Chapter 18 The flames of war are suddenly raging

The Luoyang army has besieged Yangzhou for several days, and the sword is tense but still moving, and the sealed knife can only look at the city and sigh, like a fish bone stuck in the neck, which cannot be swallowed or spit out.

On this day, the scout Pegasus reported that the Shence army led by Luo Feng personally pulled out the camp and drove to Yique Pass, sealing the knife and not understanding, and the scout happened to hand over Luo Feng's handwriting:

The order is to attack the city immediately, day and night, and remember that it cannot be attacked.

This paper handwriting made the sealing knife big, and it was crumpled angrily and fell to the ground.

"Come, come, give me a siege." The sealing knife paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"Marshal, how to attack?" A few of his generals asked.

"What kind of attack, you are free, you are only allowed to fight, not broken." Feng Dao's eyes closed, and he landed on the handsome position.

"It's... Our... There are only more than 10,000... How to fight? Several of the two armies stood in the tent with wide eyes and stared at each other, speechless for a while.

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"What are you stunned about, don't you go quickly!" The sealing knife shook out all the fire in his stomach, it was the first time he fought like this, damn, siege the city, only give more than 10,000 troops? If it weren't for his bluff to set up the joint venture for dozens of miles, and put the main force at the main gate to fool Yangzhou, at this time, he might have been beaten. Elite? Yes, that's right, the Shence army is invincible, but you give me a fucking eight to try?

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, the sealing knife knocked on the table a few times, what kind of battle was fought, and there were so many fart thoughts for Lao Tzu to guess.

At this time, the gloomy clouds are bleak, the wind is chanting, the sound of drums is urging people's souls, the iron horse is burning the sky flags, the people are white-haired, the soldiers are cold, where is the spring full of gardens? Maybe by the Red Rain Bridge, they still look at each other with tears in their eyes.

The ladder of the building car broke through the wind, and the prince who did not take off his armor at night at the head of the city naturally saw it clearly.

Wei Jin observed the enemy's situation, and sighed secretly that this time I was afraid that it was serious.

"Childe, I'm afraid it's more auspicious than ......" Wei Jin was a little unwilling.

Gongzi Qiong shook his head and smiled, Wei Jin was puzzled for a while.

"Report, the east gate receives the enemy, and our army fights hard!" A bloodied guard came running to deliver the message, and as soon as he finished speaking, he ran back in one breath.

Gongzi Qiong changed into a black robe today, with his fan pinned to his waist. Wei Jin stood behind him with a knife.

Suddenly, the shouting and killing shook the sky, and everyone sighed silently.

"Report, Ximen received the enemy, and our army fought a bloody battle. Heavy casualties. Gongziqiong glanced at the west, and thought that this battle was completely carried out by the Luoyang army, and there was no need for any tactics at all, just to break the trick with strength, and it was enough for Mount Tai to press the top, but why did he use such a way of fighting...... But any general with a little insight will not use refueling tactics to attack the city.

Just thinking about it, the city climbed up to the vanguard of the Luoyang army, a bearded general, rushed into the crowd, slashed left and right, regardless of himself, the sudden assault made the defenders a little panicked, and even let the bearded man kill in front of Gongzi Qiong.

The bearded man looked up, yo, big fish, you can't just do it. The heart is horizontal, and the big knife is waved on the head.

Gongziqiong's guards were all frightened, and no one went up to protect the lord. Wei Jin didn't move, and smiled coldly.

Naturally, Gongziqiong did not move, and there were more and more enemy troops at the head of the city.

The bearded man didn't hide when he saw this kid, thinking that there was such a good thing, and it was even more energetic.

The lightning and stone fire, the blade slashed through the throat of the childe, and there was no injury at all.

The bearded man was surprised, no, it was just the right distance, how could it not be hit.

"What's your name?" Wei Jin asked.

“… Grandpa, my name is Song Ying... Hmph, Hugh is going to be complacent, and eat me again. "Let's take advantage of the situation.

With a bang, the knife fell.

Song Ying was shocked, not good, there was an ambush, and hurriedly retreated, preparing to move closer to the follow-up troops.

As everyone knows, a feathered arrow broke through the air, and it was aimed at the head of the person on his neck.

Poof, kill with one hit!

The city was suddenly silent, and the enemy and our soldiers were stunned. Everyone looked around~

Suddenly, the sharp-eyed saw the highest attic in Yangzhou, on the top of the Yingtian Pavilion, there was a figure, standing against the sky, holding a bow and arrows, heroic posture, there is a momentum of piercing the clouds, and the power of opening the sky.

Of course, Wei Jin also saw it, opened his mouth, and wanted to shout something, but he was full of tears and couldn't speak......

It's him, that's right, the Great Protector! Ying Tianyang!

Childe closed his eyes silently and bit his lip.

At about this time, the Yangzhou soldiers knew who that person was, a little sad but inexplicably excited.

Everyone was stunned, and the beads were repeated, several centurions of the enemy army fell in response, the enemy vanguard suddenly blew up the pot, and retreated one after another, the morale of the Yangzhou defenders was high, and for a time, they repelled several centurions who rushed up, and also knocked down the enemy's building car.

Childe shook the folding fan and looked into the distance.

The sky was high and the clouds were low, and Ying Tianyang stood on the top of the attic, sweating profusely and panting. He knew that at this time, the morale was available, the morale of the army was not chaotic, and he couldn't lose for a while.