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 at it.
"Whoosh!" The long arrow broke through the wind, and the enemy general's war horse was hit by the arrow immediately, causing him to flip over. The enemy general immediately turned over and fell off his horse, knocking one person 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 all took out the crossbows on their horses. They could only hear: "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 wounded.
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 is the result of a face-to-face meeting. 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 period, Chen Xuanbao and Zhang Han had entered the city gate cave.
Thinking of this, Fan Tong's mood improved somewhat.
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 face in Lushan had already been revealed. He casually grabbed a single sword from a soldier's hand and killed several people in a row with an ordinary single sword in his hand! Flowers of swords! Those who looked at it were dazzled.
The chaos at the city gate made it too late 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 broken arrow, 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 two corpses blocking his body. Otherwise, it would not be the 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 people 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 watched the countless enemies around him rushing forward one after another. The slanted hair on his forehead naturally fell off. Zhang Han said with an indifferent expression: "No problem! General Huang! How are you!"
In fact, there is not much difference between being injured on the battlefield and drinking and eating. In this world, there are only a few who can roam the battlefield without getting hurt at all.
This injury was not serious enough to send Zhang Han off the line of fire. Such a minor injury is not serious enough to force a person 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 and dyed Huang Zhong's cheeks red, but Huang Zhong seemed to be a fine person.
Also, like Huang Zhong and others, they have seen too many elite soldiers of the Zhendong Frontier Army. To them, these people now are indeed 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 Huang Zhong's cover, Zhang Han simply bandaged himself, raised a spear, and limped towards the enemy.
Even though Zhang Han was injured at this time, he was still as strong as 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 for long, and he might even be at risk of death. However, in the face of such small pawns, they are still like tigers among sheep.
"The First Clan"
"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 is not good at military affairs.
But he knew that after all, 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 enters the city, they will really have no choice but to wait to die.
"Hmph! Don't worry about it, just keep your head down and charge forward!" Wen Zhong roared furiously, and Mo Qilin sprinted out of thin air. When Wen Zhong's figure reappeared, he had already rushed to the city gate.
To Wen Zhong, the archers on the city wall were just superficial after all, and could not pose a real threat to them at all.
For Wen Zhong and the others, the biggest threat is actually time.
Once they hesitated for a moment outside the city, once Huang Zhong and Zhang Han 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 shower of arrows, what if it was a shower of shells. Even if there is a hail of shells, they can only fight their way in.
