Beginning to enter the northern Xinjiang land in August, under the scorching sun, it was hot and violent.

Jicheng.

The continuous offensive and defensive battles have made this northern city gate covered with a bewitching bloodstain, dry, wet, layer upon layer, looking so scarlet, so bright.

In the fierce battle that lasted less than ten days, the Wu army and the Karasuma people, with a combined total of at least 30,000 people, had died under this city gate.

Blood, as if it had stained the land red.

"How many sons do we have now?" Pan Feng stood at the head of the ruined city, his cloak was torn into strips, moving against the wind, his helmet was knocked off at some time, his hair bun was broken, his cloak was scattered, and he held a bloody axe.

In this battle, to this extent, all the forces that can be mobilized have been used, even if they are young and strong who have not gone through the battle, he does not hesitate to dispatch them to defend the city.

He has done his best, and now he can keep Jicheng from being breached, which is already a great luck.

However, now Jicheng looks a little unsaved.

Badun has gone crazy, this fierce offensive, obviously attacking regardless of casualties, maybe today will be the last battle.

"General, now all the soldiers in the city add up, and the number is less than five thousand!" Youzhou Thorn Shi Sun He also put on armor, stood beside Pan Feng, and replied in a low voice.

"Five thousand?"

When Pan Feng heard this, his long and narrow eyes were a little cold, and the soldiers who fell in front of him one by one these days seemed to be reappearing, and the tragedy of this battle was beyond his expectations.

"Bang Dun, if you were born in the Central Plains, I'm afraid you are also a prince!"

The tenacity of this person also made him sigh in his heart.

The Wu army suffered heavy casualties. And the casualties of Badun are definitely beyond the Wu army, but they are still maintaining a high-intensity strong attack, and they have the strength not to take Jicheng and not give up.

Pan Feng is also a veteran of a hundred battles, and quickly calmed down, and he raised his head slightly. Looking at the sun tilting to the west, he said lightly: "The sun is about to go down, give the order, let the sons and daughters, prepare for the worst, at most tomorrow, Zhang Yan and Zu Mao's reinforcements will arrive, no matter what, even if we fight for the last man." This Jicheng can't be given up! ”

Jicheng is not only a city, but also a ruling core and a spirit that must not be given up for the northern frontier of Wu.

"No!"

One by one, the generals gathered around him, and one of them nodded to give the order.

After a brief truce, the northern gate of Jicheng once again entered the battle of blood and fire, and the Karasuma people attacked again. Between attack and defense, blood flowed like a river. Corpses littered the field.

"Pan Feng, you have lost this battle, why do you have to work hard to support it, surrender to a certain person, and a certain Rao Ru will not die!"

Under the city gates, Karasuma shook a pair of sky-shattering hammers with both hands. Raised high, in the collision, the sound is like thunder, and the momentum is like a heavy mountain.

When the bad news came, Badun's heart was already full of irritability.

This is his last way to live.

No one can stop his determination to capture Jicheng.

"Badden. The dragon flag representing my king will not fall, and Dawu will not be defeated! ”

Pan Feng's big axe raised his head and pointed straight at the sky, under the fluttering of a golden dragon flag.

"The Dragon Banner will not fall, and Dawu will not be defeated!"

"The Dragon Banner will not fall, and Dawu will not be defeated!"

The soldiers of the Wu State looked at this fluttering battle flag, roared loudly, and their morale burst out bit by bit.

Pan Feng waved the big axe, pointed at the city under the city, and howled coldly: "Badun, this victory and defeat are actually known in your heart, you are just a trapped beast still fighting, come on, this is your last chance, after today, you are just a prisoner of a certain family!" ”

In just a few days, the shape has already changed greatly.

Both of them had scouts, and the news that these scouts brought back made them know a few more important things in their hearts.

First, in the northwest of Youzhou, the Wu army had successfully negotiated peace with Kebineng, and after the Xianbei army had obtained the grain promise of the Wu state, it had withdrawn from Daijun and Shanggu.

The Eastern Army entrenched in the upper valley has already opened a meeting to aid Jicheng, at most one day, it can resist Jicheng, as long as the tens of thousands of main forces of the Eastern Army arrive, Badun will only have to flee in the wilderness.

Second, now Yuyang County has also been raided by Zhang Yan, and it has been taken in just a few days, and the tens of thousands of Karasuma soldiers who are relatively sluggish, even if they want to escape, the back road has been cut off.

The most important thing is the third point, a piece of news from the prairie has fermented in the camps of both sides, the Karasuma tribe has been swept away by Huang Zhong's troops, and the old, weak, women and children have all fallen into the hands of Huang Zhong.

Karasuma's battle is actually a definite defeat.

As far as Badun is concerned, he has not been completely defeated, and he still has one last way to live, that is, to take Jicheng at any cost.

As long as he takes Jicheng, he can still bargain with Wu Guo.

It's a big deal to retreat to the prairie.

"Pan Feng, since you are looking for death, you will be fulfilled by a certain one, the warriors of the Karasuma tribe, attack the city, and break open the city gate at any cost, and kill it!"

At this moment, he didn't care too much, and his resolute face showed a boundless killing aura.

He has no way out, either he will not hesitate to move forward, crush Jicheng, and find a trace of survival, or he will fall directly under the abyss, and die without a whole body.

"Don't think about it!"

Pan Feng roared and sang loudly: "A certain is Pan Feng, the general of Wu State, if you want to take the Jicheng belonging to Wu State, you must step over from the corpse of a certain family, release arrows, and kill!" ”

"Kill!"

After a few days of bloody battles, the main soldiers of the Wu army defending the city had already been consumed, and now the defenders on the head of the city are seventy percent of the new young and strong.

But after this bloody battle, the young and strong people who can still survive until now have become first-class elite soldiers, and the baptism of tragic battles has made them have to transform and be extremely tenacious.

Time passed bit by bit in this tragic and unstoppable battle, and in the midst of the successive charges of the Karasuma people, the gates of the northern city were still broken.

The Karasuma army has slaughtered the castle.

"Pan Feng, take your life!"

In order to boost morale, Badun killed the first person to climb the city. At this moment, he is crazy about war, and no one can stop him from holding a sledgehammer, one by one, as if he is knocking on a watermelon to knock open his head. took the lead in killing the city, pointing directly at Pan Feng.

"Barbarians, what are you afraid of, eat me with an axe!"

The two armies at the head of the city staggered and entered the most tragic hand-to-hand combat, Pan Feng's black hair was flying, and the big axe was like a dragon, jumping out of a battlement at the head of the city, and directly killing him.

Bang Bang Bang!

Both of them are in the middle of the world. A peerless general, and they all take the route of strength, under the confrontation between the hammer and the giant axe, the entire city seems to be flying sand and stones.

"Haha, it's really strong, come again!" Pan Feng has lived too comfortably over the years, sitting firmly in the high hall, and has not had such a dripping and exquisite outbreak for many years.

"Kill!"

Badon is also obsessed with his own fighting spirit. He was full of qi like a blade, and he had a heavy hammer in his hand. Every time it hits the city wall, it seems to cause a tremor.

"Can't we stop it?"

Now that the sun has set, the light of the sunset is refracted on the city, Sun He glanced around, and his heart was a little desperate, and now the city has been completely landed by the Karasuma people.

Wu's army was defeated and retreated. One by one, the soldiers lay in pools of blood, and the resistance to their entry into the city was getting weaker and weaker.

In less than an hour, Jicheng will be broken.

"A certain is unwilling!"

Sun He waved his spear and killed furiously.

In fact, when Huang Zhong swept the prairie, the battle in northern Xinjiang had already been won.

But if Jicheng is taken down by Badun once it happens. Then in the battle of Northern Xinjiang, Wu State only won half of it at most, because if Badun took Jicheng, he would have enough capital to negotiate with Wu State.

The battle of Northern Xinjiang has been fought so far, the Wu army is already exhausted, and even if the Wu army is for Jicheng, it is impossible to fight another offensive and defensive battle, and if you want to take back Jicheng, you can only take a step back and let the tiger return to the mountain.

"Block, block!"

"Sons, defend the city!"

One by one, the generals of the Wu army, in the midst of the battle, kept shouting hoarsely, and encouraged the morale of the soldiers.

It's a pity that the Karasuma people, who kept climbing the top of the castle, joined the battle, and the shape shì was still one-sided.

At this moment, countless Wu soldiers were a little desperate.

"Black armor spirit ride, arrow out, cover, kill!"

Suddenly, a long howl erupted from the light of the setting sun, resounding through the top of the Nine Heavens, shocking everyone on the battlefield.

"Kill!"

Iron horsemen like dragons, horses' hooves like thunder, outside the horizontal line floating on the north side of the city gate, there is a cavalry suddenly killed, the speed is very fast, left black and right white, like two sharp arrows, lightning came.

Woohoo!

In the midst of the rapid march of the cavalry, there was an overwhelming stream of arrows from the black cavalry on the left, directly covering the Karasuma soldiers from the rear.

"Ahh Save me! ”

"Enemy attack?"

"There is an enemy behind, it's cavalry, quickly, quickly turn around and form a defense!"

The Karasuma soldiers who were constantly ascending the city were blinded at this time, and many of them reacted quickly, and hurriedly jumped down and formed a defensive formation, wanting to block this group of cavalry.

"Reinforcements? Our reinforcements! ”

"That's General Huang Zhong's cavalry?"

"That's right, it's General Huang's black-armored elite horseman?"

"The white horse cavalry on the right is the white horse righteous servant!"

The fierce battle on the head of the city was still there, but when every general of the Wu army could clearly look at this big 'yellow' banner, some people couldn't help but cry.

Be unexpectedly rescued from a desperate situation.

Huang Zhong suddenly came back, and the battle situation at the head of the city was relieved at once, and the Wu army began to fight back, constantly driving the Karasuma people down the city.

"Wu Guo Huang Hansheng is here, who is fighting with a certain battle!"

The cavalry is getting closer and closer, directly breaking through Karasuma's camp, led by the general Huang Zhong riding his horse and flying, rushing in the vanguard, the long knife in his hand comes out of his hand, like a knife Changhong, the person has not arrived, the knife arrives first, and the voice is the first to grab people. (To be continued......)