With a "Woo" sound, the guy in front of Murong Chong spurted out a mouthful of old blood and fell down unwillingly. He took another step closer to the city gate, but behind Murong Chong, a strong wind flashed past. He instinctively He turned around and slashed out with a knife. He wanted to kill the guy who was sneaking up on him, but a hand directly held down his wrist.
In the thick night, the firelight danced, Murong Chong opened his eyes wide, and saw Han Yan's blood-stained face appeared in front of him, accompanied by his low voice: "Your Highness, come with me, if you If you want to survive!"
Murong Chong was shocked and delighted at this moment, and his voice was trembling: "What's going on? General Han, how did you recognize me?"
Han Yan smiled "hehe": "The armor can be changed and the mount can be given away, but this golden sword is only owned by your highness, the King of Zhongshan. When I first saw that Xibei guy without the golden sword, I thought I know that you must have used a trick. Murong Yong knew there was danger in the city and still let me come in to die. He had no good intentions, so I have always been careful to guard against him. Your Highness, you must not forget today. Who saved you?"
Murong Chong nodded excitedly and said: "General Han, I know your loyalty very well. I always thought you were Murong Yong's, so I was wary of you. Now I know that you are Dayan's loyal minister. As long as Help me get out of the city, and I will definitely give you endless glory and wealth in the future. Come on, help me break out of the city gate, and there will be a way to survive!"
Han Yan shook his head, grabbed Murong Chong who turned his head to protrude towards the city gate, and whispered: "Qin Gou clearly succeeded in ambush, why did he leave this city gate? There must be a treacherous plot, we must not be fooled. There is a secret passage here, let’s take the secret passage out!”
As he spoke, he pulled Murong and rushed towards the corner of the city wall. Along the way, the two of them slashed left and right. Thanks to the cover of the night, and the fact that both of them were wearing ordinary soldier uniforms. A, who was not the primary target of attack by the Qin army's ambush soldiers, actually let them sneak out more than a hundred steps quietly and approach the city root.
The screams in the city gradually subsided, and the fighting had stopped in most places. A few sharp-eyed Qin soldiers shouted at the top of the city: "There are two more over there, at the east corner of the city!"
Immediately afterwards, they fired arrows straight at Murong Chong and Han Yan.
Murong Chong instinctively danced with his golden sword and fired arrows, but Han Yan said "Ah" and fell to the ground. Murong Chong was shocked and quickly bent down and said sternly: "General Han, are you okay? Well, nothing will happen to you, I still hope for the secret passage..."
Han Yan's voice sounded in a low voice: "Your Highness, quickly pretend to be hit by an arrow and fall to the ground, quickly!"
Murong Chong reacted immediately, pretending to scream, biting the tip of his tongue, vomiting blood, and fell to the ground. He also didn't forget to pick up an arrow shaft on the ground and inserted it into the armor on his chest. , he sighed in admiration: "General Han, in terms of your ability to pretend to be dead and escape, no wonder even Murong Yong admires you. It is my blessing to meet you today."
Han Yan quietly pulled a stone at the corner of the wall, and heard a sound coming from the ground. A two-foot-square black hole suddenly appeared on the ground less than three feet away from the two of them. Han Yan said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, now!"
Murong Chong rolled in without saying a word, and Han Yan followed closely behind. When his figure sank into the black hole, the baffle above his head closed automatically, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. .
Fu Hong scratched his head and said to himself: "It's weird, those two Yan thieves just now, why did they suddenly disappear?"
A lieutenant on the side, named Ju Shizi, smiled and said: "Maybe he was injured by an arrow and went to another place. Your Highness, most of the Yan thieves have been eliminated, and the remaining ones seem to want to break out from the city gate. "
Fu Hong looked at the urn in the urn, where Liu Yu was holding a bloody broadsword expressionlessly. Behind him, hundreds of Qin army ambush soldiers were already in formation, with big shields and long spears, like a steel forest, and they were still standing there. There were more than two hundred Yan troops. Most of these people were covered with scars, and some had arrows stuck in them. They were covered in blood, their eyes were scattered, and they had obviously lost their fighting spirit.
I don't know who it was, but shouted: "Brothers, the wind is tight, get out of the way!"
The two hundred or so Yan Army soldiers turned around and fled towards the city gate. They suddenly felt that they were very lucky, because here, there was not a single Qin Army guard, only dozens of bloody corpses scattered inside and outside the city gate. , looked like soldiers from both sides who died in the battle when they rushed out of the door, and it was these people who provided them with a way to survive. This suddenly ignited the hope of survival for these Yan Army soldiers, even running as fast as they could. It was much faster than usual. Almost in the blink of an eye, more than two hundred people poured into the city gate.
A cruel smile flashed across Fu Hong's face: "Very good, now!"
Before Fu Hong finished speaking, Ju Shizi waved his hand fiercely, and only heard the sound of two mechanisms, with a "bang" sound, one after another, and two huge gates with a thousand catties were opened three to four feet wide respectively. Two huge gates fell down on both sides of the city gate. The dozens of Yan troops under the gates barely had time to shout out, before they were smashed into pulp by the two huge gates. Blood, along with the fragments of human bodies, flowed from the gaps under the gates. As it flowed out, the entire doorway was immediately filled with the smell of blood.
The more than a hundred Yan soldiers inside the doorway were still in shock. They raised their heads and looked at the doorways everywhere. Only then did they realize that they were in the middle of death. Many people began to cry and beg for mercy, shouting in Di and Chinese. : "We are willing to surrender and beg the King of Heaven to spare our lives. We are willing to surrender and beg the King of Heaven to spare our lives!"
A trace of unbearability flashed across Liu Yu's face, and he turned to look at Fu Hong who was on top of the city. This prince of Qin was standing high on the city wall, his face full of joy before revenge. , he said sternly: "Soldiers, common people, these Yan thieves and Bailu were still killing your relatives during the day. Now they are in a desperate situation and want to ask for mercy. Do you want to spare me?" As he said, He slowly raised his hand.
Thousands of voices shouted at the same time with soaring hatred: "Kill, kill, kill!"
Fu Hong laughed loudly and shouted: "Kill!"
In the city gate cave, several small holes were suddenly opened on the top, and more than ten pots of boiling oil were poured down on the head. The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed in the night sky. The soldiers on both sides inside and outside the city were horrified by what they heard. Joy and sorrow, just like a lifetime ago, they were gnashing their teeth and cheering for joy at the same time. The only similarity was the tears flowing on tens of thousands of faces at the same time. As the screams gradually subsided, they became silent.
