Han Sui and their Min monarchs and ministers also came out of the shadow of Zhang Heng's killing and the fall of the city, optimistic that Fancheng had blocked Zhang Yuan's progress, and their Great Min Kingdom would turn from danger to safety.

The dark clouds that hung over the hearts of the Min people were gradually fading away, and they seemed to think that it would not be long before Zhang Yuan, who was under the old city, would have to withdraw due to the civil strife caused by the rebellion of the clans in the country.

Han Sui sent a letter of award, praised Yang He, and generously announced that as long as the defenders of Fancheng could defend Zhang Yuan's retreat, everyone would be rewarded.

Just when Yang He was immersed in Han Sui's praise, it was dusk, and more than 10,000 Great Zhou Iron Horsemen had quietly circled to the vicinity of the west gate of Fancheng.

Before the last ray of the remnant sun set, Zhang Yuan's majestic figure appeared in front of the Yin Gate of Fancheng, and immediately crossed his sword, looking at the enemy city from afar.

The foreplay has been played out, and today is the time for the real highlight.

Looking back behind him, 10,000 knights lined up solemnly, and on every young face, a strong murderous aura was surging.

The killing machine burned wildly in the army, surging and rolling like an undercurrent.

The prototype in Zhang Yuan's eyes was also excited.

In the past two days, he had several exchanges with Zhou Yan, and it was decided that in the evening of this day, Zhou Yan would seize control of the West Gate, open the city gate and let his army enter the city.

As long as Zhang Yuan can let his Great Zhou's iron cavalry smoothly rush into Fancheng, even if Yang He transfers all the troops in the city, he can't stop the crushing of his iron cavalry.

The sun has set.

"Light the wolf smoke signal." Zhang Yuan shouted without hesitation.

Under the royal order, three beacon fires were lit, and thick black smoke rose into the sky, clearly visible within a radius of more than ten miles.

At the head of the city, the defenders of the Fujian army quickly discovered the wolf smoke, looked in the direction of the wolf smoke, and immediately saw the overwhelming Da Zhou iron cavalry with no end in sight.

The sound of the gong warning immediately sounded at the head of the city.

The sentry who was the first to spot it screamed, and soon the defenders of the city, who had discovered the enemy's situation, all shook.

Another foreign lieutenant in charge of the defense of the West Gate waved his sword and shouted: "Quickly go and report to General Yang, the Min army is attacking my West Gate, everyone will go to the city, and you must not do it-"

Before the word "good" could be spoken, a cold light flashed, and the bloody head of the lieutenant rose into the air and fell off the city.

The blood-spurting corpse shook a few times and fell in a pool of blood.

Everyone was stunned, and looked at the man with the knife in shock, and everyone changed color in an uproar.

The murderer was none other than Captain Zhou Yan.

The Fujian soldiers and soldiers immediately became a mess of porridge, they couldn't figure it out, how dare Zhou Yan attack his colleagues, could he still want to rebel

The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth raised an unprecedented sneer, and he shouted, waving his blood-stained spear, and killed those panicked soldiers.

At the same time, more than 200 descendants under Zhou Yan's command also launched at the same time and killed the rest of the Yang army.

In the blink of an eye, the city was full of terrible noises, howling and falling into chaos.

Most of Yang He's main force was attracted by Zhang Yuan's previous feint, and the defenders on the north and east gates, and the west gate, were only more than a thousand people.

If Yang He was prepared, a thousand soldiers and horses would be enough to deal with the sudden attack of the Min army and hold out until reinforcements arrived.

It's just that no one thought that Zhou Yan would launch a rebellion and kill the captain who led the troops, leaving the thousand defenders in a chaotic situation with no one to command.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand defenders were killed by Zhou Yan until the ghost cried wolf.

As if he wanted to vent the anger that had accumulated over the years, Zhou Yan slashed away with a spear, mercilessly harvesting people's heads.

The blade is everywhere, and no one can stop it.

Click!

Two metal cracks sounded, the suspension of the suspension bridge was severed, and the suspension bridge crashed down.

At the same time, Zhou Yan's troops at the gate of the city also defeated the soldiers defending the city, and dozens of dead soldiers shouted in unison, struggling to slowly push the gate open.

"King Zhou, I have taken the city gate, and then it's up to you!"

Zhou Yan stood in the center of the city tower, facing the black iron cavalry outside the city, his knife-like face surging with slaughter and excitement.

In the distance, Zhang Yuan had already witnessed the chaos found at the head of the city, and soon saw the drawbridge being lowered and the city gate being opened.

"This Zhou Yan, as expected, did not lose his trust, God really helped me." Zhang Yuan was as excited as fire, his eyes were full of murderous intent and he immediately prepared to wave his army into the city.

"King, although Cheng Cheng is seventy percent sure that Zhou Yan will fall, but after all, thirty percent are not sure, let's take a look." Zu Di, who was beside him, calmly reminded.

Zhang Yuan moved slightly, hesitated slightly, but the history of Zhou Yan quickly appeared in his mind.

Liu Bei in history had great trust in Zhou Yan, and even gave Zhou Yan a heavy burden like guarding Hanzhong to Zhou Yan rather than a cronie like Zhang Fei, and Zhou Yan also worked hard for Liu Bei, and never complained.

On the contrary, after Liu Bei's death, Zhuge Liang and his successors were always suspicious of Zhou Yan, which made Zhou Yan repeatedly show dissatisfaction.

Zhou Yan's character is probably a little arrogant, whoever trusts him, he will serve whomever he wants, and whoever doubts him, he will be dissatisfied with whom.

Han Sui was so distrustful of Zhou Yan, with such a good opportunity, Zhang Yuan didn't believe it, and Zhou Yan would fake it.

"You have to believe in the king's ability to know people, this king is sure that Zhou Yan will definitely fall!"

Zhang Yuan decided to drink, his blade-like gaze shot directly at the enemy city, and without hesitation, he pointed at the war knife in his hand fiercely, "The iron cavalry soldiers of the Great Zhou, follow this king into Fancheng, and let the Fujian people lose their courage again!" ”

In the roar, Zhang Yuan's war horse under his crotch shot out wildly, dancing with a war knife in his hand, and shooting the soldiers to kill and rush out.

Zhang Yuan had already gone into battle in person, and the rest of the soldiers were even more suspicious, and 10,000 iron horsemen burst out, killing the sky like a landslide.

The sound of angry waves of shouting and killing, shaking the nine heavens, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, the sky and the earth changing color, and the rolling torrent of steel, with supreme might, rolled towards the west gate of Fancheng.

Zhang Yuan took the lead, crossed the suspension bridge, passed through the city gate, and roared to take the lead in Fancheng.

Zhang Yuan was the first to enter, and 10,000 iron horsemen behind him, like a flood breaking through the floodgate, rushed into Fancheng, and the iron horses passed through, ruthlessly rolling towards those Fujian troops who were in a hurry. `

The iron cavalry was in the direction, no one could stop it, and the blood-paved killing road started from the west and ran along the avenue towards the belly of Fancheng.

Zhang Yuan raised his knife and fell, he didn't know how many enemy soldiers he had killed, and when he took more than 70 steps, a hurried Fujian army came out of the opposite street.

This is Yang He heard the news of Zhou Yan's rebellion and the fall of Ximen, and was shocked, and rushed to the rescue with 5,000 elite soldiers.

Who would have expected that Yang He and his reinforcements were still halfway when they happened to meet Zhang Yuan's iron cavalry head-on and collided head-on.

Just before Yang He could give the order, the soldiers and horses formed a formation to meet him, Zhang Yuan rode like a fly, and the spear in his hand swept towards him with the momentum of the angry waves.