Zhao Yun is not a saint, his patience has a bottom line, the Taishou of Hongnong and the land of Sanfu, Zhao Yun can't interfere for the time being, and he doesn't have hope, the order is meaningless, but for the land of three rivers, Zhao Yun will not endure it again and again.

In the depths of Luoyang, in the cracks of the three rivers, the land of the three rivers, he must be firmly controlled in his own hands.

Gan Ning walked to Zhao Yun's side and asked, "Lord, I heard that you have sent troops into Beibi Mountain, why didn't you ambush the Huns halfway, but let them come to Luoyang with a shout." ”

Gan Ning had a violent temper, hated the Huns very much, hated to go out of the city immediately and kill them, just seeing these people, his heart was very unhappy.

Zhao Yun smiled, "Xingba, don't worry, it's not the time yet, if you start in advance, it will only startle the snake, since they want to attack the city, let them attack, we have the advantage of the city, we can defend the city, what is there to worry about." ”

Zhao Yun's purpose was to use the city wall of Luoyang to give full play to the advantages of the infantry defending the city, first rubbing the sharp spirit of the Huns, and then, once King Zuo Xian learned that Xu Huang had sent troops to their lair, he would inevitably return to the army immediately, so that Bishan was their burial place.

The Huns prepared for a day, busy and very tired, and turned the day, King Zuo Xian directly ordered the siege of the city.

King Zuo Xian knew very well in his heart that he had come from a long distance and did not carry too much grain and grass, so he had to fight quickly, otherwise the morale would be low as time went by, and once the grain and grass could not be helped, the army would be in chaos.

As soon as the sky was bright, there was an earth-shaking drum and horn outside the city, the Huns swarmed forward, rushed to the Luoyang city wall like a tide, and before they came closer, there was a bang, on the high wall, a group of black-armored soldiers flashed out, like a human wall, followed by the archers who opened their bows and arrows, and their eyes were staring at the approaching Huns, looking down from a height, in the eyes of the Han army, the Huns were like a group of chaotic ants.

The sky was full of dust, soaring into the air, the Huns strode forward, the momentum was huge, King Zuo Xian rode on horseback, arrogant, and let out a sneer with disdain, "Even if Zhao Yun returns to Luoyang, with his little strength, the city will be broken just around the corner." ”

"Kill, rush, set foot in Luoyang, and the chickens and dogs will not stay." The Huns shouted and shouted, their footsteps were swift and their momentum was unprecedentedly high.

The strong bows and crossbows on the city wall were waiting for them, the archers were tense in their nerves, and their fierce eyes locked on the enemies one after another, seeing that the Huns who were rushing to the front were already less than a hundred steps, Fang Yue raised his right hand and suddenly slashed down like a blade, "Release the arrow!" ”

Whoosh!

Feather arrows flew and shot down the city like a storm, and the Huns wore very few armor, and their flesh and blood were like live targets, defenseless, and they fell straight down in a large area after only one round of shooting.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!"

Fang Yue continued to order, the gestures did not stop, the archers were merciless, their movements were fast, wave after wave of arrow rain, overwhelmingly shooting down, screams one after another, some of them were hit by several arrows, and they were shot into hedgehogs on the spot, their eyes widened, and they did not blink to death.

The sound of breaking through the air, dense and hurried, endless, without stopping, the Huns fell one by one, and the people behind continued to charge forward almost stepping on the corpses of their companions.

The Huns did not suppress the catapults of the archers of the Han army, so they had to send archers to try to shoot at the Han army, but they were under the city, and the arrows they shot were difficult to hit the target, and most of the feathered arrows fell weakly before they reached the city wall.

Zuo Xian scolded angrily, and repeatedly urged, "Rush forward for me, as long as you climb the city wall, there is nothing to be afraid of." ”

After all, the Huns are numerous, not long after, the ladder was set up on the city wall, with the earth-shattering shout, the Huns have climbed the ladder, only a moment of effort, the ladder is full of people, dense, like a bunch of ripe grapes.

Fang Yue waved the command flag in his hand, the archers temporarily retreated, and the soldiers quickly picked up the rolling wood and stones that had been prepared long ago, and smashed them under the city.

Some died thoroughly without waiting for the landing, and some were lucky not to be stoned to death, but when they landed, they were ruthlessly pierced through the body by their own people's knives and guns.

Rolling wood and stone on the city wall, fully prepared, there are a lot of fire oil in the clay pot, the Huns go forward one after another, constantly launch a charge, but can never climb the city wall, the tragic siege battle, the casualties increase exponentially, less than half an hour, outside the city is already a sea of blood.

The gray city wall was stained maroon by layers of blood, the red was dazzling, the red was frightening, and the blood was still flowing down like a stream.

The city wall is more than a few zhang high, under the reflection of the sun, scarlet and shiny, in the face of the tidal wave of the Huns, the sons of the Han army are steaming and murderous, all of them are red-eyed, and many people have even shouted hoarsely, and their mouths let out a beast-like whining sound.

King Zuo Xian was very unwilling, continued to order, turned the day, the siege battle was more tragic, the Huns gradually climbed the city wall, the Han army struggled to slash and kill, did not retreat, did not let the Huns cross the thunder pond one step, and fought fiercely for a long time, King Zuo Xian became more and more desperate, even though he was able to climb the city wall, but the result was not what he wanted.

Go up one, die one, go up a pair, die a pair, the dead corpses roll, flesh and blood flying, no matter how fierce the Huns' offensive is, they are always blocked by the defenders.

The Han army fought desperately and bloodily, all like crazy beasts, even the blades were curled, they didn't notice it, they still kept chopping and chopping, killing pigs and sheep, chopping the enemy into meat sauce and chopping into mud.

"Report, report-" When King Zuo Xian was anxious in his heart, a horse flew behind him, "King, something is wrong, Shan Yu's royal court was attacked by the Han army, and Shan Yu ordered you to quickly withdraw your troops and return to help." ”

"What......?" Zuo Xianwang was taken aback, his body shook, and he almost fell off his horse.

After asking about the situation, Zuo Xian gritted his teeth angrily, bit his lips out, and unwillingly glanced at the city tower, waved his big hand, and commanded helplessly, "Withdraw the troops!" ”

After nearly two days of fierce fighting, nearly 20,000 casualties were paid, not only did not advance an inch, but he couldn't take Luoyang for a long time, but was put on a fierce position, King Zuo Xian really couldn't understand why, there would be a large Han army in the royal court alone.

The Huns retreated like a tide, Zhao Yun did not pursue immediately, King Zuo Xian mistakenly thought that Zhao Yun's troops were not up to and he was unable to catch up, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.