The defenders on the tower and Bian Ding fought side by side, repelling Hu's strong attacks time and time again.
The Hu army, which had an absolute advantage, was helpless. Despite repeated attacks on the city, Hanyang City still stood firm.
Duan Qian Guanshi attacked Hanyang City by force for four days, and the defenders of Hanyang City were reduced from 20,000 to 4,000. And his 270,000-strong army also lost 50,000 troops, and now there are still 220,000 left.
In just a few days, he and Zhao Jiajun had suffered much heavier losses than when they faced the enemy head-on.
Duan Qian Guanshi was frightened by a secret letter yesterday and did not dare to attack the city with all his strength. I was so afraid of being attacked from both sides that I wasted a whole day in vain.
At this moment, he stood in the middle of the Hu army. In order to boost the morale of the army, he waved his flag and shouted: "We, the warriors of the Hu country, look at the few thousand people left on this city tower. Today, we will kill them all. They slaughtered the city, marched in the city with blood, sang and danced, not caring about evil."
Hu Jun at the bottom of the city saw that it was indeed the case on the top of the city tower. There were four thousand people left on the left and only one person guarding the city tower on the right. Looking at this to wipe away the depression of the past few days, they all followed Duan Qian and shouted at the stone: "Kill! Kill! kill!"
Duan Qian Guanshi stopped waving the flag with satisfaction, pointed to the top of the city tower and ordered: "Anyone who kills General Zhao will be promoted to the third level and receive ten thousand taels of gold. Charge!"
Hu Jun collectively shouted: "Come on!"
A bloody battle officially began.
Suddenly, artillery fire roared and gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Zhao Shuangquan, Zhao Xingwen, and Zhao Xingwu led the remaining four thousand city troops to guard the tower on the left. Everyone fought bravely to kill the enemy. They had no way out, they had no choice but to die in battle!
The two seas of soldiers, Hu Jun and the defenders, who swarmed under the city, were instantly twisted and intertwined. Blood mist was flying in the sky, and wailings were flowing everywhere.
Bian Ding was dressed in red and stood on the right. Seeing that he was alone, Hu Jun wanted to use this as a breakthrough.
One after another, one after another, climb up.
Bian Ding straightened his body, like a sword pointing at the sky, and raised the clear and pure blade in his palm. With the fierceness of sprinting into the sky and unrivaled sword energy, killing intent overflowed.
The blood-red smell spread over the city tower which was silent for a moment but noisy at the same time. The wails and sword shadows that had just dissipated bloomed in the wind again. The piled up remains were ferocious and terrifying, and the thick atmosphere made people almost suffocated.
Old General Zhao looked at Bian Ding in red, bathed in blood. The more he fought, the fiercer he became, and the more he killed, the more ruthless he became.
The blood melted into his red clothes, making him look even more magnificent and breathtaking.
At this time, this red-clothed Shura killed thousands of people by himself, showing his incomparable bravery.
General Zhao couldn't help but move his gaze to the back of the mountain.
At the entrance of the back mountain, I saw a man in gray clothes, standing on horseback with a sword drawn. The whole body is bathed in the morning sun, but it exudes an unapproachable coolness.
There was an irresistible domineering look hidden between his brows, and the two long knives he picked up casually were dragged to the ground, leaving a deep groove.
There was no expression on his face, but he looked straight at Hu Jun who was rushing down the mountain with an intimidating aura.
When the Hu soldiers saw him alone, they felt happy, shouted loudly, and roared and chopped at him in groups.
A bloody wind blew by, and pieces of Hu Jun's corpses were scattered all over the place, shattered like broken eaves and broken walls.
The eyes of those fallen barbarians still reflected the figure of a raven riding a horse, but when the raven waved his hand, they immediately turned into ashes of destruction.
As for the Hu soldiers who were still waving their weapons to kill, only desperate cries and disillusionment could be heard around them.
Raven no longer knew how many swords she had swung and how many people she had killed. There were fewer and fewer Hu Jun in front of her. By sunset, there were not many left. She only dared to raise her sword to look at him, but never dared to take another step forward.
It's not that the barbarians are cowardly, it's that this man in gray is too terrifying. Surrounding this man in gray is a sea of blood from thousands of dead souls.
Raven frowned and looked at the blood splattered on his gray clothes. He looked up dissatisfied at the trembling Hu Jun. He said softly: "You have soiled my clothes."
This piece of clothing was specially chosen for him by Xia Chu when he took him to the clothing store in Hanyang City. These Hu Jun made it dirty!
When the raven raised his head again, the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger. His face was no longer calm, but became darker and darker. The murderous aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger. The raven raised his knife and pointed it at Hu Jun, but Take a step forward.
With a "boom", Hu's army collapsed and fled in all directions.
This man was so terrifying. The leading general led an army of 50,000 soldiers. He thought he could not defeat him, but he would be exhausted and killed.
Who knew that the man in gray would become braver, braver, fiercer and more ruthless as he fought.
He stood among the floating corpses of more than 40,000 people, in the sea of blood, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun enveloped him.
He is not Shura, and he is not bloody.
The dazzling yellow light was only mixed with traces of crimson that were accidentally splashed on his gray clothes.
He just created this scene, endless hell...
But let Han Yang and the raven be there, and not teach Hu Ma how to cross the back mountain.
After this battle, Raven's face became Hu Jun's nightmare forever.
Old General Zhao knew that the person Xia Chu ordered to protect him must be extraordinary, but he never expected that he would be extraordinary to such an extent.
He originally looked at Bian Ding in front of him, dressed in red like the scorching sun, but he didn't know that the raven in gray behind him was really guarding the gate, and no one could get in his way.
The 50,000-strong Hu army on the back mountain had been disintegrated and now only less than 10,000 people had fled back. With the tragic defeat, they severely hit the Hu army who was attacking the city in front.
Originally, the Hu troops in the front faced the four thousand defenders on one side and the men in red on the other side. They had been attacking for a whole day but had not yet been able to capture it. They were already feeling frustrated.
Never would I have thought that I would see 50,000 people attacking one person, and more than 40,000 people would be killed and then run away. Their morale was low and they no longer wanted to attack the city.
Both sides once again called for gold and retreated their troops.
Hu's army suffered heavy losses today, with 50,000 troops at the front and rear attacking the city separately. Who would have thought that out of the 50,000 men and horses in the back mountains, less than 10,000 were dead, and nearly 20,000 men and horses in the front army also died. After sunset, Hu Jun lost 60,000 troops in a single day.
Although the city defenders had won a great victory, they were still in danger.
In this battle, they had less than two thousand people left.
In addition, there is really not a drop of water left in the city.
They have been thirsty all day. This situation will be true tomorrow and they can't hold on any longer.
Old General Zhao put his hands behind his hands and told Bian Ding: "Five days have passed. Go and check the front to see if he has come back. If not, tomorrow we will count as many as we kill!"
Everyone had stern expressions on their faces and were ready to face death.
In this tent, it is not the ignorant defenders of Qingcheng.
People like Zhao Shuangquan and the two generals Zhao, as well as Shan Xiangpeng, Deng Qizhong and Gu Weiyi, actually knew it in their hearts.
The so-called King Mo's reinforcements that Doctor Yi went to Yucheng to move are not said to be borrowed or not.
Infer based on the distance.
It's impossible to catch up...
(End of chapter)