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The potter was admiring Zhang He's siege battle.

The morale of the Yuan army has been lost, and the loss of Zhang He, a general, has suffered a heavy blow, and the potters believe that with their absolute superiority in strength and morale, they can definitely break through Ancheng.

The development of the situation is also developing in the direction he envisioned, on the front line of the West City, more than a dozen siege dead soldiers have even climbed to the top of the city and started a fierce battle with the enemy.

As long as they can hold on for a moment, hundreds or thousands of their own soldiers and soldiers will be able to climb to the top of the city, and with several times the number of troops, see how Yuan Shang can still stop it.

At the critical moment, the enemy city, which was originally under-armed, suddenly poured into thousands of fresh troops, which immediately reversed the disadvantage and annihilated all the Liang soldiers who had rushed to the city.

"Yuan Shang, you are already desperate, and you don't hesitate to use Zhang He's old department......

The potter immediately saw through the reality and waved his knife and shouted: "Peng Yue, lead 20,000 soldiers and horses to rush up and help Zhang He break the city." ”

He was determined to leave no stone unturned, and no matter what the cost, he would have to take Anseong today.

The order was passed down, and Peng Yue flew out of the battle and led 20,000 soldiers and horses to the enemy city like a tide.

The siege battle was extremely dangerous, cold arrows were difficult to prevent, the potter did not personally go into battle, in order to motivate the army, he personally picked up the drum and hammer to cheer up the soldiers in the bloody battle.

Tom tom!

The sound of drums shook the sky, and the soldiers who fought bloody battles in front of them looked back and saw that on the high drum platform, their Liang Gong actually beat the drums and cheered for them personally, and their morale was greatly boosted.

On the front line of the city, Yuan Shang had already led three or four thousand of Zhang He's old troops to the city and joined the defense.

These three or four thousand soldiers and horses were the elite soldiers under Zhang He's command, and their combat effectiveness was far superior to Yuan Shang's own lineage, and their joining soon reversed the unfavorable situation a little and struggled to support it.

Half an hour has passed since the siege of the city, and countless corpses have been piled up on the front line of the city, but Ancheng has not been able to break through for a long time.

Zhang He, who commanded back and forth, saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and driven by the anger of revenge, he turned over and dismounted and climbed the ladder himself, regardless of his own safety.

"Liang Gong, Zhang He has also gone up the ladder himself, it's too risky." Jing Ke reminded anxiously.

The potter's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't stop it, and said proudly: "The war has reached this point, only the brave can win, let him go." ”

No one stopped him, Zhang He climbed the ladder with his knife, and in a blink of an eye, he was already as high as he was.

A soldier of Yuan on the battlement, roaring happily rolling stones, smashed down towards Zhang He.

Zhang He was not afraid at all, grabbed the cloud ladder with one hand, and the hand holding the gun swung out fiercely, accompanied by a dull heavy blow, and the rolling stone, which weighed more than 30 catties, was shocked by his knife.

Zhang He didn't have time to take a breath, and the tiger's body struggled upwards and went up again, and climbed halfway in a blink of an eye.

At this time, another enemy soldier poked out a fork rod from the city and resisted the upper end of the ladder, trying to flip the ladder where Zhang He was directly overturned.

At this time, Zhang He was still nearly two feet away from the head of the city, and the big gun in his hand could not stab the enemy pawn at all, so he took out a small hand axe from behind him and threw it towards the enemy pawn.

The axe was so fierce and accurate that it struck the enemy in the head, and a corpse fell from the top of the city with a muffled grunt, and fell into a pulp.

After relieving the two crises in a row, Zhang He's confidence doubled, and he flew up and continued to climb, and in the blink of an eye, he was only one step away from the city.

At the head of the city, two enemy soldiers lifted a pot of boiling water, and were about to splash it at him.

Zhang He can't go up to the sky, can't go down to the ground, this pot of boiling water is splashed down, there is no way to dodge, and the skin and flesh must be scalded on the spot.

At the moment of crisis, Zhang He shouted violently, and the big gun in his hand did his best to stab upward.

In the splash of sparks, this shot hit the bottom of the pot fiercely, and under the fierce attack, the two enemy soldiers could not hold the cauldron, and the whole pot turned back with a bang, and the whole pot of molten iron was poured on his body.

A terrible howl immediately rang out in the city.

Zhang He seized this opportunity, his body quickly rushed upward, kicked his feet hard, and stood on the head of the city.

Several enemy soldiers were picking up forks from the ground, trying to continue to overturn the ladder, but suddenly looked up and saw the figure of an iron tower, horizontal in front of them, before they could be frightened, Zhang Yiyi spear swept out, and two human heads flew out.

"It's my brother Zhang He, don't go against me, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhang Heheng stood proudly, with a loud roar that shook the sky.

Many of the soldiers nearby were from Zhang He's old department, and when they saw the old master in front, they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

"The combat power driven by the heart of revenge is really extraordinary......

Seeing that Zhang He had successfully ascended the city, Kui Shang was very excited and shouted: "Zhang He has climbed to the top of the city, and the whole army will press on it, and give me a blow to capture Ancheng." ”

The drumbeat of the offensive was even more earth-shattering.

The soldiers of the Liang army on the front line of the city wall, seeing Zhang He's miraculous killing of the city, were all overjoyed, and they all rushed to the city.

Although Zhang He's old department at the head of the city did not dare to move, the rest of Yuan Shang's descendants killed him from both sides, wanting to force Zhang He down from the city.

"Stand in my way, Avenger, die!"

The vengeful Zhang He, roared like a beast, and the big spear splashed out of the sky, cutting all the enemies who rushed up and flying out, and with his own strength, he swore not to retreat.

In the moments when Zhang He delayed the enemy's soldiers, hundreds of Liang soldiers had already ascended the ladder to the city and joined the killing team.

The more the Liang army fought, the more terrain it occupied, and the Yuan army was constantly squeezed back, and the situation was quite critical.

"Don't retreat, press me and roll the enemy out of the city!" Behind the enemy, Yuan Shang did not know that Zhang He had landed in the city, and angrily shouted at the soldiers to press.

In the chaos of the army, Zhang He heard Yuan Shang's voice, and the anger of revenge in his chest erupted like a volcano in an instant.

"Yuan Shang dog thief, return my family's life!"

Zhang He, who was extremely angry, the power of the big gun in his hand skyrocketed, and the enemy soldiers who stopped in front of him were easily torn apart like mustard, rushing out of a bloody path, and appeared in front of Yuan Shang's eyes like a demon god.

In the roar of rage, the big gun in his hand carried the fierce force, and blasted out towards Yuan Shang, and before the spear arrived, the surging power poured down.

In an instant, Yuan Shang was shocked to feel a strong sense of oppression rushing towards him, making him almost have the illusion of suffocation, and when he looked up suddenly, he found that Zhang He had been killed.

"Rebel...... Traitor ......" Yuan Shang was taken aback, and fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't be more clear about how strong Zhang He's force was, he never thought that this traitor was still outside the city one moment ago, watching his relatives being killed by himself, and the next quarter of an hour, he would miraculously appear in front of his eyes.

In a frightening moment, Zhang He's revenge spear had already attacked.

There was nowhere to avoid, Yuan Shang had no choice but to hold away his fear, take a deep breath, and pour all the strength of his body into his arms, and vigorously block the gun.

Syllable!

In the roar of hunting, the spear blade slammed into, and the raging force poured directly into Yuan Shang's body from the weapon, shaking his body violently, and the surging force was even more ruthless slapping his internal organs, stirring his blood tumbling, almost shattering, between the five fingers of the gun, the blood had leached out, and it was actually cracked by the tiger's mouth.

"Damn, I'm no match for this traitor......"

Just when Yuan Shang didn't have time to catch his breath, Zhang He shouted again, and the second shot was like lightning and thunder, rolling in a vortex of air, and attacked wildly.

Yuan Shang's blood was not even, but he didn't have time to think about it between life and death, so he had to hold on to his breath and raise his gun to block again.

Throat!

The spark rose again, and the earth-shattering roar shook Yuan Shang's eardrums.

The force of thousands of catties crashed in, Yuan Shang was shocked to the point that his blood was agitated, and several people were unstable on their feet, their bodies stumbled back a few steps, and their backs hit the wall of the city tower.

Yuan Shang only felt that he was tumbling in the fifth place, and a trace of bitterness appeared in his mouth, and he had been shocked to vomit blood.

The flame of revenge was raging, but he didn't give him a chance to breathe, and the guns followed like a raging storm.

Yuan Shang was completely suppressed, so he could only endure the agitation of qi and blood, and did his best to carry each other to the death.

His force value is not weak, close to 80, but unfortunately the face is Zhang He, whose force value reaches 90, even if he tries his best, he can hold on to a few tricks.

At this time, several city walls had been breached, and hundreds of Liang soldiers went to the city one after another, mercilessly slashing at those enemy soldiers who had been distraught.

As more and more Liang troops rushed to the city, the previous defensive battle of the city had evolved into a hand-to-hand combat, and the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to Yuan's army.

Yuan Shang had nothing to do.

He was being forced to hurry by Zhang He's fierce knife momentum, and he was overwhelmed, where did he take into account the unfavorable situation along the front line of the city.

Ten moves have passed, and Yuan Shang was forced to have messy marksmanship and full of flaws.

"Yuan Shang, I want your life!" With the earth-shattering roar, the force on the Zhang He gun increased sharply, and he attacked three shots.

Bang bang bang!

Under the collision of three huge forces, Yuan Shang's steps were messy, his body shook violently, and the silver spear in his hand was almost shocked and flew out.

The flaw was out, and Zhang He let out a roar of rage, and the spear disrupted his defenses and slashed diagonally at his neck.

When Yuan Shang's body was not stable, his moves were old, and when he saw Zhang He's attack, he could only reluctantly withdraw the silver spear and flick it forward.

Syllable~~

With a dull sound, Zhang He's spear slashed wildly, how heavy was this gun, Yuan Shanglian was shot out with a gun, and hit the city tower heavily.

Hearing the sound of broken bones, Yuan Shang's ribs were broken a few times, and blood gushed out from his mouth, and he was already seriously injured.

"Stop him for me, stop him for me-" Yuan Shang, who landed on the ground, collapsed and screamed in panic.

He endured the severe pain in his body, got up desperately, and pushed the soldier to Zhang He, but he crawled backwards.

Zhang He allowed him to escape, the spear in his hand swept towards those enemies who blocked the way like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and the heads of people were wantonly harvested, and countless Yuan Jun's bodies fell under his spear.

It's just that the terrain at the head of the city is too narrow, although these soldiers are vulnerable, they finally delayed Zhang He, and when he killed all the enemies who blocked the way and looked for Yuan Shang's figure, he had fled without a trace.

"Yuan Shang, you dog thief, I, Zhang He, swear to break through Yecheng and destroy your entire Yuan clan, I see how long you can escape-" The earth-shattering roar echoed over the city.

At this time, Yuan Shang had already escaped from the city tower, and Feng Ji, who had escaped first, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and sighed bitterly: "Third son, the general trend has gone, abandon the city and retreat to Yecheng." ”

Yuan Shang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked back at the Liang army that kept coming up from the city, the hatred in his heart, the unwillingness, and the remaining trace of fighting spirit were shattered by Zhang He's earth-shattering roar, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, so he hurriedly grabbed a war horse, and fled towards the north gate with the support of Feng Ji.

The drawbridge was cut down, the city gate was lifted from the inside, and thousands of Liang soldiers poured into the city like a tide.

As soon as Yuan Shang fled, the remaining Yuan army lost its backbone, either holding its head and running away, or surrendering on the ground, and Ancheng was completely lost.

"Drip ...... Anseong is captured, and the host gains 1 charisma, and the host's existing charisma is 81. ”

Hearing the prompt sound of the system elf, the potter stopped beating the drum and looked towards the city with a wheez, only to see a big banner with the word "Liang" at the head of the city, which was already flying high.

"The key to breaking through Ancheng is really Zhang He'......"

Looking at the fallen Ancheng and the soldiers of his own army who poured into the city, the potter smiled with relief.

At dusk, the battle finally ended, and Anseong returned to calm.

Yuan Shang, who fled in the wilderness, except for more than 1,000 soldiers and horses, who took advantage of the chaos to flee from the north gate to Yecheng, the remaining more than 9,000 soldiers and horses were either annihilated or surrendered, and the defenders of Ancheng can be said to be completely annihilated.

The broken battle flags of the Yuan army were all trampled under their feet, and around Ancheng, countless battle flags with the word "Liang" flew proudly.

The victorious soldiers cleaned up the battlefield, and the potters rode into the city, striding into the last city leading to Yecheng.

The city fell, and Yuan Shao had no danger to defend.

The potter climbed the north gate of Anseong, stood proudly with his sword, and his eagle eyes passed through the vast wilderness, as if he had seen the final goal of his Northern Expedition:

Yecheng.