The archers hurriedly stepped forward and protected Wang Gang behind him, knowing that Gong Du's martial arts were so powerful, several archers were killed in an instant, and more bows and arrows stepped forward, just to buy a little time.

Wu Zhao saw that Wang Gang, who was the city wall, spit blood and fell to the ground, his eyes were about to spew fire, he shouted, the spear picked up a short knife on the ground, and threw it towards Gong Du of the city wall, there was a buzzing sound, the short knife was like a meteor shooting towards Gong Du, Gong Du felt a chill, and hurriedly raised his knife to block, a piercing sound sounded, Gong Du stepped back two steps, looked at Wu Zhao under the city, and also had a little more fear.

Wu Zhao pulled the reins of the horse, and the war horse skipped through the gap in the city wall, jumped a few times, climbed the city wall from the gap, and came to Wang Gang. Wu Zhao jumped off the war horse, pointed his spear obliquely, and protected Wang Gang's body. Seeing that Wang Gang's eyes were closed, blood was spilling from his mouth from time to time, and his breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Wu Zhao was suddenly angry. If Wang Gang died, what would they have in this world? The spear suddenly turned into countless poisonous snakes, attacking Gong Du, Gong Du just wanted to raise his knife to block, but there were too many gun shadows, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake for a while, only to listen to the sound of clanging and ding, and Gong Du also retreated again and again, but left blood-red footprints on the ground, Gong Du's chest, thighs, and abdomen had been shot several times, and blood kept flowing out. Until you retreat to the corner, you can't take half a step back.

Five Tigers Break Souls

Wu Zhao shouted, and the sound passed through the entire battlefield, and suddenly five tiger shadows flew out of Wu Zhao's gun, directly through Gong Du's body, and even the city wall was broken open a big gap. The five tiger shadows flew hundreds of steps, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who attacked the city wall suddenly turned into a blood mist and drifted away, as for Gong Du, they could no longer find a complete corpse.

It's very slow to say, but it's actually very fast, from Wu Zhao rushing to the city wall to killing hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers with one shot, but in just a few breaths, Wu Zhao's sudden killing made the Yellow Turban soldiers stand on the spot for a while.

"Shoot the arrows, leave no one behind"

Wu Zhao killed Gong Du, and the city wall was no longer a Yellow Turban soldier, and the archers bent their bows and arrows again, shooting at the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city, and two thousand spearmen also rushed in, but the gap was blocked by tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, and it was difficult to kill for a while.

"Spear Thrust"

A huge shadow of a spear appeared in front of the pikemen, directly bombarding the dense Yellow Turban soldiers, where the shadow of the spear passed, the Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground one after another, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and like a strong wind blowing wheat. A large open space suddenly appeared in front of the gap, and the huge damage made the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him drop their weapons in fright, turn around and run.

Zhang Ning watched the yellow turban soldiers like chickens and dogs, being ruthlessly slaughtered, and he couldn't bear it, and wanted to open his mouth to stop it, but he saw the white-robed general in the city, and threw the spear in his hand into the air, and the spear kept spinning in the air, and then one after another the spear fell, nailing the running yellow turban soldiers to the ground one after another, and a spear came out through his chest, obviously he couldn't die anymore.

"Kill them all"

Several successive martial arts tactics also made Wu Zhao's footsteps a little empty, the spear was on the ground, and his face was a little pale. Slowly walking towards the woman in the yellow shirt, several female soldiers also hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.

"General, since the victory and defeat have been divided, why do you need to kill them all"

The woman in the yellow shirt looked at Wu Zhao who was walking slowly, and spoke, her expression did not appear panicked.

"The victory and defeat have been decided, hum, you all have to die" After Wu Zhao finished speaking, the spear swept, and several female soldiers who stepped forward to stop were suddenly swept into the air, spitting blood one by one, and fell to the ground, but Wu Zhao did not kill him, and they saved one life.

"If I can save that adult, can the general spare the lives of the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city?"

Wu Zhao was about to step forward to arrest the woman, but he was stunned when he suddenly heard Zhang Ning say this. Said slowly.

"It's true"

"Really, if you can't save the adult, the little woman is willing to die"

After Zhang Ning finished speaking, he slowly came towards the city wall, and Wu Zhao also ordered to temporarily stop the attack, and surrounded the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city, as long as the woman failed to cure Wang Gang, all of them would die. And Fan Chong and Guo Jia also came to the city wall, Fan Chong looked worried, he had already checked Xun Yu and Wang Gang's injuries, injured internal organs, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to heal.

Zhang Ning leaned down to check Wang Gang, the expression on his face suddenly relaxed a lot, and glanced at Xun Yu again, Xun Yu's situation was a few more serious than Wang Gang's, and when he was dying, he didn't delay anymore, and slowly sat down beside Wang Gang.

Reciting a spell in his mouth, a halo enveloped Zhang Ning in it, his hair was windless, and beads of sweat faintly appeared on his forehead. His face became more and more pale, and his body trembled slightly, but the faces of several female soldiers next to him were solemn, and tears kept falling, obviously Zhang Ning was also suffering greatly at this moment.

"The Law of Prayer"

Zhang Ning lightly opened his lips and read it slowly, although the voice was small, it made the entire county hear it clearly.

The Method of Prayer: Legend has it that brings people back to life. Effect damage regeneration within a 10 km radius, the closer you get to the caster, the better the effect.

Zhang Ning, stunt: Relying on the Taiping technique to release, consuming ten years of life.

A white light rushed out from Zhang Ning's body, and then turned into pieces of light, falling to the nearby crowd, the injured soldiers had recovered their injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the people in the city, some of the injuries on their bodies for many years were slowly getting better, and Wang Gang and Xun Yu had the most points of light on their bodies because of Zhang Ning's guidance.

The point of light gradually disappeared on everyone, and even Wu Zhao felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and his gaze at the woman softened a lot.

Wang Gang slowly opened his eyes and saw the woman next to him slowly falling towards him, and hurriedly reached out to support him.

"General, you're awake, I thought I'll never see you again" Wu Zhao dropped his spear and knelt down in front of Wang Gang.

"I thought I was going to die, but I didn't know how to get better" looked at the woman in his arms again, obviously a little puzzled, Xun Yu over there also opened his eyes, and looked at Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai next to him with a confused face.

"She was the one who saved the general," Fan Chong said.

"She... She will also save people" Wang Gang thought of Zhang Ning, the appearance of a thunder splitting the city wall, he couldn't figure it out, he would still save people, and he wouldn't use thunder to split himself.

"It's the method of prayer, according to legend, this is a method that can only be performed at the cost of one's own life, but I didn't expect that someone really learned it" Fan Chong's opinion of Zhang Ning has also changed a little.

"Life comes at the cost of she. She won't die," Wang Gang finished speaking, reaching out and touching Zhang Ning's pulse. Fortunately, although it is very weak, it is not dead.

"It shouldn't be life-threatening, but at least it will be weak for a while," Fan Chong finished speaking, and then asked again.

"What to do with those Yellow Turban soldiers in the city"

Some of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were supposed to die also slowly woke up. They all looked at the city wall, waiting for Wang Gang's treatment.

"Hold them in custody first, and then let them go when they are settled."