In the sky, dark clouds covered the sun, and there was a roar and thunder and lightning shining.
"Whoa whoa whoa."
The heavy rain poured down, its force was endless, and it was despairing.
A strong wind swept across the ground, extremely violent.[
On this day, the weather was bad, extremely bad.
Under this violent storm, there was almost no one in Yecheng. Only the patrol soldiers sent by Yuan Shao would rush forward in this violent storm.
"Da da da."
At this moment, a patrol team of 2c went from east to west. This team of soldiers held spears and bows and wore raincoats. They looked a bit mighty from a distance.
But upon closer inspection, one can see the dejection and even despair on the faces of these soldiers.
"It's been a month, it's been a month. No matter how violent the storm, whether it's lightning and thunder, no matter how heavy the losses are, the Han army outside the city is raging like a "tide", and the offensive is endless. It's unbearable.
, it’s really unbearable. Why don’t we just surrender? After all, we are also from the Han Dynasty.”
Suddenly, a soldier seemed to have gone crazy. He stopped and stopped patrolling. Instead, he looked up to the sky and shouted, with tears streaming down his face.
In the capital of Zhao State, this sentence was absolutely treasonous. But the soldiers in this patrol team did not embarrass this soldier.
We are all members of the same team, this is one of them.
Everyone thinks so too, and this is the second one.
When one of them seemed to be going crazy, they expressed their feelings.
The Han army is so terrible, so terrible. The continuous offensive makes people despair. Why don't they choose to surrender?
The thoughts of this group of soldiers are the thoughts of countless Zhao soldiers in Yecheng.i^
Wrong, not countless.
A month ago, Zhao's army would have numbered 70,000. But how many are left now? Is it 30,000 or 40,000?
I can’t figure it out, anyway, many people are dead, corpses are piling up in the city every day, and sparks are falling again and again.
Anyway, a feeling of despair and instability has filled the city head of Yecheng.
"kill."
At this time, a faint roar of killing sound spread from the thunder and lightning.[
"Alas, the momentum of the Han army has become stronger again." The soldiers immediately knew that the momentum of the Han army had become stronger again. They sighed and left indifferently.
That's right, the morale of the Han army outside Yecheng north of the city is definitely strong at this moment.
"Click."
With a click, the flagpole of the "Zhao" handsome flag on the north side of Yecheng city collapsed. Just now, countless soldiers from both sides of the enemy and ours saw with their own eyes that a bolt of lightning hit the target.
It was lightning that broke the "Zhao" military commander's flag.
God is going to destroy Zhao Jun.
At this moment, the Han army was as powerful as a rainbow and more murderous. On the other hand, the Zhao army looked pale and its hands and feet were weak.
No one dares to underestimate God’s prophecy.
"Boom."
At this moment, another lightning flashed, and the light penetrated thirty thousand miles.
In this ray of light, Yuan Shao's face was reflected.
At this moment, Yuan Shao was standing in front of the city gate tower, and the collapsed flag was at his feet. The country's name "Zhao" collapsed beside Yuan Shao.
Yuan Shao's face was expressionless. His face was expressionless. At normal times, this would be a relatively normal expression, but at this moment, it looked a little scary, extremely scary.
Like the tens of thousands of feet of ice, it exudes a cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
At this moment, in addition to Yuan Shao, there are Yuan Tan, Feng Ji, and Qu Yi who once swore an oath in front of Yuan Shao to fight for Yuan Shao, but they have disappeared.
Qu Yi is dead.
He died suddenly due to fatigue.
After Qu Yi died, Yuan Shao personally cremated him and then threw it away.
Really, throw it away.
At this moment, Yuan Shao couldn't even bury this confidant, because Yuan Shao knew that Ye City would be destroyed, and if he was buried, the bones would be dragged out by the Han army and whipped.
Therefore, Qu Yi could only lay waste to his bones.
"I'm really exhausted." Deep in Yuan Shao's heart, he let out a faint sigh.[
It was unheard of, but Yuan Shao knew that his road was over.
In the end, he was trapped in the city for only a month. It took many years less than he imagined.
The casualties caused to the Han army were also far beyond Yuan Shao's expectation. They were not more, but less.
Yuan Shao wanted to continue, but he knew that he had exhausted all his strength and the city would be defeated in just a few days.
Below the city, in front of the Han army camp, Liu Feng stood under the canopy. Because of the heavy rain and lightning, he was not wearing armor, but was wearing the crown and crown of the crown prince.
At this moment, even though he was protected by the amulet, Liu Feng's crown and uniform were still wet from the rain.
And his face was surprisingly similar to Yuan Shao's, expressionless.
Yes, in Yuan Shao's view, the city he guarded for a month was too few. The casualties he caused to the Han army were also too few.
But for Liu Feng, his army had already suffered enough losses.
There were so many that Liu Feng became numb.
It was actually the most brutal fight since Liu Feng's debut. Liu Feng knew that he had to learn to accept it.
Because this is just Yuan Shao, there are Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Ce and others below. These people are more difficult to deal with than Yuan Shao.
Therefore, during this period of time, Liu Feng gradually accepted it.
Acceptance is acceptance, but the anger is difficult to extinguish.
"The hatred of death disappears." Liu Feng took a deep breath and looked in the direction of Yecheng. Although the violent storm made his vision a little blurry, Liu Feng knew that Yuan Shao was still standing there.
Only when one's hatred disappears can one let go.
The leaders of both sides were one of the crown princes and generals of the Han Dynasty, and the other was King Zhao of the State of Zhao. They all knew in their hearts that Yecheng would not last long.
But even so, the soldiers on both sides still fought for it and killed each other fiercely.
The fighting on this day was the same as the fighting in the past. At the end of the day, the sky turned dark and both sides stopped to rest.
What was left behind were corpses one after another, blood that almost dyed the earth red, and traces of swords, guns, swords and halberds. It was too horrible to look at.
One month's time, one month's fighting to the death, can be imagined how brutal it was.
"Tan'er, come here. It's time to discuss." Yuan Shao did not leave. After standing still for a long time, he turned to Yuan Tan and said.
"promise."
Yuan Tan Momo agreed. Then the father and son, plus Fengji, got off the city, got on the carriage, and slowly returned to the palace.
It's time to discuss breaking out of the encirclement and send this most talented son away to leave a spark of fire for the Yuan family.