorrow, with endless grievances, sorrows and grievances. Listening to the whirring wind in his ears, feeling the speed of the rapid fall, thinking back to the thousands of insults and tortures he had suffered during this time, and the sound of this damn dog, he suddenly had endless humiliation and a deep sense of despair in his heart, and felt that the whole world had lost its color at once, so it was better to fall down and die like this.

But there was a louder voice in his heart, the fury and the hatred that would burn the plains, and he swore that one day he would throw this damned short-legged fat dog into the pot and stew, and make him learn to bark at a pig, or a donkey, or a king—

"Wang-"

Anger and hatred aroused Niu Dawa's desire to survive, and he desperately shook his limbs to fly, but the faster he pounded and fell, the faster he fell. Looking at Yancheng, which was the size of an ink spot at first, and had become as big as a village in the blink of an eye, his face turned purple and knew that time was running out for him.

Niu Dawa took a few deep breaths in a row, forced herself to calm down, slowly closed her eyes, calmed down, relaxed, and sensed and communicated with the wind elements around her.

In fact, before coming here, he had already sensed the existence of the wind element, but he had not yet been able to control the power of the wind element and realize the realm of wind. After dozens of attempts and failures, the dog master naturally used his apprenticeship and took it to the sky for nine days, and the beauty made him experience the feeling of flying against the wind, and he was sure to be able to realize the wind domain immediately.

The wise saying of the dog master is: "The dog can jump the wall when he is in a hurry, and the person will definitely be able to go to heaven if he is in a hurry." There is no problem that cannot be solved, just be in a hurry. ”

Every time she hears this, Niu Dawa hates it so much that she wants to find a stick to whip it and let it jump over the wall.

The rain of arrows, rolling stones, sasswood, fire bombs, and hot oil, after Qiu Zhan's order, instantly covered the distance of five hundred steps below the city wall, and in an instant, the city wall became a hell of fire, and the terrible cry and scream made people shudder.

This is war, and in the face of war, human life is as cheap as ants.

Sixty-eight years ago, the Daya people lost 1.3 million lives under the walls of Yancheng to take it from the corrupt Wei Dynasty. After that, Butcher Zhang led his troops to counterattack, and as strong as him, he had to throw the lives of 900,000 soldiers under the city wall before he captured it.

Therefore, Yancheng is also known as the city of bones.

Therefore, even if the gate of Yancheng is wide open, it is by no means so easy to take it down in one fell swoop.

The city gate was close in front of the rebels, but it was like an insurmountable chasm, difficult to cross.

Strong bows, heavy crossbows, and accurate shooting at the rebel officers. In particular, there are more than 200 octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbows with a range of 3,000 paces, and more than 200 are placed on the city wall, and each launch will inevitably take away a high-ranking general of the rebels.

However, none of this was fatal to the rebels, it was fatal that they had lost their supreme commander.

A snake can't fly without a head, and a bird can't fly without wings.

The army was in chaos, and the morale of the army was scattered.

Some rushed forward as if they were dead, and some turned and fled in fear. Those who rushed forward did not get the cover of the siege vehicles behind them, and became live targets. Those who turned around and fled, disrupted the formation behind them, and even more disrupted the morale of the army.

Rumble!

Wei Ziyan was still galloping and killing in an army of millions, and his goal was extremely clear, that is, the huge siege chariots. Because of the towering walls of Yancheng, if there is not enough siege chariot support, trying to break through Yancheng is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Ballistas, catapults, ladders, rushing carts, etc., have been smashed by him with his sword. For the rebels, this loss was not insignificant.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!" the golden-armored man held the command flag in his hand, roaring hysterically, his round bloodshot red eyes, and shooting out a hideous light, as if he was going to choose someone to devour.

Under his command, the octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbow was wound and fired at the fastest speed.

It stands to reason that at such a close distance, the octagonal Zhuxian Heavy Crossbow should be invincible, but it has never been able to shoot Wei Ziyan off the war horse, and he has not even been injured by the war horse under his crotch. Instead, he was used by Wei Ziyan and shot his two star powers. Seeing this, the remaining stars immediately distanced themselves from Wei Ziyan, for fear of following in the footsteps of their companions.

As a result, Wei Ziyan became even more unscrupulous.

The gold-armored man's eyes cracked, and he almost crushed his steel teeth. He also has the space field, and he realized in hindsight that Wei Ziyan's attainments in the space field have become superb, even the power of the stars cannot capture his true body, and the figure that Wei Ziyan showed them is actually all an illusion.

He unwillingly put down the order flag in his hand, looked at Wei Ziyan as if he had entered a no-man's land, and killed his million-strong army to the point that he was overturned, and suddenly his nasal cavity was sore, and he almost couldn't hold back his crying, and he had a sense of grievance that he was bullied by Wei Ziyan on the ground.

"Order the army to go on the offensive!"

"The siege chariots are fully up to speed up and give the enemy the most severe blow!"

"Violators will be killed!"

"Cowardice slash!"

"Little General Xiahou, you have won the true inheritance of the old general, and this battlefield will be handed over to you for the time being. ”

"Ignore that madman for now, this king has his own way of dealing with him. ”

The golden-armored man issued a series of commands, then looked at a middle-aged man beside him who looked similar to Xiahou Lou, and handed the order flag to him.

This person's name is Xiahou Hongyuan, and he is the only son of Xiahou Lou.

"The minister will live up to the king's trust!" Xiahou Hongyuan bowed down to receive the order, his eyes were red, his steel teeth were crushed, and the pain of his deceased father was overflowing, but his tactical literacy was extremely high, seeing that his deceased father's head was still in Wei Ziyan's hands, but he still forcibly suppressed the monstrous anger and hatred in his heart, and he was concerned about the overall situation.

Xiahou Hongyuan took over the order flag, and immediately issued one order after another, and the military order was transmitted to the front, the chaotic military spirit was finally appeased, and the attack was organized again, but it was a pity that it had lost its vigor.

At the same time, the siege chariots also received clear instructions to launch a fierce attack on Yancheng, covering the soldiers under the city walls to storm the city gate.

"This son is not simple!" Seeing that the already defeated enemy army stabilized in an instant, Qiu Zhan's eyes fell on Xiahou Hongyuan's body in the extreme distance, and gave him a high evaluation.

To save the 3 million army from decline, the large and small military orders are orderly, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without extremely high military literacy.

"It's a pity - it's still a little tender!" Qiu Zhan's eyes suddenly coldened, the corners of his mouth hooked a cruel smile, and Sen Ran shouted: "Hang the auxiliary strings, force the third level, and eat all their siege vehicles for Lao Tzu!"

Squeak squeak –

Suddenly, there was a sound of strings on the city wall.

"Report to the marshal, the third-level force is ready!"

"Kill!"

Rolling stones, fiery bombs, and fuel oil in wooden barrels shot out of the towering walls of Yancheng, cutting through the air in an extremely long arc, and smashing at the rebels' siege engines.

Click!

Rumble!

Although each siege vehicle had a master defense, it still couldn't stop the surging attack, and in an instant, the wood was scattered, the fire bombs roared, and the tongues of fire were swallowed.

In just one attack, the rebels lost half of their siege vehicles.

"How is it possible?!" Xiahou Hongyuan saw it in his eyes, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

His siege chariot can attack the walls of Yancheng, so the war equipment on the walls of Yancheng can naturally attack his chariots, which is reasonable, so he is not surprised that the chariot is attacked.

What surprised him, and even couldn't believe it, was why Yancheng's equipment could maintain such a brave power with such a long range, so that the master responsible for protecting the safety of the chariot was powerless.

"Attack!" Xiahou Hongyuan immediately made a decision, and ordered the chariot to move forward rapidly, close to the powerful killing range of the chariot, and launch an attack on Yancheng.

It is impossible for the chariot to withdraw from the battlefield, and if it is far away, it can only be passively beaten, so it is better to rush up and hurt each other, even if it is to injure the enemy by 800 and lose 1,000.

Xiahou Hongyuan held up a green command flag in his hand, which was the command flag of the cavalry.

"Good boy, ruthless enough!" Qiu Zhan couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw Xiahou Hongyuan's response, he never expected Xiahou Hongyuan to be so desperate.

"Kill!" Wei Ziyan suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed towards Xiahou Hongyuan, the rebels' methodical attack caught his attention, and then he set his eyes on Xiahou Hongyuan, who was commanding.

Seeing Wei Ziyan rushing towards him, Xiahou Hongyuan was immediately frightened and his hair stood on end, and his scalp was numb.

"Block him, block him, block him!" Xiahou Hongyuan roared angrily.

His father proved the strength of this man with his net worth, and he must not follow in the footsteps of his dead father, so he must not let this man get close.

Wei Ziyan rode his horse to kill, and slashed at a man who used a gun, who could use a gun in the army, if it was not a spearman, he was a general with good force.

Looking at the badge on the man's shoulder, he is a major general.

When he saw Wei Ziyan's sword coming, his face instantly turned as white as paper, and he felt like he had been ticked by Lord Yama in a life-and-death fight, and he had to die.

"Ahh

It was his strongest shot, but he didn't have any hope in his heart, because this man who came into the world like a demon god was too terrifying.

However, what made him unbelieving was that the gun in his hand actually pierced the man's blood-stained armor and pierced his chest, while the sword in the man's hand stopped in midair for some reason.

But before he could rejoice, the man's sword that had stopped in mid-air suddenly fell, slashing diagonally across his head, as if cutting off his head.

"Cough-cough-cough-" Wei Ziyan threw away Xiahou Lou's head, reached out to hold the spear body inserted into his chest, and pulled it out directly, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.

A miserable smile appeared on his face, and he felt that his life had come to an end.

He looked ahead, where a lavishly decorated chariot was parked, and the style of decoration told him that it must have belonged to a woman.

Who is the woman?

He already had the answer in his mind.

Before he died, he wanted to see the woman again, and he would die without regrets.

"Drive!" Wei Ziyan turned his direction and rushed towards the distant step.

Xiahou Hongyuan suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, he stared at the blood hole in Wei Ziyan's chest, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the desire to avenge his father, and put his eyes back on the battlefield.