Chapter Seventy-Eight: Firelight and Candle Sky, Ups and Downs Siege (2)

"General, the scout reports that there are no enemy ambushes around the grain camp!"

At the edge of the ridge, Zhao Yun held the bright silver spear in one hand, standing in front of the dense forest, the desolate moonlight shone on the white armor, emitting a shining treasure light, and the breeze of Shanyin blew his cloak, swinging with the wind, domineering and arrogant!

"Order, prepare for battle, burn the grain camp!"

Listening to the faint sound of killing in the sky, Zhao Yun knew that the city must be in a fierce battle, and he must attack the city as soon as possible.

After passing the order, Zhao Yun's face was solemn, he held the bright silver spear in a comfortable way, and then ordered loudly: "Charge!"

"Kill!"

All armies roared in unison, thunder on the ground, birds and birds flew in shock, and echoes lingered!

Their eyes were firm, staring at the grain camp on the end ridge, the granary standing on the mountain, loaded with the hope of war, loaded with the foundation of war, and reprinted with the never-ending war.

If you destroy it and burn it, the war will end as soon as possible, and the situation will be in your favor, so every soldier of the Changshan Army will charge desperately, charge fearlessly, and charge with a mission.

"Woo~"

"Someone is attacking food, be on guard!"

"Alert ...... the whole army"

The charge from the bottom of the mountain caused the An army, which was guarding the grain and grass, to panic, and hurriedly took up arms to defend against the enemy.

"Fire attack, archers ready!"

When he was approaching the grain and grass, Zhao Yun ordered loudly, and the archers, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately lit the rocket.

The fire, swaying in the wind, shot at the granary on the mountainside with a blazing temperature after leaving the arrowstring.

"It's not good! The soldiers are divided into two ways to protect the granary!"

The general of An's army exclaimed, and the soldiers behind him quickly separated, ran to the edge of the grain and grass, and once a rocket fell, he immediately extinguished it, trying to save the grain and grass as much as possible.

"Whew!"

A rainbow of fire swept overhead, emitting a bright light, shining on the faces of the panicked An army, and the stunned eyes and slightly open mouths all highlighted their surprise.

In an instant, soon the arrows fell on the grain and grass, one flame, two flames, one flame, like a flame spirit, beating, releasing heat.

"Extinguish the fire!"

The soldiers of the An army moved quickly, flapping the flames, and with the efforts of thousands of people, the burning flames were quickly extinguished, leaving only a few wisps of quiet smoke slowly rising into the air and disappearing.

The surface crisis was resolved, but if the source was not cut off, the granary would not be safe, and the generals of the An army immediately led people to rush down the mountain, preparing to kill Zhao Yun and defeat the Changshan army.

"Kill!"

However, the generals of the An army overestimated their own strength, and with the strength of the troops and the strength of the army under him, they were not the opponents of the Changshan army.

"Fight the world with your son, and kill the enemy for thousands of miles!"

Zhao Yun shouted, the bright silver spear in his hand slashed forward, with a trace of blood, fell to the ground, and involuntarily shouted the slogan of the Changshan Army, in order to boost morale!

"Fight the world with your son, and kill the enemy for thousands of miles!"

"Sweep away the war and chaos in the world, and protect every inch of the country!"

These four sentences are the slogan of Chang Shan Jun and the declaration of Chang Shan Jun, which has been integrated into their bone marrow and is indelible!

The slogan replaced the drum, which greatly boosted morale, and one by one the Changshan army bravely took the lead, attacking step by step to the top of the Zhijing Ridge, getting closer and closer to the granary.

Looking at the high-willed and powerful Changshan Army, the generals of the An Army flashed a trace of despair, and after killing a soldier of the Changshan Army, they looked at Zhao Yun in white armor, and with every step, they skillfully killed an enemy, turning killing people into an art, gorgeous and cold-blooded.

Capture the thief and capture the king first!

The eyes of the generals of the An clan were cold, holding the halberd, and striding towards Zhao Yun, with his strong strength, he passed through a distance of dozens of meters in a few steps.

With a kick of his toes, he used his strength to fly up to a height of seven or eight meters, like an eagle swooping down, stabbing at Zhao Yun, and the blue aura condensed around him, forming a wind cover.

"Slash in a frenzy!"

The huge air flow directly blew away the surrounding soldiers, and they fell to the side, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Sensing the air flow in the sky, a trace of battle intent flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes, and the bright silver spear in his hand was drawn, and his body was charged, reaching its peak.

"Hundred birds and phoenixes!"

A silver-white aura came out, and a white phoenix flew out of his body, and after spinning in a circle, it condensed at the tip of the spear.

"Khooth!"

The two collided in mid-air, and the aura fluctuations on the weapon became deeper and deeper, and after reaching the extreme, they spread out in all directions, generating powerful qi waves, blowing away the stones of the mountain, breaking the trees, and even people could not stand steadily.

The two people who were in the middle of the qi wave, when the qi wave generated, hurriedly stabilized their bodies, and the general of the An army spat blood, his face was pale, and he immediately turned around, preparing to escape.

"Where to run!"

After Zhao Yun stabilized his body, he was fine, shouted loudly, raised his gun and continued to pursue, and after a few breaths, he killed the enemy general.

"The general is dead, run away!"

Seeing the death of the general, I don't know who shouted, causing the defense line of the An army to collapse in an instant, and immediately fled to the rear.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, and said loudly: "The Tang Changshan Army, occupy the grain camp, kill!"

In the face of the imposing Changshan army, the An army fled in despair, and the grain camp was soon occupied and the banner of the Changshan army was planted.

Zhao Yun looked at the granaries all over the mountains, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he ordered lightly: "Burn it!"

"Burn the granary!"

"Set fire to the granary!"

“............”

With the loud order, many Changshan soldiers poured flammable liquids such as fire oil, wine, and oil, and then lit torches and threw them on, and the fire was full of fire for a while.

The fast-burning fireworks were dazzling, sometimes like a phoenix breaking through the clouds, sometimes like a layer of fiery red twilight scattered in all directions, sometimes like flickering night fire clouds, lighting up half of the sky, so that it could be seen dozens of miles away.

"Withdraw!"

Looking at the raging flames, Zhao Yun revealed a smile in his eyes and returned with the army.

At this time, the war in the city was still going on, and Ahn Quanfu, as the commander of the first army, personally took action and killed a large number of troops.

Just as he was gasping for breath, he suddenly saw the red sky in the distance, and his heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized that the grain camp had been lost.

Wan Zhang's anger rushed straight to his heart, looking at the inter-stream city dozens of meters away from him, the short distance was like a moat that was difficult to leap over, and he would definitely not be able to capture it in a short time, so he had to grit his teeth and say:

"Retreat!"

The sound of the trumpet sounded again, this time not loud and urgent, but low and urgent, the sound of retreat, the sound of defeat, the sound they did not want to hear.

The order was like a mountain, and the An army slowly retreated, and it took a quarter of an hour to completely leave the battlefield.

Seeing this, Chang Shanjun was about to step forward to chase and kill, but was stopped by Li Tang and said: "Poor Kou Mo chase, the goal has been achieved, or clean up the battlefield and welcome General Zhao back!"

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, Li Tang walked to the city wall alone, looked at the corpses everywhere, secretly grieved in his heart, looked up at the bright moon from afar, and prayed that Zhao Yun's loss was not large.

When the city is guarded three or two times, the fire shines brightly;

There are 30,000 or 20,000 floating corpses everywhere, and the moon is melancholy sprinkled with thousands of acres!

After waiting for two hours, he saw Zhao Yun, who was stained with silver armor on blood stains, and returned to Jianliu City with his army.

(End of chapter)