The invention of the East, the dawn rises, and the morning glow dyes the vast earth with a layer of gold.

In the Wei camp in the north of the city, the doors of the camp were wide open, and tens of thousands of Wei soldiers, with high morale and the determination to destroy the Huns, opened the camp in an orderly manner and gathered in front of Linrong City.

When the sky is bright, 100,000 troops are arrayed in front of the city, hundreds of large and small battle formations, battle flags cover the sky, and swords and halberds are like forests.

An imperial flag with the word "Wei" slowly came out of the Wei army, passed through thousands of troops, and arrived in front of the battle.

Under the banner, Su Zhe sat on his crotch with red rabbits, eagle eyes like blades, and a domineering and contemptuous gaze, sweeping at Linrong City from afar.

He could feel that at this moment, the last city of the Huns was secretly trembling.

After attacking the city for three days in a row, Su Zhe expected that the will of the Huns to resist was close to collapse, and today he would gather all his forces to launch a final battle against the Huns.

Glancing back at the enthusiastic soldiers, Su Zhe took a deep breath and said loudly: "Warriors of Great Wei, the destruction of the Xiongnu is today, if you don't break Linrong, you will not give up!" ”

"If you don't break Linrong, you vow not to give up-"

"If you don't break Linrong, you vow not to give up-"

Thousands of soldiers roared loudly, killing the sound of self-confidence, making the heavens and the earth change color, making the gods and ghosts look sideways, and shaking the Linrong City a hundred steps away.

Along the front line of the city, tens of thousands of remnants of the Huns were defeated, and in the face of the monstrous momentum of the Wei army, they all felt frightened and trembled.

They looked at each other, and the word "despair" was written on their bitter faces.

In the center of the tower, Yu Fuluo's face was gloomy, his eyes were strong and strong, and he shouted: "My Great Hun has lasted for hundreds of years, and the old enemy of the Han Dynasty has never died, and it will never die in the hands of Wei today. ”

"Fight side by side and defend the city—"

"Fight side by side and defend the city—"

The Hun soldiers on the left and right were slightly aroused and brandished maces, responding to the encouragement of Fuluo.

It's a pity that their spiritual morale is far from the surging and high-spirited Wei army.

"Are you still dying, huh......"

A trace of contempt flashed across Su Zheyingwu's face, and he pulled out his sword and pointed fiercely at the enemy city: "The whole army will attack, raze Linrong to the ground, capture Yu Luo alive, and reward ten thousand gold!" ”

Tom tom tom ~ ~

The drums of war shook the sky, overshadowing the cries of the Huns and sounding the horn of the Wei army's attack.

On the front line stretching for hundreds of steps, countless Wei soldiers were in a roar, and under the leadership of Ma Chao, Deng Ai, Yan Liang and other generals, they advanced towards Linrong City.

The overwhelming tide of soldiers swept in like dark clouds close to the ground, kicking up billowing dust and mist, making the ground tremble under their feet.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei army approached a hundred paces.

Yuvro took a deep breath, waved his scimitar, and shouted: "Crossbowman, release the arrow!" ”

The flag waved, and the five thousand crossbowmen immediately bent their bows and opened their arrows.

Whoosh!

Countless sharp arrows rose into the air, pouring down towards the Wei army like a torrential rain in the sky.

"Raise your shield, dodge arrows!" Ma Chao shouted loudly, and at the same time brandished the silver spear, turning into an iron curtain in front of him.

The heavy sound of metal grinding suddenly rose, and Wei Jun raised the shield in his hand to block it above his head.

The rain of arrows struck, blood splattered, screams rang out, and hundreds of Wei soldiers were pierced through the gaps by sharp arrows and shot to the ground.

The rain of arrows of the Huns came one after another, and the soldiers of the Wei army continued to fall in pools of blood.

The young Wei soldiers were fearless, and continued to advance steadily in the face of the rain of flying locusts and arrows.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei army had approached in front of the moat.

"Crossbowman, counterattack!" Deng Ai yelled.

The order flag waved, and the more than 20,000 Wei crossbowmen hidden in the formation immediately raised their strong bows and crossbows and shot towards the enemy city.

Airplanes~~

With a loud sound of 10,000 birds flapping their wings, nearly 20,000 sharp arrows, the black pressure rose into the air like a wall of blades, and the sky stretched across a hundred paces, "bombarded" towards the enemy city.

"Dodge the arrows! Dodge arrows! ”

Huvro shrank down the battlements in a hurry, screaming hoarsely.

Along the line of the city, whether it was a crossbowman or a scimitar, the Huns squatted down to avoid the arrows.

Dense and sharp arrows shot in an instant, nailing the entire city wall with a layer of barbs.

The screams sounded, and after all, there were still Huns who reacted slowly and were shot to the ground, and more than 100 were killed and injured in an instant.

The Wei crossbowmen began to fire non-stop, nearly five times the number of the enemy, enough to suppress the enemy until they could no longer raise their heads and could no longer effectively release arrows to prevent the Wei army from crossing the moat.

The enemy's arrows were suppressed, and the Wei soldiers in the front row quickly threw the soil bags into the moat, filling the moat that had been filled earlier and the Huns had not had time to clean up.

"Build a ladder and attack the city!" Yan Liang pointed at his sword and roared.

The Wei army burst into formation, and thousands of Wei sabers and shields rushed to the city wall with hundreds of ladders, roaring and shouting, raising the ladders one by one and smashing them against the city wall.

The siege begins.

Countless Wei soldiers, with the determination to be rewarded for meritorious service, raised their hand shields, copied the ring head knife, and began to scramble towards the enemy city, and in a blink of an eye, they were densely attached to the city wall.

"Stand up and fight back! Fight back now! Don't let a Wei dog climb to the top of the city! ”

Finally daring to stand up, he roared and screamed with his scimitar, picked up a flying stone with his own hands and threw it down.

With a scream, a Wei soldier was hit on the head, splashed in all directions, and fell into the city screaming, falling into a pulp.

The Hun soldiers hiding under the city got up one after another, mustered up their last faith, and launched a counterattack against the Wei army.

Sharp arrows were shot down, flying stones were smashed, and hundreds of Wei soldiers and soldiers kept falling from the ladder and lying on the ground forever.

A fierce offensive and defensive battle unfolded under the golden morning light.

The Huns all understood the meaning of this battle, if they lost this battle, they had to say goodbye to the Central Plains flower world, and fled back to the grassland to drink the northwest wind, in order to keep this corner of the land, they had to fight hard.

It's a pity that their courage and fighting spirit have long been exhausted in the strong attack of the Wei army for several days, and in less than half an hour of confrontation, their spiritual will was finally crushed by the Wei army's crazy attack.

The rout begins.

On the left flank of the city tower, more than a dozen soldiers who had a nervous breakdown, taking advantage of the leader's inattention, discarded their weapons and fled off the city wall, seized the war horse and fled to the west gate.

Immediately afterwards, a group of soldiers on the right flank saw that the situation was not good, and they also abandoned their weapons and fled to the city.

The rout spread like a plague among the Huns, and soon, hundreds of Huns gave up resistance and fled to the city.

"Don't run away, whoever dares to run away will be killed!" Furro was anxious and angry, brandishing his scimitar and roaring.

To no avail.

What is the glory of the Great Huns, what is the Central Plains Flower World, all the big cakes have lost their temptation, and the Huns who have lost their fighting spirit have only one thought left in their hearts:

Save this little life!

Even if you go to the grassland to drink the northwest wind, as long as you can live.

Driven by the idea of seeking business, the Huns ignored the threat of Yu Fuluo, the big single Yu, and fled to the city in pieces.

As soon as the Huns fled, the pressure on the Wei army plummeted, and hundreds of Wei troops took advantage of the situation to rush to the city and slaughter the defeated Huns.

"Da Danyu, the general trend has gone, Linrong City is impossible to hold, abandon the city and retreat." Jia Kui said sadly and helplessly.

Yu Furo gritted his teeth, his heart was ten thousand reluctant, and his hideous face was almost suffocated with anger.

In the end, he still stomped his foot, let out a long sigh of helplessness, and turned to flee towards the city.

Jia Kui breathed a sigh of relief, followed closely, and wanted to escape together.

At this moment, a cold arrow shot at the head of the city, hitting Jia Kui in the back, and he screamed and fell to the ground.