There were fires, thick smoke, howls, screams, explosions from time to time, and fireballs rising into the sky.
Li Feng and Li Cong each led five troops, one to the east and one to the south, setting fires and lighting thunders, like a pack of evil wolves. The huge central city was like a hell on earth...
Lu Yao's heart was like water and he turned a blind eye. Even the thunderous thunder was blocked by his ears, leaving only endless confusion.
He wouldn't be surprised if it were Luo Jian, the Huaishuo town army, the armies from the other five towns, or Rouran's armored cavalry.
Why is it the imperial army that is more than 2,500 miles away?
Just like something you thought was absolutely impossible, it happened right in front of you...
There is no use regretting. We can only try our best to fight for a chance of survival. Lu Yao has even begun to die, just hoping that the city will not be destroyed and Lu Yan will not die.
Otherwise, the Lu family will be wiped out...
Getting closer.
Lu Yao had already seen a strong white shadow approaching him, followed by more than a dozen soldiers.
Fortunately, the city gate has not been opened and the suspension bridge has not been lowered. There is still a chance...
Lu Yao burst out with endless fighting spirit, his face flushed, as if he was drunk. His voice was sharp and sharp, as if he was about to tear his throat:
"What grandpa said: That day thunder was a trick to bluff people. If it can really kill people, why don't these thieves use it instead of fighting us? Don't panic, there are only a dozen of them, just kill them with me..."
At this time, the sky was already bright, and both sides were less than thirty steps away, so it was very clear to see: were there really only a dozen people?
There were only three or four soldiers holding guns in both hands, and the rest only had a three- to four-foot long sword in their hands. And there was a whole brigade of soldiers following Lu Yao, and they all held long guns...
They were so scared that they even thought, "If there is thunder, turn around and run away." A group of generals suddenly became more willing to fight.
"Kill..."
"Kill these bastards to death..."
"Kill...kill...kill..."
It was chaotic at first, but later it turned into a roar. The momentum of hundreds of people was not small, at least Yuan Zhi and others not far from the city could hear it clearly.
Li Chengzhi heard this very clearly.
The same feeling I had when I killed Murong in the formation outside Yuwuwei City came back to me: my heartbeat suddenly accelerated, my heart was extremely excited. My whole body was even trembling, and my two hands were shaking so much that I couldn't hold the spear in my hand. p>
But his consciousness was extremely clear, and his thinking was frighteningly quick. With a slight sweep of his eyes, Li Chengzhi suddenly froze his body.
This place is at least twenty feet away from the city tower, and the road is at most five feet wide. It is the most suitable place to block the enemy... This is it!
Li Xiao, who used all his strength to catch up, bumped into Li Chengzhi's back.
"Master, step back...let your servant come..."
"Go away!"
Li Chengzhi roared fiercely, stabbed his spear, and plunged it into half of the blown-up crossbow.
"Bah..."
Even though it was completely damaged by the bombing, half of the crossbow weighed at least three to four hundred kilograms. However, Li Chengzhi carried it with a gun and slid it to the middle of the wall.
After sliding through half the bridge, the city road was blocked tightly, like two hurdles, and it was very wide.
Li Chengzhi took a deep breath and shouted in a cold voice: "Hold the female wall (on both sides of the wall)..."
While shouting and shouting, Li Shi's tribe rushed behind Li Chengzhi. And Lu Yao on the opposite side was already within three feet...
"Kill!"
Lu Yao used all his strength, straightened his spear, and rushed forward like a galloping horse.
But he only rushed halfway, his front feet were still half a foot away from the ballista blocked in the road, and when the tip of the spear could barely reach the top of the ballista, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.
As if an intuition burst out from Fu Zhi's heart, the hairs all over Lu Yao's body stood up suddenly, and he paused in his steps as if by accident.
Like lightning, a spear flashed past Lu Yao's eyes and struck hard on the head of a general who was rushing past Lu Yao.
There was a "bang" sound, like a big mallet ringing a copper bell. When the gun blade and the iron helmet met, a stream of sparks flew out. The general was whipped off his feet, turned over and fell to the top of the city.
Lu Yao didn't even have time to blink, and the spear went back and forth, passing through his eyes again, and accurately struck the neck of a general on the right.
Just as he felt the cold wind blowing across his face, a head shot up into the sky. With another "squeak" sound, blood spurted out from the severed cavity like an arrow.
A rain of blood fell, covering Lu Yao's head and face. Li Chengzhi's third shot followed closely.
This time there were a lot of soldiers charging at them, and three of them were knocked down by this shot, but only one was swept off the city wall. The remaining two were knocked down on the ballista.
Are you standing a little too far forward?
Li Chengzhi pierced the neck of a general and shouted coldly: "Back off, half a foot!"
Li Xiaoxian and Huangfuzhong, who were holding guns on both sides, and the two tribes behind them all stepped back.
The arrow is on the string and must be fired!
The soldiers who followed were not frightened by these three shots, but rushed to kill Li Chengzhi while roaring.
But the wall passage is only five feet wide, and at most four or five people can walk side by side. The soldiers are thickly clad and wearing armor, so how agile can they be?
The crossbow cart blocking the road was three feet high and six or seven feet wide, and there were many stubbles, sharp and sharp, making it impossible to jump over. The soldiers could only put their guns under their arms, use their hands and feet to climb onto the city crossbow and jump again.
Next...
Just these few breaths of delay are enough for Li Chengzhi to take it easy and take it easy.
The two-foot-long gun is like a poisonous dragon, more like a steel whip. It crosses one and stabs one, and it turns over and kills two.
Li Xiaoxian and Lieutenant Huangfu mastered the Baijia Army's unique "Wu-style assault" formation. They cooperated even more closely with Li Chengzhi. However, if there were any fish that slipped through the net, these two men would make up for them. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers were swept off the city wall, and seven or eight corpses were left under the city's crossbows. It was quite the momentum of "three men block the barrier, and ten thousand men cannot open it". Behind them were two Shi Lis.
This part is like watching a play, my eyes are burning with anxiety but I can’t exert myself...
Soldiers surged past him like a tide, but Lu Yao's legs seemed to be nailed to the ground, and the tip of his spear was stuck in the cracks of the bricks under the ballista, firmly pressed against the breastplate.
If it hadn't been like this, he would have been crowded by soldiers and climbed over the city crossbow, and died under Li Chengzhi's gun.
There was only a slight difference, that is, the body and head were different...
Lu Yao's eyes were full of surprise and doubt as he stared at the spear that exuded endless murderous intent and would surely cause soldiers to fall to the ground if he waved it casually.
The blade is three feet long and more than an inch wide, and the armor-breaking shuttle blade is three feet thick and two feet long?
It's just that this sword weighs six or seven kilograms, which is too heavy for ordinary military generals to use as sword wielders.
The pistol grip (copper counterweight at the end) is nearly a foot long and over an inch thick. Add in the wrist-thickness of the gun shaft, and the length of the gun should be at least thirty kilograms.
The spears used by the spearmen in the army weigh only six to eight pounds...
Lu Yao could swear that he had been a soldier for half his life, fought in battles for half his life, and had seen many people using horses. But today was definitely the first time that he could use such a sharp weapon like a chopstick under a horse.
If not for every wave of the sword, there would be a flash of sparks, or a bloody arrow shooting up, he would almost think that the sword was made of paper...
It was when he suddenly saw this spear that an ordinary soldier would gasp for breath, but at this moment it was as light as a feather, that Lu Yao suddenly realized, and narrowly escaped with his life...
Who is this?
In my impression, the only ones who can use such heavy troops and do so easily are Xi Kangsheng and Yang Dayan?
But both of them are over fifty, but this one has a tender face that can pinch water, and there are not even a few beards on his lips. He is clearly a young man.
Not only is he young, but he is also very handsome. How much more handsome is he than the beautiful Yuan Yi?
Such a fierce general is by no means an unknown person, but why don’t you have any impression of him?
No comments, his eyes passed over the cloud chariot that had arrived at the city gate and the handsome flag fluttering in the wind. A light seemed to flash in his mind, and Lu Yao's face turned as pale as snow.
Li Chengzhi?
Li Chengzhi, who killed Murong in the midst of thousands of troops...
How is that possible?
The marshal who rebuked the rebels with great dignity is the most respected prince of the county. Instead of sitting in the army, you actually sneaked into the city, risked a narrow escape, and acted in harmony with the outside?
It was so ridiculous to think about it, but for some reason, Lu Yao felt so sure in his heart. As soon as the idea came out, he didn't waver at all.
Definitely Li Chengzhi!
If you kill him, wouldn't it be possible to turn defeat into victory on the spot?
A burst of hot blood suddenly burst out from his heart, and instantly surged into his mind. His eyes were stinging red. Lu Yao used all his strength to roar: "Kill...kill him..."
……
The army did not rush under the West City in a swarm, but in an orderly manner, fast but not chaotic, let alone panic.
Therefore, although the distance is almost the same, Yuan Zhi on horseback is much slower than Lu Yao on foot.
By the time he reached the west city gate, Li Chengzhi had already fought with the city wall defenders.
At this time, the sky has become bright, and a golden edge has jumped out in the east. The morning glow is like fire, just like the hot blood splashed on the city.
As a temporary commander, in order to issue orders, Yuan Zhi naturally had to board the cloud chariot, so he could see very clearly:
A general in a leather robe swung a long spear through the air. He stabbed, chopped, hacked, or whipped... the heads of people killed were rolling in, corpses were all over the city, and four to five hundred defenders were killed.
They were blocked in the city road, unable to advance even an inch.
There is a general in the same clothes on each side holding a gun, but most of them are just picking up missing guns. As for the two soldiers behind him... it's like watching a show?
Every time the white-robed army waved its sword, something fell to the city: either a head, an arm, or a living person...
His ears were filled with harsh roars, curses, screams, and the sound of "dong-dong" of living people or corpses falling under the city, but they were all made by the rebels.
On the other hand, it was surprisingly quiet.
He didn't even listen to the roar of the white-robed general, nor did he feel how strenuous he was. He seemed extremely relaxed and content.
You kill people so lightly, where did such a fierce general come from?
Li Chengzhi’s men are really hiding dragons and crouching tigers...
As if seeing Yang Dayan and Xi Kangsheng back then, Yuan Zhi felt infinite pride and passion in his heart: "Haha, what a hero... Yuan is here to help you..."
While laughing, Yuan Zhi stretched out his hand, took the bow from the guard, drew the arrow like flying, and stringed it...
Li Chengzhi was so obsessed with killing that he didn't even hear Yuan Zhi's laughter.
It wasn't until a sharp arrow flew past his face and hit the face of a soldier who had climbed over the city crossbow that he suddenly realized it.
Just a few inches away, the arrow would have hit his head...
When I turned around, there was another "whoosh" sound.
This one was closer and almost brushed his felt hat. Li Chengzhi even felt the cold wind as the arrow flew past.
In the flash of lightning, the two looked at each other...
"Yuan Zhi, I fuck your uncle, do you want to kill me?"
Roaring loudly, Li Chengzhi slashed with his long spear and beheaded a soldier from the top of the city.
The Yuan bird of prey was messy in the wind, as if it were petrified, and its two ox eyes were as wide as lanterns.
He found it even more incredible than Lu Yao.
This fierce general standing alone in the city road, unmatched by ten thousand men, turned out to be Li Chengzhi... No, Marshal?
There is a popular rumor among the people: Li Chengzhi bravely conquered the three armies and would never lose to Guan Zhang in the Three Kingdoms, Wen Yang in the late Wei Dynasty...
Yuan Zhi has always scoffed, but it was only today that he was shocked: The legend... is actually true?