Li Muhan's figure did not stop at all, he threw away the incomplete cold knife in his hand, rushed forward, and directly hit Zhou Weiran's body, knocking Zhou Weiran to the ground.

The two of them lay on the ground and started fighting with bare hands. Li Muhan, who kept swinging his fists, had a slight upper hand with the fierce momentum of a young man.

Just when Li Muhan raised his fist again, a cold light flashed through, and an extremely dangerous aura came from the side.

Li Muhan gave up punching, turned back, rolled on the ground a few times, and dodged the spear tip thrust from the side.

Several Prince Fu soldiers were seen holding up Zhou Weiran with sharp blades and looking at Li Muhan with evil expressions. A group of Liangzhou soldiers also rushed over and protected Li Muhan tightly.

The two groups of people just looked at each other fiercely.

"kill!"

Li Muhan, who had received a new cold knife, shouted angrily. Soldiers from both sides rushed forward, and the battlefield once again fell into a brutal fight.

The heavy snow continued to fall from the sky, and after falling to the ground, the snowflakes melted, and blood and snow water were mixed together on the top of the city, flowing everywhere, which was shocking.

As the defenders of the city tower continued to support the south city gate, more and more Liangzhou infantry boarded the city.

Ye Xiaoxiao, who was leading the climb, finally jumped onto the tower and his figure appeared on the top of the city.

Before landing firmly, he turned sideways to avoid two spears, and with his backhand slashed directly through the throats of two Fuzhou soldiers.

Before Ye Xiaoxiao could take a breath, a cold light flashed from the side. Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't dodge, and a several-inch long wound was opened on his right arm. The skin and flesh were turned outwards, and blood kept pouring out.

"drink!"

Ye Xiaoxiao shouted loudly, slashed the soldier to death, staggered and leaned against the city wall.

"General!"

Several exclamations of surprise rang out, and immediately several Liangzhou soldiers gathered around Ye Xiaoxiao, looking warily at the chaotic battlefield around them.

Ye Xiaoxiao casually tore open her thin shirt, revealing the strong muscles under the clothes, gritted her teeth and bandaged the wound haphazardly.

After simply treating the wound, Ye Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and then shouted:

"Chiji!"

During the fight, Chi Ji turned around and waved his sword to signal.

"You go to the city to support Li Batian! Leave it to me on the city tower!"

Chi Ji nodded, waved the cold knife in his hand, and shouted angrily: "First come to the camp, soldiers, follow me!"

Hundreds of figures rushed towards the city, and the battle circle at the gate of the city was already very fierce.

Li Batian was stabbed three times, once on his thigh, once on his right arm, and once on his back. His white robe was stained red with blood, and he rushed to the front with the knife in his hand.

The first camp, relying on only 2,000 soldiers, managed to attract 5,000 to 6,000 reinforcements from the three gates, greatly alleviating the pressure on the three gates to attack the city.

The entrance to the south gate was piled with corpses. Of the two thousand soldiers who had first entered the camp, less than a thousand were still standing. The surrounding Fuzhou troops surrounded them layer by layer.

"kill!"

Suddenly, there were shouts of killing, and two soldiers charged in from the rear, splitting the encirclement.

It turned out that not only Chi Ji came with hundreds of people to support, but Li Muhan, who was fighting hard at the east gate, also sent half of his troops to support Li Batian. He knew that the city gate was the most important thing.

"Batian! Hold on!" Chi Ji's roar came through the surrounding environment.

"Hahaha!" Li Batian looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Everyone in our Liangzhou army will die!"

"kill!"

Nearly a thousand soldiers who had ascended first raised their swords and roared, and in the somewhat frightened eyes of the Fuzhou Army, they once again rushed towards the south gate crazily.

The two battlefields at the West Gate and the North Gate have finally improved.

Under Zhao Zhongtian's delighted eyes, hundreds of Yangzhou soldiers had successfully climbed onto the city and started fighting hand-to-hand. This was the greatest progress made by the Yangzhou army in half a year of siege.

Tang Xing'an rode his horse and stood in front of the Gyeonggi army. Standing beside him were a group of eager family members, and behind him was the dense Gyeonggi army.

Although five or six of these aristocratic family members were killed by Chen Yue, there was still a group of people who had nothing to do with that incident. Now facing the Fuzhou City that was about to be breached, this group of people were already looking forward to future military exploits.

These gentlemen secretly rejoiced that they did not follow that Mr. Hui to do something stupid that night, otherwise they would have lost their lives.

Under the desperate efforts of the three siege armies to climb the city, there were Liang troops inside Fuzhou City and strong enemies outside. The defenders were exhausted and were already in danger.

The battle at the east gate was also extremely fierce. Li Muhan, who stayed behind, led more than 2,000 soldiers to fight with thousands of Fuzhou troops, including 3,000 of Prince Fu's elite troops.

Facing the Fuzhou Army that was twice as large as our own, more than two thousand Liangzhou infantry fought to the death without retreating.

Li Muhan had already chopped three handles of the cold knife in his hand, and now he was charging in the formation with a Fuzhou sword that he picked up from nowhere. His face was covered with blood, which made the brave and capable soldiers of King Fu feel a little frightened.

Zhou Weiran stood outside the battlefield with a gloomy face, breathing heavily. He knew that today was not a good day, but he was helpless. The Liangzhou army could not retreat no matter how hard they killed it.

At this moment, Zhou Weiran's arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and a voice came from behind: "General! The prince wants you to go back!"

Zhou Weiran turned around and found that it was his father's personal guard. He frowned and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"I don't know, the prince just told the general to go back quickly!" the guard said eagerly.

Zhou Weiran didn't care much, and shouted at a deputy general: "You are commanding here, and you must repel the Liang army! I will come back as soon as I go!"

"promise!"

Zhou Weiran then followed the guards back to Prince Fu's Mansion.

Zhou Weiran pushed open the door and found that his father had already put on a suit of iron armor and was sitting on the main seat with a stern gaze.

"Father, the war ahead is urgent, what do you want from me?" Zhou Weiran's tone was a little urgent.

Zhou Tongfu looked at his son with some sadness. He saw that Zhou Weiran's cloak had been torn to pieces. The armor was covered with blood and snow stains. There were a lot of solidified blood stains on his face. It was obvious that he had gone through a battle.

Fierce fighting.

"Of course, I already know about the war. Fuzhou cannot be defended today." Zhou Tongfu's voice was a little hoarse.

Zhou Weiran's heart trembled, and he gritted his teeth: "Just one death!"

"No!" Zhou Tongfu's eyes suddenly became sharp: "I can die! You can't die! We must avenge this!"

Zhou Weiran suddenly raised his head, wondering what he meant. Didn't his father agree that he should stay and fight to the death with the Liangzhou Army?

"Let's go together!" Zhou Weiran roared.

A happy smile appeared on Zhou Tongfu's wrinkled face. He took two steps forward and took his son's hand. He said softly: "Ran'er, having a son like you is enough for my father! Listen to me!"

The door of King Fu's house was closed tightly. There was heavy snow outside and the lights were brightly lit inside.
Chapter completed!