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Chapter 935 Fighting the Sirius (6)

"kill!"

The two cavalry armies crashed into the Yan army's cavalry formation with an overwhelming force.

"drink!"

Shi Hong shouted loudly, thrust out the spear in his hand, and the huge impact penetrated the chest of a Yan soldier, and then took the body off the horse, knocking off the horse behind him.

Shi Hong, who was born as a general, has been learning martial arts since he was a child. Although he was defeated by Chen Yue at the beginning, it has become the capital to show off to the deputy commander of the Sirius Army.

"Why, what are you talking about? Have you ever fought against the prince?"

"No, right? I have fought against the prince, and we fought for eight hundred rounds. How about it? Are you envious?"

This is what Shi Hong said most often when chatting with veterans in the army. Every time those veterans in the army saw Shi Hong's beaming expression, they would get very angry and itchy their teeth.

"die!"

Shi Hong, who killed three enemy soldiers in a row, swung his spear out, and the barrel of the spear hit Yan Jun's chest hard. Then Shi Hong turned around, slammed his carbine back, and hit the cavalry in the back. The attack was extremely fast.

On the other side, Zhong Lizhuo also showed off his martial arts skills. He danced with a spear and the tiger was in the wind. The Yan army's attack could not get close to him. In just a moment, he fell to the spear of the Youzhou Cavalry General.

There are no fewer than five soldiers in the Yan army.

"kill!"

"Chi~"

Zhong Lizhuo's marksmanship is very tricky. He can almost injure the enemy with every shot. There are no other fancy moves. He has stepped up from the bottom of the soldier and knows the skills of fighting in the cavalry formation.

Just when the fierce battle began at the bottom of the city, the battle at the top of the northern city was coming to an end. Except for a small number of Yan troops who escaped along the cloud chariot, most of them became the dead souls of the Liang army. The iron shield formation that had been besieging the city gate

The infantry were also killed and wounded.



The streets and alleys in the city were where the fighting was the most brutal. The seven or eight thousand infantrymen were almost at the mercy of others. They could not see the Liang army. Except for a few who were lucky enough to escape, most of them were facing

Catching fire and Liang Jun’s feathered arrows.

Bodies burned black by the fire were everywhere, and the strong and pungent smell made Yan Jun shudder. Who would have thought that this destruction of the city would send them to certain death.

Tuva, who led the army into the city, already had despair on his face. If he hadn't figured out that this was a trap by Liang Jun until now, then he would have been a general in vain.

"Fuck. I'll do it!"

A look of madness appeared on Tuva's face. He picked up a small buckler on the ground, stepped on a soldier's shoulder and jumped onto the earth wall with a slight flip.

"Dang Dang!"

As soon as they emerged from the edge of the earthen wall, two feather arrows were fired steadily. Fortunately, Tuva had been prepared and caught several crossbow arrows as soon as he raised his round shield with his arm.

"ah!"

Tuva, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, jumped down from the wall and killed a Liang soldier directly below with one blow.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The surrounding Liang troops swarmed forward, and Tuva retreated one after another under the intensive offensive until he was forced into a corner.

This figure is almost always the figure of Liang Jun, and Tuva has already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

"General!"

"kill!"

With Tuva's desperate efforts, the remaining Yan troops were inspired and fought back crazily. More and more infantry were able to cross the wall. Of course, many died under the crossbows of the Liang army.

.

But even if you can climb over the earth wall, there is really no one who can survive the siege of the Liang army.

Tuva fought left and right in the crowd, and his left arm was dripping with blood in the blink of an eye, but he still refused to retreat.

"I come!"

A deep shout sounded, and the Liang army surrounding Tuva suddenly opened up a large circle. Cao Wenzhao, holding a scimitar in his hand, walked step by step in front of Tuva.

Tuva raised his knife and shouted: "Please tell me your name when you come!"

"General of Tianlang Pass, Cao Wenzhao~"

"Haha, big shot." Tuva laughed ferociously: "When I was at Tianlang Pass a few years ago, I saw the bravery of your Youzhou frontier army. See you again today, just like before."

Cao Wenzhao raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seemed that this guy was also a veteran who had participated in the Sirius War, so he was an enemy!

"Watch the knife!"

Taking advantage of the momentary trance in Cao Wenzhao's eyes, Tuva rushed towards him with a swift step, and at the same time, he swung the scimitar in his hand horizontally.

"snort!"

Cao Wenzhao snorted coldly and turned around to avoid the sharp blade. At the same time, he put his right hand against Tuva's chest and slammed his left shoulder forward.

"Pfft~"

Tuva, who was already injured, spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered back a few steps.

Cao Wenzhao slowly waved the scimitar in his hand, stepped forward with his left foot, got into a horse stance, and said softly: "Come again~"

"ah!"

Seeing such provocative words, Tuva's eyes turned blood red and he rushed forward again dragging his bloody body.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Tuva exerted all his strength and swung his sword three times in a row, each one stronger than the other. However, Cao Wenzhao did not attack, but took the three attacks lightly.

"Hoo! Hoo~"

Tuva, who seemed to have drained all his strength, gasped several times, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Cao Wenzhao laughed ferociously: "It's over? It's my turn!"

"drink!"

Cao Wenzhao kicked his feet on the ground, jumped up high, and slashed down with the scimitar in his hand.

"when!"

Tuwa, who was in danger, raised his arm and swung the knife. His arm was numb from the shock before he accepted Cao Wenzhao's attack.

Cao Wenzhao didn't rest for a moment after landing, and rushed out with a strong step. When he reached Tuva, he bent down and the blade went straight to Tuva's lower third road.

"Stab~"

The extremely sharp Beiliang knife instantly cut through Tuva's thigh. Tuva took a deep breath and knelt on the ground.

"drink!"

Cao Wenzhao, who had just rushed past Tuwa, turned around and swept his body with one leg, hitting Tuwa's temple with his knee.

"Pfft~"

Tuva spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyes gradually became dim. This leg was a fatal injury to him.

After the move was successful, Cao Wenzhao made no next move. He just held the knife and looked coldly at the crumbling Tuva.

"Kill~kill~"

Tuva was half-kneeling on the ground, muttering feebly in his mouth, trying hard to raise the scimitar in his hand, but he really couldn't do it.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, staining the armor on his body red.

A flash of emotion flashed across Cao Wenzhao's face, but it turned into a fierce expression in an instant. He swung out his knife and cut Tuva's throat mercilessly.

"Chi~"

Blood arrows shot out, and Tuoba Hong's capable general died like this.

Cao Wenzhao wiped a handful of the blood on his face, looked at Tuwa's body and hesitated for a long time, then said softly: "Bury him, he is a man after all."

"promise!"

Fighting to the death is indeed not unique to the Liang army. There are also generals in the Yan army who will not retreat in bloody battles, but everyone is their own master and has mutual belief.

The roars in the streets gradually became quieter, which meant that the seven or eight thousand Yan army infantry had suffered casualties.

Cao Wenzhao carried a bloody scimitar and shouted angrily: "The infantry attack, no one will be left behind!"
Chapter completed!
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