After all, King Han is King Han, as long as he is not chaotic, no matter how chaotic the people below are, he can be appeased. The king of Han gave an order www.biquge.info the pro-guards to save the fire on the periphery of the palace, after all, the safety of the king must be ensured first.

But there are too many fire points, and one can be saved, but not ten. The city was blazing with smoke billowing from the sky. South Korea's military and civilians are busy with everything else, but they don't know that a greater danger is quietly approaching.

The west gate is the top priority of the Korean army's defense, guarded by a team of 100 people, responsible for checking the people who come and go during the day, and standing guard at the city gate at night. Only fifty people remained, like nails, still sticking to their posts.

Ying Ping people hide in the dark corner of the west city gate, this is a low place, the torch light of the city gate does not shine here, but here you can keep an eye on every move near the city gate. At this time, these fifty people were staring at the West City Gate, like a pack of hungry wolves waiting for an opportunity.

"Why is there such a fire in the city?" One of the Korean sergeants asked another.

"Who knows? Let's stand at our posts first. You stand here first, and I'll pee in the corner over there. ”

"Go, go, lazy donkey grinds and pees."

The sergeant, blowing a little tune in his mouth, came over with a big grin, turned the corner, turned his face up, did not look, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to take out the dick and release the water. The sergeant stood in a high position, and Ying Ping was hiding in a low position, and if he was allowed to release water, he would definitely be sprinkled on his head.

The sergeant didn't know what was hidden in the darkness beneath his feet, and if he did, he wouldn't dare come here even if he was suffocated by urine. After all, you only have one life.

The people of Ying Ping originally wanted to hide for a while longer, and wait until the fire in the city was big enough and chaotic enough to do it, but at this time, a peeing man came out halfway. Unceremoniously wanting to pee on their heads, is tolerable or unbearable. They are also powerful men, and their heads have fallen off a scar that is no bigger than a bowl, but if they are urinated on their heads, it will be a lifetime of humiliation. I can't say, this operation is going to be advanced.

In the darkness, a shadow flew up and directly knocked down the sergeant who was about to release the water, and before the sergeant could scream, he had already been stabbed in the neck. After all, this bubble of urine still didn't come out, and he went with the urine opinion of Hades.

"Kill!" Under the order of Ying Ping, all the fifty hidden Qin troops rushed out, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and rushed straight to the defenders of the city gate!

The defenders of the city gate were shocked, how could there be a Qin army in the city, but at this time, it was too late to think about it, and suddenly, the swords, guns, swords, and halberds were already in front of them. The South Korean army had no choice but to take out weapons and desperately resist.

But the combat power of this Qin army is not trivial, it is in the Qin army's Lantian camp. The top 100 in the King of Soldiers Tournament are not fuel-efficient lamps. Just listening to the sound of the collision of weapons in ping-pong, after a round of confrontation, more than a dozen South Korean soldiers have fallen. And the Qin army still has zero casualties. The rest of the Korean army has never seen this battle, it is like an adult beating a child, and he doesn't have such a bully. Seeing that the situation was not right, some South Korean troops were fighting in two groups, as if they were about to flee, but their responsibilities were not moved until the last moment.

"When we die!" Ying Ping shouted in a deep voice. With a swing of the sword, two Korean soldiers were slashed, one was cut off by the waist, and the other was cut off from the arm. The fierceness of his sword can be seen. Ordinary masters may not have much room to play on the battlefield of thousands of troops, but in this street battle, when the hand-to-hand combat, the master is still a master, under a sword, a life and death. The remaining fighting spirit of the Korean army was finally defeated, and they let out an exclamation and fled in all directions.

Ying Ping did not chase after them, but strode towards the city gate. The closer you get to the city gate, the more you can hear the movement outside, it turns out that the inner Steng has already attracted a large number of military horses to wait outside, but it is still far from the city wall, and it is well hidden, and it has not been discovered by the Han army at the head of the city. Suddenly, the war drums outside the city thundered, people neighed on their horses, and torches were all in the same name, as bright as day, like a flood blocked by a floodgate. Now it's time to open the floodgates wide open and let the flood rush in!

To say that the Xinzheng city gate is really thick, it took a lot of effort to win the city gate and finally open it. If this were to attack from the outside, it would take a lot of manpower and material resources.

Now that the city gate has been opened, the Qin army is unceremonious. A large number of Qin troops poured in, and they first ascended to the top of the city and scattered the few Korean troops guarding the city. The Qin army under the root of the city wall put on the cloud ladder and climbed to the city wall by the cloud ladder. After all, if you enter through the city gate, it is still too narrow.

"Hahaha, Ping Gongzi, it's really a clever plan, it's better than 100,000 soldiers and horses, as long as my Great Qin soldiers enter this city, it will be when Korea falls!" It was Nesten who spoke. He saw Ying Ping from afar, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

Ying Ping said calmly: "General Nesten, the task has not been completed, the main force of the defenders in the city is still there, let's ensure victory first." ”

"Well, reasonable, reasonable, the results of the battle must be shot out one by one. Yingping, you take 5,000 men and horses to surround the Korean palace, and you must capture the king of Han alive! I led a large group of men and horses to cover the past from the front, and swept away all the enemies who dared to resist! ”

"No!"

Ying Ping took 5,000 men and horses to march quickly to the palace, after all, King Han is the key person in this war, and being able to capture King Han alive is the icing on the cake, if he can't be captured alive, even if he kills a little more enemy, it will not be beautiful after all, which is why Nesten handed over this arduous task to Ying Ping.

Nei Shi Teng led the army to kill from the front, from the west gate to the east gate, there is a main road is the central axis, the army is subject to the central axis, lined up, people block and kill, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, and Xinzheng is a river of blood.

Xinzheng was suddenly hit by a fire, and the city was in chaos. It is no longer possible to form a systematic combat effectiveness, and small-scale stragglers are about to collapse in the face of these large armies. The defeat was like a mountain, and for a while, the Xinzheng defenders cried and shouted for their mother, and the wolves rushed to the ground. Ordinary people also suffered, with fires in the front and military disasters in the back, and countless people who were killed and injured by mistake.

Seeing this situation, Yingping couldn't help but sigh, "Xing, the people are suffering, dying, the people are suffering!" Bai Liang beside him was stunned for a moment, thinking that this brother was saying something amazing again, and even on this battlefield, he didn't forget to sigh a few words.

But this is not the time for him to sigh, the palace he is responsible for besieging is not a bone to gnaw on. King Han is inside, but the elite of the entire Xinzheng, about 3,000 people, is also tightly guarding the palace and making a desperate last stand. The general who led the troops was none other than Han Hu, the new Zheng guard general during the day. Han Hu was really beaten, he woke up in the middle of the night and saw the fire all over the city, and he wanted to resist but found that he couldn't concentrate the generals, and there were fleeing soldiers everywhere, so he had to come to the palace to make the final struggle.

"Han Hu, don't come and die soon!" Ying Ping was far away, so he greeted Han Hu loudly.

Han Hu panicked when he saw that he had won a draw again. If it were someone else, he would not be afraid at all, and even if he died in battle, he would die where he would. But in the face of victory, the momentum is a little weaker, and even if he dies in battle, he will die aggrieved. As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope. Now that this mourning star is here again, what should I do?