"Shoot the arrows!"

Fang Tian's face was solemn, and he looked like he was bound to win.

Rows of archers immediately stepped forward and "knock knock", and about 100 archers knelt on one knee and mounted their bows and arrows.

The rest of the archers stood up straight in the rear, mounted four arrows, and shot them into the sky.

Countless arrows were like rainstorm pear blossoms, fiercely piercing the Jincheng soldiers who were defending the city.

The veteran stared at him in a panicked manner, and hurriedly asked the soldiers to prop up their shields.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast a person moves, he can't move faster than a swift arrow.

"Woohoo!"

The arrows entered the water, and in an instant, more than 100 soldiers were pierced into hedgehogs.

"Hurry, hurry!"

The veteran slashed arrows with a sword, and shouted in impatience.

"Boom, boom!"

The soldiers immediately lined up their human-shaped scaffolds and erected their shields into a huge barrier about three meters high.

The arrow slammed into the shield with a "ding-ding-ding" sound, and then fell to the ground, unable to break through.

The shields used by the soldiers of Jincheng were made of stainless steel, and although they were heavy, the arrows were not profitable.

Fang Tianzheng frowned.

He was a very proud man.

He didn't allow himself to spend too much time dealing with these ants.

"Cavalry Charge!"

Fang Tianzheng gave an order, and immediately a big man walked out of the team.

This is the condition of one of the cavalry captains.

The emperor is not dead, but Fang Tianzheng has established himself as the emperor, and he has also assumed the official title, it seems that he is determined to win the throne.

Guo Cheng is a second-rate top master, good at a green dragon knife, the knife weighs 30 catties, is more than two meters long, and the dance is majestic and domineering.

Guo Cheng glanced at the cavalry, and then rushed forward on his horse.

"Stomp, stomp!"

About a thousand cavalry attacked, and the heavy hooves of the horses fell, raising billowing dust.

The veteran's face changed greatly, and the secret way was not good.

"General, if you don't attack at this time, do you want to sit back and wait for death?"

A white-robed junior dissuades the veteran.

"General, have you forgotten how Baimagou lost?"

The veteran's heart shook slightly.

The Battle of White Horse Ditch...

His son died heroically...

He became cautious.

He also has a son, he still has a home, and his mother is still waiting for him to eat.

He was afraid, he didn't dare to fight, this fight was death!

Fang Tianzheng commanded soldiers and horses, and the people in the martial arts accounted for ninety percent, all of them had unique skills, and it took two people to fight to the death with them.

In terms of quantity, Fang Tianzheng has a large number of people.

In terms of quality, Fang Tianzheng's soldiers and horses can be one enemy and two enemies.

How does this make him fight?

He's old, he's defeated.

He suddenly became depressed, and he no longer had the indomitable momentum he had just had.

"Mingjin retreats!" the veteran said in a hoarse voice: "Teng Qiang stays behind!"

A middle-aged man named Teng Qiang immediately walked out of the team with a few hundred people.

"General, I'm here, don't worry. Teng Qiang said.

"Teng Ke should take care!"

The veteran solemnly saluted Teng Qiang.

When marching and fighting, life and death have long been handed over to the battlefield, victory is life, defeat is death.

And after the break... Ninety percent will die.

"Collect the troops!" the veteran raised his right hand and said in a loud voice.

The man with a red scarf on his head struck the gong vigorously, and the loud gong instantly spread throughout Jincheng.

The soldiers of Jincheng were surprised, and soon there were complaints and sighs.

"Why do you want to quit?"

"What does General Li think?"

"I don't want to quit even if I die in battle!"

"Alas, this retreat, it will be difficult to rise again. ”

"Retreat? Can you still retreat? If you retreat again, you will reach the imperial capital, how many soldiers and horses are there in the imperial capital? But there are 10,000 soldiers defending the city..."

"The country is ruined, the real country is ruined..."

"Alas!"

......

"General, why don't you fight to the death with the anti-thief?" the white-robed young general looked angry and clenched his fists.

The veteran was slightly moved.

The veteran said: "Those who disobey military orders will have eighty rods!"

Soon, there was a quiet time in the army.

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"The eldest husband is born to be a hero, and he is also a ghost when he dies, Lao Tzu is not willing to retreat even if he dies in battle! General, let Lao Tzu stay and kill the enemy!"

"General, let's stay and kill the enemy!" a neat and loud voice sounded, a cry for peace.

The veteran's face flushed and he began to laugh.

"In that case, let's fuck it together. Charge with me!"

"Kill!" the soldiers let out a deafening cry of rage.

After speaking, 30,000 people rushed forward in a swarm.

The whole ground is shaking!

30,000 people attacked at the same time, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

It is necessary to defeat Fang Tianzheng!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Bell! bell!"

Weapons collide with weapons to make a beautiful and gripping sound.

The situation is like a tiger entering a flock, the big knife is lifted and then falls, and a human life is harvested.

In just a dozen breaths, twenty or thirty people were slaughtered.

The white-robed young general is good at using a spear, and he has been honing a gun for more than 20 years.

Now is the time for him to work!

The spear in his hand was pierced or swept away, and every time he struck, it was bound to be stained with blood.

The white-robed young general Le Ma, pointed his spear directly at the situation, and shouted: "Foolish, dare to fight?"

Guo Cheng laughed and said: "Huangkou Xiao'er also dares to come to die, look at how you Lao Tzu and I clean you up!"

"Too much deception!"

The white-robed young man rode forward on horseback.

A spear in his hand swept past, in order to sweep away thousands of troops.

Seeing that the white-robed young man was menacing in the future, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and bent his body backwards into an arched bridge, dodging the blow of the white-robed young general.

Unexpectedly, the white-robed young general turned his offensive and stabbed straight forward with his spear.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Qinglong broadsword was picked up from the bottom and violently shook the spear away.

The white-robed young general's mouth was shocked and painful, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Good guy, your strength is really great." ”

On the other hand, the veteran with good martial arts is like cutting leeks, and it is easy to kill the enemy.

Fang Tianzheng frowned, and secretly said that this matter was not simple.

So he hurriedly ordered someone to bring in artillery.

There were six guns, shaped like a cart on two wheels, and there was a huge pipe in front of the car, and if you put the cannon into the pipe and set it on fire, the cannon would fly out.

When the artillery hits the ground, there will be a strong explosion, and all those who have been injured by the explosion will be blackened all over, like a thunderbolt!

Therefore, artillery is called in the folk, lightning punishment.

As soon as the six guns were launched, the attacking cavalry retreated.

Even Guo Cheng did not dare to fight, and hurriedly drove his horse to retreat.

The Jincheng soldiers were in an uproar.

"It's a thunderbolt!"

"It's thunder punishment again! What else will Fang Gou do besides using thunder punishment?"

"Damn, I want Lao Tzu to be famous, but he died in the hands of a broken thing. ”

Thunder punishment, this is something that all soldiers are unwilling to face.

They would rather be slashed than scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by the thunderbolt.

The veteran, the white-robed general, and Teng Qiang also looked lost.

"Boom! boom!"

A loud explosion sounded, and the faces of the soldiers in Jincheng showed a look of despair.

Hearing the explosion, Fang Tianzheng turned his head to look.

......

One, two, three...

"I... We didn't die?"

The soldiers looked at each other with a look of disbelief.

"What's going on?"

"Look, it looks like there's a fire over there!"

"That's... That's White Horse Ditch!"

"Look! Fang Dog's lair is on fire!"

"Hahaha!"