Chapter Seventy-Three: Fire! Fire! Boom he brewed
At this time, under Liu Yu's nose, he could no longer fish in the water, and sneaked away, Yan Rou looked cold, gave Liu Yu a tacit look, and replied:
"The last general is willing to go to war, kill Gongsun Zhan, and dedicate it to the assassin history."
Drive! Yan Rou rode straight and rushed towards Gongsun Zhan. Yan Rou knew that even if he didn't take the initiative to fight, Liu Yu would send him to fight later, so it was better to grasp the opportunity and let Liu Yu have a good evaluation.
For Yan Rou, Cheng Yuanzhi is still very optimistic, after all, those who can play with a big sword generally have some strength, and with a little bit of martial arts, then they can be regarded as a general, and it is not a problem to mix up a small official position.
It's a pity that this time Cheng Yuanzhi looked away, there were no other generals on the side, Yan Rou felt a little empty, especially when he heard Gongsun Zhan's name, he said that he was the county guard of Zhuo County, Yan Rou was not only empty, but also panicked.
When Yan Rou saw Gongsun Zhan's good appearance, not only was she panicked, but her hands were shaking, and her strength was less than half of what she usually was.
With a slight stroke, Gongsun Chan picked Yan Rou's big knife open.
Yan Rou held the big knife in his hand, he couldn't do it, and he was too slow to retract it, and he couldn't stabilize it, so the big knife actually took off his hand and flew away. Fortunately, Gongsun Zhan looked down on young generals like Yan Rou, and he had no intention of fighting, so he took Liu Yu directly.
Cheng Yuanzhi, who was standing on the city wall, was sweating profusely, how could this be done, if Gongsun Chan still stabbed Liu Yu to death with a lance, it would have stabbed the hornet's nest.
Liu Yu's army is in a state of division of troops, and the generals under his command lead all the way and fight in dispersion, and Liu Yu is the backbone of the army.
At that time, some generals will retreat and flee with their soldiers and horses, and some generals will avenge Liu Yu and fight with Gongsun Zhan's army.
It was another bloody battle, and the scene of corpses was strewn all over the field.
No, you must save Liu Yu. Only by capturing Liu Yu can we persuade Liu Yu's army to surrender. Even if you can't get Liu Yujun's soldiers and horses, at least don't lose too much. After all, Gongsun Zhan's white horse is righteous, and every soldier is the hard-earned money of the people of Zhuo County.
Cheng Yuanzhi was in a hurry, lifted the horsewhip and whipped it at Liu Bei next to him, and yelled in his mouth:
"Xuande, quick, get out of the city and save Liu Yu. He is a member of the Han family, and you are also a member of the Han family, and the only person here who really saves him and who can save him is you. Go quickly, if you can't save Liu Yu, you can see you yourself. ”
Liu Bei was whipped inexplicably by Cheng Yuanzhi, and muttered to himself:
"I didn't want to save this old man Liu Yu, this person is not young, his temper is still big, save it, it is not a family member of the Han family, let alone a relative, it is obviously to save an ancestor and come back, and he suffers himself."
Thinking like this, Liu Bei didn't dare to say that. Since Cheng Yuanzhi let him save it, then save it. Liu Bei hugged and shouted 'No', then hurriedly got down the city wall, commanded a small number of soldiers and horses, rushed out of the city gate, and galloped away to Liu Yu.
As soon as Liu Bei left, Cheng Yuanzhi estimated the distance, it was too far, he was afraid that Liu Bei would be too late and would not be able to save Liu Yu, so he was anxious to look left and right, and saw Gongsun Ji who was tied like a sweet zongzi, and his eyes lit up.
"Come on, hurry, put Gongsun Ji on the catapult, the cupola monkey will not be lit, and after putting it on, hurry up and aim. The history of this stab is going to be an instant hit, and it will be accurate. ”
Cheng Yuanzhi thought that Liu Bei was going to save Liu Yu, riding a war horse, no matter how fast it was, Gongsun Ji flew in the sky and came to the air to help.
When Gongsun Ji heard this, he was overjoyed, and thought that Cheng Yuanzhi was in a hurry to help his father Gongsun Zhan, and he wanted to use Gongsun Ji to stone Liu Yu to death, so he couldn't help but do it himself, and shouted at Gongsun Yue and Gongsun Fan to do it together, and lifted Gongsun Ji to the catapult.
Gongsun Ji screamed non-stop, Gongsun Xu simply took a handful of wet grass, blocked Gongsun Ji's mouth, turned around and smiled:
"Thorn history, the family thief Gongsun Ji has been put on the catapult, and he can aim and throw it at any time."
Cheng Yuanzhi stared at Gongsun Chan nervously, for fear that Gongsun Chan would speed up again, and it would be in vain to save Liu Yu like that. After all, one is young and vigorous, the other is old and weak, once the two fight, Liu Yu will be seriously injured if he does not die.
Hearing Gongsun Xu's report in his ears, Cheng Yuanzhi smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling that the opportunity had come, as long as Gongsun Chan was smashed off the horse, then Liu Yu would naturally be saved, and hurriedly ordered to shout:
"Ready! Aim! Target: Gongsun Zhan, give this assassin Shi Fang. ”
At the beginning, Gongsun Xu also helped calibrate the angle of the catapult, until Cheng Yuanzhi said that the object to be bombarded was Gongsun Zhan, Gongsun Xu was stunned for a moment, and asked anxiously:
"Assassin Shi, why did you aim at your father instead of smashing Liu Yu's old man?"
Syllable!
The horsewhip followed Gongsun Xu's pretty face, and it was whipped fiercely.
The situation was urgent, Cheng Yuanzhi was too lazy to continue to worry about Gongsun, his eyes were like knives, and he roared angrily:
"Get out of your calf, let you aim and aim, this stab history says to smash whoever you smash, you really think you are a god pitcher." Hurry up and aim at Gongsun Chan for this assassin history, and if you dare to talk more, drag it down and cut it down. ”
Gongsun Xu was whipped, angry in his heart, unwilling to go over to manipulate the catapult, Cheng Yuanzhi simply called Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to replace him, and shouted:
"Yun Chang, Yide, quickly aim the catapult at Gongsun Zhan for this assassin history, don't let Xuande run in vain, if you don't hit, then Liu Yu will die, the army will be chaotic, and your brother Xuande is afraid that it will be difficult to come back."
"Quick, quick, Lao Tzu's sweet zongzi cannon, fire! Fire! Boom he brewed. ”
Cheng Yuanzhi saw that Gongsun Chan was getting closer and closer to Liu Yu, and he was only a few breaths away from stabbing Liu Yu to death, and he couldn't help but become extremely irritable in his heart, and even fantasized that he could replace Liu Yu and fight Gongsun Chan.
Gongsun Zhan's martial arts are too watery, but bullying the elderly and children is still very sharp.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are both powerful people, especially when it comes to Liu Bei, the two of them are even more concerned, rush over, kick away Gongsun Yue and Gongsun Fan one by one, and stand in front of the catapult.
Zhang Fei was responsible for fixing Gongsun Fan firmly on the catapult body, just like killing a pig normally, he also had to hold the pig with his hands, so as not to let the pig struggle too much and spoil the big thing. And Guan Yu was at the handle of the catapult, constantly increasing his momentum, and began to secretly accumulate strength, just for the last blow.
"Second brother, it's okay. Gongsun Ji has no strength to struggle, you can launch, go you! Zhang Fei saw that Gongsun Ji was no longer struggling, and there was a rough breath in his nostrils, knowing that the heat was almost over, and the key was that Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't wait.
When Guan Yu heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the phoenix eyes were extremely deep, as sharp as when he hit a jujube in the deep mountains, and he shouted loudly and shouted:
"Up!"
After that, Guan Yu clenched his fists with both hands and tried his best to hammer the catapult.