Liang Zhan, who was sitting leaning against the wall, suddenly woke up and rose up. Not far from the city wall, the adjutant general Fang Xingzhi shouted: "The enemy army is attacking the city!"

With the adjutant general's shout, the arm-thick butter torch had illuminated the entire southern city as bright as day. Liang Zhan looked down at the city wall, the enemy camp was brightly lit, the men and horses were like combs, the tall siege towers were lined up, and the soldiers came out in array.

You don't have to look closely, looking at the peak of his army, you can also know that Xue Baohu must have recruited back another army that had been roaming outside to prevent the Liang army from escaping. The army gathered under the city, and the city of Daliang was already besieged, and they wanted to complete their work in one battle.

Liang Zhan was not surprised, the night siege needed to be based on a sneak attack, and the night battle of the army was a taboo for the soldiers. Xue Baohu chose to attack the army at this moment, and the wise man did not do it.

Moreover, Daliang City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the gallop road is narrow, which is not conducive to the development of the army. This is also the reason why Liang Zhan believed that he could still defend the city for three days with only 8,000 warriors.

If it weren't for the strong men of Daliang City who rebelled and died, only 20,000 old and weak soldiers were left. At the beginning of defending the city, he relied on his own 10,000 pro-troops, so that he was overstretched, and the battle situation would not end here.

Guan Wei tried his best to attack the city, and was ready to break the city overnight. With Xue Baohu's past record, he would not be so unwise. It can only be a variable in the Great Wei, and the changes that can affect the battle to destroy the country should be the success of the prince's fight. The lord of the Great Wei State is in danger, and after this battle, the Wei army will definitely suspend the offensive or even retreat.

This will be the only chance for the 8,000 children to survive in the dead. Resist the Wei army's attack this time, there is still a glimmer of life, if the city is broken, then everything will naturally be closed.

Although there is no more information to corroborate, seeing the micro-knowledge book is a must for the general. In Liang Zhan's more than 30 years of military career, he has seen countless famous generals who have been indecisive and have failed in success.

Liang Zhan summoned Fang Xingzhi and instructed him to do what he wanted, success or failure in life and death, and in this move, there was no need to spare any strength.

Under the city wall, facing the gallop road of the city gate, the Wei army has set up a position. In the phalanx of soldiers, only the chief was heard shouting in a low voice, explaining the matters that the soldiers needed to pay attention to in attacking the city.

At the top of the queue, a tall figure, dressed in snow-shiny armor, and a huge black blade that was longer than a human body, was extremely eye-catching.

Whenever there is a strong attack, Han Dong is always in front. Han Dong couldn't remember how many soldiers of the Black Knife Battalion had changed behind him, he only remembered that this was the one hundred and ninety-seventh time he had stood in front of the battle formation, and there were three more to go, so he could ......

Looking at the Daliang City in front of which has been repaired countless times, it still stands after many days of fighting. Several flaming rockets roared through the city, and one of them pierced Han Dong's feet with a "grab" sound.

Han Dong carried a long black knife on his shoulder, as if he didn't realize it. This is the enemy testing the distance of the attack, forty-five days of bloody fighting, the enemy has no longer a longer range of stone throwers, and there should be few bows and arrows left.

A soft yellow scarf floated towards Daliang City from behind the army along the rare south wind. At this moment, the earth-shattering war drums suddenly beaten.

Han Dong's long knife rolled, the yellow turban was already in his hand, and in his left hand, the yellow scarf had firmly tied his right hand to the long knife. Han Dong's feet shook, and his body turned into a phantom like a sharp arrow and shot towards the city tower where Liang Zishuaiqi's banner was. Behind him was the explosion of air concussion due to the extreme speed of passing.

The long 800 steps, usually a fleeting distance, galloped in a long and narrow road where arrows rained like flying, straight like purgatory. The dense rain of arrows could not be completely avoided, and Han Dong also needed to deal with it with all his energy. This kind of scene has been experienced countless times in the past twelve years, and Han Dong has been able to help his body drive the armor to tremble and knock most of the arrow feathers away.

Overhead, there were throwing stones whistling past him, and the sound was one after another. The arrows in the comrades behind him kept muffling, accompanied by the sound of sudden falling.

Han Dong was the first to rush under the city wall, his figure ghostly moving sideways to avoid the oncoming boiling oil. With its body close to the wall, it is flexible and swims upwards like a gecko. Leap sideways from time to time to avoid stray arrows and rubble shot by someone unknown.

The head of the city was already in sight, and I felt something, and when I raised my eyes, a huge stone at the battlement of the city wall was about to fall down......

In front of the tall military platform of the Wei camp, hundreds of black-armored pro-army guards stood like pines, and their fiery red cloaks hunted in the wind. A bowl of butter torches beside each person illuminates the surroundings.

Under the handsome flag of Xue Zi on the stage, the three people standing looked at the front of the battle array. Two of them were dressed in golden armor, and they were none other than Han Che and the purple-clothed maid beside him.

With the sound of war drums, the second prince Han Che glanced at Xue Baohu, whose face was as heavy as water, and laughed loudly:

"Xue Dashuai, we have done our best to do the act of a lion fighting a rabbit. What's more, the will of heaven is on me, the eldest princess throws down the silk scarf at will, which can attract the south wind in this cold winter, and the soldiers will go up with the wind, which will save a lot of effort. Our army will win!"

Xue Baohu glanced at the eldest princess standing beside Han Che imperceptibly, after drawing up the charter in the big tent. Xue Baohu knew that the purple-clothed maid was the eldest princess whose qualifications and talents were still above the five princes of Great Wei.

is completely different from the big tent dress, and the princess in armor looks heroic. The already charming and innate temperament is integrated into the vigorous and heroic spirit, which can arouse the most primitive desires of men.

The night wind couldn't suppress the loud voice: "Your Highness's words are wrong, those who are clever in the inside do not know how many, and those who are clever in the outside have always trembled and walked on thin ice." Your Highness, the last general never believes in orders, and whenever there is a big war, he never dares to relax until the last moment. ”

Han Che didn't care about Xue Baohu's response, and laughed out loud.

The eldest princess Han Weiqingyue, who was standing on the side, said in an incomparable voice:

"Great commander! One of our troops has already ascended to the top of the city, how can this person be dressed in the armor of a general! That long knife can really be called invincible. I can't imagine that there are such characters under Xue Shuai!"

Han Wei's words were full of appreciation for this person, and as she spoke, she looked at the black iron armor on Xue Baohu's body suspiciously.

The Great Wei gold armor is for the exclusive use of the royal family, the silver armor is the armor of the general, and the black iron armor officers can be distributed. The banter revealed in Han Wei's eyes made Xue Baohu, who had never been immobile like a mountain, feel sour in his heart.

Xue Baohu turned to one side, looked directly at Han Wei's picturesque face, and said respectfully: "Eldest Princess! This person is the head of the Black Knife Battalion under the command of the last general, and he was allowed to make meritorious service by the last general for committing a capital crime. This time, I can take the lead bravely, and I should make a contribution to it after the war. ”

Speaking of this, Xue Baohu's heart, which had always been as cold as snow in the battle, also trembled. Thinking about it secretly, you are sharp, you can't suppress it anymore, do you really force me to take this step?

Han Wei didn't care about Xue Baohu's answer, turned her head, and looked at the Great Liang City Tower.

As soon as Han Dong gained a firm foothold, seventeen snow-bright straight knives with a rhythm that had been tempered thousands of times, this was a sword formation that had been fought for a long time and could not be avoided by the warriors who had been in battle for a long time. The sword light was woven into an impermeable silk net and slashed at Han Dong's body.

Han Wei almost screamed in surprise, Ruyu's face flushed with a hint of excitement, and she showed even more dazzling beauty.

Han Dong's body trembled unrecognizably with the naked eye, and the straight knives slashed above the armor slid helplessly, and the sharp blades and sturdy armor made a piercing grinding sound. The sparks splashed by the collision of the blade and the armor at high speed could be seen clearly by Han Wei standing on the high platform.

Seventeen warriors never had a chance to strike their second sword. The black long knife in Han Dong's hand, with the sound of the whistling wind, suddenly became blurred, turning into a strange tremor afterimage, drawing a palpitating trajectory around his body.

The owner of the seventeen knives was instantly cut in two pieces and thrown away. The force contained in the corpse knocked the warrior behind him to the ground.

With this knife, Han Dong grabbed the head of the city, and no one stood around. Only Han Dong's knife tip pointed obliquely, standing proudly on the spot. The blood that had slashed seventeen people with a single sword dripped down the bright armor.

Xue Baohu looked at Han Wei Ruyu's side face, and the red lips that almost exclaimed in surprise quietly closed with an extremely tempting arc. Looking at the beautiful eyes in the direction of the castle tower, the colors are full of color, and the long eyelashes are flying like butterflies. Xue Baohu, who is usually not close to women, couldn't help but feel a hot breath in his lower abdomen, which made him feel bored for a while.

Xue Baohu's hands tightened, he had made up his mind in his heart, and bowed down to Han Che and said:

"Your Highness, the overall situation of the war has been decided, Liang Zhan, the marshal of the Liang State, and the last general are called the top ten famous generals, and the soldiers are not under the last general. The soldiers under his command are probably no match for others, and there is no need to add unnecessary casualties to the bloody battle. Please Your Highness temporarily preside over the overall situation, and the last general is willing to mention the head of this general in order to return to Beijing to quell the chaos. ”

Han Che groaned slightly, and saw that Xue Baohu's eyes were firm, and the black helmet was already in his hand, and he knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore. He said in a deep voice: "I wish the handsome horse success and build this miracle." When the handsome man returned victoriously, the lonely relatives poured wine for the handsome and paid respect!"

Xue Baohu put on his helmet, stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist, and under his chest, the sound of gold and iron sounded, adding a sense of heroism in the cold wind of the Xiaoxiao winter night.

Liang Zhan, who was tightly blocked by Fang Xingzhi, looked like red, and the black long knife pointed to purgatory on earth. The sword-wielding man's snow-bright silver armor has been dyed blood-colored, and no one in the surrounding area can beat his edge. Under the black afterimage, all of them are cut in two.

The face without a helmet is clearly visible, the face shape is well-defined, like a knife cut, with large eyes and thick eyebrows, and the bridge of the nose is as high as a column. In the bloody killing, his eyes were still as cool as water, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liang Zhan secretly thought about it, this is not the rumored poisonous dragon spear Xue Baohu, it turns out that there are still such figures in the Great Wei army. Liang Zhan knew that when he was in his prime, he was probably not the enemy of this person.

The Wei army was attacking like a tide, and the Liang army was gradually forced to retreat to the slightly lower terrain of the East Gate Tower. The battle of the army is beyond the control of one person. If one side is defeated, the soldiers will retreat together, and no matter how brave they are, they will be carried backwards.

Under the city wall of the east gate, the Han River rushes by, and the upstream of the river has been unusually heavy rain in the past few days, and the Han water flood situation is urgent. On the Han River, the boats of the Wei navy were connected, and the lights on the boats illuminated the turbid and turbulent river as if it were day. Even if you want to jump into the river and escape, it is impossible, and the last way to escape has been cut off by the Wei army.

Liang Zhan tightened the silver gun in his hand, and there were four famous guns among the top ten generals. Silver Gun Liang Battle, Poisonous Dragon Gun Xue Capture Tiger, Colorful Gun Over the Moon, Iron Gun Yan Changhong.

Silver Spear Liang Zhan ranked first, although he didn't see the poisonous dragon Xue Capture Tiger, but although this black knife man was not famous, his martial arts were already able to stand out from the crowd, and in time, he was a general.

can't compete with Xue Baohu, can compete with this person, no matter who kills the deer, God is not thin on himself.

With a wave of his hand, Fang Xingzhi, who was blocking in front of him, shook the city wall, and all the soldiers in front of him had been martyred. Under the city wall is the rolling Han water, hoping that he can escape the Great Wei Water Army and escape with his life. Liang Zhan's heart was on fire, and it was the time when his life as a general was at its strongest.

Seeing the majestic castle tower, only the enemy marshal was left alone. Han Dong did not stop Liang Zhan's move, and raised his long knife to stop the Wei army behind him. He has not met an opponent in the past ten years, and he has never been afraid to fight alone.

Both of them had a happy smile on their faces, Liang Zhan was relieved to be able to die at the hands of the future general who would eventually be famous in Xiazhou, although he had no regrets. Han Dong was excited to be able to compete with the top masters in Xiazhou.

Han Dong's long knife Huo Ran pointed forward, his body was slightly bowed, like a tiger wanting to choose someone to devour, a strong murderous aura was like substance, and the cloak behind Liang Zhan suddenly floated up.

Liang Zhan held the gun in his right hand, raised his eyebrows, and pulled his left hand behind him, tearing his blood-red cloak open. In between the whole movement, the body of the gun does not move at all, as if it were cast in iron.

casually threw the cloak towards the Han Shui under the city wall, and the bright silver spear head in his hand trembled suddenly. I can't tell if it's a gun with a person, or a person with a gun. The man and the spear fused into one, and the spear turned into a line, with a strange sound of slight tremors, breaking through the air, enveloping all directions in front of Han Dong.

The tip of Han Dong's knife was slightly raised, and he kicked it under his feet, his body was like an arrow rushing forward, and where his footsteps passed, the thick blue bricks exploded one by one. As the body passes at high speed, the air rolls like thunder.

Before Liang Zhan's gun arrived, the cold killing machine had locked on Han Dong. The tip of the spear stabbed at the oncoming Han Dong with an indomitable ferocity.

The long knife in Han Dong's hand slashed downward, concealing the power of wind and thunder, and was slashing at the silver spearhead. In the flash of the spark, the sound of gold and iron could be heard far and near, and the bodies of the two were like thunder.

The strength of both sides penetrated into their bodies with strange tremors, and they vibrated inside their bodies. For a moment, both of them stood on the spot, not allowing an inch.

In a moment, a smile bloomed on Han Dong's face, and the long knife swung again, and the sound of the dark blade vibrating became even stronger.

This time, Liang Zhan's silver spear was a little slower to catch up. The blades touched, and the tremor visible to the naked eye extended from the tip of the spear downward. Compared with the strength, Liang Zhan was already invincible, and he could only take three steps back, and the tail of the gun was a little at the battlement of the city wall. The spear trembled before it subsided, and the battlements of the stressed wall exploded to pieces.

Liang Zhan's face changed, the first two knives were so difficult, could he catch the third knife?

Without waiting for the enemy general to return to his breath, Han Dong's body straightened, and the long knife slashed again. The sound of wind and thunder that accompanied each shot did not sound this time.

In Liang Zhan's eyes, Han Dongren's knife was one, and his figure had already arrived in front of him in a flash, and the long knife that broke through the speed limit of the flesh was in front of him.

Han Dong's long knife slashed at Liang Zhan's silver bright spear head, and the refined iron spear head that had no strong infusion in a hurry was effortlessly cut through it, and the long knife went down with the trend. The blade that cut through the body of the gun touched Liang Zhan's forehead, and blood gushed out.

There was no time to release the joy of killing the enemy general, and a terrifying alarm was already sounding behind him. Han Dong only had time to turn sideways slightly, only to feel a "buzzing" sound in his head, and his body involuntarily fell on Liang Zhan's body, falling under the city wall with him.

It was Xue Baohu! That was his last thought.

Xue Baohu's hand left the bowstring, his eyes were complicated, and he watched the two of them fall into the cold Han water, and the turbid river water immediately submerged them.

The big black eyes behind him were blurred, and the red horse beside him whined in a low voice, and he was still holding the snowy helmet in his hand.

It's night, and the city of Daliang is broken!