The banner of the Great Wei Dynasty was indomitable, and thousands of Wei troops rode on foot, under the illumination of the morning light, like a black dragon, carrying the dust in the sky, and killing in the direction of the south gate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eldest son of the Huang family, at this time, was also leading two hundred remnants of soldiers to flee towards the south gate.

"How can it be, I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out......"

Huang Jie was confused, and his mind was still thinking in the unbelievable.

What really shocked Huang Jie was that it was not the fall of Xiakou, but how the potter avoided his beacon tower along the river, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and appeared outside the west gate of Xiakou without a trace.

Not only did the patrol ship fail to report, but even the beacon towers built along the Hanshui River did not have a single beacon smoke lit to warn them.

At this time, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out how the potter did this incredible thing.

Ahead, the south gate had arrived, and Huang Jie didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he called the hundreds of defenders at the head of the south gate to abandon the city, and followed him to the water camp further south, on the bank of the river.

There, there are still hundreds of sailors and seventy or eighty small boats, as long as he can escape smoothly to the water camp, board the boat and escape to the Yangtze River, he can escape today's catastrophe.

Unfortunately, it was just wishful thinking on his part.

When he was running wildly, on the avenue, a sudden glimpse of a group of men and horses rushed to kill him, as if he had expected it.

In the dust and blood mist, on the proud fluttering enemy flag, there was a big "Wei" character written on it.

The Wei character Wang Qi was killed by the potter himself!

"Pottery thief! The pottery thief actually personally commanded the troops to attack my Xiakou? ”

Huang Shot's spirit suffered a heavy blow suddenly, shocked and stunned, never expected that the potter had expected that he would flee from the south gate, let the west gate not enter, and came to intercept and kill him.

Just when Huang Jie and his remnants were shocked and stunned, the Wei army was already roaring and crushing.

The potter's hands have been itching for a long time, and today is the time to have a good time, with a long roar, a long knife in his hand, like black lightning.

"Whoever stands in the way of this king, kill!"

With a roar, the blade tore through the air, and with the overwhelming force, it swept out.

But when the screams were heard, one of the two enemy riders who were leaning towards him was cut in two, and the other was cut off half of his shoulder, and he fell off his horse with a miserable howl.

In the blood mist, the potter was like a towering killing god, the long knife was invincible, and in the blink of an eye, the fleeing enemy army was torn in half.

The soldiers of the Wei army who followed him rushed forward wildly, and in an instant, they tore the chaotic enemy army into several pieces, divided and strangled them.

When the potter was killed, Huang Jie was so frightened that he didn't care about his soldiers at all, and only buried his head in the direction of Shuiying.

In the flying blood mist, the potter's eagle swept his eyes, and he caught a glimpse of more than fifty knights, escorting a young enemy general and fleeing in a hurry.

"System elf, scan the enemy general for this king!" The potter shouted with his thoughts.

"Tick...... The system has been scanned, and the subject is yellow shot, 61 commanders, 60 armed forces, 52 cunning, and 45 political. ”

It turned out to be Huang Zu's cub, the force is so low, Lao Tzu see where you are running!

The potter sneered, turned his horse, and led a group of iron horsemen to kill wildly towards the place where the yellow shot was, and in the blink of an eye, the potter was like a wolf driving a sheep, all the way to the rush of the enemy into the water camp.

In the water camp, I also heard the news that the Han water camp had fallen and the west gate was broken, and under the panic, more than 500 sailors in the village fled to the battleship in a hurry, and they were already planning to abandon Xiakou.

As soon as the Wei army arrived, the defenders of the water camp were even more frightened, and they could not give orders from the generals, so they sailed their ships away from the water village and fled to the river.

The iron cavalry frenzy of the Wei army rushed to the ground, crashed into the enemy bushes, and the enemy soldiers who did not have time to board the ship in the future were cut into meat like grass.

The potter was even more enjoyable, and the blood-stained sword in his hand ruthlessly slashed at those fleeing enemies, stepping on the bloody road, all the way to the water's edge.

Hawkeye, locked onto the fleeing yellow shot.

In the field of vision, the lost yellow shot did not dare to look back, like a frightened lamb, just buried his head in the rush forward, just ran to the shore, but was horrified to find that all the warships were offshore, and he abandoned the young general.

"You bastards, bastards!" Huang Jie gritted his teeth and scolded, anxious.

In panic and despair, Huang Jie swept around, and was pleasantly surprised to see that a dozen steps away, a ship had just sailed to the shore, and he was in a hurry to turn his horse and gallop towards the ship.

He planned to take advantage of the rush of the war horse, cross the not too wide water distance, and jump directly onto the ship.

"Being targeted by this king, can you still escape!" Diagonally, the potter sneered, rode like the wind, cut the bloody road, and came to intercept him.

The two horsemen were still six or seven paces away, and they saw that the yellow shot had jumped off the trestle and headed for the deck of the fighting ship a few paces away.

The potter figured out if he didn't want to, so he pulled out the saber at his waist and shot it at the yellow shot in mid-air, and threw it out directly.

Huang Zhu, who was in mid-air, had already begun to rejoice that he had escaped, and the moment he saw that the war horse was about to step on the deck, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back shoulder, and glanced down at it, and the blood-stained blade in front of him was already revealed.

In the pain, Huang Zhu could no longer hold the horse, screamed, fell from the horse, and fell into the water with a thud.

Yellow ejaculation is very good, and the injury is not fatal, as soon as he fell into the water, he got out of the water, paddled desperately, and finally panted and climbed the trestle.

Just as he climbed up, he didn't have time to catch his breath, but he found that in front of him, he was blocked by a tower-like body.

He looked up tremblingly, but saw a heroic and sarcastic gaze, just like a clown, looking down coldly.

The blood-dripping war knife was across his eyes, and drops of warm blood were still slowly dripping down.

"Tao ...... Tao ......"

Huang Jie had already guessed who the person in front of him was, his painful face was instantly filled with horror and fear, his teeth were knotted, and he couldn't say the name of "potter" for a long time.

The potter sneered, his arm moved, and the back of the knife slammed, slapping on Huang Jie's stunned face, directly shooting Huang Jian seven or eight steps away, spitting blood and teeth, and fainted in an instant.

"Leave him a dog's life first, and tie him back to Xiakou City, this king is still useful." The potter sneered and shouted.

A group of pro-soldiers on the left and right, as soon as they swarmed up, they tied up the yellow shot.

The potter immediately stood proudly on the trestle bridge, looking back at the four sides, the entire water camp had been stained with blood mist.

I don't know how long it took, the killing finally stopped, and this killing came to an end.

Counting the battle losses, the pottery merchants were killed and wounded less than hundreds, while the 2,000 enemy troops in Xiakou were almost completely annihilated, except for the hundreds of sailors who escaped to the Yangtze River, the defenders can be said to be completely annihilated.

In addition to capturing Xiakou, nearly seventy or eighty warships in the Hanshui water camp also fell into his hands, and with these warships, the potters could let Xu Sheng clean up Huang Zu, who had taken back Xiakou.

This important town, which controls the Yangtze River and the Han River, has finally been trampled under the feet of potters.

After the potters returned to Xiakou City, they immediately ordered to divide their troops to capture the important counties along the Yangtze River to which Jiangxia belonged, and at the same time ordered Xu Sheng to repair the two water camps in the southwest of Xiakou to prepare for the recapture of Huangzu's naval army.

When the royal order was conveyed, it was almost dusk, and the potter sat high in the military palace that originally belonged to Huang Zu, sat on it, and ordered the yellow shot to be escorted forward.

A moment later, the yellow shot covered in blood and gray face was dragged into the hall by his own soldiers.

As soon as he entered the hall, Huang Jie raised his head and glared at the potter, his eyes were full of hatred and confusion in addition to a little fear.

As soon as he saw Huang Jie, the pottery merchant said coldly in a commanding tone: "Huang Jie, I think that you and your father have lived in Jiangxia for a long time, and you have not participated in Liu Biao's invasion of my Great Wei War over the years, this king will give your father and son a way to live, as long as you write a letter to your father and persuade him to surrender to this king, this king will let you Huang family go." ”

The potter wanted to recruit Huang Zu.

He didn't fancy Huang Zu's ability, but he took a fancy to Huang Zu's hands, the more than 10,000 elite Jiangxia naval forces, and nearly 400 warships.

If these 10,000 naval warships were completely in the bag, the number of pottery merchants' naval armies would explode to more than 30,000 in a short period of time.

With such the strength of the naval army, let alone to prevent the comeback of the Wu State, even if it goes straight down the river and goes to conquer the Wu State, there will be a few chances of victory.

Therefore, when he was at the water's edge, he did not kill Huang Shot with a knife, leaving him with a dog's life.

Huang Jie was suddenly shocked, and on his pale face, a look of shame suddenly swelled up, and he said sharply: "My Huang family is the minister of Great Chu, and I am a famous family in the world, and I should fight to the last breath to defend Great Chu, how can I surrender to you, a brutal invader!" ”

Huang Zhu was impassioned, like a loyal minister.

"What a minister of Great Chu, if it weren't for your father's battle in Wulin, he abandoned Liu Biao and fled first, this king wouldn't be able to kill Liu Biao, you are really Liu Biao's loyal ministers." The potter sneered and sarcastically.

As soon as these words came out, Huang Jie's eyes suddenly flashed with shame, but he didn't dare to admit it, and screamed excitedly: "In the battle of Wulin, my father has done his best, and he has not abandoned the king of my family at all, the first king was killed by you, and my father and son vowed to resist to the end and avenge the first king!" ”

In the potter's knife-like eyes, the potter's face suddenly burned, and the potter's face changed, and Huang Jie vaguely felt the strong sense of oppression, but the self-esteem of the son of the family made him reluctantly support a generous look.

"In front of this king, you don't want to play any righteousness, this king will ask you the last sentence, this persuasion book, do you write it or not!" The potter's words are like blades, and he is already shooting the last dish to Huang.

Huang Jie straightened his chest and said proudly: "My children of the Huang family, all of them are high-spirited and bright, and they are iron-clad, you want me to write a letter of persuasion to my father, it's a pipe dream!" ”

Huang Jie was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he refused very simply, and there was a bit of ridicule in his words.

If Huang Jian knew how the potters dealt with those captured princes of the family, he would definitely regret his current state.

In the face of Huang Jie's generosity, the potter smiled, brushed his hands and shouted: "Jing Ke, suck his mouth to death for this king, this king wants to see if his mouth is as hard as his backbone!" ”