The situation at the West Gate is critical.
The east gate can be defended because Xiao Wu and the others are there.
However, although the number of defenders on the Ximen side was large, as many as five hundred, they were all county officials, archers, and recruited village warriors.
Compared to Xiao Wu and the others, their combat power was more than one and a half points behind.
At present, the Ganchi Army has completely attacked the city wall and started a fierce battle with the defenders.
Under the brave and fearless attack of Gan Chijun, the defenders were beaten and retreated.
Among the defenders, a tall and muscular young man attracted the most attention.
The young man is about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a childish look on his face. He holds a dragon stick in his hand and dances in such a way that the water cannot be splashed, and the tiger and the tiger generate wind.
The two ends of the coiled dragon stick were inlaid with copper skin. Anyone who was hit by it would have their bones broken and their tendons broken, and they would scream in agony.
This young man was like a firefighter, running around on the city wall. When he saw where he could no longer hold up, he immediately rushed over to help.
It was with his help from all directions that the defenders managed to hold on and not collapse.
But as time passed, the young man began to lose strength, breathing heavily, and the dragon coiling stick in his hand also slowed down.
This delay put the defenders in danger.
"Good thief, suffer death!"
The young man gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and forced his strength.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Vaguely, waves of persuading voices to surrender reached my ears.
From the direction of the sound, it seemed to be coming from the east city gate.
The east city gate was breached?
The young man's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he looked confused.
Da da da!
At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves came.
Looking down, I saw the daredevil troops running towards me from the east city gate.
At first, the young man thought it was reinforcements from the Gan Chi Army.
But if you look closely, the rushing dare-chi troops clearly look panicked, as if they were defeated.
Suddenly, a group of cavalry came and rolled up puffs of smoke.
The speed of the war horse increased to the extreme, and it headed towards the central army of Gan Chi Army.
Seeing this scene, the young man immediately shouted excitedly: "Reinforcements are coming!"
Hearing this, the struggling defenders suddenly became energetic, but when they saw that there were only thirty-seven riders, the joy in their hearts was extinguished.
Thirty-seven riders, so what?
However, what happened next left the defenders stunned.
That team of cavalry was like a shot of arrows, piercing directly into the daredevil army.
The leader, Lu Fengxian, was reincarnated. He was as brave as any man, and his horse pole danced into an afterimage.
The daredevils who were blocking the front were all knocked upside down and flew several meters away.
In the blink of an eye, at least fifty or sixty dare Chi soldiers died in his hands.
"hiss!"
The defenders took a breath and looked horrified.
There are such brave people in the world.
boom!
In just a few breaths, most of Gan Chijun's army had been cut through.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the flying tiger general of the Chinese army was so frightened that he hit his horse and ran away.
I saw the leading cavalryman pulling out the armor-piercing sword behind him with his backhand and throwing it violently.
Whoosh!
The armor-piercing sword instantly penetrated the Feihu General's body with a harsh sound of breaking the wind.
Then, with the remaining power of the armor-piercing sword, it carried the body of the Flying Tiger General forward, like a string of candied haws, and stabbed through the three daredevils before nailing them firmly to the ground.
This scene was so shocking that many of the daredevil soldiers were frightened and ran in all directions.
After killing the enemy commander in one fell swoop, Han Zhen did not stop and continued to gallop on his horse, completely scattering thousands of daredevil troops.
Viewed from the city wall, thousands of daredevils were like ants whose nests had been broken, forming a dense and chaotic mess.
There are those who are scattered and fleeing, and there are also those who kneel down and accept surrender.
With only thirty-seven cavalry, the three to four thousand men of the Daangchi Army were scattered. Let alone seeing them, the defenders didn't even dare to think about it.
The young man was so excited that he wanted to jump off the city wall immediately and join in the fun.
"ha!"
The young man shouted loudly, and the dragon-coiling stick made bursts of wind, making the daredevil soldiers howl like ghosts and wolves.
After all the dare-chi troops on the city wall were eliminated, the young man quickly came to the wall and shouted downwards: "Can I leave my name, general?"
Um?
This roar from Zhong Er made Han Zhen's stern expression loosen up a bit.
Glancing in the direction of the city wall, he shouted loudly: "Qingzhou Han Zhen!"
Qingzhou Han Zhen?
The young man felt that he had met his confidant and excitedly ordered: "Quick, open the city gate and follow me to fight out!"
"..."
However, no one answered.
The young man frowned and said, "What's wrong? Now is a good time to kill!"
One of the yamen servants smiled bitterly and said: "In the yamen, unless I are afraid of fighting, there is really no way to get out."
Hearing this, the young man realized that most of the more than 500 people were injured, and the remaining ones who were not injured had no strength and were slumped on the ground gasping for breath.
What a joke, it was so difficult to defend the city wall due to the good location. Even if they were not injured, these defenders would not dare to fight out.
"well!"
The young man punched the city wall and sighed helplessly.
If they can rush out at this time and cooperate with the thirty-seven riders, they can definitely annihilate them in one fell swoop.
It's a pity that now we can only watch thousands of daredevil soldiers flee in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, all the Gan Chi Army was gone, leaving only corpses on the ground and about three hundred prisoners of war kneeling to surrender.
Han Zhen did not give chase and drove the prisoners towards the east gate.
"Hahaha, it's so happy, so damn happy!"
Nie Dong looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had completely vented all the resentment that had been accumulated in his heart for the past few years.
Just now, he had forgotten how many people he had killed.
All I know is that my blood is boiling all over my body, and there is only one thing left in my mind.
charge!
This was the first time since he joined the army that he had fought such a happy battle.
Thirty-seven cavalry defeated the eight thousand daredevil army, which was enough for him to brag about for a lifetime!
The other cavalrymen were infected by his emotion and laughed too.
Outside the east city gate, Xiao Wu led the soldiers and gathered all the prisoners of war together.
Seeing them coming back, Xiao Wu immediately stepped forward to greet them.
"County magistrate!"
Han Zhen rode on his horse and asked condescendingly: "Where are Zhu Ji and Gu Si?"
Xiao Wu cupped his fists and replied: "Reporting to the county magistrate, Zhu Yuanwai and Gu Langjun are at the inn in the city."
"Um!"
Han Zhen nodded, then looked around at the crowd and said with a smile: "You performed well this time and did not lose my prestige. When you get back, you will be rewarded based on your merits!"
"Thank you, County Magistrate!"
Everyone's eyes lit up and they all thanked him.
Han Zhen ordered: "Nie Dong, lead twenty cavalry to stay behind, guard the prisoners of war, and count the casualties!"
"Got the order!"
Nie Dong responded loudly, looking at Han Zhen with a look full of fanaticism.
He was completely convinced by this battle, and his respect for Han Zhen in his heart had reached its peak.
"The rest of the cavalry will follow me into the city to pick up the caravan and return home!"
Han Zhen waved his hand and rode towards the city gate.
At the gate of the city, Leader Chen Du led the archers and government officials to stand by the gate, watching Han Zhen enter the city with an anxious expression. No one dared to stop him.
At this moment, Han Zhen was covered in blood and filled with evil spirits.
When passing by Chen Dutou, Chen Dutou felt difficulty breathing and lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly.
(End of chapter)
