On the stage, except for a few people who were not worried about Qi Zhen's life or death, everyone else was a little uneasy.
It's so quiet.
When Hua Xiong's shouts and curses disappeared, it must have been the moment when the two met. From then to now, a long time had passed. During this period, there were neither cheers from our own soldiers nor any other movements. It was like that Hua Xiong had never Appeared generally.
Everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of the camp gate, waiting for news.
Qi Zhen held her sword and walked back slowly under such circumstances, without even a speck of dirt on her body.
Not only was there no soil on his body, the sword in his hand was so clear that it could be seen without even a trace of blood.
Everyone was wondering, is this... going out for a walk and then coming back?
"Why don't you go out quickly to meet the enemy?" Han Fu frowned and shouted.
To be honest, although Han Fu promised Qi Zhen well to take Pan Feng's job and take charge of all the soldiers of his Jizhou Army after the victory, from the bottom of his heart, he wished Qi Zhen would die. Han Fu didn't care about the morale of the military, he just did it out of necessity to obey Yuan Shao.
Moreover, he did not think that Qi Zhen could really defeat Hua Xiong. After Qi Zhen died in the battle, he could take the opportunity to attack Kong Niao, accusing him of being lax in his subordinates and delaying the battle.
Pan Feng is dead, and Han Fu cannot let him lose this shame alone!
"The fight is over, what are you thinking about?" Qi Zhen glanced at him sideways, handed the sword back to Liu Bei, and said softly: "Brother, what a great sword."
Liu Bei smiled and nodded: "If you like it, I will give it to you."
"Goodbye, a gentleman doesn't take what others like, not to mention I don't know how to use weapons, so let it go to waste in my hands." Qi Zhen waved her hand and said.
"Nonsense! You've only spent half a stick of incense here, your clothes are neat, and there's not even a trace of blood on your sword. Are you kidding us?" Yuan Yi said sadly.
"General Qi, do you have any proof?" Yuan Shao asked.
"That guy's head rolled around on the ground several times. It was so dirty that I couldn't bear to pick it back up." Only then did Qi Zhen raise her head and say something back to Yuan Shao on the stage.
Everyone looked surprised and doubtful, but most of them still didn't believe it.
"Report!"
The same soldier came to the commander's platform in a panic, clasping his fists and cupping his hands, his words trembling.
Yuan Shao glanced at Qi Zhen lightly and said, "Speak!"
"Comment to the Alliance Leader..." The soldier glanced sideways at Qi Zhen and said in a trembling voice: "General Qi walked out of the camp alone, without any armor or a mount. He held a single sword to face Hua Xiong. The enemy general’s head… was chopped off.”
Everyone was in an uproar!
"Are you serious!?" Yuan Shao narrowed his eyes even more and asked anxiously.
"Because the battle ended so quickly, the soldiers in the camp had no time to cheer for General Qi. This... is absolutely true!" The soldier's voice was still trembling, and he didn't know whether he was more excited or afraid.
Unable to help everyone's disbelief, everyone looked at Qi Zhen with a little fear.
They have never heard of such a thing in their lifetime, how can they believe it?
Qi Zhen smiled and bowed her hands to everyone. Without any arrogance, she silently walked up to... Han Fu.
"General Han, what you just said still stands." Qi Zhen asked with a smile.
Han Fu glanced at Yuan Shao with a resentful look on his face, but he was already shocked. He squeezed out two words from his back teeth: "Natural!"
"Thank you so much, General Han." Qi Zhen chuckled and stood behind Han Fu.
No one praised Qi Zhen, and there was silence on the stage. Some people finally understood why there was no sound from inside or outside the camp gate after Hua Xiong's shouting and cursing disappeared.
"Ahem, in that case." Yuan Shao cleared his throat and finally got everyone's attention back, "Why don't we just attack Sishui Pass as we just discussed!"
Everyone responded in unison, but it was obvious that everyone was still focused on the battle just now.
Qi Zhen looked at Tang Yi in the corner behind, and communicated mentally: "How is it, isn't it awesome?"
Tang Yi had a smile in his eyes, but he said in a gentle and gentle tone: "Cut!"
…
The soldiers in Sishui Pass were all direct descendants of the Xiliang Army, and the number of soldiers guarding the pass reached a terrifying 30,000.
You must know that Xiongguan is not as good as Xiongcheng. There are people inside the city and fertile fields outside the city. Just talking about transporting grain and grass supplies is a huge expense every day. Being able to hoard 30,000 soldiers in Sishui Pass proves that Sishui Pass is in Dong Zhuo’s heart. The importance cannot be ignored.
At this time, both the soldiers guarding the pass and Hua Xiong's lieutenant had some doubts in their hearts.
Master Dutong has been out of the pass for a long time. Logically speaking, after killing the enemy general, usually two or three people, he should return to the pass to repair. Whether it is a man or a horse, after a high-intensity battle, there will always be You need to regain your energy before leaving the city to fight.
Could it be that General Hua was so excited to kill that he forgot the time? As an alliance, the enemy's military strength is probably too weak.
They knew Hua Xiong's fighting prowess and never thought that Hua Xiong would die in front of the battle. If they were told that it was just a meeting, the invincible Lord Dutong in their hearts would be separated from his body. I was afraid that they would doubt whether they were Dreaming.
When the rumble of horse hooves resounded in the ears of the soldiers inside the pass, they felt truly uneasy.
Endless soldiers and horses appeared in the wilderness, just like densely packed ants.
It is said that it is the sound of horse hooves, but in fact there are not many cavalry in the siege this time, and more of them are supporting on both sides and at the rear of the military town to prevent enemy cavalry from sneak attacks.
Those uniform footsteps seemed to bring about a wonderful rhythm, making the entire city wall of Sishui Pass tremble slightly.
The soldiers in the city have the arrogance of being soldiers who can fight a hundred battles, and they can't help but be frightened by the local battle formation and feel awe-inspiring in their hearts.
The army approached the city and stopped an arrow away.
A middle-aged general wore silver armor and a silver helmet, with the helmet tassels on his head fluttering in the wind.
He rode his horse forward and came to the front of the official. He squinted at the majestic pass in front of him, which could almost block out the sky and the sun. He raised his head to face the soldiers guarding the pass above and raised his right hand.
He was holding a head in his hand.
"Hua Xiong is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"
The powerful shouts hit the city wall and the surrounding mountains, sending out endless echoes.
"Hua Xiong is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"
"Hua Xiong is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"
After shouting these words, he suddenly threw the head in his hand upwards!
Hua Xiong's head drew a very high parabola, flew to the top of the city tower, and fell to the top of the city tower with a snap.
Unexpectedly, this middle-aged general has such magical power!
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
Just after this throw, the 70,000 soldiers behind him collectively let out a majestic cheering sound that resounded throughout the world!
The middle-aged general rode back and stood in the center of the army, looking extremely handsome.
The cheers became more powerful and became more urgent, and the war drums sounded immediately, as if to urge people to die, beating on the hearts of all the Xiliang troops in the pass.
The drum beat became more and more urgent, and the shouts gradually merged with the echoes, becoming indistinguishable from each other.
If you look down from the city wall, you can see that the width of the army is as wide as the city wall of Sishui Pass. With loud shouts, six general-looking men came out on horseback. At this time, they all stood in front of the army. Before.
Add in the middle-aged general who just threw Hua Xiong's head, and this is a seven-way siege!
The middle-aged general among them was none other than Sun Jian and Sun Wentai, the Marquis of Wucheng and the Governor of Changsha, who were the most heroic and brave men of all time!
A veteran on the left, Jiang Biao's tiger minister, General Zhaowu, champion prefect, added the title of governor, knighted Marquis of Shicheng, and became Han Yigong!
On the left side of Han Dang, he has the eyes of a dragon and a tiger, his body is like a giant ape, and he is wearing a red turban. General Zu Maozu is glorious!
Zu Mao is on the left, he is the most brave, he has great talent and great ambition, his wisdom is extraordinary, his military skills are like gods, the jade-faced young general Sun Ce and Sun Bofu!
On Sun Jian's right side, he defended his master with fierce troops, attacked the enemy, and established the king's hegemony. "Cheng Gong" Cheng Pu and Cheng Demou!
On the right side of Cheng Pu, he is circling around with armor, leaping with swords to slaughter the city, fierce and fierce, ambitious, the land is pulling up the mountains, the water is cutting off the horned dragon, and the yellow cover is covered by the yellow duke!
There is also a heroic female general on Huang Gai's right, who leads the least troops and is the least famous. However, no one in Sun Jian's army dares to despise her. It is Tang Yi who is taciturn but extremely domineering in battle.
The sound of drums stimulates the body and mind, and the sound of drinking invigorates the soul.
The drumming suddenly stopped, and the rapid shouting disappeared instantly.
This instant transition from extreme movement to extreme stillness made the Xiliang army on the city wall inadvertently skip a beat in their hearts.
It seemed like only a second had passed, and it seemed like a long time had passed.
There was a cry!
The sword on Sun Jian's waist was already unsheathed and pointed at the top of the city tower.
His eyes widened with anger and he shouted: "Kill!"
"Kill!" The six generals shouted immediately.
"Kill!" The loud shouting followed closely, and everyone who heard it was frightened!
The siege has begun!
"Fire the arrow!"
The deputy general on the tower narrowed his eyes and gave an order loudly.
Waves of arrows rained down, and the charging infantry fell down.
Soon, the first row of charging soldiers fell down one after another. However, as the defenders on the city wall drew their bows, more people rushed towards the city wall.
Like the tide of a wave.
call out! call out!
The soldier in front fell, and the people behind stepped on his body and continued to move forward, one wave after another.
Everyone was shouting the word "kill", as if this could give them supreme courage.
Die.
Yes, these soldiers rushing to the front are risking their lives.
Only when some people actually start clinging to the city will the arrow rain here become less dense, and only then will the real siege officially begin.
However, the deaths of these soldiers are not meaningless. This road paved with blood is the only way to victory.
The loud shouts of killing seemed to never stop until one side failed.
