After the Northern Thunder teased Yang Xuangan, he really disappeared in a flash, Yang Xuangan gritted his teeth when he saw it, but the endless soldiers around him made him helpless, he didn't have the ability to come and leave if he wanted among the ten thousand troops of the Northern Thunder.

Yang Xuangan had internal injuries before, the pillar of fire of the "Heavenly Fire Tribulation" was only illuminated for a while and quickly weakened, he didn't know how many people he had killed, he only knew that he kept waving his knife, waving his knife, and swinging his knife again, one by one the soldiers of Wagangzhai fell beside him, and his martial bravery not only made the surrounding soldiers retreat, but made them red-eyed.

Although Yang Xuangan is known as the "Little Overlord", but the Overlord of Western Chu could not face the million-strong army alone, and the manpower was sometimes exhausted, Yang Xuangan would also be tired, and when his knife momentum slowed down, the tip of a soldier's spear grazed his arm, bringing out a trace of blood.

Yang Xuangan avoided the key point in time, but he was still injured.

"He's hurt, he's hurt, he's not invincible!"

"Brothers, work harder, kill him!"

"He's going to hurt, he's not invincible!"

The injury on Yang Xuangan's arm stimulated the surrounding Wagangzhai soldiers, and the attack Yang Xuangan faced was three points heavier, and the surrounding soldiers attacked him like hungry wolves.

Poof

Then two more spears grazed Yang Xuangan's limbs, and although the injury was not serious, it made the soldier even more excited.

"Damn, why hasn't the secret guard arranged by my father come to save me yet!" Yang Xuan struggled to dodge the attacks around him, and had been waiting for Yang Su's reinforcements.

Before leaving Yangzhou with Yang Guang, Yang Su secretly arranged a hundred guards to secretly protect Yang Xuangan, no one knew about this except Yang Xuangan, each of them was a hundred dead soldiers, as long as these hundred people could make a move, Yang Xuangan was sure that he could escape.

What Yang Xuangan didn't know was that he, the Yang family, who was a hundred dead soldiers, met a strong man who was one million, and he would have died a long time ago.

Bei Minglei patted the non-existent dust on his palm, and looked in the direction of Yang Xuangan, there was a black-clothed corpse under his feet, and there was a sword mark on everyone's eyebrows, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Enjoy!" Bei Ying Lei smiled and headed towards the west gate of Yangzhou City, where Kou Zhong was leading two thousand soldiers to resist the 100,000 Wagang Zhai army led by Qin Qiong.

Sun Tzu's Art of War has a cloud of "besieging a city without one", that is, after besieging a lonely city, leaving one side for the enemy to escape, the purpose is to prevent the enemy from being trapped in the city and fighting to the death.

Cheng Yanjin decided to attack Yangzhou City, and immediately asked Qin Qiong to lead 100,000 men and horses from his headquarters to attack the West City, Xu Shiji to lead 100,000 troops to attack the South City, Li Mi himself 100,000 horses to attack the North City, and 50,000 soldiers and horses to attack the East City, without even bringing siege equipment, the significance is very obvious.

Therefore, after Yang Xuangan went to the city to die in the battle, he was relieved to support the other city gates.

At the speed of the northern thunder, it crossed half of Yangzhou City in an instant and came to the "West Gate".

Beiminglei had already divided the 5,000 soldiers and horses in his hands into four, Kou Zhong led 1,500 people to guard the west city, Xu Ziling and Song Shidao led 1,500 people to guard the north city, and Li Jing and Li Shimin led 1,000 people to guard the south gate.

Bei Minglei himself took a thousand people to guard the east gate, and when he left, he gave an order, Yang Xuan felt that he would not die, and a thousand soldiers at the east gate were not allowed to support.

Compared with the East Gate, the battle of the other three gates was much fiercer.

On the west gate, Kou Zhong held the "Cold Moon Knife" in his hand, and hacked to death the soldiers who climbed up to the city one by one, and the 1,000 and 5 defenders he led were all good fighters of Li Valve, even if the enemy was as many as 100 times, he did not show cowardice, but because of Kou Zhong's courage to kill the enemy, he stimulated boundless morale and blocked the enemy army in Wagangzhai on the city tower.

As soon as the Northern Thunder came, he did not help Kou Zhong kill the enemy, but rushed straight to the cloud ladder leaning against the city wall.

I saw a streamer flash in the sky, all the ladders in Wagangzhai became fragmented, and the people who were originally standing on the ladders suddenly screamed and fell to their deaths under the city.

Without the ladder, the soldiers of Wagangzhai could not climb the city wall, and the pressure on Kou Zhong and the soldiers defending the city was reduced.

As soon as the ladder went, the Northern Thunder did not stop, and his body turned into a streamer again, rushing towards the siege trebuchet in the Wagangzhai army array.

"Stop him!" Qin Qiong deserved to be a veteran of the battlefield, he saw through the thoughts of the Northern Thunder at a glance, and sent soldiers to meet the streamer to prevent the Northern Thunder from destroying the siege equipment.

Puff puff puff

The place where the Northern Thunder Streamer passed was full of stumps and broken arms, and thousands of soldiers couldn't stop him at all.

Boom, boom, boom

In the roar, all the siege equipment brought by Wagangzhai to Xicheng was destroyed by Beiying Lei alone, and Qin Qiong could only sit on his war horse and stare dryly.

The Northern Thunder once again proved to the world that ordinary people are so powerless in the face of the strongest martial artists, even if they are millions of troops, how can they stop the god-level powerhouses, especially in the era of cold weapons.

Kou Zhong stood on the city gate and raised his arms and shouted, cheering for the Northern Thunder.

"The great general is mighty, the great general is mighty!"

"The great general is mighty, the great general is mighty!"

The morale of the soldiers defending the city was greatly boosted because of the thunder in the north, on the contrary, although there were still 100,000 troops in Wagangzhai, everyone was like a frosted eggplant, and their morale was low to the bottom.

Seeing that Xicheng was temporarily fine, Bei Minglei naturally rushed to the other city gates, and he didn't kill the soldiers, but stared at the siege equipment, and soon destroyed the siege equipment in Wagang Village.

"Damn!" After Cheng Yanjin, who was in charge of the rear army, learned about the battle situation ahead, he smashed his chair angrily, but he was helpless to take the North Thunder.

The figure of the North Thunder is elusive, one will appear at the south gate, one will be at the north gate, every time it shoots, it can cause great damage, but in less than an hour, Wagangzhai siege equipment lost most of it, and it also took nearly 10,000 soldiers.

Cheng Yanjin now finally knows what killing is like cutting grass, everywhere Beiying Lei goes, every time he is accompanied by thousands of sword qi, sweeping a large area, hundreds of soldiers in Wagangzhai have died, and Cheng Biting Jin is dumbfounded.

The war drums of Wagangzhai stopped, and the horn of Mingjin to withdraw the troops sounded, and Cheng Yanjin reluctantly issued the order to withdraw the troops.

"Wagangzhai has retreated!"

"The rebels are back!"

"Haha, this group of rebels and thieves have run away!"

The soldiers standing at the city gate all cheered when they found that Wagangzhai had retreated, and their morale was like a flood, and they had never been so sure that they could hold Yangzhou.

"The Great General is mighty!"

The prestige of the Northern Thunder was also in full swing because of this day's siege battle, and even the people in Yangzhou City knew about this god-like powerful "mighty general"!

Cheng Yanjin may not know that he ordered the withdrawal of the army, and at the same time saved one person, he is Yang Xuangan.

Yang Xuangan, who was killed by the North Thunder Pit, was covered in injuries and blood at this time, and almost died in the siege of 50,000 soldiers.

"General Yang, what's wrong!" After the war, Beiminglei visited Yang Xuangan, who was wrapped into a zongzi, and his mouth was full of hypocrisy.

"Thanks to General Yang's courage to kill the enemy this time, Wagangzhai will retreat, and when the war is over, Ben will immediately write to His Majesty to ask for credit for General Yang!"

Yang Xuangan lay on the bed, gritted his teeth and said to Bei Minglei: "Feng Daoqian, this son will not let you go!"

In Yang Xuan's eyes of hatred, a trace of purple lightning flashed.