At this moment, the fight outside the south gate was particularly fierce.

The fire is monstrous, the arrows are flying, the Yellow Turban Army soon approached the city wall, and began to rush to the city wall with the ladder, the Han army on this side is not as lucky as the East Gate, because the guard Zhu Jun is not there, the daytime things make Zhu Jun difficult to let go, he has to go home to explain to the family, when he has to do so, it is important to save his life first, he is the helmsman of the Zhu family, he can't care, the death of the Han Emperor he is very sure that it is true, now there are Yellow Turbans outside, there is chaos inside, and he has to prevent it.

But what he didn't expect was that his mistake this time led to the direct fall of Luoyang.

The soldiers and generals on the city wall are all lazy to sleep, swept away by the fear of the day, looking for peace in their dreams, the main generals are not there, why should they be so embarrassed by themselves, only a few of them obey the military orders.

No one knew that a butcher's knife had reached their necks.

Outside the city, Zhang Mancheng was dressed in armor, holding a tiger-headed sword, his eyes were shining, and he was staring closely at the head of Luoyang City.

In this battle, whoever captures Luoyang first will have the greatest credit, he does not fight for the reason and is intolerable, and even if he does not desperately attack for the sake of his soldiers, he doesn't want his brothers to die too much, but there are also Sun Xia and Zhao Hong, they will never allow it.

What's more, the blood in his heart was already boiling and burning, how could he not fight, but what he didn't expect was that the beginning was too smooth, his vanguard troops were about to touch the city wall, and the Han army did not make the slightest movement, and he even wondered if it was the Han army's trick.

However, after struggling in his heart for a long time, he decided to take a gamble, and the whole army pressed him, and he took the lead and rushed to the south of Luoyang. Sun Xia and Zhao Hong were not to be left behind, and they also rushed to the city together.

Suddenly.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The silent city was broken by heart-rending shouts, and some of the patrolling Han soldiers finally discovered the shadow of the Yellow Turban Army, and shouted in fright.

It's a pity that it's too late, it's too late, under the panic of the Han army, the main general is not there, and the direct situation is that the soldiers can't find the generals, and the soldiers can't find the soldiers, and they are in a mess, giving the yellow turbans more time, and their fate is doomed.

Zhang Mancheng's hanging heart finally broke out in the panic shouts at the head of the city, and fell, the Han army was really vulnerable, and the previous military advisor said it well.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mancheng shouted.

"The Han army is defeated, everyone will kill together, open the gate of Luoyang, glory and wealth are in front of you, kill!"

The Yellow Turban Army, which was already about to climb the city wall, was even more fierce after hearing Zhang Mancheng's roar, and rushed towards the Han army with a weapon screaming desperately.

Zhang Mancheng didn't really rush to the head of the city, if he accidentally hung up, it would be too bad, but when he saw that the head of the city had already stood on his heels, he couldn't hold back any longer, regardless of the dissuasion of the pro-army around him, he climbed up with red eyes.

The sharp-eyed Yellow Turban soldier saw Zhang Mancheng's mighty figure and shouted.

"Qu Shuai is here, brothers kill!"

The yellow turbans with red morale were even more confident, and they rampaged against the Han army, and in an instant, the Han army was defeated like a mountain, leaving a corpse behind.

Zhang Mancheng finally climbed the wall and looked at the scared Han army who was killed.

He was the first to take the city, and the first credit belonged to him Zhang Mancheng, so he was even more crazy, the tiger's head sword flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he rushed to the retreating Han army alone, and split a Han army that was resisting him in front of him.

Blood sprayed on his face, and the hapless Han sergeant was split open and fell down. Zhang Mancheng grinned and licked the blood on his face, as if it was something delicious, and his eyes instantly turned redder.

The big knife was raised and roared.

"Kill!"

The Han army around Zhang Mancheng saw him so fierce and bloodthirsty, and kept retreating, afraid that the next unlucky guy would be himself, and Zhang Mancheng smiled, and he came to the Han pawn with a stride, and with a knife slash, a good man's head flew up in an instant, and he fell to the ground with a grunt.

Zhang Mancheng became more and more excited, screaming, the tiger head knife danced in the crowd, the Han pawn was difficult to get close, and he retreated in a hurry.

"Hahaha, cowardly as a mouse, die to Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Mancheng saw that the Han pawn was frightened by himself, shouted, and went towards a trembling Han pawn, and slashed at the neck of the Han pawn, the Han pawn's feet were weak, and he fell to the ground, but fortunately escaped Zhang Mancheng's fatal knife, only cut off one of his right arms.

In pain, he let out an irrepressible "ah", threw away the weapon in his hand with his other hand, and picked up the severed arm that had been cut off on the ground.

Unfortunately, before he could react, a spear from nowhere pierced his neck like a lightning bolt.

Zhang Mancheng was about to slash again, but found that the Han pawn had been killed by a spear, and when he turned his head to see that it was the deputy general Zhao Hong, Zhang Mancheng grinned.

"General Zhao, good marksmanship, let's kill the Han army together!"

Zhao Hong nodded expressionlessly, and the spear was taken back at once, and the Han pawn on the ground completely lost his life.

Originally, Zhang Mancheng alone made the Han soldiers afraid and afraid, and then there was a fierce general who was not inferior to this god-killing god, the Han soldiers could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and turned their heads and ran, this run was terrible, at first it was only a few people, but slowly more and more people in the Han army joined the crowd fleeing for their lives.

The South City Gate was lost, and the Yellow Turban Army did not seem to be satisfied with such a point, and chased the Han army under the leadership of Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong, and even some of the Han soldiers had thrown away their weapons and surrendered, but the red-eyed Yellow Turban soldiers did not hesitate at all, and swept their heads with the big knives in their hands, leaving a lot of blood.

At this time, the Han soldiers no longer dared to surrender, they fled for their lives, and some soldiers even threw away their weapons in order to run faster.

At the head of the city, Sun Xia watched Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong torture and kill the Han soldiers, shook his head insidiously, and the corners of his mouth rose a trace of arc, but it was only a flash.

He is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he slashed over the pawns around him and wanted to sneak attack him, yelling.

"Stop, don't kill those who descend, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

The Han soldiers, who were already desperate to resist, couldn't hold back any longer, and when they heard Sun Xia's words, some of them hurriedly threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground and surrendered.

Sun Xia smiled and roared.

"Someone!"

His own guards came, holding weapons and holding fists.

"Qu Shuai!"

"Take these soldiers away, put them into our big camp, and guard them tightly!"

"No!"

At this moment, the Han pawns at the head of the city saw that they really didn't kill when they surrendered, and all the people didn't want to die, so the Han pawns knelt on the ground in an instant, only some of them were still fighting, vowing not to surrender, Sun Xia said hatefully.

"Those who do not surrender will be killed!"

Immediately took the guards to kill among the few Han pawns, under the absolute superiority, it was useless not to be afraid of death, a wave of rushing killing, the Han pawns fell down like cutting wheat, leaving no one alive.

Sun Xia wiped a handful of blood from his face, looked at the flames burning everywhere, and the palace in the distance, and wiped a trace of essence in his eyes.

At this time, killing was everywhere, and the south gate was the first to be breached, followed by the north gate.

Bocai and Bu Ji attacked the north gate, they were lucky, and it was He Jin's younger brother who met him, He Miao, a soft egg, was the main general, but he ran away after a little resistance, and as soon as the main general fled, the soldiers still had the heart to resist, and ran away with He Miao.

was so angry that Bocai screamed, swearing that he must catch He Miao and cut him with a thousand knives. , What kind of battle is this, originally Bo Cai thought that this battle could be left to kill all sides and make contributions, but before he could climb the city wall, He Miao, the main general, actually ran away.

The biggest credit is gone, how can Bo Cai not be angry, he has no interest in those frightened Han soldiers, in a fit of anger, he went to chase He Miao with his big knife, which made Bu Ji cry and laugh.

After all, this is Luoyang City, they have just broken the city gate, and they have not yet occupied Luoyang, and if you are not careful, you will not be able to save your life.

He and Bo Cai are quite compatible, that's why he cares so much, otherwise he won't care if Bo Cai lives or dies, wouldn't it be better if the credit is all his own when the time comes, Bu Ji will carry his own divination knife and crush the Han pawn who does not surrender.