The torches were scattered like stars in the sky, and the sound of killing was as if they were about to tear the world apart. Not long ago, the people who had just experienced the chaos in the imperial capital had already left Ximen like they had already fled. They knew that the power of war was definitely not spared by just hiding in the house.

"Kill me! Those who behead one enemy will be promoted to one level, and those who kill ten people will be granted a hundred households! Go!" He Jin waved the sword in his hand, his hair and hair were all covered with blood, and his body was already guarded by layers of tall shields. Just now, a arrow containing powerful fighting spirit, flew over his scalp and almost shot him on the wall. He Jin didn't care much at this time and still shouted loudly to inspire the morale of the imperial guards under his command.

"Kill!" Under He Jin's encouragement, nearly 30,000 imperial guards under the city roared together, and their eyes were burning with madness. They raised their weapons and rushed from the top of the city like raindrops to the top of the city from everywhere.

"The sons of the Cao family army! The lord is behind us, defend the lord and kill me!" Li Dian stood on a barrier at the end of the horse road in the city, waving a heavy hammer larger than his head in his hand to bring out the "huh" wind. Beside him, the soldiers under Cao Cao shouted and slashed at the imperial guards who had just rushed up with the rain of arrows.

"Brothers of the Bingzhou Army, are you afraid of those crazy people in the camp?" Zhang Liao waved his two axes in his hand like a god, and raised the Bingzhou flag high at the place where he was responsible for guarding the horse road.

"Don't be afraid! Our Iron Guard Camp is the pride of Bingzhou!" The soldiers behind Zhang Liao roared angrily. When they heard the name "Staying Camp", they all flashed with anger.

"Well said it! Let them see who is the pride of the Bingzhou Army!" Zhang Liao roared to the sky, raised his axes in his hand and waved forward.

"Long live the Iron Guard Camp!" Under Zhang Liao's short axe, the soldiers of the Iron Guard Camp behind him actually roared and crossed the high barriers in front of him, holding up the weapons in his hands and rushed towards the slowly approaching imperial guards.

"Kill!" The seemingly suicide counterattack momentum of the Tiewei Camp was like a rainbow. The imperial guards who had just rushed through the rain of arrows suddenly felt that the murderous aura on the opposite side seemed to burst into dams, and they were shocked. When they just realized it, Zhang Liao's two axes were wrapped in powerful fighting spirit and slashed into the imperial guards' team like wheels.

In an instant, the Nine Heavens Waterfall on the slope of the horse road guarded by Zhang Liao rushed into a slowly flowing deep pool, and suddenly splashed a storm. The soldiers of the Imperial Guard, who were still unknown, were hit by the violent torrent, and quickly melted and retreated like a candle that encountered fire, and even fell under the ramp in crowded with each other and fell to the ramp.

On the other hand, the end of the Chengcheng Road where Guan Hai was stationed, had already begun a fierce fight. A nine-ring sword in Guan Hai's hand was like a huge meat grinder, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere, but everyone who approached was dead under the sword. The gurgling blood kept flowing down the slope like a small waterfall. Without waiting for the blood to dry up and cool down to thin ice, countless blood covered it, and there were countless broken bones and flesh limbs mixed in. Ordinary people felt their hearts broken even if they looked at it.

"Haha! Happy! Only this is the battlefield!" Guan Hai laughed to the sky with blood, holding a large piece of steaming intestine from someone in his hand. Seeing that it looked like the evil spirit who was eating people in hell, the guards who were trying to rush up were all frightened.

On the front battlefield, tall corpses had already piled up under the city wall, and the entire city wall had been stained with blood. Countless imperial guards went on one after another, roaring and stepping on the bodies of their comrades to climb up the high-mounted ladder to rush towards the city. On the top of the city, the archers looked cold and kept shooting arrows in their hands. They seemed to be the legendary god of death. As long as they looked at someone, their lives would only take one arrow.

Many imperial guards gritted their teeth and rushed to the city, but this does not mean that they have succeeded. After the archers, Huang Shao, Zhang Baiqi and Cao Hong led six hundred warriors like three tigers to pounce on them ruthlessly. The stern sword light flashed, and the sharp spear cut through the darkness of the night sky, blood storms, screaming and blood mist filled!

Zhang Bai's blood-stained robe, and his snow-white armor had turned into a bright red blood color. The white spear tassels on the spear in his hand had already drunk the blood. Cao Hong's long sword flew in his hand, and had long forgotten how many enemies who rushed to the city, and he was still slashing and killing wildly was not inferior to Shura again! Huang Shao had no weapons in his hand, but his actions were extremely cruel. He either inserted his fingers into the other party's head or cruelly dug out the opponent's heart and liver. A sinister smile appeared in his eyes, as if he was killing people just for fun.

After a long battle of twenty minutes, the soldiers' throats gradually became hoarse in the crazy shouts, and corpses near Ximen were piled up like mountains. With nearly two thousand living lives, the Imperial Guards did not go further in Ximen's offensive and defensive battle! He Jin's eyes turned red, and his face gradually showed an anxious look.

He clearly heard Qin Yang's bold statement shouting "Hold for an hour" at the top of the city. Qin Yang led his army to defend the West Gate, and he vaguely guessed that reinforcements would surely arrive in Qin Yang. Now one-third of the time has passed. Although the defender's side is also seriously injured, if this continues, He Jin will probably have no way to take down the West Gate within an hour.

"Feng Fang, Xia Mou, Bao Hong, Zhao Rong! I will order you to take down Ximen within ten minutes, otherwise you will come and see you!" He Jin roared loudly with a hoarse voice. He had no way to vent his anger and could only give the death order to the generals under his command.

"Yes!" The four generals named by He Jin received the order in unison, but they smiled bitterly in their hearts. The 30,000 army charged continuously for twenty minutes without any progress. Even if the four people tried their best, they could not complete the task of winning Ximen in ten minutes. But the military orders were as high as a mountain, and they could only obey.

Suddenly, Xia Mou's eyes flashed and saw the Qianjin Gate on the top of the city. After pondering for a moment, he came to He Jin and said, "General, if the enemy has reinforcements, he must open the city to come in. Now our army's attack is not good. It is better to concentrate the troops and rush to the top of the city to destroy the Qianjin Gate. Even if the rebel reinforcements are killed, they will not be able to enter the city smoothly. The rebellious party in the city will definitely cause chaos and attack again. What do you think?"

"Oh?" He Jin's eyes lit up after hearing Xia Mou's suggestion, and he looked at the Qianjin Gate above the city gate above the city gate and thoughtfully. After a moment, He Jin resolutely said: "Okay! General Xia, I will give you a thousand soldiers and horses, regardless of other places where you can attack Qianjin Gate with all your strength! If you destroy Qianjin Gate, I will remember your first achievements!"

"Abide by the order!" Xia Mou happily received the order. He had already seen the guards of all the horse roads and the city walls on the front. He realized that even if he led people to rush up, he would never get any benefits. This time, he led only one thousand people to attack one place, which was much more convenient. Moreover, he also saw that there were only a dozen people near the Qianjin Gate in the city. As long as he rushed up, it would be easier to destroy the Qianjin Gate. Thinking of this, Xia Mou couldn't help but smile. It seemed that he had decided to do this!

"Brothers, rush for me from the left wall of the city gate!" After thinking, Xia Mou hurriedly dispatched troops and mobilized a team of unfair guards to gather under the city wall on the left side of the city gate. Under Xia Mou's personal leadership, these guards were like being driven to the shelves, roaring and climbing up the five ladders standing side by side, and rushing towards the city head wildly. The defense above the city head was suddenly tight, but there were only more than 700 soldiers and archers in front of him. After a fierce battle, there were less than 400 soldiers guarding the city head, so where could there be any extra troops to reinforce here? In just a moment, several soldiers from the guards rushed to the city head to fight.

"Brothers, rush up! The general ordered anyone who destroyed the Qianjin Gate is the first priority! Bounce it for me!" Xia Mou's eyes flashed with excitement and hissing, and he couldn't help but climb a ladder to climb to the top of the city.

"Destroy Qianjin Gate?!" At this time, the three men who stood next to Qianjin Gate silently and cleaned up several imperial guards who had come over silently, and their eyes lit up at the same time. The murderous aura that seemed to be brewing for a long time but could not be vented came out in unison!

The Qianjin Gate is about ten meters away from the city wall facing the inside of the city. From the beginning of the battle to the present, three people have been guarding here. He Jin and Xia Mou, who were sieging the city under the city naturally could not see the movements on the city. When the siege did not make any progress, they could not know the deployment of the troops on the city. In fact, almost all the imperial guards rushed up from near Qianjin Gate were killed by these three people. So the casualties of the soldiers guarding the city at the city were not very serious, and they even had the spare energy to support others. This is why Xia Mou seemed to have weak defenses when he led his troops to attack here. Now, Xia Mou was trying to compete for this title without knowing it, and was just looking forward to making achievements and avenging his previous shame.

"Did I hear it wrong just now? Is anyone going to attack here?" Gan Ning said hesitantly.

"Looking for death." Pei Yuanshao's face was expressionless.

"Haha, it's just right. Even Cao Hong was so excited to kill, I'm almost idle!" Xiahou Dun licked his lips.

"Crash with me!" At this moment, on the outside of the city wall near Qianjin Gate, Xia Mou waved his long sword in his hand to the top of the city...

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