Chapter 205: The ambition to be trapped in battle, life or death

Style: Historical Author: The dreaming squidWords: 4666Update Time: 24/01/12 09:40:17
"If that's the case, then you should retreat ten miles and station yourself!"

"Tomorrow, someone will go to verify whether what you said is true or false." At the same time, Yuan Shao spoke again on the top of the city.

"Fengxian, we can't just wait down below. This would be quite passive. Someone must go in and understand the situation in Luoyang. You are the strongest in combat, and you are the most confident in doing this." Li Ru's voice spoke to Lu Bu's again. sounded in his mind, making his face even more hesitant.

It's not that Lu Bu doesn't have confidence in himself.

Lu Bu has always been confident in his own strength.

Three years ago, he once killed a thousand-man Huns team at the Bingzhou border gate by himself.

That battle was also the one where his unparalleled bravery was completely displayed in front of everyone.

After all, those Huns also accepted Sui Xing into their bodies, and they were also extraordinary beings.

And he is the best among them.

He was able to kill through the enemy formation alone when surrounded by a thousand extraordinary beings. One can only imagine how terrifying his force was.

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the number of defenders on Luoyang City was only 3,000 at best, and their combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of the extremely vicious Huns.

He felt that he could kill this person by himself, let alone just break through the opponent's defense and break into the city.

For him, this is a piece of cake.

But this is Luoyang City!

If he really rushed to the city of Luoyang like this, he would be truly rebelling.

Although the Han Dynasty has just experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the majesty of the empire for five hundred years is still there. As a Han general, he really can't accept such a naked rebellion for the time being.

This is true even if he has the unstoppable courage.

Seeing the hesitation on Lu Bu's face, Li Ru understood his thoughts instantly. His voice continued to ring in Lu Bu's mind, and it seemed more and more bewitching.

"Don't worry, Fengxian. Behind you are 200,000 Xiliang troops and 200,000 Bingzhou wolf riders. As long as we unite as one, we are qualified to negotiate with the imperial court no matter what we do."

"And this is not a rebellion, but a rebellion."

"Perhaps the city is currently in rebellion, and His Majesty and the General are facing a crisis. Maybe there are just some suspected rebels here."

"And we won't let you take risks alone. Don't worry, everyone will cover you later and create opportunities for you." When these words rang in Lu Bu's mind, Li Ru's eyes couldn't help but He looked at Dong Zhuo and Ding Yuan behind him.

He has a total of two innate magical powers.

One of them is stealth killing, and the second innate magical power is called secret language.

After using it, he can make his voice sound directly in the minds of many people he sees.

And it also has a hint of bewitching effect.

At this moment, he was preoccupied with three things. He was not only talking to Lu Bu, but also to Dong Zhuo and Ding Yuan.

And now the two wingers have obviously been convinced.

As commanders of hundreds of thousands of border troops, the two of them naturally have the ability to make decisions. At this moment, both of them understood that since they had arrived at Luoyang City, there was no possibility of retreating.

No matter what the situation in the city is now and who is in power, they must show their due strength and muscles to let the court understand that the Xiliang Army and the Bingzhou Army are not easy to bully.

Only if they are strong enough can they remain invincible.

Dong Zhuo glanced at Ding Yuan and instantly understood the meaning in his eyes, and his eyes burst out with endless ferocious light.

Dong Zhuo suddenly pulled out his sword, and his rough voice echoed throughout the countryside.

"My sons, there are traitors in the court and they are launching a rebellion in the city. We are ordered by General He Jin to march into Luoyang to punish the rebels. Everyone obeys the order, forms the battle formation, and prepares crossbows for attacking the city."

Following Dong Zhuo's order, the four thousand Xiliang soldiers immediately adjusted their formation, and Sen Han's crossbows were pointed upward at Yuan Shao on the top of the city.

Although the four thousand people he brought were all cavalry, because they were extraordinary beings, they were all equipped with crossbows and were also sharpshooters.

In the current mythical version of the Three Kingdoms, cavalry are not limited to long-distance raids. They can also be used to attack cities. In particular, Ding Yuan's Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry's trapped camp is an expert in this area.

"Dong Zhuo, this is your way to death."

"Look what this is?"

When Yuan Shao heard Dong Zhuo's words on the top of the city, his expression changed with fright, and he directly pulled out He Jin's head.

He knew that the fighting strength of the border army was far beyond the mere showy troops in the city.

Even if the opponent only has 7,000 people, it is still possible to break through Luoyang City if they are determined to attack the city.

That's why he took out He Jin's head.

In his opinion, the backer of these people in the court was He Jin. Now that He Jin had been executed, they had no backer, so naturally they had no choice but to capture them without mercy.

It's a pity that he didn't understand a word. A rabbit will bite people when it is cornered, let alone seven thousand ferocious elite soldiers.

Dong Zhuo, who originally only wanted to cover Lu Bu's entry into the city and find out what was going on, saw He Jin's head and his head exploded with a bang.

Now there was no need for Lu Bu to go into the city to investigate.

Obviously General He Jin was much weaker than all of them imagined, and he was defeated before they even arrived.

This made Li Ru's heart sink uncontrollably.

This was the worst possibility that he and Dong Zhuo had planned in advance.

He knew that the last possibility of coexistence with the Han Dynasty seemed to be gone.

The next step should be a bloody battle to the end.

Tonight, just tonight, either the seven thousand of them will break through Luoyang and hold the emperor hostage to order the princes, or they and others will be directly wiped out by the imperial army.

There is no third possibility.

"Launch!" Dong Zhuo obviously understood what the situation was now. A trace of ferocity flashed across his face, and he let out a fierce roar.

What flashed through his mind now was a common saying.

The emperor takes turns to sit in my house this year.

As long as he can break through Luoyang City, he can still complete Li Ru's plan of coercing the emperor to control the princes, and everything will no longer be a problem.

Not to mention that he only saw the head of General He Jin now. Even if the emperor arrived in person now, they should enter Luoyang City to punish Ni.

The more critical this moment is, the less we can show weakness, because showing weakness means being passive, causing timidity, being divided, and defeating each other.

As a frontier soldier, now that he has entered Sili, he has no other choice and must fight to the end.

"Puff puff!"

Countless arrows shot up from below. Each of these Xiliang soldiers were elites who had experienced bloody battles. Not only were their arrow skills precise, but their shooting range was also terrifying.

Just like a rain of arrows, hundreds of soldiers defending the city were killed in an instant.

In an instant, the morale of the soldiers on the city wall collapsed.

"Go!" When Ding Yuan saw Dong Zhuo taking action, he no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, eight hundred elite camp soldiers, led by Gao Shun, rushed towards the city wall at extremely fast speeds.

These men all carried javelins on their backs.

This is their weapon and the tool they use to climb the city wall.

The weakest among them are body refiners who are equivalent to eighth-level elite martial artists, and among them there are a large number of powerful beings who are equivalent to seventh-level warriors.

The city wall of Luoyang City is not so unattainable to them.

Yuan Shao's face instantly turned pale when he saw this scene.

Once again, he truly felt the gap in strength between his Beijing soldiers and the border troops. It was simply unimaginable.

"Are we about to lose?" A trace of fear flashed in Yuan Shao's eyes, and at this moment he even had the urge to turn around and flee Luoyang.

"superior!"

At this critical moment, Zhu Biao arrived with two thousand fully armed reinforcements.

These people are special team members of the Tiger Battalion and Falcon Battalion hiding in Luoyang City.

Following them on the city wall were various heavy city defense weapons that had never been revealed to anyone before.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already anticipated the situation at the Zhuque Gate, and had already asked Zhu Biao and his people to be on standby here.

Zhu Biao, who rushed to the city wall at this moment, couldn't help but glance down. Seeing Gao Shun who was about to rush forward and the Xiliang Army in the distance who was already preparing for the second round of volley, Zhu Biao couldn't help but have a flash in his eyes. dignified.

These people are indeed the most powerful armed force in this plane now, and they are indeed powerful enough.

It was completely different from the Yellow Turban Army he had encountered before.

He waved his hand, and eight hundred heavily armed special operations soldiers quickly spread out behind him and began to set up defenses.

He understood that tonight's battle was inevitable.

These generals are all rebellious, and the only way to tame them is to defeat them first.

And today Zhu Biao is here to do just that.

"Brother Zhu, what do you mean?"

"And where do these people behind you come from?"

"Who allowed them to board the Suzaku Gate?"

"Do you have an order from His Majesty?" Yuan Shao asked in a deep voice with his eyes focused.

"Origin, it's already this time. It doesn't seem like the time to talk about this, right?"

"Let me remind you, if these unruly generals are allowed to enter Luoyang City, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Don't worry. After this battle, I, Mrs. Zhu, will definitely give you and Mr. Yuan an explanation."

"Now, we should cooperate sincerely first. The most important thing is to defend the Xiliang Army and Bingzhou Army's offensive."

After Zhu Biao said this, he looked at the Confucian scholar who came with him.

The Confucian scholar nodded slightly towards Zhu Biao, stretched out his hand and threw it suddenly.

A bright yellow paperweight containing poems that have been passed down all over the world quickly flew into the sky, exploded with a bang, and turned into a black shield.

There is a black divine dragon looming above this shield, covering the entire Suzaku Gate wall.

At the same time, a series of ethereal chants slowly spread throughout the world.

this is a poem

"The Journey of the Governor of Yanmen" by Li He, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

This poem was written by Zhang Juzheng, and it contains a very powerful Confucian and Taoist power that is passed down to the world.

At the moment when the black dragon shield formed by the poems spread all over the world took shape, countless crossbow arrows fell on it.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Powerful crossbow arrows were shot on the shield, causing it to continuously become transparent. After this round of arrow rain, the shield shattered with a snap.

"What a strong penetrating power!"

"Go on, use this poem to protect your defense!"

Zhu Biao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't panic at all.

They were fully prepared to face Xiliang Iron Cavalry and Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry this time.

"What kind of magical power is this?" Li Ru couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw below that the shield that had been shattered by a round of arrows lit up again in an instant, and the sound of reciting poetry resounded throughout the countryside.

"Da da da!"

Suddenly at this moment, a counterattack finally began on top of the city.

Countless bullets poured down from it.

Gao Shun, who rushed under the city wall with his trapped camp, was the first to be among them, and was instantly hit by the rain of bullets pouring down from the city.

"Ambition to trap the enemy!" Gao Shun keenly sensed the danger and raised his hand suddenly.

Seeing his movements, the soldiers trapped behind him began to quickly move towards him.

At the same time, a powerful will radiated from Gao Shun's body, and in an instant, all the eight hundred people behind him, including him, were enveloped in it.

At this moment, the eight hundred people seemed to have become one whole body.

And Gao Shun became the brain of this whole.

A powerful force centered on him and quickly spread to the entire trapped camp.

The bodies of all the soldiers trapped in the camp simultaneously swelled by one-third, and their eyes seemed to become brighter in an instant.

Their strength, speed, defense, and recovery capabilities were tripled in an instant.

After this state ends, their strength, speed, defense, and recovery capabilities will be reduced three times.

This is Gao Shun's legion-level talent.

The ambition to be trapped in a battle will lead to death but not life.

This is not an empty talk. If the enemy is not killed within a quarter of an hour, death will be waiting for him to fall into the camp.

The bullets fall on soldiers who have the magical power to enhance their strength in all aspects. Unless three machine gun bullets hit one point at the same time, they will not be able to cause a fatal blow to these soldiers.

At most, it would only hurt them a little.

"Is Gao Shun's legion-level talent?"

"It's really hard to deal with!"

When Zhu Biao saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but condense.

However, he didn't have much worry about this. None of the special forces who were able to go to the city today was weak, and the weakest ones were also eighth-level warriors.

One hundred of them are seventh-grade warriors.

Although they don't have the perverted legion-level talent to increase their own strength, they are wearing seventh-grade spiritual armor and using seventh-grade magic weapons in their hands.

In addition, they were supplied with elixirs and had high-explosive grenades blessed with talismans.

Each of them is the Ming Dynasty's strongest special forces armed to the teeth.

Zhu Biao believed that even against these soldiers who had unparalleled skills in the trap, they would not be at a disadvantage.

"Kill!" Below, facing seemingly endless bullets, Gao Shun's eyes burst out with endless fighting spirit. He drew out the javelin from behind and threw it out with a sharp movement.

"Kill...!" The soldiers trapped behind him did the same.

The sharp javelins turned into streaks of cold light and pierced the walls of Luoyang City.

Then these soldiers trapped in the camp quickly started to climb up along the javelin like monkeys.

"Brothers, it's time for these Xiliang people to see the true strength of our Ming Dynasty!"

Lan Yu suddenly pulled out the sword from her waist, took a step forward, and her eyes instantly locked on Gao Shun.

To be honest, he actually doesn't like firearms. He always feels that those things are not exciting enough to fight. Compared with gunfire and other things, he prefers to fight his opponents directly with fists and fists like this.

This is so enjoyable!