Chen Zhihua leaned against the wall warmed by the sun, half-squinted his eyes, enjoying the touch of the warm sunshine. His father Chen Ci turned to Tongcheng and Luo Yishui to discuss countermeasures for three days, and the Taiping Army seemed to have no movement during these three days, which made him live a rare peaceful life for a few days. In fact, even if his father didn't say much, Chen Zhihua knew that their situation was very serious now. Not to mention the main force in Tongcheng, even if he was here, food, grass and equipment were very nervous.

This is the result that I got when I retreated to Fancheng, sweeping all the way and snatching all the food from the people. But even so, how many days can I support myself? In the battle with the Taiping Army, 20,000 troops were either killed or collapsed or disappeared, and a total of 5,000 people were missing, but now 15,000 people have become a serious logistical burden.

With the food and grass that are now in Fancheng, I can hold on for about ten days, and then I am afraid I will retreat. The premise is that the Taiping Army will not launch an attack.

In the field battle, I had already seen the combat power of the Taiping Army. The waving sword wrapped in black armor always woke him up from his sleep.

Such heavy armored infantry is impossible to use to attack the city, this is the only one he can use to comfort himself now.

The city wall shook slightly, and Chen Zhihua suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up, rushed to the battlements of the city wall, and tried hard to open his eyes and look into the distance.

A fire sword flag appeared in his eyes.

A melodious sound of alarm bells came from the tower, and the city wall suddenly came alive. The soldiers rushed up the city wall and began to prepare for all the things to fight. The sound of warning bells sounded everywhere in the city.

After a little busyness, the city became quiet, and at this moment, the Taiping Army outside the city had appeared in their sight intact.

Speaking of which, the Taiping Army is only more than 10,000 people, and there are fewer people guarding the city, but Chen Zhihua always has a bad premonition in his heart. After the first battle between the two sides, Chen Zhihua had a profound understanding that the combat effectiveness of the opponent's soldiers was far higher than that of his subordinates.

He was defending the city, not fighting in the field! He kept annoying himself in his heart.

Qin Feng stopped the war horse and looked at Fan Cheng, who was guarding a lot of guard not far away, with a confident smile on his face. Beside him, He Rentu looked at Fan Cheng in the distance with expressionless expression, and his squinting eyes showed a look of disdain.

"Kitten, are you ready?" Qin Feng said to the kitten on the other side.

The kitten nodded, "The Panshi Camp is ready, just waiting for the general to come out of the leadership."

"Very good, Brother He, please give me." Qin Feng looked at He Rentu with a smile, "I don't want the soldiers to suffer too much casualties, so I need Brother He to be the vanguard."

"Don't worry, General Qin." He Rentu said: "It is said that no matter how high the martial arts cultivation is, it is impossible to fight against the army, but they all forgot one thing, that is, when martial arts cultivation practitioners cooperate with the army to fight together, that is the most powerful. If the other party does not have a considerable master to entangle the other party's master, then there will be no suspense in this battle. General Qin will wait to enter Fancheng after a while!"

"I'm sorry!" Qin Feng laughed. The noble status of the master was not easy. It was not easy to let them cooperate with ordinary soldiers. The current guards in Fancheng do not have the highest masters, and even Chen Ci returned to Tongcheng. Chen Zhihua and Chen Jinhua brothers did not even step into the ninth level. In front of He Rentu, I was afraid that they would not even have the qualification to fight.

"Yang Zhi!" Qin Feng shouted.

"The last general is here!" Yang Zhi actually put on his armor today, which is very different from the previous description. Qin Feng looked at him up and down, "Although he is the main attacker of the Kitten's Panshi Camp, you have high martial arts cultivation. Brother He is responsible for a section of the city wall, you are responsible for a section of the city, and you are responsible for a section of the soldiers to open the passage to the city."

"I understand!" Yang Zhi's voice was clean and neat, and his tone surprised Qin Feng a little. This guy has always been a little unruly, but today it looks a little different.

"Let's start! We will also enter Zhongping County after we capture Fancheng earlier. Wu Jian is looking forward to it! Brother He, Yang Zhi, and the little cat, remember, don't kill Chen Zhihua and Chen Jinhua brothers, leave their lives, and let them escape back to find their father." Qin Feng said with a smile.

The kitten rode his horse back to his own Rock Camp, glanced at his subordinates who were already ready to go, pulled down his armor with a slam, took off his big iron knife from his saddle, and raised it high. The blade edge shone brightly in the sunlight. The three thousand soldiers of the Rock Camp all let out a low roar, and slowly moved forward with the horse's war horse.

The front row were siege cars that were almost as high as the city. The three-day renovation was enough to allow the Taiping Army to create a large number of siege equipment.

Around the siege chariots, rows of large shield soldiers held huge shields to protect the soldiers who pushed the siege chariots. Behind them were rows of spearmen and swords. Later, the archers bowed their hands and raised their arrows, and at the end, there were simple catapults.

Chen Zhihua's eyes were a little straight. What he cared about was not the dense siege equipment of Panshi Camp or the opponent's strict military appearance. In his eyes, there were only two lonely people walking at the front of the team.

One is He Rentu, and the other is Yang Zhi.

He Rentu's hands were empty, but Yang Zhi, who was full of armor, was holding a giant sword in his hand.

The two walked at the front of the team, calmly.

Two hundred steps, Chen Zhihua grabbed his iron bow and aimed at the guy with a helmet and armor. The giant sword in his hand was too conspicuous and he recognized him. In the first battle with the Taiping Army, this man was the first to rush into his own military formation. He was a level nine master.

Qin Feng actually used the ninth-level master as a front pawn who charged into battle, which made Chen Zhihua feel a little cold.

"All the other crossbowmen, aim at the old man, wait for him to enter a hundred-step range and shoot him to death." Chen Zhihua shouted loudly.

With Chen Zhihua's order, all the bows and arrows in the hands of the crossbowmen in the city aimed downwards, aiming at He Rentu, who was strolling in the garden.

Perhaps he noticed that countless murderous intents were locking in him, He Rentu paused slightly, raised his head, looked at Chen Zhihua with a slightly sarcastic smile, and grinned.

Chen Zhihua did not look at He Rentu at this time. He was placing an arrow and aiming at Yang Zhi. His archery skills were already quite successful, so even Luo Yishui praised him.

He Rentu glanced at him. Although he didn't see it, he still shivered with a shiver, as if he was being stared at by a tiger from the back of his head.

With a light crack, three iron arrows left his bowstring, and three arrows were beaded in succession, passing through beautiful lines like lightning in the air, heading straight towards Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi snorted softly. He had seen Molo's arrow of cloud piercing. What is Chen Zhihua's arrow? As soon as Molo's arrow left the string, the trajectory of the arrow could not be seen in the air. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of him. There was no way to avoid it and dodge it. Compared with the Punching Cloud arrow, Chen Zhihua could only be regarded as a toy for a child. With his thoughts, a cold light shot out from him, facing Chen Zhihua's three arrows.

A crackling sound kept ringing, and the small sword wrapped around the three arrows shot by Chen Zhihua like a rope. Every time he circled, the feather arrow broke down. When he flew to Yang Zhi, the last arrow was also cut off from the air by Yang Zhi. Until this time, Yang Zhi seemed to have not even moved a finger.

Chen Zhihua had no time to be surprised, because after shooting out three arrows, his eyes turned to the other end. At this time, thousands of arrows on the top of the city were aiming at a person, slowly moving forward.

He could no longer see the old man's figure in front of him, but the dense feather arrows. He widened his eyes, hoping that a miracle would happen, and that when the feather arrows fell, he could see the old man's body.

The feather arrows were indeed falling one after another, but what made Chen Zhihua dumb was that the old man was still holding his hands while standing. On his front, countless feather arrows hovered in the air. There were still several feet away from He Rentu, but he could no longer move forward.

Then, as if they suddenly lost support, all of these arrows fell down.

"Master!" Chen Zhihua spoke out two words from his throat with great difficulty.

If he was just a master or a level nine master, he was not afraid. He still had more than 10,000 soldiers here, which was enough to fight against the other party. But the problem was that behind these two people, there were Taiping soldiers who were carrying out countless siege equipment to move forward.

There is no life! Chen Zhihua thought miserably.

The feather arrow landed, and the soldiers of the Panshi Camp suddenly shouted and accelerated. They passed He Rentu and Yang Zhi. With the sound of banging, siege cars leaned onto the city wall. At this time, the Vietnamese army, who were a little stunned by the scene just now, had not yet come back to their senses from the shock.

One by one, Taiping soldiers climbed up along the siege car, and on the siege car, the foot crossbows and stone cannons installed in advance were already screaming desperately.

Chen Zhihua finally came to his senses, and shot out a crossbow and stone cannon on a siege car. He shouted: "Kill the enemy, kill the enemy!"

He Rentu took a step forward. The man had already reached the city wall. When he raised his knees, he went up to the city wall. Seeing this monster appearing in front of him, the soldiers opposite him were stunned for a moment, then shouted, and turned around and ran away.

On the other side, Yang Zhi also flew up, and on the way to the siege car, as he soared into the sky, there were countless swords and spears passing by his body and attacking the defenders in front of him in the air.

The sound of puffs was endless. In front of the ninth-level master, ordinary soldiers had no power to resist at all. (To be continued.)
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