Gao Zhong wore a mask, a silver battle armor stained with blood, brandished the sword in his hand, and reaped the lives of the Hun soldiers like a god of death. The pen "Fun" Pavilion was killed with one blow everywhere www.biquge.info he went, and the sharp swords all passed through the heart, and every stab burst with the blood of the Hun soldiers. No signs of fatigue or stoppage, a ruthless killing machine.

Wu Xu swallowed his saliva and took over the command position of Gao Pet, Wu Xu once again saw the true strength of Gao Pet, "Childe, is this why you are wearing a mask? Block the burst of blood', Wu Xu turned around and looked around, the speed of the Huns' replenishment has slowed down significantly, that is, this is the storage at the bottom of their pressure box, since the Huns have taken out all the pressure formations, then their Han army is to defeat them at this moment to prevent them from jumping over the wall.

Wu Xu picked up the tiger talisman and said, "Listen to the order! beat the drums, the whole army went to the city to replace the current troops, and directly defeated the Huns with a fresh army"

When the herald saw the tiger talisman, he immediately surrendered his hand and said, "My subordinates obey the order, and immediately go and gather the troops who are resting."

Shaoyuan grabbed the Huns, disemboweling one after another, the killing intent was extremely high, the internal force in the body seemed to be pouring out of the body, and the knife qi continued to emerge from the knife body, looking from a distance, Shaoyuan's entire body faintly emitted a trace of black and red gas in front of him, like a Shura possessed by Shaoyuan. Shaoyuan was wearing a golden battle armor given by the emperor and representing his noble status, but at this moment, this golden battle armor was almost invisible.

The relatively wide blade of the gray frost blade slashed at the Huns, and the amount of bleeding was far from being comparable to the blades of Gao Pet, and Shaoyuan seemed to enjoy the feeling of blood splashing after slashing people, and the speed of the knife was getting faster and faster, not to mention the Huns, even the Han army did not dare to get too close to Shaoyuan's position at the moment, for fear of being injured by Shaoyuan's too fast knife technique.

There was a burst of angry shouts, and more Han troops suddenly rushed out from behind the Han army and joined the battle group. After the rest, the fresh force of the Han army felt this crazy killing atmosphere, and the blood in their hearts was like fire oil, and they were instantly burned all over their bodies by the flames of war here. In an instant, everyone's eyes rushed towards the Hun army like fire. The Hun army, which had already been defeated and retreated, was shocked to find that the combat effectiveness of the new Han army seemed to be even more ferocious.

The position of the Xiongnu army was further compressed, and even King Zuoxian, who was not at the head of the city, realized the problem, "Tsk, the Xiongnu guards can only resist slightly, and they can't resist the Han army?"

When King Zuo Xian's personal soldiers heard King Zuo Xian say this, they naturally felt incredulous, "Lord Zuo Xian, can't our powerful royal court guards defeat the Han army here?"

King Zuo Xian looked at this shocked pro-soldier, his face was slightly cold, and he didn't speak, but pointed to the cloud ladder on the city wall, "That soldier has been parked there all this time, and he has never gone up again, why? Because there is no position on it, why is there no position? Because the friendly troops above are all compressed on the edge of the city, and they can't move at all."

The soldiers followed the gaze pointed out by King Zuo Xian, and couldn't help but suddenly realize, but he immediately realized another problem."

King Zuoxian, if this is the case, how can we break through this city?"

King Zuo Xian closed his eyes and said coldly, "Consumption, it depends on the willpower on both sides, whoever is consumed to death in the city first will lose"

"But we look like we're already in a state of defeat, what else can we do?"

King Zuo Xian smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that we have a lot of people, and the quality can't be compared, at least at this moment we still have the quantity, and the whole army is charged! I don't believe that your Han army can kill all our Huns!"

The Hun army at the head of the city has long been in danger at this moment, as the leader of the royal court commanded by the former enemy, after sacrificing several subordinates and blocking Shaoyuan, he finally put aside Shaoyuan, retreated slightly to the head of the city to rest for a while, and prepared to reorganize the situation. The situation was very grim for the Huns, and the Han army had invested a new force at this moment, and it was a matter of time before the Huns were forced to leave the city. There are less than 300 people left in the Xiongnu royal court, and there are still 700 in the royal court, and now that they are retreating, they can still make up enough for a thousand. When you fight again in the future, if all your subordinates fold here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After thinking about it, the Xiongnu army screamed endlessly, and some seriously injured Hun soldiers were sent to the city wall where they were.

"Head, are these Han soldiers monsters?" said a young royal court guard with a wry smile, covering the knife wound in his abdomen.

The leader also held down the wound in his abdomen, "Don't speak, keep your breath, the Han army is not a monster, we are the most powerful warriors on the grassland"

"Then why, none of the five of us can kill one of them, they ...... They ......, "The royal court guards are unbelievable, as a royal court guards who have strong confidence in their strength, he can't accept that they are defeated by mortals, they would rather that the Han army has been stopped by the power of ghosts and gods."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" the leader pressed his wound, "Come! Come! Send him down! Send him down!" But the new Huns just walked up with a blank face. The leader looked at their clothes and looked dazed and frightened, and grabbed them back: "Where are you going?

"But we have received a military order, we are going to fight against the Han army!" Since these Huns are not personal guards, they are naturally not controlled by the leader and do not obey the order.

"If you go there, you will be sent to death, these Han soldiers will not be provoked!" the leader looked angry, "You send them down first," he said, pointing to the wounded soldiers on the side. "This is a military order!"

The soldiers knew that their arms could not reach their thighs, and since this was an order from the guards, then this was the only way, so they began to transport the wounded soldiers down. Since there was a staircase that carried the wounded soldiers down, it naturally could not be used to transport the soldiers up. And when one staircase was seen transporting the wounded, another ladder somehow began to transport the wounded again. The soldiers who came up from the Xiongnu gradually decreased, and the consumption force to support it was insufficient, so the position of the Xiongnu army further shrank.

Seeing the situation here, the leader frowned, it was impossible for him to watch his troops fight here, as a soldier commander, he controlled his soldiers, which was understandable. So he issued an order that changed the situation of the entire battlefield: "Royal Court Guards!

As soon as the royal court guards heard the order to retreat, they felt for the first time that they had been pardoned, and they could finally get out of this nightmarish castle tower. However, it was bitter for King Zuo Xian's troops, and all the troops of King Zuo Xian were stunned: 'What? Are the royal court guards about to retreat?' As the highest combat power, the retreat of the royal court guards, who have the role of spiritual pillars in the Xiongnu army, is unimaginable to deal a blow to morale.

There is no need for the Huns to evacuate, and the remaining 200 or so guards rushed down from the ten stairs, leaving only the troops of King Zuo Xian to carry on the front line, but how can these 'rabble' withstand the Han army that has been killed, the position on the city tower was further compressed, and the soldiers who were originally injured and fell to the ground were hit by the Han army and died in the city tower. The narrowing of the space caused the panic of the retreating people, and they retreated more and more urgently, and the royal court guards occupied the cloud ladder, and the troops of King Zuo Xian could not support the city tower, so they could only listen to the screams of the city and could not do anything.

All this was seen in the eyes of King Zuo Xian, revealing a trace of desolate despair.