Zhang He really got in!

After all, there are a lot of people, only eight meters wide between the two floors of the corridor, against the crackling arrow rain on the brain, one by one carrying a big turtle shell-like shield Hebei infantry squeezed in, dozens of spears desperately pierced can not pierce people, the back of the Cao army Zhuang Ding pulled the trebuchet to run away, the front of the Cao army is also holding a spear array while fighting and retreating, seeing that the corridor between a building was taken down.

But it's just a corridor between buildings!

Wang Hou lacks virtue enough, the long barracks only leave the door before and after, there is no door on the left and right, it is a little inconvenient for the sergeants to enter and exit on weekdays, not to mention the war now, the two doors are also blocked, and the Yuan army who poured into the Yongdao has no choice but to climb in through the narrow window to seize the small building of the barracks.

The shield was stuck outside the window.

Thanks to the blessing of the war, today the canteen doesn't even have to wash the bowls, a table is piled up, there is no special soldier canteen this year, look at the neat wooden stools and the dining table, Yuan Jun who came in looked confused, the two Yuan Jun didn't know if it was obsessive-compulsive disorder, they climbed in from the small window of the toilet, covered their noses and rushed out, no one saw it, and they ran upstairs recklessly, but the two spears poked fiercely in front of them, and the two of them tumbled like a blood gourd rolling on the ground.

The narrow staircase is only four or five centimeters, but there is a full group of Cao Jun halberders squatting there, if you want to come up, you will be faced with ten halberds, and you can't kill you!

The war scene that has not been seen in Xia Shang Zhou for so many years has appeared like this, the Yuan army of Hebei occupies the first floor, and the Cao army of the Central Plains occupies the second floor, staring at each other with big eyes, but no one can help anyone.

Yuan Jun at the bottom was carrying a knife in one hand and drawing a middle finger there with the other, shouting: "There is a kind of you coming down!" ”

Cao Jun above is also holding a halberd in one hand, and he is also gesturing his middle finger with the other: "There is a kind of you coming up!" ”

However, Cao Jun on the floor and in the bedroom on the second floor was not polite, aiming at the Yuan Jun who was densely packed with a resident crisis below, they were shooting with a bow, but not everyone was carrying a shield, and in the rain of arrows like flying locusts, Yuan Jun who fell with arrows rose one after another.

Yuan Jun in the middle of the road was not very comfortable, on the top of his head, the large piece of pebbles of the Yellow River that was brought up by the organization of Minzhuang yesterday was crackled down, and one was smashed on the head without paying attention, and his neck was crooked to the side with a gag sound, and he fell softly, and the bones were clattered and shattered when he smashed on his shoulder, even if he held a shield and a heavy stone was smashed on it, his wrist was also sore and sore.

This is not over, opposite the cement building, it is still the same cement building, there is a bridge on the second floor, and the dense Cao Jun archers are piled up on the floor of the building, holding bows and arrows and waiting for Yuan Jun to rush forward to send people's heads.

Bang Dang! This will be in the face of two trebuchets, and a piece of pebbles weighing a few pounds of pebbles hit the head and face, in Zhang He's shocked eyes, click a little, just put the shield on the top of his head to defend against falling rocks, the crotch of his pants was suddenly kissed by the bouncing pebbles, the shield was not raised, this person directly slumped to the ground.

"I can't take it yet!"

Anxious eyes were on fire, oblique shield in front of the front and the falling rocks that kept falling on the head, and deliberately clamped the crotch of his pants, Zhang Chengwai anxiously roared at the subordinates who were still facing each other on the first floor beside him.

In response to his voice, a few manic people who couldn't stand what you could see rushed to the second floor again, but again, the piercing halberd pierced over, and the heavy corpse rolled down again, his face turned green, and the captain in charge of the command also shouted back sadly.

"General, I really can't beat it!"

"Hey!"

He roared with great anxiety and indignation, raised his sword in his hand, and pointed at Cao Jun, who was still throwing stones here at the intersection in front of him, and Zhang He roared fiercely.

"The road ahead is ahead! Rush with Lao Tzu! ”

It is really worthy of being a strong general, holding a shield in front of him, this Hebei Siting Zhu only roared and hugged forward frantically, the heavy shield was on the dense spear array, and the right hand was like a madman with a long sword forward, under his leadership, the Yuan army infantry who crowded into the Yongdao once again rushed forward bravely, and the long halberd roared with the sword and also rushed up.

The tip of the spear and the Hebei halberd smashed each other in mid-air, and Cao Jun was just like a soft bone, without paying a single casualty, and was already slowly pushing backwards, more than 20 people still ran away with a trebuchet, just like just now, and gave up the road to Yuan Jun without much resistance.

What made Zhang He collapse was that this inverted road was taken down, and the opposite side was still a dime, two two-story cement buildings sandwiched between a narrow road, three earthwork bags formed a zigzag barrier, and the retreating Cao Jun put out a dense spear array, and the two trebuchets were fixed on the ground by those people, filled with pebbles.

And on his head, crackling rocks and feathered arrows are still taking the lives of his subordinates all the time.

Zhang He hadn't noticed a detail yet, there were nineteen roads in the twenty small buildings in the front row, and the nineteen pioneers followed him and went in together, but when they attacked the second road, only seven teams of infantry followed him to kill him! It's not side by side, and there are one or two in between.

The cement barracks of Cao Jun, which was as neat as a tofu block, began to separate the large number of Yuan Jun.

After all, not everyone is looking at death as home, if you win, it is Yuan Gong who is the king and hegemon, and he is still facing the loess with his back to the sky, it doesn't matter, he loses his head as a trophy for others, and he has nothing! Especially in the face of this strange stone formation of Hesse, except for Cao Jun, who twisted his butt at the staircase and was angry, Cao Jun's hair who was fighting head-on could not be touched, and there was no hope of cutting off two heads in exchange for some silver, and the Hebei army was even more passive in battle.

Yuan Jun on both sides of the window into the Cao Jun canteen warehouse on the first floor to avoid the rain of arrows, and those who couldn't get in simply picked up the shield on the ground, put up an impermeable turtle formation on all sides, and didn't rush forward, and even two Yuan Jun officers pushed open Cao Jun's bathroom without a teacher, and squatted up as soon as they took off their pants.

If you have two more cigarettes in this kung fu, you will really be able to compete with the living immortals!

The command system was cut by the messy building, but I didn't know this situation, the left side opened and closed, the right side was high, and the two generals grinned and wheeled their swords, leading the subordinates who had become more and more sparse, and rushed to the third corridor with a tiger roar.

As always, Cao Jun's spear array retreated while resisting, and the trebuchet simply didn't ink with you, just turned around and left, giving up the third road to Zhang He.

This time, there were even fewer troops who followed him to assault forward! In addition to the general Gao Ran, there is only one team left who is not afraid of death!

At this time, Wang Hou was no longer squatting on the lookout, at this time he was completely relaxed, squatting on the last row of the barracks in front of the big playground, one hand was still holding a big meat bun to his mouth, this kung fu, the other hand was also rushing to grab the steamed bun that had just been steamed out of the small stove of his Military Statistics Bureau, but he was slapped down by him, chewing the meat bun in his mouth, this guy shouted vaguely.

"Guo sacrificial wine, isn't it a military order? Don't go ahead and execute it yet! What kind of buns to grab here with Ben Shuai! ”

"Hasn't he hit the place yet? Eat one and you can die! Not! It's worthy of Mrs. Lu's shot, it's so fragrant! ”

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