Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Chapter 870

Whoosh!

A resounding arrow rushed straight into the sky, and a loud sound erupted.

"Successful!" Liu Pan said overjoyed.

"General Lang, Huang Zhong please be the vanguard!" Huang Zhong said in a deep voice.

"Well, Brother Han Sheng, you led the Changsha soldiers to attack the city, and you would personally cheer for you!" Liu Pan said happily.

咚咚咚!

Liu Pan held the drumsticks in his hand and struck the war drums vigorously, and the sound was endless. However, more than a thousand Changsha soldiers pushed the ladder to rush under the city wall and began to attack the city.

"What's the matter? Who is it that attacked the city?"

"The enemy is attacking the city, go and ask General Cai!"

"All up to the head of the city, the enemy is attacking the city!"

The sound of war drums resounded all around the area, and the defenders on the top of the city were immediately alarmed and jumped up one by one. At this time, the ladders were already on the top of the city, and the Changsha soldiers began to attack the city.

"Let go!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Although Cai He did not arrive, the defenders on the front of the city did not eat dry food. They naturally launched a counterattack against the attacking enemy. Although not all the 10,000 defenders in the city were assembled here, there were hundreds of soldiers and horses on the head of the city.

"what!"

From time to time, Changsha soldiers hit arrows, or slammed wood and rocks on their bodies, and fell to the ground with a scream, struggling for a few times and lost their breath.

"Humph!"

Huang Zhong didn't say much, he casually hung a long-handled knife with hemp rope behind him, and climbed on the ladder with his hands and feet together. Even if Huang Zhong is over half a hundred years old, his action to climb up the ladder turned out to be extremely swift, like an old ape in the deep mountains, with one vertical leap, he has already climbed several steps.

"No, shoot an arrow!"

Seeing Huang Zhong's fast speed, Chengtou Menhou was shocked and hurriedly ordered the archer to aim at Huang Zhong to set fire.

Whoosh!

An arrow is like a spark, smashing from the face, taking Huang Zhong's eyebrow to the point. However, Huang Zhong's eyes were cold, and when he moved his arm, he snapped the arrow in his hand and broke it in two!

"Huh, it's ridiculous." Huang Zhong sneered. Looking at the world, he is also one of the best marksman. On this three acre of land in Jingzhou, Huang Zhong considers himself second in archery, so no one dares to recognize the number one. One!

"go with!"

Huang Zhong slammed his hand, and suddenly there was a scream from the head of the city. Only the archer who had just stretched his bow and string to shoot him screamed, his hands tightly covering his throat, and blood leaked from between his fingers. However, Huang Zhong slammed the broken arrow out, with a powerful force almost comparable to firing a crossbow, piercing the archer's throat in one fell swoop.

"what?"

Having witnessed this scene with my own eyes, the defenders above the city were all shivered in their hearts, fighting against such a fierce man, wouldn't they be looking for death?

Archers kept shooting at Huang Zhong, but either he was avoided by Huang Zhong, or he grabbed the arrow directly in his hand. His skill at grabbing an arrow empty-handed was truly amazing.

"Hey!"

Reaching out to grab the last section of the ladder, the veteran Huang Zhong exhaled, his figure suddenly jumped, and the whole person fell onto the top of the city.

"Nanyang Huang Hansheng is here, who dares to fight me?"

Huang Zhong roared, untied the hemp rope around his waist swiftly, and the wind mouth knife turned over in his hand, majestic and majestic.

"Everyone, don't be afraid of this old man. We are so crowded, can we not beat a little old man?"

"Everyone, shoulder to shoulder!"

Seeing Huang Zhong appearing on the top of the city, the guards at the top of the city screamed and slammed forward. The long swords and short soldiers aimed at Huang Zhong, and the rain generally fell.

"kill!"

Huang Zhong yelled sharply, both arms struggling, and the wind-mouthed knife slashed out with force, and the countless swords were sealed by the "pawn". His wind-mouthed knife is not ordinary iron, but is made of hardened iron. It is extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud, and cutting off the opposite weapons.

The Jingzhou soldier in front of him lost his weapon, and he was taken aback. Suddenly, a sword light came and killed him, and his head shot up into the sky.

Hey, it's weird, how did I see my body, why did my head disappear?

"Hahaha, if you are not afraid of death, even if you step forward, the old man is already itchy!" Huang Zhong laughed, holding the wind-mouth knife with his backhand, and got into the enemy's formation like a gust of wind. Cut, brave and unstoppable, set off a **** storm in the Jingzhou army.

Huang Zhong's 60-year-old fashion can drew with Guan Yu, who was a prime man. Today Huang Zhong is seven or eight years younger than then, and his martial arts is even more unfathomable. The wind-mouthed knife has become a killing weapon in his hands. People can stop.

With Huang Zhong restraining the defenders at the top of the city, the pressure on the Changsha soldiers above the ladder was greatly reduced. They climbed vigorously one by one, and more and more Changsha soldiers appeared on the top of the city.

"Kill!"

Countless Changsha soldiers followed Huang Zhong and fought with the guards on the front of the city. Originally a Huang Zhong was hard enough to deal with. These elite Changsha soldiers were also difficult to deal with, and the pressure on the defenders suddenly increased.

After Huang Zhong received reinforcements from Changsha soldiers, the morale of protecting the flanks was greatly boosted, as if a fierce tiger had added wings. A wind-mouthed knife flew up and down, and no one could stop Huang Zhong with two swords.

Liu Pan was even more overjoyed when he saw this. He beat the drums harder, and the Changsha soldiers quickly gained an advantage over the city.

"Run away!"

"General Cai is not here, why should we continue to work hard?"

"I don't want to die, I surrender!"

After 30% of the defenders on the front of the city were killed or injured, they finally couldn't resist, either fleeing or surrendering.

Huang Zhong casually wiped the sweat on his forehead, which mixed with blood and turned red.

"Open the city gate and go into the city. Be sure to catch Cai and Xiaoer!"

"kill!"

After Huang Zhong occupied the city head, he immediately ordered the soldiers to open the city gate, and Liu Pan, who was outside the city, was able to lead reinforcements into the city, and suddenly shouted and killed.

"Kill Cai He!"

"We are waiting for General Liu Lang from Wuling to send troops and horses. This is only to kill Cai and the thieves and not to hurt the people. Be sure to close the doors and windows!"

"Where is Cai He?"

At this time, Monk Cai was asleep in the Kuai Mansion. He originally drank a drink of wine, and then galloped on Yun Kou's body. He consumed a lot of energy, and naturally he was asleep.

However, the sound of killing in the city made him unable to help but open his eyelids.

"What's the matter, why is it so noisy?" Cai He mumbled.

"General, general!"

A dozen soldiers outside the door suddenly rushed in, covered in blood.

Agitated by the **** anger, Cai He suddenly woke up half of the wine and sat up.

"What's the matter? What happened to your injuries?" Cai He asked.

"General! Liu Pan's army from outside the city has rushed in. If you want to capture the general alive, the general will leave." The Jia Shi said in a panic.

"What? Liu Pan?"

Cai He was taken aback, and it took more than ten seconds before he reacted and said furiously: "Damn Kuailiang Kuaiyue, Er et al unexpectedly joined with Liu Pan to seize my city, which is really hateful!"