Fatty Dong sits on a huge steed wearing armor and saber, one person and one horse complement each other well. Although Dong Zhuo is fat, he will not look fat and bloated. The great king of the South Courtyard, indeed, looks much worse. Dong Zhuo straightened his neck and looked at the Baihong that fell in front of the city, his eyes were shining, he is also a martial artist with good skills, otherwise, the daughter who was kidnapped and refused to leave the fifth raccoon in Tibing Mountain would have been beaten into a skinny man.
Regarding Xu Fengnian, who is in the opposing camp, Dong Zhuo doesn't have much dislike in terms of personal perception. When we met for the first time in Beimang, he was the founder of a separatist force, Dong Jiajun. It can even be said that if Xu Fengnian hadn't been born in the sky, not only succeeded in hereditary succession as the king of Beiliang, but also won the hearts of the army and the people of Beiliang, then Dong Zhuo's death is due to Liu Gui or Yang Yuanzan served under his command, just like Hong Jingyan and Zhong Tan. In addition, Tao Manwu owes him a favor, so if it is not the general trend, Dong Zhuo actually wants to sit down with Xu Fengnian and have a good chat, like the famous scholars in the Central Plains who like to talk, and pick a snowy night to cook wine Heroes, not the current situation of endless death.
In Dong Zhuo's field of vision, the man was as expected, because he was afraid of Tuoba Bodhisattva, he did not display the supreme cultivation of the celestial phenomenon, and "borrowed" weapons from the frontier army of Hutou City or simply from the soldiers attacking Beimang , in order to block the boulders thrown by nearly a thousand catapults, and the figure fell on the open space between the two armies. Let Dong Zhuo, who was troubled by Gengu's fate and can only stay in the Vajra Realm, feel frightened. Fatty Dong said that the Sword Emperor of Xishu would not be able to become an enemy of thousands of people on the battlefield, but Dong Zhuo knew it well. Worry about the future, let him let go of his hands and feet to fight, the Beiman siege army with mostly infantry and only cavalry on two wings can easily be disrupted, so Dong Zhuo really hopes that the great master will come up with the land gods. Don't ignore the ants fighting under your feet, it's better to single-handedly seek your own troubles.
Dong Zhuo had already responded to this. In addition to the top guards gathered around him, and those large bed crossbows that could shoot out a hundred feet of inland fairy swords, Dong Zhuo also placed many masters of concealed aura in the two-winged cavalry. In the formation, when he wants to retreat, he will easily be surrounded by his own side. Not to mention intercepting and killing Xu Fengnian who returned to Hutou City, at worst, it will consume a lot of Xu Fengnian's energy. Ninety-nine out of ten.
For this reason, Dong Zhuo specifically asked several Beimang masters, and repeatedly confirmed that after he entered the realm of celestial phenomena, he could reach the so-called telepathy between heaven and man in Confucianism, and be able to resonate with heaven and earth. Then the energy in the warrior's body is like a raging river in a flood season. It can be said to be even more powerful, but this kind of behavior of stealing the weather of heaven and earth has a congenital flaw, that is, God can only add icing on the cake, but can't give charcoal in the snow. Once it involves the loss of the root of the warrior, it is still difficult to make up for it in a short time, otherwise the two are the same sky. Doesn't the grandmaster of the realm want to fight until the end of the world and can't tell the winner? At that time, there was an old swordsman named Li Chungang in the Liyang River and Lake, who broke through two thousand and six armors by the Guangling River in one go. The difference lies in the word "one qi", which means that the old man named Li Chungang didn't even bother with the celestial method of qi generation, one qi is one qi, and one sword is one sword.
Dong Zhuo made it clear that he wanted to use the lives of hundreds or even thousands of Beimang masters and soldiers to consume Xu Fengnian's roots, just to win a chance of victory for the Northern Court King Tuoba Bodhisattva who came here after hearing the news.
In the line of sight, the white rainbow began to rush forward with a straight line and arrogance. Dong Zhuo curled his lips and said, "If he's not the king of Beiliang, but just a Jianghu man, then who in this world can stop him? Being Li Chungang and Cao Changqing, he's really unrestrained... This guy is really unadmirable. , It is said that those women and women who were born in the first class of the North Court clearly offered the price, threatening that as long as my old Dong captured this unparalleled young vassal king and gave them a treat, they would dare to bid for the golden five. One thousand taels, and the price can be negotiated again. It’s just a spring night, how many Dong family sons can I support?! Damn, I’m Dong Zhuo, except that I’m fatter and taller than Xu, what’s the difference? Why don't you yell at me that just hearing the word Xu Fengnian will make your ears pregnant?"
Fatty Dong's little daughter-in-law coughed a few times when she heard the unpopular country slang and vulgar words, reminding herself that a man should pay attention to his image in public. Dong Zhuo turned a deaf ear and continued to talk to himself: "If it were me, let alone five thousand taels of gold for one night, five hundred taels of silver would be fine..."
His little daughter-in-law who was already burning with anger stared and said, "Dong Zhuo!"
The fat man shrank his neck, suppressed the frivolous look he deliberately showed in order to reduce his nervousness, and said calmly, "Here we come."
One knife per person.
Xu Fengnian began to break the formation.
After more than a month of bloody siege, the barbarians of Beimang, who grew up on horseback, paid a huge price of more than 20,000 casualties. Facing the towering city wall just north of Hutou City, Beimang never had to climb it himself. From the ten thousand men of the city to the most ordinary soldiers, they all began to grow rapidly. On the way forward, it is estimated that the city that includes all types of bows and crossbows in Beiliang, when the crossbows of various strengths will shoot respectively When they come out, they will raise their shields collectively, and their footsteps will certainly not stop. Although the speed of advancement will inevitably slow down, and it will even increase the chance of one or two rounds of throwing for the Beiliang archers on the top of the city, but Bei Mang has proved that this is the case. This seemingly inconspicuous little trick will bring unexpected damage reduction effects. After all, the accuracy of the Beiliang crossbow is really amazing. Even if you are advancing in formation, as long as you dare to ignore the arrows like splashing water, in order to If you rush to the bottom of the city in one step, the Beiliang Frontier Army will dare to let you commit your life within three hundred steps of the city.
In front of Dong Zhuo's eyes, there were three dense torrents of iron armor, mixed with almost all the siege equipment recorded in the military books. The opposite building was moved past, and the opposite building was covered with special cowhide that could prevent rockets, and nearly a hundred people hid in it; there was a ladder with a pulley at the bottom; there was also a trench bridge that was originally only used to fill the trench to complete the meritorious deeds. At the suggestion of the staff in Dong Zhuo's tent, once they put it on the top of the city, it would be like creating a sloping hillside artificially. The bridge can be said to have contributed... More than 30,000 infantry, the Chinese army mainly attacked the north of Hutou City as many as 15,000, and the two wings were slightly smaller, attacking the northeast and northwest sides respectively. Among them, two groups of elite cavalry, each with more than a thousand men, rushed forward to try their best to suppress the rain of arrows defending the city, and on the outermost two wings, there were large groups of cavalry charging separately. While supporting the siege soldiers and preventing the cavalry in Hutou City from taking the initiative to attack, it is also necessary to restrain the cavalry troops stationed at Huaiyang Pass in Beiliang from afar, and deal with the cavalry reinforcements in Beiliang who come and go like the wind, not seeking to kill or wounding, but only to disrupt the formation. Lightning rush.
According to the valuable siege experience summed up by Zhong Tan on the Hulukou side on the eastern front, the continuous offensive against Hutou City should be above the second line on the premise of investing enough troops on the front line to attack the city. , led by about ten commanders with a well-equipped supply of soldiers, and 10,000 horses who are fully recharged and close to the battlefield, once there is an emergency situation in the city where the casualties of a commander's command reach 200 to 300 people, regardless of the results. This group of troops must immediately withdraw from the battlefield, and then hand over to a certain commander in the rear to lead the troops to attack the city quickly. The 10,000 people who are eyeing a tiger, if they find an opportunity in a certain battlefield, they will also be given the military power to act cheaply by Dong Zhuo. They can put their troops on the battlefield as soon as possible without waiting for the military order from the commander's camp. Because they missed the opportunity, before they could return to the camp, two of them were executed on the spot by a Dongjia cavalry army sent by the King of the South Courtyard, and two of them were demoted to commanders. He committed crimes and performed meritorious deeds, and finally led three hundred dead men to attack the head of Hutou City. After killing a Beiliang captain named Chu, he was personally beheaded by Liu Jinu and died at the head of the city. The hook was nailed into the neck and hung on the city wall. After Bei Mang took back the bloody corpse, Dong Zhuo personally sent the first Wanfu commander who died in battle on the center line into the coffin and sent someone to transport it back to the Southern Dynasty.
At this moment, the two rangers who were interspersed in the infantry phalanx and charged first, after seeing the figure that was as fast as thunder crashing into the infantry of the Chinese army, some cavalry who were proficient in cavalry and archery were attacked by the main general. After the order, the left and right sides threw a wave of arrows to the central blank area almost at the same time. Even though almost all the cavalry had predicted the man's running speed, they did not shoot at the man, but shot at the area in front of the man, but They still only saw a feathered arrow falling behind the white rainbow, it was too fast!
The two cavalry troops stopped wasting the arrows in their pockets and continued to charge forward.
When Xu Fengnian charged forward, his left hand lightly pressed on the handle of the knife at his waist. Falling from the top of the city to the front and back of the city, you can clearly see the faces of the infantry in the front of the Chinese army in an instant. In his prime of life, he may have been a battle-hardened veteran of Beimang many years ago. His eyes may still be tense, but he does not have the slightest daze of his first battle. This is not surprising. The charge is still to fight against the heavy infantry on horseback. The soldiers who can be at the forefront are the most skilled and daring first-class elites in the army, because what they do is just the word "drive to death" .
Beiliang defended the city, crossbow first, then bow and then crossbow. These three axes, whether in Wogong City or Xiaguang City at Hulukou, have already caused Beimang infantry to suffer a lot. And among the "first crossbows", according to the weight of the crossbows, it is full of layers. The bed crossbow, the rhubarb crossbow, the kicking crossbow, and the three most famous heavy crossbows of the Beiliang frontier army are subdivided into three types of crossbowmen: lifting crossbow, filling crossbow and firing crossbow, and the arrows of each crossbow are shot in sequence.
Before Xu Fengnian broke into the Beimang battle formation, there was a huge bed crossbow bolt shooting out from the city behind him, with iron pockets tied to the string, which could completely penetrate a cavalry soldier with a horse on the spot. The crossbow bolt was as big as a spear , one of the crossbow arrows passed over Xu Fengnian's head, hit a moving building opposite, and penetrated directly out. The huge crossbow arrow with the bloodstained corpses in the building did not stop there, and landed in the infantry formation behind the opposite building. A soldier who mistakenly thought that he was lucky enough to line up behind the cover would at least be able to die later in the battle, shot a large hole with his shield and chest together, and the terrifying penetrating power made the soldier completely dead before he could feel the pain.
Xu Fengnian pulled out his saber in an instant.
Solo breakout!
On the front line of Beimang infantry facing Xu Fengnian head-on, there were only a few soldiers who were responsible for shielding the archers behind them from the rain of arrows, "slowly" lifting their shields.
As soon as Xu Fengnian passed through, the shields and bodies of the Northern Mang soldiers split into two halves at the same time, and flew to both sides.
On this straight line, without exception, the shield players in the first few rows and the archers behind them burst into a cloud of blood mist.
As for the horizontal position near the straight line, for some reason, compared with the miserable death method in the vertical direction, the latter was killed and injured silently. Perhaps it was pierced by a mysterious thing that is as imperceptible as a thin needle, piercing an imperceptible hole from the temple. The red spots may be pierced from one shoulder to the other, or may be pierced through the heart. The death is inexplicable, and the appearance of death is not frightening. Only after the corpse falls to the ground will some blood slowly flow from the wound came out, and the figure that broke through the thick formation was already far behind the corpse.
At an astonishing speed that ordinary warriors can't see with the naked eye, the childhood sweetheart Huang Tong's mayfly spun wildly around the master's four states.
The four flying swords raised thunder pools.
Like a sharp weapon drawing a groove of blood on the skin, Xu Fengnian stagnated slightly after breaking through the battle for 160 steps. Looking up, as expected, there were three Beimang Wudao who were moving nearby after smelling the smell. The masters came to siege, and further away, there was also a group of masters who came up and down one after another. However, the Beimang infantry battle formation did not slow down because of this, and passed by him amidst the loud drums. At that time, Xu Fengnian rushed to Hutou City and saw the extremely orderly retreat of the Beimang army. It has already made him deeply troubled, and he also admires Liu Jinu's defense of Tiger Head City more and more. Xu Fengnian took advantage of the gap where the head of the first knife master slashed his head, and shook his wrist "leisurely", seemingly casually shaking off the blood on the cold knife, but due to the fierce aura, those Bei Mangs on the left The corpses of the soldiers flew out in pieces.
The saber master regarded death as home, and his blade, which he thought was perfect, poured all his energy into him, and there was a light blue aura leaking from the tip of the blade, which was obviously an impressive cultivation level that only a second-rank junior master could possess.
At the same time that the young master who was determined to die attracted Xu Fengnian's attention, two people on the left and right suddenly accelerated their speed at the same time, and a burly man with bare hands descended from the sky and rushed forward. And the little old man on Xu Fengnian's right hand closed his mouth tightly, put one hand on his chest, and dragged the other hand behind him to make a slanting spear, bowing his waist and rushing towards the young man who is one of the legendary four great masters in the world. The murderous intent that erupted in an instant made the ordinary soldiers of Beimang who were trembling but not looking sideways feel a chill all over their bodies.
The little grandmaster who leaped high and leaped like a knife, suddenly widened his eyes.
The "old guy" in his hand, who has depended on each other for half his life and is regarded as a heavy weapon in the sword, unexpectedly stretched out a hand casually to the young man, and held the blade so lightly.
At the same time, the burly man who struck out with both fists paused as if he had been hit hard, and continued to charge forward with gritted teeth, and then there was another subtle but continuous sound from his chest. Jianghu Wufu was indeed a tough guy, in the pitiful situation where his entire chest was almost pierced by four flying swords back and forth, he still tried to smash his fists on the young man. But the distance was only seven or eight steps away, and it seemed so close to the sky. After four consecutive impacts on his body, blood flowed not only from his chest, but also from his face, and his footsteps were already staggering. The punch of vitality was still weak in the end, just like trying to touch the opponent's shoulder. The man's eyes were full of resignation, and he fell to the ground dead. In the end, he failed to touch a piece of that person clothes corner.
Before the strong man died, the little master who slashed at Xu Fengnian took out his weapon, slapped Xu Fengnian on the chest casually, and flew out.
The little old man didn't pay attention to the two people's death in battle. He spun his body, and his feet twisted a burst of yellow sand and dust on the ground. In the blurred vision, the old man's hand that was pulling a gun flew out of his sleeve. Handling the insidious hidden weapon he was famous for, and the hand that was originally attached to the chest also flashed a white light from the palm. After two soft ding dings, the motionless Xu Fengnian grabbed the old man's head with one hand and slowly lifted . The old man with his mouth shut didn't struggle at all, he smiled ferociously at the young man who was right in front of him, and spit out the real trump card hidden in the bottom of his tongue!
This thin old man who only spent his whole life realizing the half-movement pointing to the mysterious realm, the tip of his tongue is the tip of his sword, so he has the nickname of "Sword Throwing Man" in Beimang Jianghu Demon Dao. I don't know how many masters of the same realm died in that unexpected " One mouthful" under the flying sword. It's a pity that before the old man died, he saw an unimaginable scene. The half-inch flying sword that had been nurtured for many years was hovering in the air between the two of them. Before, he could vaguely see that there was a real flying sword in front of his half-baked flying sword.
And the master of swordsmanship who was slapped by Xu Fengnian but was surprised to find that he had not been seriously injured, before he could feel the rest of his life, a sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, and after falling to the ground, he realized that he had stabbed himself in the chest. There is a crossbow bolt that is almost comparable to an iron gun.
On the head of Hutou City, a crossbowman slapped the head of the bed crossbowman who was covered in cold sweat with a crossbowman, and slapped the back of the head viciously. The leader who was always paying attention to the battle under the city said angrily: " Damn Jiang Wensheng! You are an undercover agent sent by the barbarians of the Northern Mang. It’s fine if you can’t hit the building, but you almost hurt our prince?! You’re only four or five steps away! Do you still want to be a crossbow? Got it, got it, get out of here, I'll do it myself!"
That crossbowman from Hutou City named Jiang Wensheng was young, but because of his outstanding eyesight and astonishing physical strength, he was already ranked as the first-class crossbowman among the crossbowmen of the frontier army. Chang was about to push away the little bastard who almost got into trouble, but he stopped when he saw the scribbled wound on the young man's face. This kid was shot in the cheek by an arrow from the barbarian archer of the North Mang half a month ago. Fortunately, he dodged quickly, but he still got a big piece of flesh from the arrow. It's even more difficult to find a wife after you lose your appearance. Biao Zhang was so short of people, he didn’t pretend to ask this kid if he could continue to shoot crossbows, and Jiang Wensheng didn’t embarrass them with the crossbow C mark on the bed, so he gritted his teeth and never went down to the city. The leader knew that this young child couldn't sleep well when he took turns to rest and sleep several times. If such a big piece of flesh was cut off from his face, would it not hurt
At this time, a crossbowman yelled vigorously: "Look, Chief Biao!"
Not only their C mark, but also the nearby crossbowmen all opened their eyes wide.
The figure in the distant battlefield put away the cold knife, and pulled out the crossbow bolt from the corpse on the ground, as if to use it as an iron spear, so as to continue to fight.
The crossbowmen near the top of the city were all resentful. Damn it, Biao C is really arrogant from today onwards!
Biao Zhang laughed, and slapped Jiang Wensheng on the head again, "Does it still hurt?"
The young soldier grinned, accidentally pulled the wound, and immediately grinned, smiling brightly while gasping, "It hurts!"
The leader looked around and roared angrily, "Why are you in a daze! The enemy has reached 200 paces, and the bed crossbow remains the same. The rest of the people wait, replace me with a foot crossbow! Just like riding a girl, ride the barbarian of Beimang on the ground. crotch!"
On the battlefield, Xu Fengnian raised the crossbow arrow and looked forward.
Farther away, Dong Zhuo narrowed his eyes and his face was gloomy. Dead people are normal, especially when Xu Fengnian personally went out to kill a few masters of the rivers and lakes. He, the king of the South Court, doesn't feel bad at all, but if the death is worth less than expected, if If it was in a temple instead of a battlefield, then Fatty Dong must be jumping and scolding his mother. The little daughter-in-law next to him who likes to compete with the big daughter-in-law who is rich in gold branches and jade leaves frowned and said softly: "Sending them to the door in batches to kill Xu in this way is not ineffective, but it may not be able to last until Tuoba Bodhisattva arrives. It is best Husband withdrew into the rear army, and let those first-rank masters, especially those in the Profound Realm, go out together, and as long as they harass from the side, they can't fight in close combat, and blunt knives will cut their flesh, and they will consume slowly."
Dong Zhuo shook his head slightly, and said with a sinister smile: "If you don't serve a few plates of appetizers to the guests first, they won't serve them. Besides, Xu Fengnian doesn't want to serve the table. Anyway, he killed me today. Let Hutou City remove a hundred more corpses today. It just depends on who has the better patience and temper, Mr. Dong, I have a big family and a big business, so I can afford it!"
Dong Zhuo suddenly turned his head and said sharply: "Give the order! Tell Cui Hong to lead another 15,000 infantry to march forward, and at the same time tell the three commanders in the front line that if they attack the city today, every 1,000 people will suffer 500 casualties. Quite retreat! Send out supervisors and swordsmen, and those who dare to retreat without permission, kill! Ask the family and tribe where you are guilty after the battle!"
Soon, Dong Jiajun's Crow Lanzi went to convey the military order.
Dong Zhuo tapped his teeth, and said softly, "If you have the ability, let me order every thousand people to be killed by 500 people to retreat."
Her scalp was numb, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Husband, is it too extreme to act like this?"
Dong Zhuo snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "As long as we cross the threshold of Hutou City, then the combat power of the main force under my Dong Zhuo's command will be truly able to challenge the 300,000 frontier troops of Beiliang."
If he went one step further, as long as he crossed Beiliang and smashed the Xu family's iron cavalry, there would be no army in the world who could compete with his Dong family's army. If one more person dies here today, perhaps ten fewer people will die in Liyang Central Plains in the future. This account is very cost-effective!