(Thanks to Dameng, Xiaopang, Xizhilang, Zixing 87, Yingbo Yi, Brother Biao??? ）

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A thunderclap, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, covered up all kinds of chaotic sounds on the entire battlefield. It was nearly dusk when the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info, the attack on the four gates had been suspended, and the defenders had relaxed. Inside and outside the city, soldiers and miscellaneous servants were preparing dinner, and the sudden thunderclap roared and I don't know how many bowls and chopsticks were thrown and how many kettles were overturned.

Everyone looked at the sky in horror, and couldn't understand why there was thunder and thunder when the clouds were shining thousands of miles? Only the Hun defenders at the east city gate, their bodies pressed against the battlements, all of them brushed downward and tilted at a 45-degree angle, their eyes were dull, their mouths were wide open, and they were all frozen.

They really saw the "punishment of the gods"!

Thunder, fire, smoke, debris...... The cart was torn apart, a large hole was blown open in the city gate, and the sand fell with a clatter. The smoke mixed with the dust, and was blown by the strong shock wave, like a tornado blowing on the ground. The Huns, who were closest to the explosion site, were either frightened by the huge earthquake or blinded by the smoke and dust, and they were all terrified, lying on the ground, trembling all over.

After the loud noise, the entire battlefield was surprisingly quiet, even deadly.

Zhang Fang slowly withdrew his stretched arms, glanced indifferently at the equally sluggish group of servants, as well as Du Xun's guards, and spit out two short words: "Attack!" ”

The crowd woke up from a dream, and then they were overjoyed - but no, the gates of the city were opened, and the enemy was stunned. Such a God-given opportunity, if you don't kill into the city, you will kill the king, when will you wait?

And after Zhang Fang completed the fatal blow to Zhizhicheng, he did not retreat back to the camp, but took out a shiny thing and covered his face. In an instant, a handsome young man turned into a golden-faced fanged, hideous and terrifying bronze general.

Yes, what Zhang Fang wears on his face is a copper mask. The exaggerated, weird, and smooth shape is very familiar—isn't this the mask of the witch that fell from the mouth of the snake in the Black Fog Ridge?

But all men have such a dream: wearing armor and holding a song, galloping vertically and horizontally, leading thousands of troops and horses, and stepping through the lack of Helan Mountain.

Zhang Fang is no exception, and there is an opportunity in front of him, of course he will not back down. However, he had a big problem, even if he was dressed in armor and rode a tall horse, his physiognomy betrayed him and could not make the enemy fearful. The ridicule of Zhizhi during the day is proof of this.

The battlefield is always the opposite of life, where beauty can only attract contempt, and viciousness can make enemies fearful.

Zhang Fang remembered that there were a few people in history who had such troubles, and their solution was ......

At the moment when he put on the bronze mask, Zhang Fang silently recited in his heart: "I'm sorry, King Lanling, the glory of this mask charging into battle begins with me." The whip snapped, the feet clamped, the horse neighed, and the wind galloped towards the open gate.

They were followed by the Han brothers, Shi Niu, Zongba, Deng Zhan, Tao Sheng, Du Xun and Tun Wei, as well as waves of coalition soldiers who woke up......

This thunderbolt changed the entire battlefield situation.

First of all, the will of the Hun defenders at the east gate completely collapsed, they were witnesses to this thunderclap, even if there was no Zhang Fang's theory of gods and ghosts, the Huns would only regard it as the power of ghosts and gods. Coupled with Zhang Fang's "prophetic" curse, the Huns defending the city shouted "punishment of the gods", or kowtowed like pounding garlic, or fled with their heads in their hands.

This panic spread like a plague to the other three gates and the city, causing an avalanche of Xiongnu morale and the collapse of defenses.

At this time, there was a ridiculous situation, and it was not only the Huns who were frightened by this explosion, but also the Western Expeditionary Army besieging the city. In addition to the East Gate army that witnessed the explosion, the soldiers of the other three siege armies were frightened one by one, and the generals roared to find the Wu Zhu of the army. Can you still attack?

By the time Chen Tang sent more than a dozen heralds to the gates in one go, telling them the truth and urging the attack, the soldiers of the Han and Hu coalition forces who were the first to attack the east gate with Zhang Fang had already entered the inner city.

In the end, the deputy king of Kangju, who was shocked by this unheard-of explosion, learned that the east gate of Zhizhi City was blown open by the "heavenly thunder", and without saying a word, he threw the horse whip in his hand, and turned the horse away. As soon as the king flag moved, it was a retreat, the horn sounded frequently, and as far as the eye could see, the entire grassland was full of Kangju cavalry fleeing from the saddle......

Zhang Fang didn't see this, through the two eyeholes of the mask, he saw the billowing smoke and dust and the figure screaming to run, the wind was blowing in his ears, and the war horse under his crotch would encounter obstacles from time to time and slam violently, which was because of the collision with the human body. The scimitar on the iron ring of the saddle, like a big sickle, is driven by the galloping war horse, there is no need to make superfluous movements, as long as it is firmly grasped, the sharp blade will naturally bring up a puff of blood......

Zhang Fang didn't think too much, as soon as he came to the battlefield, he had to be aware, the battlefield is not a place for compassion and petty bourgeoisie, there is only iron and fire, blood and flesh - either yours or the enemy's.

From the moment Zhang Fang was the first to rush into the city gate, he continued to gather Han and Hu soldiers around him, with him as the core, and gradually advanced towards Shan Yuting. The Huns who witnessed the power of the thunder were terrified, had no intention of fighting, and fled in despair. The first half of the race was hardly any resistance and went pretty well. It wasn't until it was close to the royal court that it encountered fierce resistance.

Guarding this place are the guards, these people are elites, but they have never seen the power of thunder, and the will to fight is still there. When a large number of soldiers of the Han and Hu coalition forces appeared, they were greeted by waves of arrows, and many poorly equipped, shieldless and armorless Hu pawns and some Han soldiers with incomplete protective equipment fell in response.

Zhang Fang was surrounded in the middle, with people in front and behind, left and right, Deng Zhan, Tao Sheng, the Han brothers, Shi Niu and others struggled to protect them with shields. Zhang Fang only heard the screams around him, and the sound of arrows piercing through the shield, and he didn't know if his servants were okay.

Zhang Fang took out a three-stone **** from the leather bag on the side of the saddle, stepped on the ankle ring at the front end of the crossbow with his foot, led the string with one hand, and used his hands and feet together to pull the string and buckle the teeth. Just as he placed a six-inch crossbow bolt in the arrow slot, his eyes suddenly lit up - the stone ox that was in front of him roared to the ground, with a trembling feather arrow stuck in his left arm.

As soon as Shi Niu fell to the ground, there was immediately a guard to fill the gap. But before he could stand firmly, an arrow came at him, hitting him in the forehead, and the guard fell on his back.

"Young master (childe) be careful, there is a marksman!"

Shi Niu and Fu Wei both had shields in their hands, and they were well hidden, and they were hit by arrows in the same position in a row, which was only one possibility-Zhang Fang was targeted.

When the palace guard fell, and the new guard had not yet arrived, Zhang Fang looked through the gap and was coldly opposite the Huns who were about to shoot with a bow on the fence of the high platform dozens of steps away. At this moment, the Huns were stunned - swear to the sky, this time, it was really not Zhang Fang who cast an invincible ultimate, but the other party was shocked by the strange mask on his face.

At this moment, Zhang Fang raised his hand, flat-ended crossbow, aimed against his shoulder, and pulled the hanging knife.

Stretch-huh!

The Hun marksman threw his bow and fell in response.

Zhang Fang raised the crossbow to his mouth and blew lightly: "I can't shoot bows and arrows, crossbow shooting, it's still okay." (To be continued.) )