Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

The defending army on the city tower and Bian Ding fought side by side, repelling the Hu army’s strong attacks again and again.

Hu Jun, who had an absolute advantage, was helpless, and despite repeated sieges, Han Yangcheng remained standing.

Duan Ganguanshi stormed the city for four days, and Hanyang City’s defending army had left 4,000 from the battle of 20,000. And his army of 270,000 people has also lost 50,000 horses, and now there are 220,000 people left.

It has only been a few days, and he and Zhao Jiajun have suffered a lot of losses when facing the enemy head-on in the past.

Yesterday, Duan Ganguanshi was frightened by a secret letter and did not dare to attack the city with all his strength. Afraid of being attacked back and forth, I wasted a whole day in vain.

At this moment, he was standing in the middle of the Hu army. In order to boost the morale of the army, he waved the flag and shouted: “My warriors of Hu country, look at this tower, there are only a few thousand people left. Today, we will kill them all. They. They slaughtered the city, swarmed in with blood, sang and danced, and didn’t care about evil spirits.”

Hu Jun, who was under the city, looked at the tower and it was true. There were 4,000 people left on the left, and only one person on the right was guarding the tower. Taking care of this slump in the past few days, they followed Duan Ganguanshi and shouted: “Kill! Kill! kill!”

Duan Ganguanshi stopped waving the flag with satisfaction, and pointed to the top of the tower and ordered: “Anyone who kills Zhao’s general will be promoted to three levels, and the gold will be ten thousand taels, rush!”

Hu Jun collectively shouted: “Come on!”

A **** battle officially kicked off.

For a while, artillery fire roared, and the smoke filled the air.

Zhao Shuangquan, Zhao Xingwen, and Zhao Xingwu took the remaining 4,000 city troops to guard the tower on the left. Everyone fought bravely to kill the enemy. They had no way to retreat, they had to die in battle!

The two seas of soldiers, Hu Jun and the defending army, who were swarming from the city, were twisted and intertwined in an instant.

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, climbing up.

Bian Ding’s body is straight, like a sword pointing at the sky, and the clear and pure blade in the palm of his hand is raised. With the fierceness of sprinting into the sky, and the unparalleled sword energy, the killing intent is overflowing.

The blood-red stench permeated the deadly silent and noisy towers for a moment. The whine and sword shadows that had just dissipated opened up in the wind again, and the piled up remains were hideous and terrifying, and the heavy breath made one almost suffocate.

Old General Zhao looked at the red clothes, and he was born with blood. The more he fought, the more fierce he became.

The blood melted into his red clothes, making it even more magnificent.

At this time, this red-clothed Asura killed thousands of people by himself, and was extremely brave.

Old General Zhao couldn’t help but move his gaze to the back of the mountain.

I saw at the entrance of the back mountain, a man dressed in gray, with a horizontal knife immediately. The whole body is bathed in the rising sun, but it exudes the meaning of cold killing that cannot be approached.

There was an irresistible domineering hidden between his brows, and the two long knives he picked up were dragged to the ground at this moment, making a deep groove.

There was obviously no expression on his face, but he looked straight at Hu Jun, who was rushing down the mountain, with an arrogant and arrogant spirit.

When the Hu soldiers saw him alone, they were overjoyed, shouted loudly, and slashed at him in groups.

A gust of blood and rain blew through, and pieces of Hu Jun’s corpses were scattered all over the place, fragmented like a broken eaves.

The eyes of the fallen Hu people still showed the figure of the raven riding one by one, but when the raven waved his hand, they immediately became ashes of destruction.

And those Hu Jun who were still wielding weapons to hack and kill, only the desperate cries and disillusionment sounded beside them.

The raven didn’t know how many knives he had wielded and how many people he had killed. The Hu army in front of him became less and less. When the sun came to an end, there was not much left. He only dared to raise his knives to look at him, but never dared to take a step.

It’s not that the Hu people are timid and cowardly, it’s just that the gray-clothed man is too terrifying. Around this gray-clothed man, there is already a sea of ​​blood from thousands of dead souls.

Raven frowned and looked at the blood splattered on his gray clothes, and he looked up at the shivering Hu Jun in dissatisfaction. He said softly, “You guys, stained my clothes.”

Xia Chu took him to the ready-to-wear store in Hanyangcheng and picked it out for him. These Hu Jun stained it!

When the raven raised his head again, the killing intent in his eyes was even more intense, his face was no longer calm, but became darker and darker, and the murderous aura on his body became more and more fierce. Take a step forward.

With a sound of “Boom”, Hu Jun actually collapsed and fled in all directions.

This person is too terrifying. The leading general brought 50,000 Hu troops. He thought that he would not be able to defeat him.

Who knew that the man in gray became more and more brave, the more brave and fiercer, the more fierce and ruthless.

He stood in the floating corpse of more than 40,000 corpses, in a sea of ​​blood, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun enveloped him.

He is not Shura, and he is not drenched in blood.

The dazzling yellow light was only mixed with the slightest crimson splashes on his gray clothes.

He just created this scene, the endless hell…

But let the raven in Hanyang be there, and do not teach Huma to go back to the mountains.

After this battle, the Raven’s face became Hu Jun’s eternal nightmare.

General Zhao knew that the person Xia Chu ordered to protect him must be extraordinary, but he did not expect it to be so extraordinary.

He originally looked at Bian Ding in front of him. He was dressed in red just like the scorching sun. Who knew that the raven in gray behind him was the one who really guarded the gates.

The 50,000-strong Hu army on the back mountain was originally majestic, but now there are less than 10,000 people who have fled back. With their tragic defeat, they severely hit Hu Jun who was attacking the city ahead.

Originally, these Hu Jun in front were facing the 4,000 defenders on one side, and the men in red on the other side. They had been attacking for a long time and still had not been able to win. They were already depressed.

Never thought, I saw 50,000 people attacking one person, and more than 40,000 people were killed and fled back. The morale was low, and there was no intention to attack the city.

The two sides shouted gold again to withdraw their troops.

Hu Jun suffered heavy losses today, with 50,000 horses in front and back to attack the city separately. Who would have thought that less than 10,000 of the 50,000 men and horses in the back mountain alone died, and nearly 20,000 men and horses died in the frontal army. After sunset, Hu Jun lost 60,000 horses on a single day.

Although the defending army was victorious, it was in jeopardy.

In this battle, they only had less than 2,000 people left.

In addition, in the city, there is really no drop of water.

They have been thirsty for a whole day, and this situation will be true tomorrow, and they will not be able to hold it anymore.

Old General Zhao put his hands on Bian Ding and instructed: “Five days have passed, you go to the front and check to see if he has come back. If not, tomorrow, we will count as much as we kill!”

Everyone’s faces were stern, and they were ready to die.

In this tent, it’s not the defenders of Qingcheng, who are ignorant and ignorant.

Like Zhao Shuangquan and the two young generals Zhao, and like Shan Xiangpeng, Deng Qizhong and Gu Weiyi, they all know it in their hearts.

The so-called doctor Yi went to Yucheng to move King Mo’s reinforcements, and I won’t say whether they borrow it or not.

Extrapolate from the route.

It’s just too late…