Huang Zhong urged his horse up, watching the enemy generals rushing towards them with tiger eyes, and roared: "Kill!"
Huang Zhong threw the long knife to the soldiers on the side with one hand, turned his hand to take the long bow, sighted the opponent's horse, and suddenly shot an arrow.
"Whoosh!" The long arrow broke through the wind, and the enemy general's war horse was immediately hit by the arrow, causing him to fall off his horse. The enemy general immediately turned over and fell off his horse, knocking the other man off his horse.
Huang Zhong put away the long bow in his hand and took out a crossbow from his waist. The black cavalry under his command seemed to have been prepared for a long time. They took out the crossbows on their horses and heard: "Whoosh whoosh whoosh... whoosh whoosh whoosh."
Whoosh!”
The sky was full of cold arrows shooting at the enemy troops, and people kept falling off their horses and getting injured. The enemy general was saved from being killed because he was knocked off his horse by an arrow shot by Huang Zhong. While watching, his subordinates
Most of the soldiers were killed or injured.
The enemy army, which was originally full of murderous intent, was like a deflated balloon at this time. All its energy and spirit were forced to be suppressed, and it retreated towards the city gate in panic.
"waste!"
On top of the city, Fan Tong, who had been watching the battle, couldn't help but yell angrily.
There were only a few hundred enemy troops, but he sent a thousand men. However, this was the result of a face-to-face encounter. After seeing this scene with his own eyes, Fan Tong was really shocked and angry.
Fortunately, this group of people had completed their mission. During this time, Chen Xuanbao and Zhang Han had entered the city gate cave.
Thinking of this, Fan Tong's mood improved a little.
However, Fan Tong's good mood actually only lasted for a moment.
At the city gate, Zhang Han had just sneaked in, and his true identity in Lushan had already been revealed. He casually snatched a single sword from a soldier's hand and killed several people in a row with an ordinary single sword!
Blossoming knife flowers! Those who look at them are dazzled.
Due to the chaos at the city gate, there was no time to close the city gate in time. Huang Zhong followed closely behind and led hundreds of black cavalry to rush in.
Wen Zhong, who was waiting in the distance, was also very energetic when he saw the signal that the city gate had been falsely opened. He immediately waved his hands and shouted: "The time has come! The whole army charges!"
At this moment, Fan Tong had already reacted. Facing the chaotic situation, he immediately shouted: "Fire arrows! Shoot at the city gate!"
The soldiers on the left and right immediately bent their bows and set arrows, and all they heard was: "Swish, swish, swish... swish, swish!"
The sky was full of cold arrows heading towards the city gate. However, at this late hour, it was difficult for these archers to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Not only did they not kill many enemies, but they accidentally injured many of their own brothers.
Zhang Han pushed away the hedgehog-like body, panting heavily, and glanced at the broken arrow on his calf. Zhang Han took a deep breath, reached out and broke the arrow directly, and relied on the broken arrow he picked up from the ground.
Holding a long spear, he stood up with a grin on his face.
He was the one who rushed forward. Although it was difficult for the archers to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy at night, he was still forced to receive a lot of care.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and pulled himself up from the ground, with the two corpses blocking his body. Otherwise, it would not have been those two corpses that turned into hedgehogs, but Zhang Han himself.
In order to win this battle, Zhang Han really suffered a lot of grievances. He was shot by his own men before, and now he withstood a wave of enemy attacks. It was really miserable to the extreme.
"General Zhang! How about it? You can still withstand it!" Huang Zhong helped Zhang Han repel an enemy with a sword and protected Zhang Han behind him.
Zhang Han took a deep breath and looked at the countless enemies around him rushing towards them one after another. The slanted hair on his forehead naturally fell off. Zhang Han said with an indifferent expression: "It doesn't matter! General Huang! How are you doing?"
In fact, there is not much difference between being injured when fighting on the battlefield and drinking and eating food. In this world, there are a few people who can fight on the battlefield without getting hurt at all.
This little injury is not serious enough to force Zhang Han to step into the line of fire. This little injury is not serious enough to force a soldier to retreat from the battlefield.
"Hahaha, even these soft-footed shrimps can't defeat me!" Huang Zhong's tone was full of disdain, and he killed two enemies who were about to attack them with a backhand knife. The blood was rolling, dyeing the yellow red.
Huang Zhong's cheeks, but Huang Zhong seemed to be a fine person.
Also, like Huang Zhong and others, they have seen too many elite soldiers and generals of the Zhendong Frontier Army. To them, these people now are really not much different from soft-footed shrimps.
"Hahaha, if that's the case, then a certain family will work with General Huang to open the way for the army!" Zhang Hanhao said angrily.
Under the cover of Huang Zhong, Zhang Han simply bandaged himself, then raised a spear and limped toward the enemy.
Even though Zhang Han was injured at this time, he was still like a ferocious tiger. If he were to face some strong generals, with Zhang Han's current state, he would naturally be weak and unable to last long, and he might even die.
There is a risk of falling. However, in the face of such small pawns, it is still a tiger among the sheep.
"Fire the arrow!" Fan Tong pointed in the direction outside the city and yelled hoarsely.
Fan Tong was originally a member of the civil service system, but at this moment, he had a bit more of an iron-blooded flavor.
Fan Tong was not good at military affairs.
But he knew that only a few hundred people were entering the city now.
However, outside the city, a large group of dark enemies were rushing towards them. They could fight out hundreds of them. However, once the main force of the enemy army entered the city, they would really have no choice but to wait and die.
"Huh! Don't worry, just rush forward!" Wen Zhong roared furiously, and Mo Qilin sprinted out of thin air. When Wen Zhong's figure appeared again, he had already rushed to the city gate.
To Wen Zhong, the archers on the city wall were nothing more than appearances and could not pose a real threat to them.
For Wen Zhong and the others, the biggest threat is actually time.
Once they hesitated for a moment outside the city, once Huang Zhong, Zhang Han and the others could not hold on and were driven out, once the city gate was closed during this moment, once they failed to enter the city in time.
There, they wasted so much effort in setting up such a plan, but in the end they all fell short.
Therefore, let alone a mere rain of arrows, what if it was a rain of shells. Even if it was a rain of shells, they could only fight their way in.