Seeing Cao Ying gradually disappearing in the chaotic army, Wang Yu did not rush to catch up, but sighed lightly, ordered his own soldiers to blow the horn, and ordered Fang Yue and Qin Feng to continue to lead their headquarters to clear the remnants of the enemy, while the rest of the troops re-arrayed, preparing to face Xiahoudun's final counterattack, or directly attack the city.

Xiahoudun didn't let Wang Yu wait for a long time, and as soon as the large number of routs receded, he led the army to kill it.

As early as when the sour jujube alliance, Wang Yu had seen Xiahoudun, his surname was good, and he usually didn't recognize the wrong person, but this time he was still stunned, and then he recognized the other party.

History seems to have a habitual surname, and Xiahoudun's left eye was still shot blind after all. Not long after the time passed, Xiahoudun was only hastily bandaged, and the strip of cloth covering his left eye was soaked red with blood, and he looked very frightened.

Except for Lu Qiling, Wang Yu and the generals outside the city looked at this person with deep pity and pity in their eyes. After being seriously injured like this, he still fought endlessly, and even had to fight for Cao Ying, such loyalty and courage are really admirable.

But at this moment, anyone can see that whether it is Xiahoudun, who is seriously injured, or the lone soldier in the city, they are all on the verge of collapse. The former was too seriously injured and the whole person was crumbling, while the latter was said to be a bitter battle with no results for most of the time, and the collapse of the main army outside the city, and completely lost the fighting spirit.

If it weren't for Xiahoudun insisting on taking the lead in killing, I'm afraid that this remnant army would have already collapsed, and it can still hold on now, which is nothing more than an almost blind trust in the main general.

Not only the remnants of the city, but also some of the defeated soldiers outside the city. They ran past Xiahoudun, and slowly stopped. Xiang Xiahoudun's banner was gathered.

They still have hope for the number one general in the army. Of course, it is impossible to save the endgame, but the more people gather. The less likely it is for the enemy to swallow everyone in one go. As long as the other party has some scruples, whether it is escape or surrender. There is such a glimmer of hope, it is better than dying in the chaos like this.

Le Jin, who was covered in blood, withdrew behind Xiahoudun with the help of his personal guards. Immediately after, Zhu Ling, who had a few feather arrows on his back, also limped over, looking back in horror as he ran.

"Wenbo, there are still people in the city who are entangled with Wei and Gao Er's thieves, you can leave quickly with Wen Qian." Looking at Le Jin, who only had half a life left, and Zhu Ling, who was like a frightened bird, Xiahoudun let out a long sigh. Both of them are pillars of the military. Now it's such an embarrassment, which is not a portent.

"Then general, ......" Zhu Ling looked at the cavalry that was approaching, and then looked at Xiahoudun, looking a little hesitant. At this moment, Xiahou's hideous face looked extremely reliable, and Zhu Ling couldn't help but have unrealistic expectations, wondering if the other party could lead everyone to a way out.

"You're used to fighting, can't you see it?" Xiahoudun smiled bitterly and gestured for Zhu Ling to step forward. Then he said in an inaudible voice in the latter's ear: "So-and-so won't last long, even if Wang Pengju is blind and can't see, so-and-so won't last long." That's the moment ......"

As if frightened, Zhu Ling shuddered violently. He shook his head and beckoned a few of his own soldiers to help Le Jin onto his horse. Before turning around. He asked Xiahoudun, who he had never looked down upon. The reckless man who relied on the kinship to the top bowed, and there was a rare bit of worship in his eyes.

The Qingzhou Army soon made a move. A fiery red horse came out of the crowd, and although it was covered with heavy armor, it still ran fast, and the wind was approaching. The red-armored knight on the horse waved a Fang Tian painting halberd, awe-inspiring and mighty, like a god!

Others may still be a little hesitant, thinking about whether to lead the enemy army to the open area and then attack and kill, but the anxiety in Lu Qiling's heart has been suppressed for too long, too long, and she can't wait to rush to her father's side immediately.

"Fight to the death!" Xiahoudun raised his head to the sky and shouted, pointing his spear forward, and the hundreds of private soldiers of the family behind him immediately rushed forward with red eyes, squeezing this side of the drawbridge.

After fighting hard for most of the time, even if these people were not injured, their strength was almost exhausted, but everyone scrambled to be the first, and there was only one purpose in their hearts. Block, block the enemy, don't let him take another step forward! Don't let him catch up with the lord! The red-eyed privates shouted and recoiled, putting their lives and deaths out of the way.

Driven by these people, the remaining more than 3,000 remnants of the soldiers were also boosted, their hands holding their weapons tightened, and their feet moved a few steps forward.

The trapped beasts are still fighting, and the fight of these dead soldiers before death can not be described as fierce. A senior who was picked up by Lu Qiling's halberd had clearly lost his combat effectiveness, but he rolled in the dust with a war knife, trying to cut off the front hooves of the red rabbit. Another ordinary soldier was imprinted with a horse's hoof on his chest by the red rabbit, but before he died, he opened his arms and firmly grabbed the tail of a guard.

Ren is Lu Qiling's martial arts are superb, and the iron horse's attack power is powerful, but he has been unable to break through this barrier for a long time.

Lu Qiling, who was forced to scramble, was furious, and killed the killer, first painting a halberd sweep, cutting off half of an enemy who tried to pounce on the saddle. Then he quickly lifted the reins, and the smart red rabbit jumped forward neatly, dodging the horizontal knife that slashed at his front hooves, and used his hind hooves to kick the sneak attacker into the air with a knife.

A spear-wielding soldier still didn't give up, and even pounced forward with a spear, Lu Qiling turned her body sideways, let go of the spear, and drew a halberd in her hand to reverse the situation, cutting the wrist, breastplate, and lower abdomen of the spear-wielder into two pieces.

Behind him, the iron horseman refused to let his wife take the risk alone, and a swarm of horses rushed forward, swords and guns at the same time, killing the blood on the drawbridge. But the terrain was too narrow, and the iron cavalry couldn't run away at all, and they rushed left and right, but they couldn't achieve a breakthrough, let alone kill and disperse this remnant army.

Wang Yu suddenly sighed and said softly, "Zilong ......"

"The last general understands!" Zhao Yun understood and answered in a deep voice. He knew why the lord sighed, not that he was soft-hearted, but just wanted to give the warrior a proper ending. is like the treatment of Gao Ran and Wen Chou in the Gao Tang War that year.

Take the bow,

Arrows,

alignment,

Loose strings!

Zhao Yun was silent, without giving a clear order, however, when he let go of the bowstring. The arrows turn into cold light, bringing death to the moment of the enemy. Sanqian Yoshicong also completed the same action.

After Xiahoudun came out, there were more than 3,000 people in total, and only one-tenth of this number was with him to face Lu Qiling. With the archery of the Tempest. When the bow is drawn in a stationary state, it can be said that there is no missing arrow, only repeated, no miss!

Like a strong wind swept by, the city gate suddenly quieted down, the sound of fighting was no more, the iron cavalry also stopped the horses, and the Cao soldiers, who had just boosted their morale, stopped in shock and looked at the tragic scene in front of them.

Three hundred dead. Except for those who died at the foot of the Iron Horseman, almost all of them died in battle at the same time. The most severely injured was Xiahoudun, and an arrow shot by Zhao Yun with all his strength directly pierced his throat! But in a sense, he was the least injured, and the others were hit by at least five or six feather arrows, and only he became Zhao Yun's exclusive target.

"Only the first evil will be punished, and those who abandon weapons will not die!" Wang Yu gathered his mind and shouted.

Another once-well-known general died on the battlefield. Of course, there are regrets, but there is no need to dwell on them, the war is so cruel in the first place, and you want to wear white gloves to win the victory. Pure whimsy.

Wang Yu's purpose was achieved. Xiahoudun's death became the last straw that overwhelmed Cao's army, and the 3,000 remnants of the city gate threw away the weapons in their hands. On both sides of the city gate, the black press knelt together, and some people were full of grief and indignation. There are also those who cry bitterly, and most of them look blank.

As the news spread. The shouts and killings in the city gradually began to weaken, and by the time Wang Yu accompanied Lu Qiling into the city, the war in the city had completely ended.

Breaking into the city before dawn, he fought hard with a strong enemy who was good at fighting, and finally heard the news that the main army was defeated, the monarch fled, and the lord was killed in battle. The remnants of the soldiers in the city didn't even think to escape, they all threw away their weapons as soon as they heard the news.

To appease the pawn or something, Wang Yu definitely didn't care about it, he just ordered Zhao Yun, and hurried to the north gate. Just turning around from the ruins of the City Guard Mansion, he saw Wei Yan and Gao Shun, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

The appearance of the two is actually much different, but standing together at this moment, Wang Yu has an illusion that it is difficult to distinguish. There was no way, the heads and faces of the two were covered with blood, and many places were solidified, and they couldn't see their original appearance at all.

"See the lord! I really didn't expect to see ...... The last general is not in a good position, he is so tired that Wen Hou was attacked, and the lord hurriedly came to save him, and he deserves death! ”

Seeing Wang Yu, Wei Yan was like seeing a relative, and a new force suddenly surged out of his tired body, throwing off the war knife used as a crutch, and stepping forward in three steps and two steps.

Listening to his tone, the first sentence should be to be said, I didn't expect to see myself, right? Wang Yu shook his head with a wry smile, threw stirrups off the horse, and helped Wei Yan up: "The battle on the battlefield is completely changed in an instant, and no one can control the situation in their hands, why should Wen Chang blame himself?" Look at the way you look, you can still take care of all this red tape. ”

"Uncle Gao, where is my father, and what about others?" Lu Qiling didn't care about greeting Wei Yan, flew off the horse, rushed straight to Gao Shun, grabbed the latter's shoulder, and asked in a loud voice.

Gao Shun first hugged his fists and saluted Wang Yu, and then replied in a deep voice: "The lord is fine, but he is injured......"

"Is the injury serious? Why didn't he come with you? ”

Wei Yan knew that Gao Shun was talking about it, and Madame was asking so urgently, she must not be able to answer, so she smiled and said with relief: "Don't worry, who is Wen Hou?" How many winds and waves have come, and can you still lose to this little injury? He was just sad that Chengming and Lao Cheng died in battle, and he didn't want to see outsiders for a while. ”

Lu Qiling let go of her mind slightly, asked her father that she was still at the north gate, and hurried over. Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still not very good-looking, he looked at Wei Yan and asked solemnly, "Wen Chang, is he seriously injured?" ”

"It's quite heavy, indeed." Wei Yan couldn't laugh anymore, and replied sadly: "But there should be no worries about the surname, but I'm afraid I won't be able to fight in the future......" He pointed to his left shoulder and explained: "Wen Hou was slashed by Xu Chu here, and then he was injured for a long time, and his muscles and bones are probably ......."

"......" Wang Yu could only respond with silence, for Lu Bu, such a result is probably more uncomfortable than death, right?

Before he could figure out how to deal with the aftermath, he heard the sound ......of horses' hooves, and when he looked back, he saw a sentry hurrying towards him.

"What?"

"Lord Qi, General Qin asks for rescue!