Chapter Forty-Nine: Catch a Forever Free Iron
A few steps forward, a shot directly stabbed at Gongsun Sheng's neck, this shot was fast and fast, there was even a faint thunder and lightning roar when the gun was released, and without waiting for Gongsun Sheng to react, he was picked up by Yang Zaixing with a gun in one hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Demon Dao, let's see what you can do?" Yang Zaixing sneered.
Gongsun Sheng's face was full of despair, he really didn't understand, when he first learned the art of immortal dao with his master Nanhua Immortal, he only felt that he had already seen through the red dust and was bent on seeking immortals, this time he went down the mountain to Zhang Jiao, and he wanted to experience the feeling of being honored as an immortal in front of these mortals, and the result was very satisfied, and the entire Yellow Turban Army respected him, including his senior brother, Zhang Jiao.
However, just now, the Han man in front of him actually picked him up with a mortal weapon, and the immortal art that he had always been proud of was vulnerable in front of this Han general.
"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"
Gongsun Sheng snorted fiercely, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.
Yang Zaixing sneered and said, "Let's go with a certain person." ā
As the Han army then invested 10,000 troops at the east gate, Yang Zaixing took the entire east gate in less than half an hour, and after planting the banner of General Pingbei, 10,000 troops in the town were ready to go from the city to surround the west gate.
"General Tiangong....... Finished.... It's all over.........." Wu Yong ran in from outside the door with a worried face, and said urgently.
Zhang Jiao quietly hid the towel behind his back that was coughing and wiping blood, and said with a weak face: "Master Wu, what's the matter?" Why are you in such a hurry? ā
"General..... Your junior brother, Lord Gongsun, he..... He was captured by the Han generals........."
Zhang Jiao was in a trance when he heard this, and this matter was like a thunderbolt from the sky, making Zhang Jiao's already weak head blank.
"Senior Brother....... ......... captured by General Han."
"Yes, General, my subordinates saw it with their own eyes......."
Zhang Jiao couldn't hold back any longer when he heard this, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the strange thing was that the bright red blood carried a fishy smell.
Zhang Jiao's own medical skills are not weak, and there is a inheritance of medical skills in the Taiping Technique passed on to him by the Nanhua Immortals, but unfortunately he has only learned the tip of the iceberg, and he can't cure the strange disease he has obtained at all.
However, this mouthful of vomiting blood frightened Wu Yong.
"General..... It doesn't matter to you......."
Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly, he knew that he was afraid that the time had come, but he pitied his junior brother, although he was a little impetuous, he was afraid that it would be over if he was captured by the Han generals at this time, and according to the rules of the Han court, he was afraid that he would be beheaded in front of ten thousand people.
"Master Wu, you should inform you, Yantong, General Yanzhang..... Lead the rest of your brothers to flee for their lives..... You go with it...... Yellow Turban Army.... That's the end of it....." Zhang Jiao said as he vomited blood.
Wu Yong's face was full of anxiety, and said: "General, the Han army has not yet entered the city, and now it is completely too late for me to evacuate together, as long as the general you are in the Yellow Turban, I will make a comeback sooner or later!" ā
"No...... It's late...... I'm afraid my body doesn't have time......." Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly, he didn't want to lead the Yellow Turban Army to fight a world, but unfortunately, he was seriously ill and was unable to do these things.
"Go, Master Wu.... Don't go again... I can't go! Zhang Jiao smiled.
Wu Yong's face was already full of tears at this moment, with tears in his eyes, he wiped away the tears in his eyes, shook his robe and knelt down on his knees and said, "General!" Rest assured! Wu Yong swears here that he will fight with that Liu Hong Lao'er in this life, and the Pingbei general Yang Zihan, if he doesn't slash Yang Zihan with his own hands, Wu Yong will see the general without a face! ā
With that, get up and leave.
Only Zhang Jiao was left alone in the room. A low sigh echoed in the simple room.........
At the West Gate.
"Ding, the iron spear attribute of the famous general Wang Yanzhang in the late Liang period broke out, the force +3, and the current force value is 100."
"! Boss Wang, this is going against the sky! 100 Brawn..... Tsk, if it weren't for the revival of the revival, there would really be only one Han Baohu under General Ben who could fight you for a few rounds. Yang Feng exclaimed.
In the city, Yang Zaixing led an army of 10,000 galloping towards the west gate. 10,000 well-equipped Han troops rushed towards the west gate of Guangzong City, and the people in the streets were closed, they knew that there was a war outside, one side was a great sage and a good teacher, and one side was the imperial army.
"Han General! Take another trick! Wang Yanzhang swung his iron gun and slammed it towards Yang Yanan.
Not to be outdone, Yang Yanan clenched the spear in his hand, did not retreat, but advanced, and stabbed towards Wang Yanzhang. Listening to the sound of "Dangchang", the sound of weapon handover wiped out a dazzling spark, Yang Yanan only felt a strong attack, the tiger's mouth was painful, and he couldn't help but take four or five steps back.
"Shhh.......hhh Such a brave thief will ........" Yang Yanan's heart was full of solemnity, and he was engrossed in fighting with Wang Yanzhang.
Choose! Stab! Poke! Draw out! The Yang family's marksmanship was used to the extreme, but in the face of Wang Yanzhang, who had a force value of 100 points, it was useless.
After ten moves, Yang Yanan has slowly fallen into the disadvantage.
On the other side, Gao Shun led hundreds of elites from the trapping camp to surround the "One Word Long Snake Formation" and besieged Zhang Liang and Wang Yantong!
When had Zhang Wang and the others seen such a ferocious formation, they were besieged in the formation for a while, limited to passivity.
Wu Yong, who came out of Zhang Jiao's house, quietly dodged the troops who were fighting frantically, and went around the place where Wang Yanzhang and Yang Yanan were fighting not far away.
"General Wang! The east gate has been broken! The 30,000 Han army has already besieged and killed, and General Tiangong has an order to abandon Guangzong and withdraw immediately! Wu shouted at Wang Yanzhang with a loud voice.
Wang Yanzhang's martial arts are so strong, he naturally heard Wu Yong's shout, but he was entangled by the mortal Han general in front of him at this time, and he had no time to deal with Wu Yong. But thinking that the East Gate was lost and the 30,000 Han troops were about to besiege him, Wang Yanzhang didn't care to be slightly heavy.
glanced at Zhang Liang and Wang Yantong, who were being besieged in the distance, and his heart moved.
"General Han, take another move!"
Wang Yanzhang stabbed straight out with a shot, pointing directly at Yang Yanan's eyebrows, Yang Yanan was shocked, why did this person suddenly attack so desperately?
didn't have time to think about it, Yang Yanan swung his body, and flashed to the left, dodging a shot from Wang Yanzhang, Yang Yanan didn't have time to catch his breath, he saw a little cold light sweeping towards his head, Yang Yanan scolded in his heart, and rolled on the spot with a donkey.
When I got up and looked, I didn't see Wang Yanzhang's figure.
After taking a closer look, I saw that the thief had already jumped off the city wall, snatched a horse, and galloped straight towards the place where the camp besieged Zhang Liang and the others.