Hou Yi!?

Fan was shocked, changed color in shock, and stared at the paralyzed general for a long time before he suddenly realized. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that this Hou Yi was their king again, and the good shooter who was excavated from the lecture hall was even given the name Hou Yi.

"No wonder his archery skills are so good, even Li Guanghe Yangyouji is not as good, it turns out that his archery skills are comparable to the ancestors of the archers, the arrow saint Hou Yi......" Fan Xu looked at Hou Yi in amazement, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he was a little in awe of Hou Yi in front of him.

The potter looked at the Arrow Saint who did not disappoint him, but smiled with relief.

Hou Yi, a famous hero, no one knows in ancient and modern times, and the legend of Hou Yi shooting the sun is even more well-known.

The people who are good at archery all over the world regard Hou Yi as their ancestor and are honored as the Arrow Saint.

On the same day, Yang Yuji casually said that if the Arrow Saint was resurrected, he might be able to shoot Wen Ping, and the pottery merchant had an idea, so he asked the system elf to call up the data of this Arrow Saint.

He originally thought that Hou Yi was just a fictional character that existed in mythology, not real, after all, such a thing as shooting the sun only existed in mythology.

But when the potter looked at the data, he knew that Hou Yi was real, it turned out to be a famous archer in the Xia Dynasty, and the legend of "Hou Yi Shooting the Sun" was just a myth and legend that people made up in order to describe his strong archery skills.

However, Hou Yi's data is really good - commander 82, force 97, resourcefulness 64, politics 63, talent, arrow saint.

The force value of 98 is inferior to the overlord Xiang Yu, but it is also comparable to Ma Chao, and it is close to the top of the hundred.

The key is the talent of this "arrow saint".

Like Li Guanghe and Yang Youji, such a good shooter, their talent attributes are just "divine shooting", and Hou Yi's talent turned out to be a super god and became an existence of "arrow saint".

Seeing such gorgeous data, the potter decided to summon Hou Yiying's soul at the expense of 6 charm points and let him shoot Wen Ping.

Now it seems that this Hou Yi really lived up to the name of the Arrow Saint, did not disappoint the potter, and did not waste his six charm points.

After smiling with relief, the potter did not hesitate any longer, pointed the war knife in his hand at the enemy city, and shouted: "Wen Ping has been shot to death by the king's arrow saint, and the enemy's army is in turmoil, so if you don't take this opportunity to take down Xinye for this king, what are you waiting for!" ”

When the order was passed, Fan Xu and other generals immediately woke up from the shock of Hou Yi, and their blood was burning wildly in an instant, and they were murderous.

Fan Xu's face was full of green muscles, and he raised the pig-killing knife in his hand, and roared wildly: "Brothers, rush me, for the sake of the king, raze Xinye City to the ground!"

Woo woo woo -

The sound of the horn of slaughter rose to the sky and shattered the heavens and the earth.

The Great Wei battle flag flew and swayed, accompanied by the sound of footsteps cracking the sky, and tens of thousands of siegers in the front row began to advance towards the north gate of Xinye.

Break the barracks and release arrows, suppress the enemy army, the siege team rushed to the city, hundreds of ladders were raised, and tens of thousands of soldiers began to climb the city without hesitation.

The Wei army's attack was like a smooth flow, and as usual, the morale of the soldiers launched an attack on Xinye City in accordance with the conventional mechanical mode.

Although Wen Ping died, several lieutenant generals did not give up, scolding the panicked soldiers and trying to make a final resistance.

The frightened enemy soldiers, barely mustering up their courage, began to fire arrows towards the city, throwing stones and logs, and launching a counterattack.

The Wei army's attack became more and more fierce, and the follow-up teams of soldiers and horses swarmed in and joined the siege team.

Several lieutenant generals could only command the soldiers, use forks to support the Wei army's ladders, and use Luo Shi and Samar wood to kill the enemy soldiers in Pancheng, and do their best to resist the Wei army's strong attack.

In front of the city, the arrow saint Houyi released arrows one after another, and the arrows were not missing, and the remaining deputy generals of the Chu army were all shot to death at the head of the city.

Wen Ping couldn't avoid it, not to mention those lieutenants who were not strong enough to be shot dead in a moment.

As soon as the lieutenant generals died, the Chu army was even more thirsty.

At this time, more than 30 huge opposite buildings, under the command of Peng Yue, drove through the filled moat, and the first one crashed into the wall city with a towering momentum.

This is the opposite building ordered by the potters last night and rushed out overnight, just for today's siege.

The moment the building was close to the city, the entire city wall seemed to tremble slightly, and then the huge pedal fell down, mercilessly smashing several enemies who tried to block it to smithereens.

"Go to the city with Lao Tzu and kill all the Chu thieves!" Peng Yue roared, waved his halberd and stepped on the city wall, and his halberd fell, instantly smashing seven or eight enemy soldiers to pieces.

On the top floor, more than 40 warriors of the Wei army, who had already sharpened their knives and were open-minded, followed Peng Yue and roared into the city like wild beasts.

A standard-bearer who was as strong as a bull stabbed the banner of the Great Wei King who hunted and flew fiercely on the head of Xinye City.

Wang Qi appeared out of the city, and the morale of the Great Wei soldiers was even stronger, killing like beasts.

More than 40 school swordsmen led by Peng Yue rushed to the city, brandishing big knives, killing the panicked Chu troops like tigers entering a sheepfold.

More than forty people, like a steel hedgehog, turned in all directions, and everywhere they passed, they crushed all the enemy soldiers, and no one could come near.

More siege soldiers flocked to climb the opposite tower, endlessly pouring up to the top of the city, joining the killing team.

Soon, along the first line of the city, dozens of opposing buildings, one after another, thousands of Wei soldiers landed in the city along the first line of the city, and launched a comprehensive attack on the Chu army.

Peng Yue, who took the lead, carried a halberd in his hand, and all the way was on a rampage, rolling like a wheel, and where he passed, the soldiers of Chu were either crushed by him or thrown off the city.

In front of Peng Yue's supreme martial arts, the soldiers of Chu were as vulnerable as ants, and the blood splashed like a waterfall where the halberd blade passed, and countless human heads flew in all directions.

The school knife hand of the Wei army attacking the head of the city, under the leadership of Peng Yue, was like a huge meat grinder, rolling along the line of the city, ruthlessly twisting the panicked Chu army into pieces.

The Chu army, which was already demoralized, was all shocked by Wei Yanwei's killing momentum, and the Lord was killed, which shattered their remaining fighting spirit.

The crash begins.

Thousands of Chu troops, frightened, threw away their armor one after another, and scattered, each abandoning the city and fleeing.

Peng Yue took advantage of the victory and led the army to go straight down to the city, cut down the drawbridge, and opened the north gate of Xinye.

The gates were broken.

"Peng Yue, well done!"

The potter cheered, his fighting spirit was great, his sword pointed at the enemy city, and he laughed wildly: "The enemy door has been opened, let this king enter the city-"

"Kill!" Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison.

The rumbling war drums rose to the sky, burning the blood of the Great Wei soldiers to the extreme.

Xiang Yu, Fan Xu, Yang Youji, and the newly joined Hou Yi each led their troops and horses to rush to the city gate, and thousands of Wei soldiers rushed towards the open Xinye City Gate.

Hou Yi made meritorious contributions, took the lead, led five hundred iron horsemen, and crashed into the city like a tide.

Xinye has become a mess, and the Chu army has collapsed. Scurrying like a headless fly.

Hou Yi hung up the longbow and took a halberd in his hand, like an iron-blooded and ruthless death, and went to the enemy to harvest, wantonly demanding their heads.

Behind him, the five hundred iron cavalry soldiers were even more bloodthirsty as demons, wielding big knives to kill the enemy group, ruthlessly smashing the enemy soldiers.

The iron cavalry opened the way, and thousands of people poured into Xinye City, and in a blink of an eye, nearly 30,000 Wei soldiers poured into Xinye City.

Outside the city, more Wei troops are still surging in.

The blood flowed like a river, the corpses were everywhere, and the entire Xinye City had become a Shura killing field.

At noon, at the four gates of Xinye, the royal flag of Dawei was already flying high.

The sound of killing gradually subsided, and the battle finally ended, including Wen Ping, the three thousand Chu troops were almost killed.

The potter stood at the head of the city, looking down on the smoke of Xinye Castle, listening to the screams of the remaining enemies, and his young face was full of sneers of relief.

"Tick...... The system scans, and the host wins the new field offensive and defensive battle, and obtains charm point 1, and the host's existing charm value is 80. ”

The prompt sound of the system elf sounded in his head, and the potter smiled, laughing so fiercely.

Looking south, he seemed to have seen that the rolling Han water, as well as the core of Jingzhou, Xiangyang City, was close in front of him.

……

South of Shinno, thirty miles.

Tens of thousands of Chu troops were hurrying to Xinye to rescue along the northbound avenue.

Under a big tree next to the road, Liu Biao was sitting on a big rock, drinking water and enjoying the coolness, while listening to the report of his subordinates.

As soon as he rode in the dust, it was the eldest son Liu Qi who arrived.

Liu Qi turned over and dismounted, and said excitedly: "Father, there is good news from Xinye Wen Zhongye, yesterday he repelled a fierce attack by the pottery thief, and severely frustrated the enemy's spirit. ”

Hearing the news, Liu Biao's spirit was furrowed, and the originally deeply frowning brows gradually opened up, showing a rare sense of relief.

The generals on the left and right were also in high spirits, and the solemn atmosphere was relieved for a while.

"It seems that over the years, our careful reinforcement of Xinye has not been in vain, coupled with Wen Zhongye, a general, it is not surprising that the pottery thief will be killed under Xinye City." Kuai Yue smiled proudly as if he had expected it.

Liu Biao laughed, and on his old face, he also squeezed out a relaxed smile, nodded and said: "Over the years, the pottery thief has been invincible and invincible, this time, he finally suffered a loss in front of this king. ”

This long-lost victory boosted Liu Biao's confidence and high spirits.

Just as Liu Biao and the others were relieved and proud, a scout rushed over and shouted: "Your lord, the big thing is not good, the north is urgent, and Xinye is lost!" ”

Boom, a thunderbolt from a sunny day, slammed into the top of Liu Biao's head, smashing his smug face in an instant.