The remnant sun is like blood.

Time had reached the end of the day, but the killing was still raging. The soldiers of Wu Nianjun, as if they had just been put into the battlefield, were fighting heartily.

Courage gave them great strength, made them stronger, and allowed them to begin to rise above the Mengyuan soldiers.

Weakened and left a little bit, Yan Han gradually regained his strength.

The so-called war peoples.

It's definitely not that Wu Nian is bragging, but it really exists.

Guoheng was destroyed by weakness, and Han independence was destroyed by strength. In that era when there was no civil and military force, in that era when only county guards and generals could fight barbarians and lose their armor.

Yan Han is the real kingdom of God.

That's why Han people are called Han people.

"Wu" under the banner of the word. Wu Nian raised his head and looked at the city. The remnant sun behind him turned into real blood, as if it was a portent.

The road that Wu Nian walked must be a road paved with blood.

This blood. It's the blood of barbarians.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!" The wind is blowing. The blowing flag did not stop, but also blew the scarlet cloak behind Wu Nian, like a long dragon, with teeth and claws, and the momentum was violent.

Wu Nian's eyes were slightly moist, not only saddened by the blood of the Han family's men, but also proud of his bloodline.

I have no regrets in this life.

"Da !!" The sound of horses' hooves in a hurry woke Wu Nian up. His eyes flashed, and the wetness in his eyes disappeared in an instant. The eyebrows are full of fierce colors, strong and majestic.

"General. It's time to retire. It is very dangerous to attack the city at night. ”

Zhang Jin pulled the reins of the horse, stopped the horse in front of Wu Nian very calmly, and said in a deep voice.

"Mingjin withdraws his troops. Tomorrow we will attack the city again. Wu Nian raised his right hand and said calmly.

"Yes." Zhang Jin clenched his fists and rode his horse down.

"Ding, Ding, Ding!!!"

There were special soldiers, and the golden bell was ringed. The rapid sound of golden chimes sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.

"Collect the troops! Collect the troops! ”

After the officers in front heard the sound of gold and iron, they were still a little reluctant in their hearts. But military orders are like mountains and can only be obeyed.

The officers beckoned the army to retreat and helped pull the siege engines.

The soldiers besieging the city also fell from the ladder cart one after another, and quickly hid behind the ladder cart.

"Quick. He who was still alive stood up and retreated with the army. "There was an officer who kept yelling, signaling the wounded soldiers who had fallen to the ground to hurry up and follow.

There were also soldiers who saw that some wounded soldiers could not get up on their own, so they went up to help.

Wu Nianjun retreated like a tide.

Although Wu Nian did not break through the city in one day. But the strength of the two sides is clear at a glance.

In the face of Wu Nian's army, which was attacking from three directions, Zhang Bu's army was nothing more than a thousand-commander Mengyuan soldier, two thousand-commander Han soldiers, and two thousand Zhang's allied army.

With only five or six thousand soldiers and horses, in the face of a strong attack of such intensity, they have already shown a declining trend.

"Hoo !!"

When Wu Nianjun retreated, the archers of Zhang Bujun in the city didn't even have the strength to draw their bows, and after exhaling one after another, they sat on the ground and gasped.

"It's been a long time!!! Too powerful, too powerful. These people are not afraid of death at all. Even with the protection of the city walls, I don't feel much security. ”

A thirty-two-year-old archer, leaning against a female wall, sticking out his tongue and panting, had an unusually ugly expression on his face.

Logically speaking.

Siege warfare is like a millstone, and when the beans enter the millstone, they turn into bean juice.

People are afraid of death. Even if there was a team of warlords, it would be impossible for the soldiers to charge into battle, and they would not be so fierce and so fierce.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for a siege to last for a month, or even half a year. Before that, only the Mengyuan people could do this kind of thing.

Rely on the fearlessness of a beast to quickly break through a city.

And now Wu Nianjun is the second such army.

But this archer felt that Wu Nianjun was different from the Mengyuan soldiers. Wu Nianjun is not fearless like a beast, but fearless as a person.

The beast is fearless because the beast, although it runs away from death, does not fear it.

Man is afraid of death.

What kind of powerful power can make a person die without fear?

"Damn it. The city simply can't hold it. Day after tomorrow. No. Tomorrow it may be breached. The archer's eyes flickered, and he was already thinking about what to do.

This archer is not the only clever man. Except for the Mengyuan soldiers and the officers of the Han Wanhu who had no way to retreat, the Han soldiers all had a way out.

I have only heard of Wu Nian's hatred of the Mengyuan people and the officials who gave their lives to the Mengyuan people, but I have never heard that Wu Nian wants to kill all the Han soldiers.

Although Zhang Bu treats his subordinates well, it doesn't mean that everyone is willing to die with him.

Zhang Bu's ability has not reached this point.

If you don't want to die, you have to find a way not to die.

And if you continue to stay on the city wall to help Zhang Bu defend the city, to fight against Wu Nianjun. Then they will surely die.

An army.

Its defeat was not at the end of the war. And when the morale of the army is scattered.

Apparently. After this half a day, under the fierce attack of the powerful enemy, Zhang Bujun's military spirit began to dissipate.

Although limited to Han Chinese soldiers.

It does not include the Mengyuan soldiers and the Zhangjia coalition army.

However, the number of Zhang Bu's army was originally small, and in today's battle, the losses were extremely great. His strength is running out.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Zhang Bu himself is a little desperate.

He was not lazy, nor was he afraid of death. He has been fighting on the city wall with a spear in hand. His armor was covered with blood and full of traces of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and he killed at least twenty people with his hands.

He was trying to stabilize the situation, hoping that he would become the large, stable levee against the raging floods.

But the enemy is too strong.

Wu Nian's army has its own willpower.

It also occupies an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

Wu Nian.

It is the general who has given the soul of the army, and my mortal, even if he relies on the city, what qualifications do I have to stand here and stop him?

Frustration. This feeling does not come but arises from the heart as soon as it comes.

At this moment, Zhang Bu's heart was full of frustration. Then he became pessimistic about the situation in front of him. originally thought that he would probably be able to hold the city and wait for the reinforcements of Jinhuan Mountain, but he also wavered.

Zhang Bu clenched his fists, lowered his head slightly, opened his mouth and exhaled, and a pair of tiger eyes gradually turned red.

He Huo Ran looked up at Wu Nianjun, who was retreating like a tide in front of him, and let out an angry roar in his heart.

"Me. Mere mortal. How can we fight such a formidable enemy? ”

Zhang Bu.

Before the invasion of the Mengyuan people, it was known as a number of heroes in Liaodong, and it was indeed the case. It's just a battle that lasts for half a day, but it makes Zhang Bu so desperate.

It can well be imagined.

Wu Nianjun is strong.