Niu Dawa's roar was heart-wrenching, filled with endless sorrow, sadness and grievance. Listening to the whistling wind in his ears, feeling the rapid speed of his fall, and recalling the various humiliations and tortures he suffered during this period,
As well as the damn dog barking, he suddenly felt endless humiliation and deep despair in his heart. He felt that the whole world had lost its color, and he might as well just fall down and die.
But there was a louder voice deep in his heart, one that was enough to set a prairie fire on fire and an unforgettable hatred. He vowed that one day he would throw this damn short-legged fat dog into a pot and stew it, and he would also let it stew.
It imitates the braying of pigs, donkeys, and tortoises——
"Woof woof woof——"
Anger and hatred aroused Niu Dawa's desire to live. He fidgeted with his limbs desperately to fly, but the more he fidgeted, the faster he fell. Looking at the bottom, it was initially as big as an ink dot, but in the blink of an eye it had become like a village.
The same size as Yancheng, his face was so green that he knew that there was not much time left for him.
Niu Dawa took a few deep breaths to force herself to calm down, slowly closed her eyes, calmed her mind, relaxed her body and mind, and sensed and communicated with the wind elements around her.
In fact, before coming here, he had initially sensed the existence of the wind element, but he had not yet been able to control the power of the wind element and realize the realm of wind. After dozens of attempts and failures, the dog master naturally used his disciple
Take this unique skill to the sky and let him experience the feeling of flying in the wind, and he will be able to realize the realm of wind in no time.
Master Gou's wise saying is: "If a dog can jump over the wall when he is anxious, then he will definitely be able to go to heaven if he is anxious. There is no problem that cannot be solved, as long as you hurry up, it will be fine."
Every time he heard this sentence, Niu Dawa felt so angry that he really wanted to find a stick to beat his bastard to make him jump over the wall.
Rain of arrows, rolling stones, wood, fire bombs, and hot oil instantly covered the distance of five hundred steps below the city wall after Qiu Zhan gave the order. In an instant, the bottom of the city wall turned into a sea of fire and hell, with shrill cries and screams.
People shudder.
This is war. In the face of war, human life is as worthless as an ant.
Sixty-eight years ago, the Daya people lost the lives of 1.3 million troops under the city wall of Yancheng, and they just captured Yancheng from the unstoppable Wei Dynasty. Later, Zhang Butcher led his troops to counterattack, which was even stronger than him.
It took the lives of 900,000 soldiers under the city wall to capture it.
Therefore, Yancheng is also called the city of bones.
Therefore, even if the gate of Yancheng is wide open, it is not as easy as thought to capture it in one fell swoop.
The city gate is right in front of the rebels, but it is like an insurmountable gap that is difficult to cross.
Strong bows and heavy crossbows are firing accurately at the rebel officers. Especially the eight-pointed Zhuxian heavy crossbow with a far range of 3,000 paces. More than 200 of them are placed on the city wall. Each shot will inevitably take away a high-ranking rebel.
general.
However, for the rebels, these are not fatal. What is fatal is that they have lost their supreme commander.
A snake cannot fly without a head, and a bird cannot fly without wings.
The military formation was in chaos and their morale was shattered.
Some people rushed forward as if they were dead, while others turned around and ran away in a panic. Those who rushed forward were unable to get the cover of the siege vehicles behind them and became living targets. Those who turned around and ran away disrupted the formation behind them and made them even more chaotic.
Improved military morale.
boom!
Wei Ziyan was still galloping among millions of troops, and his goal was very clear, which was the huge siege chariots. Because the Yancheng city wall was so towering, if there were not enough siege chariots to support it, it would be impossible to break through.
Yancheng is nothing more than a fool's dream.
catapult, catapult
More than thirty vehicles, ladders, ram vehicles, etc., had been chopped into pieces by his sword. For the rebels, this loss was not insignificant.
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!" The man in golden armor held the command flag in his hand and roared hysterically. His round, bloodshot red eyes shot out a ferocious light, as if he wanted to choose and devour anyone.
.
Under his command, the Octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbow was loaded and fired as quickly as possible.
It stands to reason that at such a close distance, the Octagonal Immortal Killing Crossbow should be invincible, but it still failed to shoot Wei Ziyan off his horse, and it did not even hurt the horse under his crotch. Instead, Wei Ziyan took advantage of it and shot his own side.
The two star powers. Upon seeing this, the remaining star powers immediately distanced themselves from Wei Ziyu, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of their companions.
As a result, Wei Ziyan became even more unscrupulous in his charge.
The golden-armored man's eyes were about to burst, and he almost shattered his steel teeth. As he also possessed the space domain, he realized belatedly that Wei Ziyi's attainments in the space domain were so extraordinary that even the stars could not capture them.
Where his true identity is, the figure Wei Ziyan showed them was actually all an illusion.
He reluctantly put down the command flag in his hand and looked at Wei Ziyan as if he was in a deserted place, killing his millions of troops and turning them upside down. Suddenly, his nose felt sore and he almost couldn't help crying. He felt like being bullied by Wei Ziyan on the ground.
Feeling of grievance.
"Order the army to continue the attack!"
"The siege tanks keep up with them and give the enemy the most violent blow!"
"Those who disobey orders will be killed!"
"Behead those who are timid!"
"Young General Xiahou, you have learned the true legacy of the old general. I will leave this battlefield to you for the time being."
"Ignore that madman for now. I have my own way of dealing with him."
The man in golden armor issued a series of instructions, then looked at a middle-aged man next to him who looked similar to Xiahou Lou, and handed the command flag into his hand.
This man's name is Xiahou Hongyuan, and he is the only son of Xiahou Lou.
"I will live up to the king's trust!" Xiahou Hongyuan bowed to accept the order. His eyes were red and his steel teeth were shattered. The pain of his deceased father was beyond words, but he was extremely skilled in tactics. Seeing that his deceased father's head was still in Wei Ziqian's hand.
But he still suppressed the overwhelming anger and hatred in his heart and kept the overall situation at heart.
Xiahou Hongyuan took over the order flag and immediately issued orders one after another. The military orders were passed to the front. The chaotic morale of the army was finally calmed down and the attack was organized again. Unfortunately, it had lost the vigor of going all out.
At the same time, the siege tanks also received clear instructions to launch a fierce attack on Yancheng, covering the soldiers under the city wall to attack the city gate.
"This guy is not simple!" Seeing that the defeated enemy army stabilized in an instant, Qiu Zhan's eyes fell on Xiahou Hongyuan in the distance and gave him a high evaluation.
To save an army of three million from a decline, all military orders must be organized in an orderly manner. Without extremely high military literacy, this would never be possible.
"It's a pity - it's still a bit tender!" Qiu Zhan's eyes suddenly turned cold, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted solemnly: "Put on the secondary string, drive level three, and eat all their siege vehicles for me!"
Creaking——
Suddenly, the sound of winding strings sounded from the city wall.
"Report to the marshal, the third level force is ready!"
"kill!"
Rolling stones larger than millstones, sizzling fire bombs, and fuel in wooden barrels were shot out from the towering walls of Yancheng, drawing an extremely long arc in the air toward the rebel attackers.
The city car smashed into it.
Click!
boom!
Although every attack
There were expert defenses on the city cars, but they still couldn't stop the surging attacks. In an instant, broken wood flew everywhere, fire bombs roared, and tongues of fire puffed out.
In just one attack, the rebels lost half of their siege vehicles.
"How is that possible?!" Xia Hou Hongyuan saw this with an expression of disbelief on his face.
His siege chariot can attack the Yancheng city wall, so the war equipment on the Yancheng city wall can naturally attack his chariot. This is reasonable, so he is not surprised that the chariot is attacked.
What surprised him, and even made him unbelievable, was why Yancheng's equipment could maintain such fierce power despite having such a long range, leaving the experts responsible for protecting the safety of the tanks unable to do anything.
"Attack!" Xiahou Hongyuan made a prompt decision and ordered the chariot to advance rapidly, close to the powerful killing range of the chariot, and launch an attack on Yancheng.
It is impossible for a chariot to withdraw from the battlefield, and if it is far away, it can only be beaten passively, so it is better to rush forward and hurt each other, even if it hurts the enemy eight hundred and damages one thousand.
Xiahou Hongyuan raised a green command flag in his hand, which was the command flag of the cavalry.
"Good boy, so cruel!" Qiu Zhan couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw Xiahou Hongyuan's response. He never expected that Xiahou Hongyuan would be so desperate.
"Kill!" Wei Ziyan suddenly turned his horse's head and charged towards Xiahou Hongyuan. The rebels' methodical attack caught his attention, and then he set his sights on Xiahou Hongyuan, who was commanding.
Seeing Wei Ziyu charging towards him, Xiahou Hongyuan was so frightened that his hair stood on end and his scalp went numb.
His father used his wealth and life to prove the strength of this man. He must not follow in his late father's footsteps, so he must not let this man get close.
Wei Ziyan rode his horse to charge, and slashed at a man who was wielding a spear with his sword. If he could wield a spear in the army, if he was not a spearman, then he would be a general with good force.
Looking at the badge on the man's shoulder, he was clearly a major general.
When he saw Wei Ziyan's sword slashing at him, his face instantly turned pale as a sheet of paper. He felt as if his name had been marked in a life-and-death fight by the Lord of Hell, and he had to die.
"Ah!" His hair and beard were spread out, and he roared hysterically, with both fear and anger. He turned around and shot, and his true energy bloomed at the tip of the gun.
This was his strongest shot, but he didn't have any hope in his heart, because this man who looked like a devil coming to the world was too terrifying.
However, what he couldn't believe was that the gun in his hand actually pierced the man's blood-stained armor and penetrated his chest, while the sword in the man's hand stopped in mid-air for some reason.
But before he had time to be happy, the man's sword that had stopped in mid-air suddenly fell down and struck his head diagonally, as if his head was sliced off.
"Cough - cough cough -" Wei Ziyan threw away Xiahoulou's head, reached out and grasped the body of the spear inserted into his chest, and pulled it out, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood.
He couldn't help but have a sad smile on his face, feeling that his life had come to an end.
He looked far ahead, where a luxuriously decorated chariot was parked. The decoration style told him that this chariot must belong to a woman.
Who is the woman?
He already has the answer in his mind.
Before he died, he wanted to see the woman again so that he could die without regrets.
"Drive!" Wei Ziyan changed direction and charged towards the chariot in the distance.
Xiahou Hongyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He stared at the bloody hole in Wei Ziyan's chest, took a deep breath, suppressed his desire to avenge his father, and returned his gaze to the battlefield.
