There was a sound like the sky and the earth cracking in the city gate, like a flood breaking down a dam. The Song army soldiers who had been blocking the gate and fighting rolled back and rolled back. Then a huge sound wave rushed into the city, and some of the soldiers surrounding Zhao Fang were shaken to their feet.
Unstable, he sat down on the spot.
Countless people were heard shouting wildly, and Ding Haijun entered the city again.
The man at the front was wearing green velvet armor and a gray military robe, holding an iron bone flower. It was like a strong wind blowing, sweeping the Song army in front of him like falling leaves, and almost arrived in front of Zhao Fang in the blink of an eye.
Two of Zhao Fang's personal guards each held iron shields and spears and bravely blocked the attack.
The man galloped forward on horseback, swung his iron bone sword and slammed it on the iron shield.
Seeing the menacing attack of the Iron Bone Flower, the guard hurriedly pressed his shoulder against the shield and took the blow. As a result, the iron shield made a crackling sound under the huge impact and shattered into pieces. The guard groaned and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
, he stepped back repeatedly, not to mention that he couldn't lift his left arm holding the shield at all, and half of his body was numb.
Soon after that, another guard rushed in and stabbed the man's horse with his gun. The man laughed, leaned over and grabbed the gun head, and then pulled it violently into his arms. The guard couldn't help but
If he dared to be pulled close to him, he fought hard to snatch it back. As soon as the man let go, the guard staggered back ten steps.
At this time, more Dinghai navy cavalry poured into the city from behind. No less than hundreds of cavalry rushed towards the trail to climb the city, knocking the Song soldiers on the trail to pieces and falling like wontons. The fastest ones
A group of cavalry rushed up to the tower and dispersed the Jurchens who had been called back by the Song army in the blink of an eye.
In the fighting field with blood splattering all around, a knight took out a bright red flag from his arms, put it on the barrel of his gun, and then set it up high on the city platform.
The flag fluttered in the wind. Inside and outside the city, above and below the city, everyone he knew was moved.
More than a hundred steps away from Nanxun Gate, Xuan Zhen rushed here panting. When he saw the flags flying, his face was full of disbelief.
Hou Zhi beside him changed his color in shock, but grabbed Xuan Zhen and shouted: "He doesn't have many people with him, so we don't need to panic! He's not yet stable, we have a chance!"
Zhao Fang looked at the flag, then at the enemy general holding the Iron Bone Flower in front of him, his eyes full of surprise, and suddenly mixed with vague shame.
This person is Guo Ning, Duke of Zhou!
Guo Ning immediately stood away from the crowd of dozens of guards, pointed at the iron bone flower, and asked politely: "Are you Zhao Fang?"
"Ahem, that's exactly..."
After all, Zhao Fang was a member of the Song Dynasty, so he had to uphold the will of the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty. He immediately thought about it and came up with four or five language routines to explain the purpose of his actions and accuse the Ding Navy of betraying the alliance and attacking.
But Guo Ning did not engage in verbal arguments at all.
A sardonic smile appeared on his ferocious face, which seemed to be made of copper and iron. He stared at Zhao Fang, leaned down slightly and asked, "Excuse me, are you tired of living?"
Chapter completed!