The night was dark, eating food, but Liu Yan tasted the same as chewing wax, barely ate a few bites, but couldn't eat anymore.

Wancheng was stronger than he expected.

After a month of continuous attack, Wancheng is still as solid as a rock; Knowing that the Zhou army was moving south, the attack became more and more powerful. But if you continue to attack for another month, you may not be able to conquer Wancheng. But will Zhou Jun leave him for a month?

No!

Not at all!

As the so-called soldier is fast, if he is the general of the Zhou army, he will abandon Kunyang, lead the army, and drive directly to Wancheng. At that time, the Green Forest Army could only retreat. If the Zhou army pursues, the Green Forest Army will inevitably suffer heavy losses. The only fortunate thing is that at this moment, the main force of the Zhou army was dragged in Kunyang City.

But Kunyang City is not a dangerous place, under the strong attack, within ten days, the city will inevitably fall.

"It's too blind to believe in the memories of past lives!" Liu Yan blamed himself. Reborn, the memory of his previous life is his greatest advantage, relying on the memory of his previous life, he has saved the day again and again, but it also makes him a little blind to believe in the memory of his past life.

Today, there is a dilemma.

In other words, the third brother Liu Xiu is right, it is the best strategy to run away at this moment, and fighting the battle of Wancheng and the battle of Kunyang is the biggest mistake.

"How did you defeat Wancheng in your previous life, and how did you repel the Zhou army?"

Liu Yan closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

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When I woke up the next day, the siege was still the same.

Wang Kuang said: "There is a Zhou army, attacking Jianyang, Xinye and other places, the situation there is unstable, I want to go to the rescue!" ”

Liu Yan was speechless, this was about to run away, but he still asked and answered: "Da Situ, what should I do!" ”

Wang Kuang said: "I will lead an army of 50,000 to the rescue; The general's army of 30,000 continued to attack Wancheng. The siege of the city for two months in a row has led to the emptiness of Kunyang's defense, and Kunyang will be broken! ”

Liu Yan said: "I am willing to obey the general!" ”

Liu Yan is too lazy to quarrel, too lazy to say anything, it seems that if he talks too much with Wang Kuang, his IQ will drop.

In the afternoon, Wang Kuang led 50,000 soldiers and horses, evacuated Wancheng, and ran away. There are only 30,000 Chungling troops left outside the city, and the defenders of Wancheng also have 30,000, and they no longer have an advantage in terms of troops. Next, there is no hope for conquering Wancheng.

"Wang Kuang is too smart, let Wang Feng guard Kunyang, let me be trapped under Nanyang City, borrow a knife to kill people, get rid of our two groups, and he took the opportunity to monopolize power and take the opportunity to escape, it is not unintelligent!" Liu Yan pondered: "It's a pity that I can't conquer Wancheng, and I can escape there!" ”

The only chance of winning is to conquer Wancheng!

If Wancheng is not defeated, even if he escapes to the mountains, he will not have much life. There may not be a need for the court to take action, but some junior brothers stepped forward, cut off their heads, and gave them to Wang Yi.

In this battle, there is only life and death, no victory or defeat.

To lose, it is death.

"Call for war!" Liu Yan said lightly: "The defenders of Wancheng should have confidence and go out of the city to fight!"

The drums of war are rumbling!

The 30,000-strong army set up a formation and constantly invited to fight.

Wancheng was too strict and said: "The thief army retreats, and the thief army under the city is less than 30,000, if it attacks, it will be defeated!" ”

"No!" The silver armor general said lightly: "Da Sikong has led the army to Kunyang, and Kunyang will fall in the near future. ”

Yan He said: "The thieves are frightened and flee, when they send troops to pursue, they must not miss the opportunity, and they will not come again!" ”

The silver armor general continued to persuade a few words, Yan He stubbornly built up, led 20,000 soldiers and horses, along the open city gate, rushed over. Liu Yan smiled, waved the command flag, and the army slowly changed, turning into a cone, waiting for the enemy to attack.

Kill!

Yan He's strength is not weak, but it is a martial saint cultivation, driving 20,000 soldiers and horses to attack and kill, uniformly, in the endless Xiao killing, rushing to kill the Chungling army.

Boom Boom!

It was as if torrents collided together, weapons collided, swords clashed, soldiers fell, soldiers rushed forward, mixing with each other, constantly colliding.

"Overlord marksmanship!"

Liu Yan shook his spear, and the muscles in his body trembled, turning into ten thousand catties of strength; The true qi in the meridians was rushing, gathering on the spear like a tide, blooming with cyan spear, about a zhang long, which could quickly converge, condense, and condense on the spear, and suddenly the cyan flames on the spear were rising.

The divine will of war burst out and blessed the spear, which was originally like a dead thing, seemed to have a soul and life, and let out a crisp dragon groan.

On the spear, the pattern flashed, floating around the spear, attracting the power of heaven and earth, blessing on the spear, the spear became more powerful and magical, as if it was going to turn into a heavenly punishment soldier, in charge of the punishment of all beings, the law of all things.

The spear shook, the sound of the air tearing, the sound of the spear exploding, as if the dragon fell from the sky, the void became depressed, and the killing aura pressed to the surroundings, and before the confrontation, the soldiers around felt a sense of suffocation.

Involuntarily, he stepped back to a hundred paces away.

Such a battle is not something they can participate in!

"Eight slashes through the wind!"

Yan He's long knife flashed, the knife light was like snow, and wherever the long knife went, the knife gas turned into a wind blade, swept in, and the wind blade continued to converge, slashing at Liu Yan, showing a strong strength that was not inferior to Liu Yan.

Jingle Bell!

The long knife and the spear clashed, one pursued the ultimate fast, the other pursued domineering, and they clashed together in an instant, staggering in an instant.

There is no ostentatious knife spirit, no ostentatious color, the power is restrained to the extreme, and it becomes unpretentious and plain like a mortal. Every move is powerful, every move is extremely fast, the thrill of the battle is abnormal, life and death are seen in an instant, and yin and yang are decided in an instant.

"You're not as good as me after all!"

After dozens of moves, he gradually gained a slight advantage, and the balance of victory was turning, and Yan He said coldly. He is in the late stage of the Martial Saint, and Liu Yanjing is only in the middle stage of the Martial Saint, and the fierce battle has reached this point, so it is okay.

"It's you who died!"

Liu Yan sneered, urging the divine will of war, and suddenly connected with the aura of the military formation in the rear, indistinguishable from each other, and fused into one. The breath of 30,000 soldiers was blessed on him, like a surging flame, and a trace of power was blessed on him.

Suddenly, the aura on his body continued to improve, the late stage of the Martial Saint, the peak of the Martial Saint.

At the peak of the Martial Saint, the violent true qi was scurrying around in the body, and suddenly Liu Yan had the feeling of exploding, as if his body was about to be torn apart.

With the help of the power of the military array, Liu Yan has reached the peak of the Martial Saint in terms of strength, but in terms of speed, agility, divine soul strength, and physical strength, he is still in the middle of the Martial Saint.

Many are shortcomings, but there is only one long board.

Brush!

"Overlord spearmanship, sweep thousands of armies!"

Liu Yan swept in with one move, domineering.

"Not good!"

Yan He sensed the danger and dodged quickly, but after all, he was swept by the spear, which shattered the true qi defense, shattered the armor defense, and smashed on Yan He's body.

Bang!

A large pit appeared on the ground, and Yan He's five internal organs were shattered, turned into a mass of flesh, and he was already killed.

Subsequently, the strength in his body quickly subsided, and he turned into the middle stage of the Martial Saint, and his body was still slightly weak, but he still waved his spear and said: "Kill!" ”

Suddenly, the Lingling army pursued and killed, the defenders of Wancheng were defeated, and the 20,000 troops were all wiped out.

The next day, the drums sounded again, and the 30,000 Chungling troops were fully prepared, carrying the ladders one by one, and attacked Wancheng again, shouting and killing. In yesterday's battle, 20,000 of Wancheng's main force were annihilated, and only less than 10,000 remnants were left, still trapped in Wancheng.

This battle will be won!

In endless self-confidence, the Chungling army besieged it.

On the first day, it failed!

The next day, it failed!

On the third day, it failed!

After three days of continuous fighting, countless soldiers were lost, but Wancheng was still strong and not terrible.

On the wall of Wancheng, a silver-armored general kept patrolling, originally a rabble, but it was forcibly integrated, the rabble was still a rabble, but it resisted the attack of the Chungling army for three days, as solid as a rock.

"Wancheng, who is the general of the defenders?" Liu Yan asked.

A surrendered general said: "Wancheng, Cen Peng!" ”

"Where did he come from?" Q&A with Liu Yan.

The surrendering general said: "Cen Peng has the talent of a famous general, and he is slightly comparable to the Xiahou Ying of Gaozu." Yan Taishou wants to send troops; But Cen Peng said no. Sure enough, Yan Taishou was defeated and died! ”

"Cen Peng lives up to the talent of a famous general!"

Liu Yan said.

"I don't know what happened to Kunyang!"

I couldn't help but think of Kunyang and my younger brother Liu Xiu.

is encircling Kunyang, and there is not much time left for him.

Suddenly, Liu Yan felt palpitations and restlessness, which the warrior called a whim...... Could it be that the third brother is in danger.

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