For a Prosperous World

Chapter 127: Take it when you see it

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"when!"

With a clank, Han Jiang fell heavily to the ground, and rolled several times on the ground in embarrassment. The armor on his body was covered with dust, his hair was disheveled, and he couldn't even hold his sword steadily with both hands.

But three tricks.

He was far from being the opponent of the mourning general. Although he could barely resist the opponent's attack, he couldn't resist that kind of force at all.

What kind of force is that guy. It has already surpassed first-class generals.

Qin Jun and Han Jun fought endlessly on the city wall. The gaps between the stone slabs were filled with blood, and the corpses fell to the ground.

The defense line of the Han army was smashed by the five hundreds of people, and bloody paths were opened, leading the Qin army in.

If it weren't for the fact that they had many enemies and few enemies on the city wall, I'm afraid they would really be unable to defend it.

Even in the current situation, Qin Jun only needs to pay some price to forcibly break through the city.

Sangjun, I understand why he is called by such a name.

Pressing his painful chest, Han Jiang got up from the ground with a bitter smile on his lips.

It seems that today is going to be buried here.

But if it's that simple, it's too reconciled.

Still, I want to fight against the trapped beast.

Gu Nan raised the spear, turned the spear to the side, and didn't say much, the sword of Han Jiang was indeed strange, but it was just a little tricky.

The spear probed.

That's all for now.

"Dang." The long sword held the spearhead, but it couldn't stop it at all, and was defeated with just one touch. The long sword flew out.

The spear stabbed at his chest, but General Han didn't even look at it, and sent the other long sword in his hand towards Gu Nan's throat.

Is it a life for a life? Gu Nan sighed.

This sand formation is full of desperate guys.

The figures intertwined, and Gu Nan avoided the sword. Similarly, her spear just pierced the opponent's shoulder, but failed to kill him.

"bump!"

Installed on the city gate again, the city wall seemed to shake, and a hole half the size of a person had been knocked out of the wooden city gate.

"Rolling log, falling log!"

A military marquis in South Korea touched the blood on his face and yelled.

Soon several logs were pushed to the edge of the city.

Retreating and advancing slowly, the log on the top of the city fell down before it was about to hit the city gate again.

The heavy rolling log fell on it, directly smashing it to pieces, and the Qin army below, including those who were smashed, turned their backs on their backs, and the dead and injured were injured.

The people on the side began to retreat rapidly.

On the top of the city wall, Grandpa Han went to the torch next to him and threw it towards the rolling log below.

After the belt was thrown away, I still felt that it was not enough. I went to a few and threw it away.

"boom!"

The logs and tattered piles piled up at the gate of the city burned, and the blazing fire illuminated half of the city wall. In the light of the fire, the fighting became even more tragic.

"The troops can be withdrawn." Meng Wu led his horse, looked at Cheng Gaoguan behind the flames in the distance, and raised his hand to give an order.

"Father, why don't you wait any longer, wouldn't it be better to take down Cheng Gao in one fell swoop?"

Meng Tian asked suspiciously.

"Look more clearly. Now the Han army is occupying the natural danger. If it weren't for opening the way, our army might not even be able to kill the city wall at this time."

"Even now, it will not be easy for us to defeat Cheng Gao. We can only rely on numbers to attack. This is not the result we want, nor is it what the king wants."

Meng Wu said, looking at Meng Tian seriously: "You have to remember that on the battlefield, you can't just focus on the immediate situation. For a general to grasp the situation, he must see the situation clearly. When to preserve strength and when to attack with all your strength, you must be careful in your heart. clear."

Meng Tian nodded his head half-understood, Meng Wu didn't get angry when he saw this incompetent kid.

Raise your hand: "Retreat!"

On the chariot at the side, the soldiers raised their drumsticks and beat on a big drum.

The muffled sound of drums suppressed the breathing of the people in the battle formation, reaching everyone's ears.

Han Jiang stood there gasping for breath, with some blood spilling from his mouth.

The sudden drumbeat made him startled.

Gu Nan turned her head and looked in the direction where the drum sound came from. A black flag was waving over there.

Should the troops be withdrawn? It is indeed time. If the fight continues, the former army may really be hurt.

He turned his head and took one last look at General Han.

Han Jiang didn't know why, but he still raised his sword weakly on guard.

Unexpectedly, the white-robed general in front of him actually raised his hand and yelled loudly to the sound of drums: "Retreat!"

Qin Jun, who was supposed to have a slight advantage, retreated quickly.

The entrapment soldiers on the city cast a cold glance at the surrounding Han Jun, dragged their wounded comrades or dead comrades, retreated to the edge of the city, grabbed the hook lock on the upper city and jumped down.

The soldiers of the Han army hurried forward to cut off the rope of the hook lock, but the head of the hook lock was made of animal tendons soaked in water and dried very firmly. At the time, most of the fallen troops had already safely landed on the ground below the city and retreated safely.

Gu Nan swept away a group of soldiers and stepped on the ladder, and the ladder slowly retreated from the city under the push of the soldiers.

The Qin army retreated, leaving only the Han army on the top of the city to stand there and gasp for a while, and then fell down and sat in a pool of blood on the ground. No one wanted to stand anymore. After an hour of fighting, they were already exhausted.

Han Jiang glanced complicatedly at the receding Qin Bing, stood on the sword, sat down on the spot, took a few breaths, and his face regained some blood.

He couldn't understand Qin Jun's intentions, but he had to understand that with Cheng Gao's current strength, it was absolutely impossible to defend Qin Jun.

"Come on!"

A soldier came up wearily in response: "My lord."

"I'll sketch a military slip, and you send it to the capital immediately, asking for help!"

"yes."