Seven hundred and fortieth chapters to level the enemy city for this king
Fazheng was right. If Cao Cao turned a blind eye to the fall of Chang'an, he would just wait for his army in Luocheng to collapse.
If it were Yan Liang, he would immediately mobilize troops and go to Chang'an to quell the rebellion.
"There shouldn't be many soldiers and horses after ambush. If Cao Cao leads his army back to quell the rebellion, these people alone will not be able to sustain it for long. The king should immediately send troops to capture Luokou."
The poisonous scholar Jia Xu, at this time, also agreed with Fa Zheng's offensive proposal.
"Brother Wang, just give the order. Let's work together to level Luokou." Lu Lingqi's blood was boiling and she excitedly asked for battle.
"Eradicate Luokou"
"Eradicate Luokou"
All the generals in the tent waved their fists and shouted excitedly for battle.
The counselors all declared to go to war, and the generals were all eager to try. The silent battle in the Chu army suddenly became high-spirited.
At this moment, Yan Liang had even more doubts. He immediately slapped the case and stood up, saying boldly: "Pass this king's order, all the troops will be sent out, and Luokou will be leveled for me!"
When the order was passed, the generals immediately led their troops and horses, came out of the camp one after another, and rushed toward Luokou City.
Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Zhang Ren, Lu Lingqi, Zhu Huan, Ling Tong, and Yan Liang rushed out all their elites in front of the tent, and an army of more than 100,000 people rushed towards the frozen Luokou City like a tide.
"kill"
"kill"
The loud shouts of death and the rumbling of iron hoofs shook the sky so much that the ice on the walls of Luokou City broke.
Facing the mighty killing force of the Chu army, the huddled Cao soldiers on top of the city were all panicked and stunned with fear.
After receiving the urgent report, Cao Zhen hurried up to the top of the city and looked around. It was already dark outside the city, and countless Chu troops were pouring in overwhelmingly.
"The prime minister has just left, how come the Chu army came to attack the city so quickly? Did the Yan thieves know about the Chang'an mutiny?"
The shocked Cao Zhen had no time to think about it and shouted: "Everyone who can take up arms will be sent to the city. We must guard the city. Anyone who dares to retreat even half a step will be killed without mercy!"
Under Cao Zhen's scolding, the remaining tens of thousands of Cao's soldiers in the city had no choice but to muster their will and climbed up to the top of the city to fight.
The water dragon attack lasted for more than ten days. Cao's army froze to death in front of them. The remaining tens of thousands of people also suffered from frostbite.
Many of Cao's soldiers who had barely reached the top of the city had their hands cracked by the cold and could not even hold weapons.
The Chu army who was attacking the city kept enjoying the fire. Before the battle, they had a feast of wine and meat.
Comparing the two armies, the Chu army had an absolute advantage in both strength and morale.
The only thing Cao Zhen and his remaining soldiers can rely on now may be Luokou City.
Outside the city, under the red king's banner, Yan Liang drew his green dragon sword forward and shouted: "Soldiers of Da Chu, give it to me. Whoever boards Luokou City first will be rewarded heavily by me."
Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men.
Countless soldiers of the Chu army crossed the moat that had long been frozen and erected ladders high.
The brave soldiers of the Chu army braved the fierce cold wind and climbed up bravely, shouting.
Looking down at Luokou from the air, we can see the densely packed Chu troops on the three city walls in the north, south, east and west, crawling all over the city walls like ants.
"Sumu, Luo Shi, I will give these enemies a hard hit!" Cao Zhen waved his sword and shouted hoarsely.
Cao's army suffered from frostbite and low morale, but their combat effectiveness was less than half that of usual. Most of them could not even draw their bows and crossbows. How could they suppress the Chu army's human sea tactics?
Along the front line of the city, Chu generals were galloping back and forth, commanding the soldiers to attack bravely.
The general in charge of the attack in the front area of Dongcheng was none other than Zhao Yun, who had just arrived.
Yan Liang handed over the main offensive responsibility to Zhao Yun. On the one hand, he trusted Zhao Yun's ability, and on the other hand, he also wanted to give the newly promoted Zhao Yun a chance to make meritorious deeds.
Yan Liang has always been clear about rewards and punishments when managing the army. Only when Zhao Yun has made meritorious deeds can Yan Liang use him more effectively.
Of course, Zhao Yun understood Yan Liang's hard work. This time he led the Chu army in battle for the first time, and he had already put out a lot of fighting spirit.
"Archers, aim at the enemy at the top of the city and shoot me hard!" Zhao Yun pointed his silver gun at the top of the city and shouted loudly.
Nearly five thousand crossbowmen gathered in front of the city moat and fired endlessly at Cao's army at the top of the city.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~
The sound of breaking through the sky is endless.
Under the dense rain of arrows, screams were heard one after another on the top of the city. Cao Jun, who was hit by arrows one after another, fell down the city with a howling scream, and fell on the cold ice, smashing into pieces.
Along the city line, hundreds of ladders have been erected, and nearly 20,000 soldiers of the Chu army are climbing up them regardless of their safety.
One soldier was hit by an arrow and fell, but the soldiers behind him immediately hit it again without blinking an eye.
The doctors in the medical camp led by Zhang Zhongjing braved the arrows from the top of the city and ran back and forth along the city to treat the wounded who still had a chance of survival.
Every Chu army soldier is Yan Liang's precious asset. As long as they have a breath, Yan Liang will not sit back and watch them die.
Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Chu army, under the command of Zhao Yun, completely seized the advantage. Dozens of warriors had already broken through to the top of the city, ascended the city and started a close fight with the enemy.
Cao Zhen, who was at the top of the city, saw that the right front line was about to be unable to withstand it, so he hurriedly led his more than 300 soldiers to come to support.
Cao Zhen's iron spears danced wildly, stabbing down several Chu soldiers one after another, and successfully recaptured several climbing points controlled by the Chu army.
Hundreds of Chu soldiers, under the pressure of Cao Zhen, either fell on the top of the city or were forced to fall from the top of the city.
Zhao Yun, who was in command below the city, clearly saw the situation. He immediately hung up his silver spear, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Bring the bow!"
The soldiers on the left and right urgently handed over an iron tire bow.
Zhao Yun held a hard bow in his hand. He opened the bow like a crescent moon, and the arrow shot out like a shooting star. With a low whistle, the sharp arrow flew out of the string and headed straight for Cao Zhen at the top of the city like lightning.
Cao Zhen, who was fighting in the city, heard a buzzing sound approaching and knew that an arrow was coming. He glanced sideways and saw a stream of light rushing towards him.
Cao Zhen's spear was too powerful to fight back, so he had to make a mistake and try to dodge the incoming arrow.
However, Zhao Yun's archery skills were superb, and the arrow came very quickly. When Cao Zhen's figure only moved slightly, the sharp arrow was already whizzing towards him.
puff!
The sharp arrow hit Cao Zhen on the left shoulder.
Cao Zhen groaned, and under the impact of the arrow, he stumbled back a few steps and hit the wall of the city tower heavily.
Although Cao Zhen avoided the fatal blow, his left shoulder was seriously injured by an arrow. His power was greatly reduced for a while, and he could no longer dance across the city with his spear.
Without Cao Zhen's gun, the combat effectiveness of Cao's army at the top of the city was greatly reduced. The Chu army took advantage of the situation to counterattack. Large groups of soldiers rushed to the top of the city, ruthlessly slashing at the frightened Cao's army with swords and spears.
Ghosts cry and wolves howl, leaving no trace of armor behind.
In a short time, Cao's army on the front line of Dongcheng collapsed.
With a roar, the suspension bridge crashed down, and the ice covering it splashed into the sky with ice chips.
The city gate, which was tightly connected and covered with frost, was creaking open from the inside by the Chu army that rushed into the city.
Seeing this, Zhao Yun jumped on his horse, crossed his spear, and shouted: "All the soldiers of Da Chu, follow me and kill them all in!"
Amidst the long roar, Zhao Yun rode like lightning, stepped across the suspension bridge, and headed straight for the city gate.
At the city gate, several Cao soldiers from outside swarmed up and tried to stop him.
But seeing Zhao Yun's ape arms moving like the wind, before all the Cao soldiers could see clearly how Zhao Yun was going to move, their throats were already pierced by lightning, and they fell to the ground without even a chance to scream.
Zhao Yun was invincible and entered Luokou City. Behind him, countless Chu troops poured in from the city gate like a torrent.
Under the red banner of the Chinese Army, Yan Liang looked far away at the open east gate, and couldn't help but smile with joy: "Zhao Yun is really an unparalleled general, but it's a pity that Liu Bei doesn't know how to employ people. Zhao Zilong can only shine like gold when he is in the hands of me, Yan Liang, haha."
Amid loud laughter, Yan Liang raised his sword and shouted: "All the troops in the Chinese army have come out and turned them into enemy cities for my king."
At the order, Zhou Cang and Hu Che'er roared out from left and right, and tens of thousands of Chinese Tiger Guards also rushed in, joining the torrent of attacking the city.
Along the city line, Cao's army's defense line completely collapsed, and Cao's soldiers collapsed and ran wildly in all directions.
On the street directly opposite the city gate, the wounded Cao Zhen reluctantly got on his horse with the help of his own soldiers. Looking back, he saw that countless Chu troops had poured into the city and were massacring his fleeing soldiers.
"I'm afraid Luokou City can't be defended. I have to leave the city quickly and go to Chang'an to meet the Prime Minister."
Cao Zhen, whose fighting spirit collapsed, had given up hope, turned his horse and tried to escape to the west gate.
However, the ground on the street was completely covered with ice, and the ground was extremely smooth. The war horses walking on it could not move faster at all.
Just as Cao Zhen was driving his horse forward with great difficulty, behind him, Zhao Yun had leaped his horse and danced his spear, chasing him.
Cao Zhen glanced back and was horrified to find that on the same smooth ice, Zhao Yun was flying as if he were walking on flat ground.
The horrified Cao Zhen did not know that the hooves of the Chu army's horses were all stamped with specially-engraved horseshoes, which were suitable for running on ice.
Cao Zhen knew that Zhao Yun was extremely skilled in martial arts, and even in a normal fight, he would not be his opponent, let alone now that he was injured.
Cao Zhen, who had no fighting spirit, could only beat his horse desperately in an attempt to speed up his escape.
And while Cao Zhen and his horses were still dilly-dallying on the icy road, Zhao Yun was like a bright white rainbow, flying towards them.
"Child of the Cao family, come and accept your fate!"
Amidst the roaring sound, the silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand shot out like lightning, carrying supreme power and heading straight towards Cao Zhen.
Unable to escape, Cao Zhen, who was frightened, could only grit his teeth, picked up the steel gun, and turned around to block it.
Bang~~
With a loud roar, Zhao Yun flew past Cao Zhen like lightning.
Cao Zhen's eyes froze in a horrified moment, and when he looked down, a large blood hole appeared in his chest, with large streams of blood gushing out like spring water.
Cao Zhen groaned, swayed, and fell into the ice and snow.
One move, death.
Zhao Yun, who was about to kill Cao Zhen, reined in his horse, turned around, and stood with his spear horizontally. His clear face was full of pride. (To be continued...)
