The south gate is still in a bloody battle, four days, this time is already one day more than the three days promised by Luo Xingtian when he boosted morale. But under the south gate, Zhang Ye's soldiers are still fighting bloodily, guarding the camp tightly, and on the city walls on both sides of the city gate, they are still resisting the southern prison army rushing on both sides. It was still Xuanyuan Wu's army that was responsible for attacking here, Qin Tianzhao was very clear about his situation, he did not preserve his strength, but let the soldiers under his command fight to the death, and after four days of bloody fighting, both sides had fought to the point of exhaustion. Xuanyuan Wu even sent his own personal guards and pounced on Zhang Ye's soldiers again and again.

Now that Liu Fa has broken the Mangyuan, Mangyuan City is already in the hands of Liu Fa, not to mention Chongcheng, if even Zhangye City also falls into the hands of Liu Fa, Qin Tianzhao can only be trapped in this small southern prison, and there is no other way out, if you want to go north and open up Zhangye, it is imperative!

At the entrance of Suzaku Street at the south gate, a battle between the South Prison Army and the Zhang Ye Army is ongoing, the battle is becoming more and more intense, within a radius of one mile, the bluestone slab in the emerald green city is no longer visible, and the ground has been stained red with blood, as far as the eye can see, it is all a red light, like the bloody gas like rust, which is becoming more and more intense on the battlefield of the two armies. Piles of corpses were piled up in every corner of the battlefield, and each warrior raised his scimitar in his hand like a madman, and then waved it mercilessly, like the scythe of death, harvesting life one by one, other people's, or his own.

The battle of tens of thousands of people between the two armies, as Qin Tianzhao expected, once launched. It's not so easy to stop. The cruel choice of life and death on the battlefield, as well as the bloody atmosphere that fills the surroundings, all stimulate the sense of smell and vision of the soldiers on both sides, and then stimulate the madness and madness buried in the hearts of people.

The two blades were no longer as sharp as they once were, and they consumed themselves in the infighting. They are all soldiers of the Southern Prison, but because of the ideas of some people, they are now starting to kill each other, and they always learn not to unite, so the barbarians can also fight to the city.

Qin Tianzhao's face was gloomy, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, he stared at the black and oppressive battlefield, the number of casualties on the battlefield was increasing rapidly, and the lives of each other disappeared in the blink of an eye, war has always been cruel, and the accumulation of blood and bones can achieve the great cause of the big man.

"Biaozi battalion, up!"

Qin Tianzhao's tone was like ice ballast, and he ordered in a deep voice without a trace of pity. The command flag waved, and within the Chinese army, a leader drew his long knife sharply, and with a roar, he took the lead in rushing towards the center of the battlefield, followed by the elite cavalry under his command, who skillfully lined up the formation in the shape of an awl, and the tip of the cone pointed directly at the center of the battlefield.

Just like a game, the two sides keep throwing chess pieces and taking a step out of the lore, but they are blocked back by the other party.

The low and desolate sound of the bull's horn sounded on the edge of the battlefield, like a mourning song when the Grim Reaper had collected his soul. The sound of horses' hooves swept like a swift wind, thousands of horsemen marched forward bravely, and rushed into the battlefield of mixed fighting in the blink of an eye. In front of the big camp, Qin Tianzhao looked at the sky anxiously, looking at the anxious situation on the battlefield, so far, the army still hasn't opened a hole, Qin Tianzhao, who is used to being experienced and calm, can't help but sweat profusely at this time.

"Zhongzi Battalion, up!"

Qin Tianzhao was a little anxious, he shouted again, and immediately another cavalry rushed towards the opposite Zhang Ye army......

Wu Ze dragged his wounded body into battle to fight in person, in order to boost morale. He fought again and again, and at the same time used countless shouts to boost morale, although three days have passed, but the morale of his command has not collapsed. In particular, a counterattack was used to knock the Southern Prison Army out of a street, and several generals of the Southern Prison Army were almost killed by the counterattacking Zhangye team in the chaos because they were on the front line in person, and their positions were too high, which greatly boosted the morale of the defenders.

It's just that Zhang Yejun doesn't have many people to defend at this time, three days and three nights, Zhang Ye's foundation is almost exhausted, but the south gate is still firmly in the hands of the South Prison, Wu Ze has really done his best, but he can only do this, that is, not to let the South Prison En soldiers step on his corpse.

Even more depressed was Qin Tianzhao, he couldn't imagine why such a small group of defenders could still have such a stubborn determination to resist after the entire Zhangye City had fallen. The streets were full of corpses, days of bloody fighting, both sides had no respite at all, the corpses could only be left on the battlefield of the streets, the Southern Prison Army, the Zhang Ye Army, and even some innocent people, all mixed together, and in some places, the traces of the fire were still clear.

The Southern Prison Army tried to attack with fire, but a heavy rain at night caused this plan to fail. The arrival of a heavy rain gave the soldiers under Wu Ze some respite, and Suzaku Street was still in Wu Ze's hands, although Zhang Yejun also paid a certain price, at least the fire attack plan of the Southern Prison Army failed.

It's just that Qin Tianzhao also has a countermeasure in his heart, and he can't take a small Suzaku Street in a few days, which really makes him feel a little ashamed, the army under his command beats half of the South Prison, what difficulties there are, it is all a few days of hard work, the city lord of this Zhangye City is a little little unknown in the South Prison, this is it, he actually resisted the strong attack of the army under his command for a few days, which really made him hate it very much, and the heart to subdue Luo Xingtian became stronger and stronger.

Liu Fa couldn't say when he would hit Zhang Ye, if he really let Liu Fa kill him, it would be really troublesome, maybe he could only lose Zhang Ye City.

The heavy rain made Zhang Yejun, who had been without water for two days, finally get some drinking water. The soldiers hurried to use the concentrated ice rain to use the cauldron to follow, and then carefully put this limited amount of water into the hands of each soldier.

"Hold on! We've made it to this point! From now on, every hour, every moment, General Liu may come from the dust pass! We've been waiting for the dawn! For the sake of the people of Zhangye, for ourselves, for us to live, live longer than these damned traitors! War! War! War! ”

The soldiers looked at Wu Ze, their eyes were full of blood red, they were a little dazed, they didn't know how long they could hold on, they didn't know how long they could hold on, their souls were already empty, and what stayed on the battlefield was just a shell.

Wu Ze raised his sword and shouted, his voice was already a little hoarse, in this way, he didn't know how many times he had said it in the past few days, but now, no matter how hard he tried, his voice could not be as full as a few days ago, his breath was a little weak, during the fierce battle yesterday, he was stabbed in the chest, although most of his strength was blocked by armor, but the opponent who slashed him was a general of the Southern Prison Army.

As a general, if he doesn't have good skills, he won't be recognized by others, so the strength of the general of the South Prison still caused damage to his body, but Wu Ze is not a good stubble, he also slashed the general of the South Prison under the horse, he has always had revenge, but his chest is a little painful now, he suspects that his chest ribs may be broken, but he can only force it hard, Luo Xingtian is standing in very poor health, he can only recuperate in the City Lord's Mansion, and all the burdens can only be pressed on his shoulders, He not only has to replace Luo Xingtian to defend Zhangye City, but also has to hold on until Liu Fa comes to support, he is now the only sustenance of the whole army, and he must not show the slightest decline!