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"Demou, let the public go to the city, as long as the gate is opened, it will be much easier for us next. I don't know when the guys on the other side will be able to see our plan, but I can't waste any more time, and I have a bad feeling in my heart. ”

Although there were some small flaws in the initial action, so that the opponent had more time to react, but the opponent's good luck ended here, although the strong city gate of the revolving gate was not too good even for Sun Jian, but those soldiers who stayed behind to guard the city were obviously not the elite opponents of Sun Jian's army.

It's just that the generals who stayed behind still seem to be very even-handed, although the situation is not in their favor, but they are still stubbornly supported until now and there is no sign of collapse.

This is obviously not a good phenomenon for Sun Jianjun.

What Sun Jianjun lacks most now is not manpower and material resources, but time. Similarly, the defenders of the Revolving Gate Pass are also fighting for time, because from the camp of Sun Jian's army to the Revolving Gate Pass, with the excellent war horses of the Xiliang Army, there is still the strength to launch an attack within an hour.

Therefore, Sun Jian could not delay any longer, in order to control the revolving gate pass, he had to sweep away the tenacious defenders in the revolving gate pass with the force of thunder. While this will inevitably result in greater casualties, it will be worth it compared to the strategic advantage gained.

Huang Gai's arrival in the city is a signal, and his iron whip is more advantageous in the small area of the battle at the head of the city, with Huang Gai's participation, even if he can't eliminate the defenders in a short time, at least he can break through to the city gate. As long as the gates could be opened, the battle would be a matter of course - at least much less than the loss of ascending to the city.

"General, if we continue like this, we are afraid that we will not be able to withstand it for long, and if we don't retreat, we will only have to fight to the death."

Zhao Cen and his guards' eyes were blood-red at this time, not only because their bodies and armor had been stained red with blood, not only because their eyes had become red because of the killing, but also because the stalemate scene in front of them and the fresh combat power of the enemy was still pouring up made the anxious eyes of this group of responsible defenders bloodshot.

Zhao Cen was originally just an ordinary member of the Xiliang Army, with no too brilliant experience and no dazzling feats, but he just followed Dong Zhuo step by step from a small soldier to survive to the present. His qualifications are very mediocre, and he is not a hero who has great ambitions to make a big career, for him, he already has a gentle mother-in-law and two tiger-headed sons at home, so he no longer has too much pursuit of his life.

No, perhaps it can't be said that there is no pursuit at all.

He admired Dong Zhuo, admired the main general who charged at the front line every battle, looking at the figure of that person, even an ordinary person like him who had no ideals and went with the flow couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and moved forward bravely, regardless of life and death.

It must be a very meaningful thing to use your meager strength to help that person realize his dreams.

Zhao Cen often thinks like this.

It's just that his strength is too meager, and countless young people with inferior qualifications have climbed on his head. If it weren't for Cheng Dù, who had followed Dong Zhuo for so long that many old people still had an impression of him, I am afraid that he would be at most an uncle now, instead of standing on this city pass as the commander of an army like now.

But even so, he has his own dreams and pursuits, even if those dreams and pursuits are attached to the dreams and pursuits of others, but he is willing to fight for that person, for that person's dreams and pursuits!

As a result, the anxious look under the originally red eyes gradually became calm and firm.

Looking out of the gate, he saw the commotion of troop movements that were vaguely appearing below the gate, and the dense crowd of enemy soldiers gathered in front of the gate. Looking to the side, he saw soldiers anxiously waiting for him to make a decision.

Just now they had just organized a small counterattack and knocked back a lot of Sun Jian's army on the city wall, so now they had a little time to breathe, which is why the pro-soldier asked him if he was dead or withdrawn.

"Everyone, I, Zhao Cen, know that I am not a powerful person, and I also know that you usually say that I am an 'old guy who occupies a seat' behind my back. It doesn't matter, it's nothing, anyway, I'm afraid my old bones won't live long. It's just that the group of Kanto guys outside the gate can't see our Xiliang people living a good life, and they don't want our brothers, wives and children to have a bright tomorrow, they want us Xiliang people to live in the yellow sand forever, you think it's even more unfair than my corpse vegetarian guy. Dong Gong has taken us Xiliang people to guard the frontier of the Han Dynasty for so many years, can't we live a good life for two days! ”

Looking at the angry eyes around him, Zhao Cen smiled, relieved, happy, and ...... Extrication.

"Very good, there are no bad breeds among us Xiliang people. So now, in order to keep those bandits from crossing this city, I need a group of warriors, a group of warriors who are willing to sacrifice for others, and the time is pressing, and those who are willing to follow me. ”

After speaking, Zhao Cen didn't make any extra moves, turned his head and left, and there was silence behind him at first, and then people continued to come out of the crowd and follow Zhao Cen under the gaze of everyone.

They walked on the bloody water, every step was so dazzling and heavy, their backs were so resolute in the mountains and blood, it was the back of a man, that was the back of a true warrior when he bloomed the glory of his life.

So gorgeous, yet so quiet and beautiful. This is the ultimate beauty that life and death bring together.

There are more and more people following them, and if it weren't for the fact that Guancheng needs to be watched, I'm afraid that everyone will follow in the end.

Hundreds of people, how many Zhao Cen did not count, but everyone's face was full of perseverance and determination, and there were ...... Smile. In the face of impending death, they do not have a trace of fear and nostalgia, they only have laughter, because they know what they are doing and what they are for. For the sake of honor and family, why not die, because that is a meaningful thing.

Dong Zhuo, maybe you can think of him as a careerist, a thug, and one of the traitors who is unparalleled throughout history, but his ambition and his actions are obviously not only the embodiment of his heart, but also the unwillingness and anger of countless Xiliang people. So when they got into a predicament, the tenacity they had developed because they had lived in the border for a long time began to grow, and they wanted to rebel, rise up and resist, not only because of a certain leader, but also because of themselves.

The Kwantung princes were not ordinary traitors, but a group of military groups with their own beliefs and ideals.

Zhao Cen had an ordinary life, and the battle of the Revolving Gate Pass should be his most dazzling, just like the glamorous epiphany.

In the somewhat stunned expressions of Sun Jianjun, including Sun Jian, the gate of the revolving gate closed slowly opened, but before Sun Jian, who was in ecstasy, gave the order to rush straight to the city gate, the huge sound of horses' hooves was transmitted through the city gate hole and was clearly sent to every corner of the battlefield.

It was a decisive assault of Zhao Cen and hundreds of dead soldiers of the Xiliang Army, and that was when they were using their bodies to build a ladder to the future for the living.

In the face of such a sudden and decisive attack, Sun Jianjun, who had been slacking off under the city walls, was immediately driven into the hell of death by the illusion of having credit at his fingertips. Although the distance from behind the city gate to the front of the city gate was less than twenty meters, the Xiliang soldiers, who were already familiar enough with cavalry warfare, accelerated their war horses to the most suitable speed for battle, and then rushed out without stopping.

The city gate slowly closed behind them, and one of Zhao Cen's personal guards who was in charge of commanding this qiē still echoed in his ears the words that Zhao Cen had ordered him before the attack:

"As soon as I leave, close the gates, and leave my life and death alone, even if the enemy holds my corpse, they can't open the gates. Remember, the only way the enemy can get to this level is to step over the corpses of all of us! ”

The guards wept, and he cried as he watched his general leave the city and embark on the road of no return, but he could not do anything.

He hated his own incompetence, he hated the bandits who wanted to deprive them of better living conditions, and the only thing he could do was to pick up his arms again, and with tears mixed with blood, he frantically threw himself at the soldiers of Sun Jianjun who continued to rush to the city pass.

Closing the city gate, Zhao Cen, an ordinary general, is telling the cavalry beside him and the defenders behind him in this way, I am already burning my own life, so what about you? This is the belief of a true soldier: I will do what I can do, even if it is 100% for 1/10,000 hopes.

Zhao Cen and his cavalry's almost frantic assault almost completely disrupted the formation of Sun Jian's army, their attack had no purpose at all, or their only purpose was to disrupt the opponent and create more time for the return of their own reinforcements.

Although the casualty figures of the cavalry were not high, and the cavalry, which could not kill the enemy in an instant without the advantage of speed, had lost the greatest threat it had, the cavalry still used their faith and life to plunge a small group of well-trained infantry into a state of confusion.

Some people think that miracles are the concentration of unexplained variables in constants, which in turn contribute to some impossible outcome. It belongs to "luck" and "cause and effect", but it is never subject to the will of man and earth, and it is by no means something that can be created by any human power in this world.

However, the reason why miracles are called miracles rather than simply luck or cause and effect is precisely because compared to luck or cause and effect, miracles are precisely the accumulation of the possibility of human continuous efforts, which is classified as an impossible event in probability theory, but because of the participation of luck, the pointer of fate stops in the probability of the impossible happening.

Therefore, under the decisive assault of the cavalry led by Zhao Cen, under the desperate resistance of the soldiers on the city pass, and even under the victory of Cheng Pu holding Zhao Cen's head and the soldiers behind him shouting "those who surrender will not kill", the spirit of the five thousand defenders did not collapse, not only that, but even they were like the legendary berserkers, regardless of defense, pain, life and death, they were only for one purpose - to block the enemy from the city pass.

Heaven obviously favors the strong who fight for their beliefs, and a miracle befell on such a battlefield like a holy war, and Sun Jian's army, which had an absolute advantage, not only fell into chaos under the city pass, but also the attack on the city pass was severely frustrated, and he had to hold on around several small strongholds to rest.

The battle seems to have entered into a brief stalemate for the time being.

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