The Elephant Trunk Ancient Moon Knife pierced through the armor and did not slash Yan Rou's chest, but just grazed his chest and slashed it, rubbing a small piece of skin on his chest.

At this moment, Yan Rou didn't dare to entangle with Huang Zhong anymore and retreated, dodging and turning his head to run.

didn't run two steps, he suddenly remembered Huang Zhong's shooting skills in the world's mouth. In order to avoid being hit by an arrow in the back, he casually threw half of the spear head at Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong smiled coldly, and with a swing of his big knife, he easily slapped the spear thrown by Yan Rou to the ground. Then, he pressed the bowstring of the longbow on the side of the war horse with his heel, and with a shake of his left hand, he took out a feather arrow from the quiver and wound it, without looking at Yan Rou, and with a flick of his toes, the arrow string lost its obstruction and immediately reset.

Huang Zhong's left hand shook in the eyes of others, and he didn't see what he had done, but he heard the sound of breaking strings, and an arrow flew out from the side of Huang Zhong's horse like a loss, hitting Yan Rou's heart.

The latter fell in response, and to death he didn't understand how Huang Zhong could shoot a cold arrow in such a short time.

Han Sui, who was directly opposite, watched his son-in-law die on the battlefield, and his daughter would be widowed for the rest of her life, and she was furious. roared a few times, and two generals flashed behind him, one of whom was named Jia Lu, who was a Han Chinese; The other person's name is Jiedi, and he is a Qiang person.

The two of them rushed straight to Huang Zhong one after the other, shouting loudly to avenge Yan Rou.

This kind of small role, Huang Zhong was too lazy to take care of it, and his left hand was slightly raised in the void and posed twice, which was counted as giving instructions to Yan Liangwen Chou in the army behind him.

The latter understood, slapped the horse and came out, Yan Liang faced Jia Lu, and Wen Chou went straight to Jiedi. The two of them are the same as Huang Zhong, they both use big knives, the former raised his hand and was a powerful knife, and swept Jia Lu off his horse with only one combination.

At the moment when Wen Chou was about to make contact with Jie Di, he suddenly drove the war horse to change direction, shaking Jie Di, who was about to meet the enemy with all his might, and almost fell off the horse before the fight began.

Wen Chou took the opportunity to throw a fatal blow, hitting the Jiedi Tianling Gai with a knife, and the sharp blade entered the body, shattering Jiedi's helmet, piercing the scalp, and cutting off the skull...... All the way down, until the neck was exhausted, and Jiedi's head was split vertically, and the eyes, brain, blood, and teeth were sprinkled all over the ground.

At the same time, Huang Zhong was not idle. Take off the sunset bow from the saddle side and aim the arrow at Han Sui in the center of the enemy formation.

Han Sui was stunned for a moment, wondering what Huang Zhong was going to do. Anyone with a little common sense knows that the maximum range of the bow and arrow is only one hundred and fifty paces, and beyond one hundred and fifty paces, the bow and arrow will be exhausted, and it will not have any lethality. At this time, Huang Zhong was standing two hundred steps away from him, and it was impossible for him to hurt him by shooting arrows from here.

Just when Han Sui was wondering, Huang Zhong moved, he did not shoot arrows on the spot, but suddenly instigated his mount to gallop, and at the same time as the horse's speed was raised to the extreme, the long arrow rose into the air like an eagle and flew towards Han Sui.

The bow and arrow glided through the void for more than a hundred steps, and its strength decreased. At this time, he saw Huang Zhong draw another arrow from the quiver, put the bow on the wind, and shot it again. The second arrow came first, caught up with the previous one in the next moment, hit the tail of the first arrow, and then fell to the ground with all its might.

The first arrow was boosted by the second arrow, and the speed skyrocketed.

Next, Huang Zhong shot three arrows in a row at a very short speed, each of which could hit the tail when the first arrow was about to fail, without changing the direction of the first arrow's flight.

With the support of his divine archery skills, the arrows shot by Huang Zhong actually broke through the limit of the range of the bow and arrow, and pierced Han Sui's head with full force.

It was only at this moment that Han Sui realized that something was wrong. Hurriedly dodged sideways, this dodge dodged the arrow, but fell off the horse in an unusually embarrassed way, and fell into a. As soon as he spit out the mud in his mouth, he heard a click behind him. The long arrow shot by Huang Zhong actually pierced the flagpole behind him after being dodged by him.

The flagpole cracked inch by inch, almost breaking off at the waist.

Han Sui had palpitations in his heart, and Yan Liang and Wen Chou over there secretly regretted it, what a delicate arrow! If there is even a little more strength, Han Sui's handsome flag will fall.

The exclamation had just ended, and a strong wind happened to fly. Just now, the moment Huang Zhong shot the cluster of arrows, this wind was actually already there, crossing the mountain behind the church army and blowing all the way along the green grassland outside Chang'an City.

Huang Zhong, who had been practicing archery for a long time, didn't need to look at it, and his keen senses sensed its existence when the wind was a mile away from him. Then he took advantage of the aftermath of the wind to boost and sent the feather arrow into the flagpole.

Then, a gale struck, whistling through the flagpole that had been battered. The cracks shot out by the arrows on the flagpole became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, and with a click, Han Sui's handsome flag couldn't withstand the wind and fell down against the wind.

Seeing this, Yan Liangwen was dumbfounded.

Huang Zhong rolled his eyes at them, "What are you still doing?" Don't want to march with thunder drums? ”

Yan Liangwen Chou relieved himself at this time, and waved his long knife repeatedly, "For the glory of the Holy Mother, kill!" ”

After the three-way drum is completed, Yan Liang is on the left, Wen Chou is on the right, and Huang Zhong is in the middle...... The 40,000 church army shouted neat slogans and slaughtered the Xiliang army to which Han Sui belonged.

At this time, Han Sui saw that the handsome banner had collapsed, and the soldiers were disheartened, and they did not dare to compete with Huang Zhong head-on, so they hurriedly Mingjin withdrew his troops. However, just when his rear team had just become the front team and was about to evacuate the battlefield, he was shocked to find that at some point, a group of enemies had been killed behind him. The leader is none other than Zhao Yun.

The Templars in silver armor, like the silver-white moonlight in the dark night, with a little coldness and a bit of arrogance, rushed from the end of the horizon in the direction of Han Sui, giving people a chilling feeling.

Han Sui's heart was rattling, shouldn't Zhao Yun be guarding Chang'an City? How did you get here?

He didn't have time to question that Zhao Yun had run here, where had Ma Teng gone. He saw that Zhao Yun led his Templars and more than 10,000 foot soldiers like tigers descending from the mountain, rushing into his army formation, and quickly rushed the Xiliang soldiers to pieces.

At the same time, Huang Zhong, Yan Liang, and Wen Chou also killed from the rear, and Zhao Yun flanked left and right, opened a killing ring, and in just one stick of incense, Han Sui's army was torn into several sections, and then gathered people to encircle and suppress.

In this battle, Han Sui was defeated, with more than 60,000 men killed and wounded, and countless surrenderers, and finally only 11,000 soldiers rushed out of the siege with him and retreated to Chang'an.

Less than three miles away from Chang'an, he learned that Chang'an City had been captured by Ma Teng. Moreover, Ma Teng made almost no effort in the process of capturing Chang'an, and the army made a stop outside Chang'an. Zhao Yun did not use catapults and handmelons, nor did he organize an arrow array, and immediately abandoned the city and fled, turning around and copying his Han Sui's back road.

Hearing this, Han Sui shouted angrily, "Lao Tzu tried his best to attack the city, and Zhao Yun was a melon and a sea of fire, so that I lost 20,000 people and failed to take Chang'an City." Why can you Ma Teng easily take Chang'an without a single soldier! ”

As soon as he spoke, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and his nose suddenly smelled a bit of conspiracy. "That's not right! Chang'an City was impregnable by Zhao Yun, why could Ma Teng take it down so easily? Why did the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Chang'an City was not captured by Ma Teng, but given to Ma Teng by Zhao Yun? Where is this siege, it is clearly an exchange of city defenses! The more Han Sui thought about it, the more likely it became, "Ma Teng must have voted for Luan Yi." ”

How did he know that the real reason why Zhao Yunzhi abandoned the city was that the hand melons in the city were exhausted and there was no gunpowder. Zhao Yun didn't want to add casualties, so he chose to give up the city to Ma Teng, so as to wait for Luan Yi's reinforcements to arrive, and then take the city back in one go. I never thought that Zhao Yun's wise move to protect himself not only kept the living force in Chang'an City, but also further increased the gap between Han Sui and Ma Teng.

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Han Sui's army drove to the foot of Chang'an City, and when he saw the word "horse" fluttering in the wind on the city's head, he felt that his eyes were like thorns, and there was a stinging pain.

Ma Teng, Ma Chao and his son were standing at the head of the city at this time, and when they saw Han Sui returning from defeat, they loudly invited Han Sui to enter the city: "Brother Wenyue, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, don't worry too much." Let's put the city in order first, and I'll plan later. ”

Somehow, Han Sui always felt that Ma Teng had a vague smile on his face from time to time when he spoke, and that smile was extremely weird, like a woman who had been widowed for many years, and suddenly saw a man who was relieved of spring thoughts.

Han Sui chuckled in his heart, thinking that Ma Teng was trying to lure him into the city, and then kill him on the spot. Thinking of this, he shouted angrily at Ma Teng at the head of the city: "Okay, you Ma Shoucheng, who eats inside and out, if you want to kill me, it's not so easy!" After speaking, he didn't listen to Ma Teng's explanation, so he fled in the direction of Xiliang without looking back.

Ma Teng, Ma Chao and his son looked at each other, wondering what kind of effort Han Sui was running for.

Where did they think that at this time, Han Sui misunderstood that they had betrayed themselves and became Luan Yi's people.

The day after Han Sui left, Luan Yi's church army entered Tongguan and came to Chang'an. After converging with the armies of Huang Zhong and Zhao Yun, they surrounded the lonely Chang'an City.

Seeing the towering city wall of Chang'an, Luan Yi couldn't help but sigh that fate made people. Twelve years ago, also in July, Luan Yi led the church army to Chang'an and rescued the young emperor Liu Xie from Dong Zhuo. Now, a reincarnation has passed, and Luan Yi once again led the male soldiers to Chang'an City, this time he was still the besieging party, but the defenders of the city were replaced by Ma Teng.

After learning about the situation in Chang'an City from Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong, and when he learned that Ma Teng's hands were no more than 60,000 people, Luan Yi immediately asked the craftsmen in the army to take local materials and build a thunderbolt as soon as possible, so as to attack the city as soon as possible.

Before the order was issued, Zhao Yun bowed forward and said with a smile: "Sect Master, don't you need to prepare a catapult?" ”

Luan Yi didn't know why, "Huh? Does Zilong have a plan to break the city? ”

Zhao Yun nodded again and again, "Before the last general withdrew from Chang'an, he buried all the remaining gunpowder in the city under the east gate of Chang'an. The lead was pulled three hundred steps outside the door, and it was only necessary to ignite it The East Gate of Chang'an will no longer exist. Once the city gate is lost, with the current strength of more than 140,000 people in the church army, it is the same as playing against the 60,000 Xiliang troops in Chang'an City.