Chapter 39 Turning the Tide

Ma Pi was taken aback, and when he saw that there were actually Xinye City defenders coming to reinforce him, he couldn't help but be shocked, shouldn't they go to the West City Gate? Why did you suddenly think of this?

However, when he saw that there were not many people coming, Ma Pi's disdain came spontaneously, and only a few hundred people came, and it was equivalent to dying in vain.

Gao Ye saw that the battle between the two armies was in full swing, and he thought that Guo Jia was worthy of being the top strategist of the Three Kingdoms, and he actually knew that there would be Yellow Turban thieves at the North City Gate.

Gao Ye rushed forward with an arrow step, only to hear a choking sound, and there were two more thief blades in front of him, and the next moment the spear was waved, and the color of a weapon exchange sounded, and suddenly a sword fell to the ground, and the body of the thief also fell with a bang, and blood overflowed.

"Kill"!

Gao Ye roared angrily, and took the lead in killing into the Yellow Turban Thief Formation, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, invincible everywhere he went, heads rolling, flesh and blood flying, and twenty or thirty corpses were lying in wait in a moment.

The conjured Dao light and shadow was like a storm, directly piercing the chests of several thieves through a large blood hole at the same time.

As soon as his shout came out, the soldiers also clenched their long knives and rushed up like a tide.

The moment they pounced, a cold light flashed, and a big knife slashed through the throats of the yellow turban thieves, and they all fell to the ground, leaving only the sound of cold wind swishing into the pharyngeal tube.

However, when Zhou Cang slashed this blow, his arm was still aching faintly, and the scar that had just been recombined burst out. If it weren't for his tough begging, I'm afraid Gao Ye wouldn't have let him appear on the battlefield.

A leap jumped into the siege of thieves, no matter how many people he rushed up, Zhou Cang was not afraid, his purpose was very clear, that is, to press these thieves off the city wall, but if anyone resisted, they would all be sent back to the west with a unified sword.

At this time, the Yellow Turban thieves had densely packed the entire city, and the unfortunate thieves were pushed down the city walls, forming a disgusting and terrifying piece of flesh.

Accompanied by the deafening sound of gold and iron, shouts and screams came one after another, and the two sides launched a fierce struggle on the head of the city. From time to time, people are cut down under the city wall, and the red blood stains the city wall in a dappled way, which is shocking.

"You can recognize this general"!

Ma Pihu roared, raised his knife and slashed at the oncoming Zhou Cang.

"Bell"!

Hearing only a deafening sound of gold and iron, Ma Pi only felt a tingling in the tiger's mouth, knowing that the other party's strength was profound, and put away the heart of the enemy just now.

Even though Zhou Cang's injuries were not healed, how could a military general who had not entered the stream resist, and he was suddenly pressed to hide in Tibet, and he had no power to fight back.

The two sides fought for less than ten rounds, and Ma Pi was already in danger.

Seeing this, Zhou Cang squeezed the strength on his body, poured into both hands and clenched the big knife, cut out gusts of wind, and swung it with all his strength!

The spear in his hand was over, but he found that the strength in his body could not resist the terrifying force of the other party, the spear broke in two, and Ma Pi flew out completely, collapsed on the ground, and the armor on his chest was split with a deep scar.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Ma Bi trembled and held on to the ground and sat up, his eyes full of fear.

With the support of the thieves around him, Ma Bi hid behind the crowd with palpitations, and was busy letting the thieves surround him.

Zhou Cang looked at Ma Pi, who was seriously injured but had no danger of his life, and he watched the cooked duck that was about to fly away, and immediately slashed several thieves in front of him with a knife, wanting to rush up to catch up. I only hate the thieves and soldiers, and I just cut a few, as if they were constantly being made up.

And at this time, dozens of thieves frantically surrounded one person, and the sword was slashed out!

"Drink"!

"Click"!

I only heard a sudden shout, and the sound penetrated through the nine skies, and the dozens of thieves were immediately squeezed and flew by an unbearable violent force, and the blades in their hands were even more shattered into countless fragments, and all of them disappeared into the Yellow Turban thieves flying wildly in an instant.

And a person's straight body, with a spear horizontally and not angry and self-assured, reflected in everyone's eyes, the violent killing machine spread like a tide to the surroundings, and the surrounding momentum skyrocketed, even the friendly troops felt a strong killing intent at this moment!

The Yellow Turban thief who just wanted to pounce on him was suddenly frightened! The footsteps involuntarily staggered back, and his hands trembled so much that he couldn't even hold the blade in his hand.

"Drink"!

The voice was still ringing in place, and I saw that Gao Ye's whole person had appeared ten meters away, and as soon as he grasped the barrel of the silver gun, he dragged it with his hand, and the next moment Ma Pi rushed up.

A kick fell with a bang, and in the tooth-aching bone cracking sound, Ma Pi had a pair of eyeballs, as if he was about to stare out, and his heart and lungs were bursting on his chest!

Terror!

Everyone cast horrified eyes, and no one would believe it when all this was said, which was faster than the sound!

What they didn't know was that Takano triggered the Flying Thunder God, and he had already hung his shuriken on the silver spear.

Meanwhile......

West City Gate!

The crippled gates have fallen!

A mighty shout of killing was heard, followed by waves of Yellow Turban thieves, each with a blade, rushing in.

"Kill"!

Wei Yan and Xing Daorong took the lead, swung their knives suddenly, roared angrily, and slashed out fiercely, instantly cutting down several thieves who rushed towards them.

The city gate has been breached, and the defenders can only fight to the death to block the city entrance, and as long as there is still a breath left, they will not easily let the thieves cross half a step, unless they step on their corpses!

At this moment, there were 10,000 thieves pouring in from outside the city, and the defenders were only about 2,000, a difference of five times.

Xing Daorong had already killed his eyes, and he knocked out a few swept spears with a single sword, and then slashed horizontally with a big knife, and blood splattered everywhere in an instant.

There were Yellow Turban thieves on all sides, and he was completely disoriented.

PS: Alas, there is no state at all today, very poor, I feel that the writing is very messy, not in a state, and thank you for the chapter push, thank you, thank you.