Excited drumbeats resounded throughout the sky. Under repeated collisions, the north gate of Xiapi opened wide, and groups of heavily armed elite officers and soldiers, led by Yu Jin, rushed across the suspension bridge like wolves and tigers and entered the city.
Cave, the poor defenders didn't expect such a huge change, and they were two miles away, so how could they react in time? There were countless casualties in a moment, and Cao Cao's army rushed in from outside the city, then quickly spread out on both wings and killed nearby
Streets and alleys.
By the time the city's defenders arrived in a chaotic rush for reinforcements, Cao Jun had already nailed the north gate of Xiapi like a nail. Seeing the breakthrough at the north gate, Cao Jun's morale was high and he mobilized all the troops attacking the city from each gate.
Go to the north gate and launch an offensive.
The Bingzhou army guarding the north city also felt the crisis at this time. Zhang Liao personally went into battle and led his bodyguards at the city gate to resist the influx of Cao's army. Seeing their commander personally going into battle, the Bingzhou army had great morale and fought hard to resist.
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When Gao Jin and a few officers arrived nearby, the entire North Gate had become a hell on earth. Broken arms and limbs were missing all over the place. Countless people were fighting on the streets that were not empty, and the screams of death could be heard everywhere.
Absolutely.
Cao Jun's advantage has become greater and greater, and some Bingzhou soldiers began to retreat. If this continues, the entire Xiapi will be in danger.
Gao Jin could see that Zhang Liao, whom he had met once before, was rushing left and right, but there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and he was about to be surrounded. The spear in his hand was rising and falling rapidly like a long snake.
Making the final struggle.
"Zhang Liao's marksmanship is good." This was Gao Jin's first thought. Then, he no longer had the elegance to appreciate it. With a pair of eyes shining brightly, he picked up a spear that was lying on the ground and pressed it against his arm to carve a deep line on the ground.
The long line, then coldly said to the frightened Yang Sen and others: "Stay here, anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy!"
Gao Jin can only do this, his duty is to supervise the army.
Outside the battlefield, Gao Jin was holding a spear and standing on the street leading to the north gate like a god of death. Yang Sen and others were all a little afraid. Although they held weapons in their hands, they felt their spines go up when they saw the fighting in the distance.
Somewhat chilly.
Several deserters rushed towards this side. Gao Jin slowly raised his gun, pointed the tip of the gun at several deserters, and shouted loudly: "Get back!"
The deserters were frightened at first, looking back at the bloody battlefield, and when they looked back again, their eyes were red. They wanted to survive, getting farther and farther away from the hellish battlefield. Behind them, there were countless Cao soldiers, and behind them
In front of them, only Gao Jin was alone. Soon, they made a decision. The first one rushed forward with a long sword and shouted: "Get away."
By the time the deserter rushed in front of Gao Jin, the blade of the knife had already passed close to Gao Jin's face. The spear in Gao Jin's hand suddenly swung forward, and after a spear flower in the air, it stabbed towards the deserter's throat like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole.
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The deserter only saw a flash of cold light in front of his eyes, and the tip of the gun was firmly pressed against his throat. Gao Jin held the gun steady and could kill this man with just a slight move forward.
The air seemed to have suddenly stopped. When the deserter confirmed that he was still alive, he was filled with joy and fear. A large amount of cold sweat fell from his forehead and neck, and he gasped for air.
A cold voice came out: "Go back!"
The deserter still paused and did not dare to move, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Gao Jin increased his voice and said: "Go back!"
The deserter rolled his Adam's apple and regained his vitality. He glanced at Gao Jin in fear. This existence was more terrifying than the battlefield. Just now he clearly saw that the blade was approaching the man in front of him, but as soon as his eyes were blurred, the tip of the gun was pressed against him.
His throat, he is not stupid, he knows exactly what this means. The tip of the gun is pressed against his throat without any forward movement or any deviation, which is enough to show how terrifying he is.
He put away his knife, said nothing more, and quickly turned around and ran towards the city gate. Since running away meant death, he might as well have died more vigorously. Maybe there was still a way to survive. Seeing this, the other deserters also turned back to the battlefield.
Gao Jin stood still with his gun in hand, silently watching the figure of the deserter blend into the rebel army.
Gao Jin looked calm and composed on the surface, but in fact he understood that an individual's power is limited. If a large-scale rout really happened, he would be helpless. He silently prayed in his heart that that moment would never happen, but the more he was afraid of something, the worse he would be.
What's coming?
Zhang Liao was originally fighting fiercely in the front, fighting with a Cao general. However, the commander's flag was cut down by someone unknown. The soldiers did not know whether the general was alive or dead. They thought Zhang Liao had been defeated. They immediately became confused and countless people fled back.
, was chased and killed by Cao Jun for a while.
Seeing the defeated soldiers coming like a tide, countless thoughts were swirling in Gao Jin's mind. For a moment, Gao Jin didn't know whether to let them go or use his own strength to stop these deserters who had no morale. He calmed down slightly and looked back towards the direction.
Yang Sen and others shouted: "Quick, get out of the way and go back to the hospital."
After speaking, he drew his gun and rushed forward. Countless people passed by his shoulders. The further he walked, the greater the resistance. Gao Jin lifted it up, jumped up, and stood on tiptoe along with countless moving heads.
His feet galloped forward, his eyes searched forward, and he jumped quickly in the direction of Zhang Liao with countless heads and shoulders under his feet.
In fact, Qinggong is not as mysterious as it seems to ordinary people. It is nothing more than a means of luck for martial arts practitioners. The kind of "heroes" flying around in film and television works are obviously contrary to common sense, but they use internal strength to reduce their own weight.
Drifting with the help of the elasticity of the toes is a real thing. What Gao Jin uses is the Emei School's Earth-shrinking Technique. In mid-air, he keeps jumping vertically. Every time he falls, his toes touch the moving heads below and return.
He bounced back up, but his body was already dripping with sweat from the continuous leaps.
After dozens of leaps, Gao Jin finally got closer and closer to Zhang Liao, who was fighting against Cao Cao. When he took a closer look, he recognized this Cao general as Dian Wei, who had fought with him in a life-or-death battle last time.
However, half a month later, Dian Wei recovered from his injuries. He only lost one of his halberds and had to use a simple sword instead. Gao Jin clearly knew how serious the injuries he caused to Dian Wei last time. This time
Si's recovery ability has reached an abnormal level.
He rushed over with his gun and shouted: "General Zhang, I'm here to help you."
Zhang Liao was already very strong at this time. There were more and more Cao soldiers around him, but there were only a few personal guards left. Faced with a pervert like Dian Wei, he could still breathe. At this time, he heard Gao
Jin's voice, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back and saw Gao Jin jumping up alone, but he couldn't hide his disappointment. Just as Dian Wei was slashing with his sword, he quickly parried with his spear. Dian Wei's arm strength was amazing. After the collision of the knife and the gun, he was stunned.
Zhang Liao's horse couldn't help but be half shorter.
Dian Wei screamed, and while Zhang Liao was blocking, he stabbed with a halberd in his other hand. At this moment, his big copper-bell eyes saw Gao Jin.
"Uh-huh!" Dian Wei abandoned Zhang Liao and let out a beast-like roar. His big eyes were bright red, and his murderous intent was evident: "You little thief, suffer death!"