Zamuhe waved his hand to Zhao Yueru and motioned for her to get out of the city as soon as possible.

Zhao Yueru walked slowly towards the city gate, only a few steps away, but she walked for a while.

At the moment when she was about to go out of the city gate, a thick hand grabbed her, and Zamuhe pulled Zhao Yueru's head towards him, kissed her on the lips hard, and then pushed forward, Zhao Yueru stumbled and had already rushed out of the door.

With a bang, the city gate closed, and Zhao Yueru's heart seemed to close another door.

She walked forward step by step, and in front of her, the camp of the Han army gradually became clear.

Wei Qing didn't expect Zhao Yueru to be put back like this, he thought that he would have to wait until the city was broken before he could rescue Zhao Yueru, when he saw Zhao Yueru standing in front of him unharmed, he was more ashamed in his heart, ashamed that he couldn't protect Zhao Yueru, but he could only watch Zhao Yueru being taken captive.

He stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Yueru's hand: "Yueru, it's great that you can come back!" ”

Zhao Yueru's hand shrank, and there was a polite smile on her face: "General Wei, thank you for still remembering me!" ”

Wei Qing's heart was like being hit hard by a sledgehammer.

He slowly let go of Zhao Yueru's hand and looked at Zhao Yueru in a daze.

Qi Muge took a step forward and grabbed Zhao Yueru's shoulder: "Sister Zhao, you are tired!" Take a rest first, do you remember Miss Jiang Xiaoyujiang? She's here too! And the Mulan Girl, you haven't seen it yet! We've got a couple of friends this time! ”

Wei Qing watched Zhao Yueru being taken to their residence by Qimugla, Zhao Yueru walked forward slowly, but never looked back at Wei Qing.

Bai Buxin walked over from behind Wei Qing and said softly, "Daoist Zuo is back!" ”

Wei Qing let out a "hmm", didn't move, and still stared blankly at Zhao Yueru's back slowly moving away.

"The generals ask for orders, when will the city be attacked tomorrow!" Although Bai Buxin knew that now was not a good time to disturb Wei Qing, this matter was too important, and he had to prepare in advance, so he could only disturb Wei Qing at such a time.

Wei Qing's thoughts finally came back: "Tomorrow, after the fifth watch, the whole army will attack the city, this time, we must not let the Jin army win again!" ”

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, the horn sounded, and the dense Han soldiers had already lined up in formation.

In more than ten days of fighting, the Han army lost 30,000 people, and the Jin army also lost 17,000 people, of which the "immortal army" lost 7,000 people, and now the ratio of enemy and enemy strength is 70,000 Han troops to 23,000 Jin troops.

Zamuhe stood on the city with his hands clasped.

He is now angry in the air, but he can't resist the Han army, now all they can do is to fight to the death, he drew his sword and shouted angrily: "Ben Shuai lives and dies with all the sons and daughters today, and will never retreat!" ”

"Cheer, cheer, cheer!" The soldiers of the Jin Army responded in unison, like a pack of wolves.

With a bang, a stone flew to the city wall, and a Jin soldier couldn't dodge, his chest was dented, and he fell directly to the city, and the attack of the Han army officially began.

Countless trebuchets threw stones into the city in batches. Although the Han army did not have a giant cannon, but the city wall of Fengyang City was low, and there was no need for such an artifact as a giant cannon, as soon as the trebuchet stopped, with the shout, rows of Han soldiers rushed straight up under the cover of archers.

Zha Muhe waved his waist knife and cut down three Han soldiers who climbed the ladder to the city wall in one breath, and another Han soldier rushed up, and he raised his knife in his hand, intending to split the head of the Han army in half with this knife.

When there was a loud noise, Zha Muhe's waist knife almost flew out of his hand, this shock made his mouth numb, he hurriedly retreated, the Han man had already turned over and jumped up to the city, this man was of medium stature, his face was calm, as if he did not rush up the city wall from the ladder, but walked in from the city gate all the way to watch the scenery, only a little incongruous with his calm, this man's hands actually carried a thick and long mace.

"You are the Hercules King Chen Qingzhi!" Zamuhe blurted out.

Chen Qingzhi smiled slightly, he didn't expect that he was given such a name by the Jin Army, his left mace swept away, and his right hand hit directly, forcing back Zamuhe with only one move, and the two Jin soldiers who rushed up didn't have time to retreat, and were brought by the swept mace, and for a while, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the two soldiers flew out screaming.

"King Li's up!" The soldiers of the Jin army said to each other that the soldiers of the Jin army within three zhang of Chen Qingzhi's body retreated in unison as if they had been ordered, and the soldiers of the Han army took the opportunity to rush to the city one after another and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Jin army.

Hearing only an angry roar, Torre rushed up with a large iron rod in his hand and took Chen Qingzhi directly.

Chen Qingzhi's right hand stick flickered, and the left hand stick had been picked up from the bottom to the top to pick up the iron rod in Torre's hand, this thick and big mace was held in Chen Qingzhi's hand, as if it was as dexterous as a short sword, Torrey's hand stick was picked up, and was about to retreat, Chen Qingzhi's left hand stick suddenly turned on the way up, and hit Torrey's chest directly, Torre screamed, and the whole body was beaten like a kite with a broken string and flew out.

"Formation!" Zha Muhe knew that he was invincible, he didn't dare to come forward to challenge, and urgently ordered the Jin army to form a formation, dozens of Jin soldiers just gathered together and wanted to form a formation, maces flew, Chen Qingzhi had already rushed over, the leading Jin army raised his shield with all his strength to block, Chen Qingzhi's mace waved, clanged loudly, and several shields had flown to the side.

The soldiers of the Jin army retreated one after another, and the formation was broken in a blink of an eye, and the soldiers of the Han army had occupied nearly ten zhang of the city wall, and under the leadership of Chen Qingzhi, they all killed in the city.

Zha Muhe stepped back, and his ears could hear the shouts of the Han army everywhere, on the left, a general was majestic, coming and going, and a gun in his hand was superb, it was Ma Chao; On the right, a Han general holds three small flags, the banners change, hundreds of Han troops who have rushed to the city continue to change formations with the banners, forcing the Jin army to retreat step by step, but it is Liu Qi; There was a shout behind him, and a row of holes suddenly appeared under the city gate, and dozens of Han soldiers jumped out one after another, rushing straight into the city.

Outside the city, Bai Buxin organized soldiers under the city to continue to rush up the city wall, Hua Mulan patrolled back and forth, Wei Qing was firmly in the middle of the army, commanding the general trend, and the Han army rushed to the city wall like a tide bursting like a tide, and rushed into the city.

Zhamuhe now can't tell where is the occupied area of the Han army, where is the defensive area of the Jin army, he can only keep waving his waist knife, seeing a Han army kill a Han army, how many people he killed, he himself doesn't know, the wind behind him is sharp, thinking that there is a weapon coming, he turned around, slashed away, one fell to the ground in response, Zamuhe hurriedly glanced at the person on the ground, but it was a Han woman who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, holding a fire fork in her hand.

Zamuhe sighed in his heart.

He knew that now that they were completely finished, not only had the Han army on all sides entered the city, but the Han people in the city had also rushed out to join the attack team, and even such a little woman came to beat him with a fire fork, and they were dead this time without a place to bury.

Zamuhe's heart has no desire to win, some are just the motivation to survive, and he himself feels strange, putting himself on the battlefield in order to kill, and then killing people in order to survive, is this called a warrior?

He mechanically waved his waist knife, as if he was not fighting hand-to-hand combat, but practicing swinging the knife, and in front of his eyes, one Han soldier after another fell, and he only felt that he was struggling out of the line of death again and again.

Suddenly, after a heartache, a Han soldier hit Zamuhe on the back chest with a stick, Zamuhe could no longer support it, and fell to the ground at once, several Han soldiers hugged up together, tied Zamuhe, and the Han soldier who knocked down Zamuhe proudly raised Zamuhe's helmet high and cheered.

The Jin army finally collapsed completely.

Their commander Zamuhe was captured by the Han army, how could they still have the courage to continue fighting, a Jin soldier suddenly screamed, a knife cut his neck, blood gushed, he fell, the other Jin soldiers retreated step by step, and were forced to the center of the city step by step by the Han soldiers in all directions, and finally, the remaining about 3,000 Jin soldiers were surrounded by groups in the center of the city.

There was a sudden silence on the battlefield.

On all sides, almost 40,000 Han soldiers were crowded and surrounded by people, and in the center were 3,000 Jin troops, back to back, desperately holding weapons.

All eyes were on the same place.

Wei Qing was standing not far behind.

Wei Qing looked at the three thousand gold troops and coldly ordered: "Those who surrender will not die!" Beside him, Zamuhe was tied to the ground by five flowers.

"We are the army of immortals, we will not surrender!" When he heard the order from the Han army, a thousand elders shouted.

Wei Qing's eyes were full of anger, of course he admired the warriors, whether it was the enemy's warriors or his own warriors, they were worthy of respect, but these Jin people burned and looted in the Han people's cities, but they refused to seize the only chance to live, then, the opportunity must not be lost, and it will not come again!

"Kill!" Wei Qing only said one word.

The roar was loud, countless knives and guns stabbed at the Jin army, the Jin soldiers fought desperately, but where could they resist, the Jin soldiers fell in rows, from the outermost layer to the innermost layer, none of them survived.

Wei Qing didn't care about this scene, he turned his head to stare at Zamuhe after giving the order.

It's been more than half a year, almost a year, and in this year, he has grabbed Zamuhe in his dreams countless times and cut off his head, but every time he wakes up in a dream, everything is illusory, and now, this scene is about to really come true, Wei Qing's heart secretly said: "Lin Dutong, your spirit in the sky can rest in peace!" ”

"Take him down, I'm going to interrogate him right away!" Wei Qing shouted in a deep voice.

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