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"Lao Cheng, it seems that something is wrong!"

Zhao Fu squinted his eyes and looked fixedly at the chaotic refugees under the city, frowning thoughtfully. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh?"

Cheng Huan was also a lot more vigilant when he heard this, his eyes widened, and his hands touched his waist.

Zhao Fu's eyes were like electricity, shuttling back and forth among the refugees, and the bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Cheng Huan's gaze was placed in the distance, and his frowning brows were locked into a mountain peak with the slightly raised dust and smoke.

"Close the gates!"

Cheng Huan suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand, shouted at the top of his voice and ordered: "Those who dare to obstruct or take advantage of the chaos to provoke will be killed!" ”

And Zhao Fu had already turned over and got off the city wall, and rushed towards the city gate in a hurry.

The reaction of the second general Zhao Cheng was not unpleasant, but there were too many refugees blocking the city gate, seeing the swords and guns of the Youhe army unsheathed, and the fierce and vicious look, the seven souls and six spirits were all frightened, and they began to blindly attack the Youhe army under the encouragement of those who had a heart.

There were not many troops guarding at the city gates, but they were still a little stretched compared to the dense crowd of refugees. Although Cheng Huan had already issued an order to kill without mercy, the soldiers did not dare to swing their knives easily, for fear that the surging emotions of the crowd would make the situation even more uncontrollable.

The sound of horses' hooves became denser and louder, and Cheng Huan, who was sweating profusely, gritted his teeth fiercely, held his bow in his hand, and fired three arrows at the same time, without aiming at all, he rushed to the front of the crowd, and shot the three refugees who were the most ferocious on the spot.

Sometimes it can be very effective, but sometimes it can be counterproductive.

There is a saying that the people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death, and this is the case today. All the refugees knew very well that if they did not get into the city, they would surely die. So, in order to survive, they can only throw away the fear of death.

"The Youji army is in danger of people's lives, we fight with them!"

"If you can't rush into the city, everyone will die!"

"Chong, rush, don't be afraid, there are many of us, and the Youji army will not dare to kill!"

Do you really dare not kill people? That, of course, is impossible. Although there are very few defenders of the Yuan clan who follow Han Jun to fight in the east and west, they have all fought a few tough battles, how can a strong man who licks blood from the knife edge pity other people's lives?

However, no matter how they kill the killer, they can't control the situation. The rioting refugees are like an unstoppable torrent that cannot be effectively stopped, let alone closed before the enemy attack arrives.

"Shameless traitor! He disregarded the death of the Li people under his rule and started a war in vain, which is really damned! ”

Zhao Fu stomped his foot fiercely, drew a knife in his hand, and was ruthless in his heart, and could no longer care about his subordinates. After all, compared to the group of poor and hateful refugees in front of them, the lives of civilians in the city dozens of times more important.

With Zhao Fu as an example, the soldiers of the Youhe Army finally lost all their worries and turned into cold-blooded killing machines.

One after another, the heads of the dead people rolled down, and one after another terrible screams rang out everywhere, and in the face of the brutal killing of the Youji army, the unarmed refugees finally felt the piercing fear.

They began to tremble, they began to retreat unconsciously, and in the shadow of death, no one could calmly deal with it. Even those troublemakers who were mixed in the crowd did not dare to come forward and continue to instigate the refugees to confront the rebels. Because, Cheng Huan, who was standing at the head of the city, had already sniped out many of their accomplices without fail.

The gate of Yuan's City creaked and slowly closed, not only making the refugees who were still blocking the city feel deep despair, but also making Wen Chou, the vanguard general of the Yuan army, who was still about a thousand steps away, anxious, and his eyes were like fire, and he tried his best to kill before the city gate was closed.

Yuan's army has few horses, and every cavalry is very precious, but in order to increase the success rate of this sneak attack, Yuan Shao sent all the cavalry under his command to Wen Chou, in order to be able to attack and take Yuanshi City unprepared.

The Yuan clan, like Nanpi, is full of bitter memories for the vast majority of Yuan's soldiers. Therefore, if Yuanshi City can be taken, it will definitely greatly improve the morale of the whole army, and it is not impossible to control the entire Jizhou in one go.

Therefore, when Xu Yu offered a plan and suggested that Yuan Shao take advantage of the chaos to enter the city, send troops to raid and break the city while the chaos was broken, Yuan Shao only thought about it and agreed to this strategy.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, Yuan Shao had to admit that the current situation was very passive for him. If you can't fight to the death while Han Jun hasn't slowed down, and when Han Jun has regained enough energy, what awaits him is likely to be the end of destruction and extinction.

"The rats are gone, dare to fight with me!"

Wen Chou took the lead, coming like lightning, and seeing that it was already a little too late, in a hurry, he could only shout loudly, hoping to attract the attention of the enemy soldiers and slow down the speed of closing the door of the army.

Wen Chou's purpose was easily hit, and not only attracted the attention of Zhao Fu under the city, but Cheng Huan in the city also noticed him.

"Wen Chou?"

"Wen Chou!"

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree. Although Wen Chou has not performed too well under Yuan Shao in the past two years, after all, he was also a famous general in Hebei in the past.

Zhao Fu's ability is not outstanding under Han Jun, whether it is the ability to lead the army in battle or personal force, it is very average, but the reason why he is trusted by Han Jun and entrusted with important tasks is that in addition to his loyalty, another point is that he has always been accurate in his positioning.

It is wise not to do it, this is the work of a reckless man, Zhao Fu will never do that kind of thankless thing.

Therefore, Wen Chou's call for battle, instead of stimulating him to stand up and swing his sword to meet the battle, he commanded his subordinates to speed up the speed of closing the city gate.

Zhao Fu is steady, Cheng Huan is shrewd, and these two people can complement each other together.

Another bow and three arrows, Cheng Huan smiled and aimed at Wen Chou. At the same time, the crossbowmen who followed him to the left and right also aimed Leng Sensen's arrows at the only remaining general under Yuan Shao's hands.

As one of the world's first-class generals, Wen Chou's perception of danger is far more than ordinary people. He didn't even need to look up to look at it, the alarm bell in his heart was already ringing violently.

Although Wen Chou is very confident in his personal force, he wants to be unharmed in the case of ten thousand arrows, but he doesn't even think about it. At this point, the most sensible option is to turn the horse's head and retreat to safety beyond the range of the bow and arrow. However, Wen Chou could not do this.

Go back, and he will be safe. But even if he had a thousand reasons to retreat, he could only grit his teeth and move on. Because, in fact, he has no way out, and Yuan Shao has no way out.

In the sound of "whooshing" feather arrows piercing through the air, Wen Chou waved the spear in his hand, desperately blocking, and the people were also moving on the horse, but in the dense rain of arrows, they could only protect the vital parts, and if they wanted to be unscathed, it was simply a fool's dream.

Closer, closer.

Wen Chou could almost see the mottled blood marks on Zhao Fu's face clearly, and at this time, there was still enough space in the heavy door for him to fly in. Wen Chou believes that as long as he is given a chance, he will be able to turn things around.

"Ahh

Wen Chou, who was covered with feather arrows like an arrow target, roared excitedly, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like wind and lightning.

This shot, Wen Chou used all his strength, this was his last chance, as long as he could insert it before the city gate was completely closed, he would have enough chance to open this thick gate again.

But it's a pity that nine times out of ten things are unsatisfactory in the world, Wen Chou has almost touched the edge of success, but in the end, he can only look up to the sky with regret and sigh.

Falling short!

This is the only thought in the heart of Wen Chou, who fell to the ground.

Wen Chou was covered in armor, but the Xiliang BMW under his crotch did not have such a tight defense as him, and in the process of speeding all the way, he was already scarred and overwhelmed.

After holding on for so long, whether it is physical strength or endurance, it has already reached the limit, and finally at the last moment, and at the most critical time, he exhausted his last trace of strength due to excessive blood loss, and fell unwillingly on the way to the charge.

The war horse fell, and Wen Chou not only lost the last chance, but also fell into an extremely dangerous situation in an instant.

The arrows on the head of the city rained down, and the panicked refugees dodged around like headless flies, but in just a moment, Wen Chou, who fell to the ground, had already been trampled on three or five feet, and fortunately his physique was far beyond ordinary people, otherwise he might never be able to get up again.

With a loud bang, the gate of Yuanshi City was completely closed.

Wen Chou looked at the city gate wrapped in thick iron sheets with a desperate face, and his heart was extremely bitter.

Cheng Huan's gaze has never left Wen Chou, although his arms are already extremely sour, slightly swollen, and every arrow pierces the pain in his heart. However, he still gritted his teeth and drew the bowstring again, and once again aimed in the direction where Wen Chou was.

"Stop!"

Zhao Fu, who walked back to the city, grabbed Cheng Huan's arm, and at the same time waved his hand to stop the rest of the crossbowmen to continue shooting.

"Why?"

Cheng Huan's face was full of incomprehension, "That's ugly!" The number one general under Yuan Shao, once he is shot, it will inevitably greatly dampen the morale of the enemy army! ”

Zhao Fu nodded quietly, "I know." ”

Cheng Huan was even more puzzled, "Then why did you stop me?" ”

Zhao Fu bit his lip and pointed at the refugees under the city, his expression was extremely painful and entangled, "Because of them!" ”

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