Xu Huang has never heard of Li Bai's poem, he doesn't know Bai Yujing, and he doesn't know that immortals caress their heads and grow their hair forever.

The only thing he knew now was that what fell from the sky was not a pie, nor was it definitely not a fairy stroke, but a demon's wing, and the white powder was like a little demon in the legend of the Joy People (the name of the Jews in ancient times), who spread their wings, spit hot poison, and wantonly gnawed at the Xiliang warriors, penetrating everywhere.

When the thunder of "boom" sounded at the head of the city, the Xiliang warriors had already been blinded, and the stars were rising in front of them.

It's not that they haven't seen stone bullets or iron bullets used in stone throwers, but they have never seen iron bullets that can fly out "white stones", and they have never seen "white stone" iron bullets that can make thunder.

This is the skill of immortals, and even some soldiers have raised their heads and are ready to accept the blessing of the god "White Stone", but in an instant they regret it, this is not the skill of immortals, this is the skill of the devil!

White powder and water droplets were scattered on the body of the Xiliang warriors, as if they were wearing a noble white mink fur for free. But they don't feel the slightest warmth and nobility, and the free mink brings them only pain.

The heat and irritation from the white powder and water droplets burned their skin, nostrils and eyes.

Suddenly, they went from warriors to wandering dancers and singers.

The burning of their skin, the pain of their breathing, the stinging and confusion of their eyes, they twisted their waists with their hands and feet, screaming hysterically and coughing, and frantically clutching at the exposed skin.

"Medic, Medic!" Xu Huang shouted hoarsely, more than a dozen marching doctors covered their arms and cats around the city, and one hundred and eighty soldiers helped carry those Xiliang warriors with injured eyes down the city.

Zhao Yun and Cao Hong under the pass re-attacked, and the torrential rain of sharp arrows came to this much-torn city again.

This time, only a few of them were seasoned veterans who escaped the death at the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air, and a few of them leaned together in a heap, raising their shields above their heads, like a hundred or ten awning boats floating in the white sea.

Before most of the soldiers could raise their shields, a rain of arrows had already arrived in front of them, piercing their bodies, limbs, throats, and heads, screaming and bleeding.

"Kill!"

After the dust and fog, one after another cloud ladders hung upside down on the wall again, and the army under the command of Zhao Yun and Cao Hong poured in. Xu Huang was in a hurry, tore off a piece of his shirt and tied it to his lips and nose, opened his eyes and opened his hands with a big axe, and shouted: "Brothers, follow me!" ”

The loud horn sounded at the head of the city, and the Xiliang warriors on the pass were quiet for a moment, and then turned to do the same, tearing a piece of cloth from the hem of their clothes and sleeves and wrapping it around their faces, grabbing the sword in their hands and following Xu Huang to the front of the pass.

Their arms were still burning, their eyes were always tearing, and their breathing was difficult, but at the sound of an order, they were still the unstoppable and invincible warriors of Xiliang.

"Kill!"

As soon as a Xiliang soldier arrived at the arrow stomping, a soldier of the Cao Wang coalition army had already rushed up. The enemy's eyes were red when they saw each other, uh, or Xiliang Bing's eyes were red when he was stimulated by Bai Yujing, and the soldier A steel knife bit into his mouth, and his hands jumped down from the arrow stampe, and he grabbed the steel knife and slashed it.

Xiliang soldier screamed, the shield splashed in one fell swoop, and the shield was propped up on the ground, slid down from the soldier's crotch, the long knife in his hand was raised high, and a trace of blood arrow flew out from under the soldier's crotch, and the soldier's armor fell on the city with his crotch covered.

Xiliang Bing just stood up, smiling, suddenly his vest was cold, a sword came out of his chest, the smile on his face froze in an instant, and he turned his head hard, only to see a soldier B still holding a steel knife in his hand, and then the steel knife flashed behind soldier B, and a huge head flew high and fell under the city.

Soldier A and Soldier B have fallen, but their blood is like a clarion call to launch a charge, after all, the Cao Wang coalition has already attacked the city gate, even if it is only for a short moment, it is enough for them, it is their victory!

"The general has an order: those who invade Tongguan will be exempted from taxes at home, the living will be promoted to three levels, and the deceased will be engraved on the tomb with copper coins and ten thousand coins, and they will enjoy the sacrifice of the future generations forever." The flag bearer snorted coldly, the battle flag shook, and more soldiers rushed forward again.

There are young soldiers in the crowd, as well as old soldiers, who are the patron saints of the country and who also love their homeland.

But they are the sons, husbands, fathers and brothers in the family, and they choose to join the army more often not to become generals and prestige, nor for the bloody battlefield dream in their hearts, they are just forced by life.

It's cheap, who is it not sold to!

After death, the sacrifice is empty, who knows if you will become a lonely ghost wandering the wilderness after death? As for getting promoted and getting rich, just think about it. However, the tax exemption of copper coins is real, and ten thousand dollars can buy ten stone rations.

The wine is still open.

Without wine, the general's promise is their wine, the most mellow and strongest!

Their blood was boiling, their breasts were open, they were climbing ladders like apes, and the knives in their hands were sharper.

"Kill!"

More and more soldiers C, D, and Wu jumped up to the city.

The ring-headed knife in his hand was like a blue sea tide, and one after another flew towards the Xiliang soldiers opposite. One hundred and ten steel knives are either like a thousand miles without waves and suddenly the tide is approaching, or like a raging white wave connecting mountains, or like a fish jumping whale floating iceberg drifting to.

The Xiliang warriors who stamped the arrows struggled to stop the attack of the tide at the head of the city, and suddenly a big axe flashed in front of them, and blood arrows flew up, and several enemy soldiers had fallen from the pass.

"Spear array!"

Xu Huang patted the warrior's shoulder, and with a long roar, eight hundred Xiliang warriors roared, gathering in front of Xu Huang neatly arranged in four rows, with a long snake.

This is no longer the Xiliang soldier on the pass, this is the elite cavalry under Xu Huang, and it is also a veteran of a hundred battles.

They were heroic and invincible on their horses, and they were as awe-inspiring as they dismounted. The sharp ash guns, the horse-repelling guns, the shining red tassel guns, and the soldiers with cold expressions all over their bodies gathered into a terrifying forest of death, flickering with a cold glow in the blazing fire of Tongguan.

"The momentum of the spear, indomitable, invincible with me!"

"The momentum of the spear, indomitable, invincible with me!"

A high-pitched roar shocked Tongguan, and the Yellow River water under the gate was also stirred. Eight hundred warriors rolled forward at the same time, the spears in their hands were raised horizontally, as if they were holding a mountain, and they ruthlessly crushed the Cao Wang coalition army at the head of the city.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The sharp tip of the spear, the murderous aura that invaded the bones, stabbed into the human body in rows, the sound of sore teeth and screams filled the ears, the arm was broken and fractured, and the blood sprayed fiercely. The soldiers who had just reached the top of the city once again made a free elevator and returned to the ground with lightning speed.

After closing the gate, Cao Hong gritted his teeth and watched as the soldiers under his command were driven down the city by the Xiliang army, and said to Zhao Yun: "General Zilong, our brother has already ascended to the city just now, if the two of us are also there, maybe it will be a different situation." ”

Zhao Yun was noncommittal, and the lips that had just come out of his beard gently spit out a few words: "One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will be dry, and I will encourage you!" The cold tone drenched Cao Hong.

"Zilong, you..."

Zhao Yun also knew that Cao Hong was surprised by this, but wasn't he like this at the beginning?

But they are fighting the country, not playing children's games, how can there be immortals on the battlefield? And they will also embark on a path that has never been done before, and there is no room for mercy. Once they make a mistake, they will only be greeted with no return, how can they achieve that grand goal?

Maybe he has experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion, he has also experienced Dong Zhuo's usurpation of the dynasty, he is used to seeing the bloody rain, and he is also used to killing or being killed, his heart is slowly hardening, and his brother's heart is slowly hardening. But sometimes he can talk to his brother or two, what about his brother? But he can only hide in a corner like a lone wolf and lick his wounds alone.

Zhao Yun shook his head and threw away those thoughts in his heart, and slowly exhaled a breath, and his tone was no longer so blunt: "This is what my brother told me, isn't it difficult to accept?" But that's the reality! ”

"General Wang again?"

"I'm also very uncomfortable, and I don't want my sons and daughters to be harmed, my brother told me: If you don't say anything about the marquis, you will be able to achieve ten thousand bones. For the sake of the great cause of the country, in order to realize the real peace of the world as soon as possible, sometimes we have to harden our hearts.

The fierce general, destroy the enemy's edge in Zhengrui, cut the general in front of the battle, and take the head of the general in the million army; The generals, although they are outnumbered, are not afraid of the battle, are not arrogant when they are in battle, and the soldiers of the three armies return to their hearts; The commander, the rock also. Turning the tide in the fall, supporting the building in the general fall, when the defeated army is appointed, he is ordered to be in danger, endure the unbearable of ordinary people, and talk and laugh between the ashes.

Let's go, since Xu Gongming is still so violent, let's give them a few more waves of Bai Yujing. With that, he turned around and walked towards the point-and-finish platform.

Is it violent? This Xu Gongming has already dispatched his elite cavalry team, is this still called fierce? This is helpless and loveless, do you really want to kill Xu Gongming?

Looking at Zhao Yun's straight back and firm steps, Cao Hong couldn't help but shudder: I hope we won't become enemies on the battlefield in the future.

The cold is not terrible, the blood hidden under the cold is the most terrible!

……

The Cao Wang coalition army was driven down Tongguan by Xu Huang, but their attack did not stop. Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and a hundred and ten stone throwers were raised high, and the endless white powder once again dressed Tongguan as the white Yujing in the sky.

I'll go? Is it another trick?

Looking at the white rain overhead, Xu Huang exhaled helplessly, the smile on his face was uglier than crying!