Day after year, the third day of the third month of March.

Lu Yang closed the killing sound and shook the sky.

Guarding Luyang Pass was the Jingxiang army, with 2,000 men and horses.

Luyang Pass was small, and only 500 defenders could live in the pass, and the rest of the soldiers had to be stationed behind the pass.

Two days ago, news came from Nanyang that the Bianjun army was attacking Fangcheng Pass, so they should be careful to take precautions.

Shouguan Town will raise the spirit, strictly guard against stubbornness, and all customs clearance business travel will be prohibited.

Early this morning, the army of black pressure came to Guanxia.

Coming from the direction of Luoyang, you don't need to ask to know that this is the Bianjun.

"Listen to the defenders on the pass, we are the Bianjun of King Liang, coming with Tianwei, you can avoid death by surrendering quickly, otherwise the pass will be broken, and the chickens and dogs will not be left!"

The Bianjun army under the pass issued a threat to the city.

On the city, a tour of the city took a mouthful of phlegm.

"Holy shit, still thinking about slaughtering the city!"

The other defenders also pouted, knowing that you were going to slaughter the city and we would surrender? Didn't you kill more bitterly if you surrendered?!

Seeing that Guan Shang was indifferent, the Bianjun army under the city began to commotion.

The soldiers slowly separated from the left and right, and a team of black-clothed men carried a ladder and slowly approached the city.

"Toot ~ ~ ~ Foot Shooting!"

Two hundred pace-whirring archers bent their bows and fired at the approaching man in black.

But seeing that the man in black didn't dodge, the arrow hit the body of the black cloth, but it was ejected and fell, and it was useless to them?!

After a few rounds of foot shooting, the archers panicked.

The defender of the town will also frown.

"Prepare to roll the wood and stones, and let the reinforcements after the pass fight."

All of a sudden, the closing was busy.

When the man in black arrived at the bottom of the city, he put the ladder up to the top of the city and climbed up.

"Fight it."

At the juncture, he threw stones at the ladder desperately, and the ping-pong stones smashed on these people, but there was no reaction, only one or two of the ten people were smashed off the ladder, but after landing on the ground, they got up again and continued to climb up.

This is a panic.

The enemy who can't be killed is the most terrible.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, they are just wearing iron armor and smashing them with big stones."

The panicked defenders then moved the suspicious boulder and smashed it down.

Sure enough, as long as he hit, the man in black could no longer get up.

It works!

The panic at the moment is gone, and as long as you can die, you are not afraid.

Boulders flew into the air and rained down.

Close the dust that was smashed.

The blades in the black's hands scattered, moaning under the boulder.

Crimson blood oozed through the armor.

"Haha, throw again, throw again!"

Turn on the crazy stone-throwing mode at the juncture, and turn off the straight jump of Bianjunqi.

"Foot shooting, foot shooting!"

Bouncing ~~~

The bowstring snapped, and the black shadow covered the juncture.

Puff puff~

Belch~

Ah~

"Anti-arrow, anti-arrow~"

The defenders hurriedly took refuge, some raised shields to block arrows, and some hid behind the flower wall.

"Siege~~~"

Hulala ran out again, hundreds of soldiers rushed up.

As soon as the number of people was large, the defenders were too busy to throw stones and trees, so they had to pick up knives and guns and defend the battlements of the wall.

The two sides finally started a real fight at the Luyang juncture.

The defenders were few, and soon more than half of them were killed and wounded, and the reinforcements after the pass had to quickly enter the city.

The head of the city, which is one or two hundred meters away, has become the focus of contention between the two sides.

"Holy shit, I'll fight with you."

A defender dragged his wounded thigh and pounced on a Bianjun who had just rushed to the city, but the Bianjun slashed his chest open, and the gushing blood gushed out like a spring, and the internal organs slid out of the chest and abdomen without hindrance and fell to the ground.

"Ah~big brother~~~"

Seeing this, a man with a bloody face rushed over with a miserable howl, and the horizontal knife in his hand slashed fatally.

The Bianjun smiled, his black and yellow teeth flashed, and in a flash, he came to the man's side, and the horizontal knife in his hand slashed at his abdomen.

Belch~~~

The man slashed the air, and his lower abdomen was cold. He was startled in his heart, and when he looked at it again, there was a bang, and a large stream of black-red dirty blood gushed out, and Bai Huahua's intestines fell.

He subconsciously reached out in horror and stuffed it into his stomach one by one, but where could he stuff it back?!

Yes~~~

The man's tears of horror flowed, and he was at a loss while clutching his half-open stomach.

The corners of the successful Bianjun's mouth lifted slightly, and he rushed straight to the next unlucky guy.

There was more than one such master of the Bianjun, and the defenders were too frightened to step forward.

There are more and more Bianjun troops attacking the juncture.

Seeing this, the reinforcements in the pass panicked.

The guards cut down a Bianjun, and then look at the dead and wounded pillows, corpses stacked on top of each other.

The intestines and stomachs are all over the ground, and I can't get down my feet anymore.

Alas......

It's a tough hurdle.

Seki is too small for troops to deploy.

But if you don't keep it, how can you explain it to the festival marshal?!

"Up, beat them down."

The town will swing a horizontal knife and slash with life.

The reinforcements also gritted their teeth and came to the fore.

Three quarters later, the Bianjun army was beaten down again.

The entire Luyang Pass is like a pool of blood, and the defenders are stepping on blood and water, including those of the Bianjun army and the defenders.

"Throw the body down."

The defenders didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, and directly threw the minced meat down the city.

The corpses fell from the sky, adding height to the pile of corpses beneath the city.

These corpses also blocked the placement of the ladder, and the Bianjun sent soldiers to clean up the corpses below.

All of a sudden, corpses flew at the head of the city, and corpses were picked up under the city.

After several tug-of-wars, reinforcements were exhausted, and the city was crowded with 800 brave men.

This is the only remaining defender.

The town general is Zhao Kuangning's nephew and nephew, and he can be regarded as his own family.

At this time, he was covered in scars, his skin and flesh were rolled, his stomach was tied with a white cloth, and the blood was dripping uncontrollably.

He was holding a horizontal knife full of gaps, looking at the scarred robe beside him, he knew that his family was going to explain here today.

For a moment, he thought of his wife and children at home, and of the concubine he had just begged.

Looking at the battlefield in front of him again, he swallowed.

The soldier said softly: "General, we have done our best, and the two thousand brothers are left, and we have done our best." ”

"Shut up."

Zhao Hu stared at his own soldiers with blood-red eyes.

"Has our Zhao family ever treated everyone badly?"

"No, no."

"Today is the time for us to fight to the death. Locked up in people, closed in people dead! ”

"But, general, we really tried our best, but we all died in battle, and we can't hold this pass!"

"You!"

Zhao Hu raised the horizontal knife that had turned into an iron rod and was about to behead him.

The surrounding soldiers swarmed up, picked up Zhao Hu and ran down the pass.

Seeing this, the wounded soldiers at the moment also ran down.

"You, you bastards!"

"You deserve to die!"

"My Zhao family has never treated you badly, and you have treacherous ......"

Zhao Hu was about to scold again, but he was knocked unconscious by a personal soldier's knife handle, and everyone rushed out of Luyang Pass with their horses and ran in the direction of Xiangcheng.

There are still 1,000 garrisons in Xiangcheng, and they can resist for a while, but if they only rely on these 800 wounded soldiers, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out in a moment.

They abandoned the pass and left, and the Bianjun army climbed up to the top of the city, opened the gate, and 4,000 troops poured into the pass.

When he saw the door on the inside open, he knew that the defenders had fled.

"Chase!"

Leaving a thousand people to guard the pass, the 3,000-strong army chased towards a group of black spots in the distance.

It was getting dark, and smoke was burning in the gate.

Bianjun knew that the defenders had fled, so they let go of their nervousness, and there were only a few dozen guards on the inside of the gate, waiting for the pursuers to return.

However, he said that the chasing soldiers did not return that night, and the Bianjun who stayed in the pass did not care, thinking that there were not many garrisons in Xiangcheng, and they should have engaged each other.

That night, a group of Bianjun returned to Luyang Pass.

The guards checked the waist card and opened the gate.

When the army entered, they approached the guards.

"Dude, your accent is wrong, why isn't it Heluo......"

Before the guard could finish speaking, a cold light flashed across his neck, his eyes widened, his mouth gurgled and he couldn't make a sound, and his neck was grunting with blood.

Fell to the ground with a thud.

Yes~

Some people exclaimed, but this team of Bianjun had already wielded their sharp blades and harvested their lives.

In the darkness outside the gate, countless torches suddenly lit up, and the firelight flickered and rushed into the gate.

The first person, covered in iron armor, with a torch in one hand and a horizontal knife in the other, rushed into the pass and killed the alarmed Bianjun.

"Kill, don't leave a single one!"

The iron-clad general, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, chopping melons and vegetables, cut down the Bianjun army in front of him one by one.

On the opposite side, a hundred and ten strong men with tall horses suddenly rushed out of the Guan Ling Mansion, and a Bianjun army was bound to rush over.

"General Gao, be careful."

The pro-soldiers behind him shouted loudly and rushed to Gao Luanping's body to resist the Bianjun army for him.

Gao Luanping is Gao Shi's son-in-law, a general of Yinshaling Town, with 1,000 soldiers.

He got the news that Luyang Pass was in trouble, but he only had a thousand soldiers, and it was useless to go, so he was in a hurry and organized the miners to prepare to come to support.

When they arrived at Luyang Pass, they saw the guards abandoning the pass and fled, and when they were angry, they saw the Bianjun chasing after them.

So he let the pursuers pass until it was dark, and then let the door open and close, and the soldiers and miners were killed.

How could Gao Luanping retreat, he slashed with a swing of his knife, and the clanging and Bianjun generals slashed more than a dozen times, and the horizontal knives on both sides jumped out of the gap.

"Kill!"

He shouted, a vertical leap, and a sudden knife, when there was a loud sound, the horizontal knife of the Bianjun was knocked to the ground.

Both Du and Gao Luanping were stunned, and the Bianjun army would come back to their senses, turn around and run. Gao Luanping chased a few steps and slashed at Du's calf.

Oh~~~~

The one stumbled down, and Gao Luanping also jumped in front of him and cut off Du's head with a knife.

Burst~

A surge of blood spurted out of him.

The head grunted and rolled out of the way.

Gao Luanping stepped forward and lifted his head.

"Nanyang Army, Wansheng, Wansheng~~~~"

"Wansheng ~ Wansheng ~~~~"

Chanting resounded through the city.

The Bianjun army had long been frightened and hid in Tibet.

An hour later, bonfires were lit all over the gate, and lanterns and torches were lit at the gates.

The Bianjun guarding the pass were cut down by Gao Luanping's fresh army, leaving the heads behind and moving the corpses out of the pass.

At this time, the army was still full of heads, and he found a pile of human heads in the treasury of the Guanling Mansion, which were all defenders.

"Damn, we're going to cut off their heads too."

So, thousands of people carried torches to look for heads outside the pass, and as long as it was from the Bianjun, they cut it down and transported it into the pass.

Removing the equipment from the corpse is also a major job, and these armor repairs can still be used, which is better than nothing.

Just when Gao Luanping was busy with his work, someone came to report that a large group of cavalry had arrived, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe!

Yes?!

Gao Luanping's heart tightened, this time it was broken.

He knew that Nanyang lacked horses, and there were no cavalry at all, where did these cavalry come from?

Friend or foe?