I’m The King Chapter 265: :Decisive battle in the whole city (middle)

If there is no reinforcements, the whole city will definitely not be able to defend. This point, Gao Yuan is very clear in his heart. The soldiers he is now commanding are not his Fufeng soldiers after all. It is a pity that although he has 5,000 soldiers in his hands now, his combat effectiveness is far inferior. Not only in terms of personal combat effectiveness, but more importantly, the cooperation of the team, and the mutual trust of each other's lives.

In one day, thousands of soldiers lost their combat effectiveness. A group of mobs may be able to stimulate their fighting spirit in a short period of time, awaken their wildness buried deep in their hearts, and burst out the most primitive desires, but they cannot Let them become an army that advances and retreats in an orderly manner.

In the two battles, Gao Yuan put himself and them in a situation where there was no way out. Only in this way, he could make these soldiers fight desperately. choice, there is no third.

At present, Gao Yuan can use this trick, and also makes it the most convenient.

Of course, compared to before the start of the war, this army should be considered completely new now. are covered up.

Thanks to Zhao Dong for strengthening the city walls, and to Zhao Jun for storing so many defensive weapons in the city. Gao Yuan sat in a pool of blood, watching the soldiers push the damaged bed crossbows directly off the city walls and replace them A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he set up a brand new bed crossbow.

With the sound of war drums in the distance, Zhao Jun is about to come again. What a perseverance! If the experience is a bit older, Zhao Jun's death will be even worse.

But where are the reinforcements? For Jiang Dawei, he really doesn't have much confidence, otherwise, he wouldn't have specially told the infantry to send Zhou Yuan the first time after receiving the signal , Jiang Dawei may avenge his personal revenge publicly, but Zhou Yuan will definitely not. In Zhou Yuan's heart, his own life and death are not worth mentioning compared with the victory or defeat of Yan Zhao's battle. Whether he dies or lives, as long as Yan It would be great if the country could win this war.

This is also the reason why I took the risk. Only when my importance rises to be related to the victory or defeat of this war, Zhou Yuan will keep himself.

Moreover, Gao Yuan must find ways to end this war quickly. If the war is delayed, it will give people like Jiang Dawei more time and space to play tricks against him. excuses and opportunities to kill myself, and I don’t always have good luck.

The infantry walked to Gao Yuan's back, stretched out his left hand to gently knead Gao Yuan's shoulder, although only his left hand can be used now, this hand is still very powerful.

"County Lieutenant, will reinforcements come?" the infantry asked softly.

"It will come. If Jiang Dawei doesn't come, the general will come." Gao Yuan said with certainty: "As long as we can hold on for a day, if the cavalry is sent by the general, it will take two days at most. Tan Feng won't delay if he can reach the whole city."

"Mr. Jiang is only one day's journey away from us. If he is willing to come, we can really save a lot of brothers from dying!" The infantryman sighed.

Gao Yuan closed his eyes, "How much have the old brothers gone today?"

"More than 20 old brothers bid farewell to us!" The foot soldier's voice was a little choked, "The soldiers they command are really not smooth, and sometimes, in order to make up for the mistakes made by their subordinates, they pay their lives. "

"Victory will be ours in the end, infantry, cheer up." Gao Yuan said seriously. "They will not die in vain."

"Yes, victory will be ours." The infantryman repeated, "County Lieutenant, I am also ready to go, my right hand is weak, but my left hand can swing a knife."

"Your hand is used to draw the bow, and you are not needed now." Gao Yuan shook his head, "Heal your injury well!"

"If Zhao Bing breaks through the whole city and loses his life, how can he draw his bow?" The infantry laughed and said, "One more man, one more strength."

Gao Yuan stopped making a sound, turned around and patted the infantry, stood up, turned his neck, moved his arms, looked at Zhao Bing who was approaching step by step with the sound of war drums in the distance, and laughed , "Zhao Dong is here again, he looks like a cockroach that can't be killed."

Zhao Dong has been wounded in many places. At this time, his upper body is numb, and cloth strips are wrapped in all directions. There are bloodstains on the cloth strips. He has led the team to charge several times today. Leading a team to charge has become a very distant thing in his memory. Today, he finally went into battle shirtless again.

Zhao Dong knew that losing the whole city would be harmful. The loss of the whole city has made the entire Zhao army fall into a passive position in this battle. It can be said that Zhao Jun has been pushed to the brink of failure. This responsibility, He couldn't afford it. In order to take back the whole city, he led the crowd to launch counterattacks again and again, but Gao Yuan was too tenacious. For a whole day, Zhao Jun left thousands of corpses on the city wall, and the whole city was still standing still. move.

Those sharp weapons I had prepared to defend the city turned out to be the main culprits who hurt me. Gao Yuan's troops didn't have many weapons to defend the city, but I actually made him perfect.

Zhao Dong wished he could bump his head against the city wall and lose three times after one defeat. Under Gao Yuan's subordinates, although he could escape every time, this was more lethal than cutting him with a single knife. Uncomfortable, the dignity of a military commander is trampled mercilessly by Gao Yuan again and again.

If you can't take back the whole city, you'd rather die. Zhao Dong walked in the front of the team, holding up the scimitar in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot. Every time he raised his arms to call out, the wounds on his body would splatter with blood.

The general's recklessness also aroused the fighting spirit of the soldiers. The numerous corpses under the city wall made these Zhao soldiers even more angry. The soldiers all had the same thoughts in their hearts, they roared, carried a ladder, crossed Zhao Dong, and rushed towards the city wall.

With a bang, the ladder climbed up the city wall. The soldiers braved the rain of arrows on the city and held the ladder firmly, preventing the Yan army on the city wall from pushing the ladder away. A dozen people chanted and pushed away the ladders far away. The ladders fell backwards, and Zhao Jun, who was climbing on the ladders, fell down with a howl. As long as he didn't die, he would get up again. , unyieldingly climbed up the ladder again.

In the city, the grease has long been used up, and only water is burning in a big pot. Yan Jun pours the boiled water down. There was a sound of howling, and the exposed skin of the soldiers poured with boiling water turned red in the blink of an eye, and blisters the size of fingers sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. If it was oil, these people would have died long ago, but even if it was In this way, the smell of meat is still pervasive in the **** air.

Zhao Dong put the knife on his back, alternated his hands, and climbed up quickly. The rain of arrows roared, the stones flew, and soldiers fell from his left and right one by one. Zhao Dong didn't even blink his eyes, just Climbing up quickly, going to the city, going to the city, in his mind, there is only one thought now.

It was almost at the top, and he had already seen the wall. At this moment, the ladder wobbled away from the city wall. It was only one step away from climbing the battlement, but at this moment, the ladder was pushed away. .

Zhao Dong roared wildly, climbed to the top of the ladder, kicked the ladder hard, with this force, he jumped to the city wall in the air, in mid-air, he pulled out the big knife behind his back with his backhand.

When he stepped on the battlements, his heart immediately calmed down. He slashed down, broke the spear that was stabbing him, cut it horizontally, and a big head flew up. He jumped down the city and stood on the city wall. Inside, the big knife was flying, and it forced out of a small circle. Behind him, a Zhao soldier climbed up, and then another.

Zhao Dong roared, charged, and tried his best to expand the scope of control. He knew that every time he lasted for a moment, more Zhao Jun would climb up the city from behind him. Dozens of people had already gathered behind him Soldiers, just a little more, just a little more.

There are more and more Yan troops around him.

Suddenly, the Yan army besieging them scattered, and then, Zhao Dong saw Yishuier's Tsing Yi rushing towards his face. The first person was Gao Yuan who made him want to eat his flesh.

"Hello, General Zhao Dong!" Gao Yuan laughed, what he held in his hand was not the broadsword used by Fufeng Soldiers in Tsing Yi, but a short weapon that was more than a foot long.

Zhao Dong doesn't know this thing, it's Gao Yuan's most used and most used triangular army thorn, he ravages his body and advances, the army thorn makes a low howling sound, Gao Yuan and Zhao Dong fight together.

Zhao Dong is not an incompetent general, on the contrary, he is the kind of general with excellent martial arts skills. He retreated with this style of play.

It's a pity that he was facing Gao Yuan, a fighter who had experienced this kind of fighting countless times in his previous life. In this instant, Gao Yuan seemed to have returned to his previous life, to the crowd surrounded by countless people, screaming crazily, A blood-splattered fighting platform.

It seems like a moment, and it seems like a long time, the two fighting fiercely separated suddenly, Zhao Dong stood still, Gao Yuan retreated.

There were two **** wounds on Gao Yuan's body. Before Yan Jun could exclaim in alarm, he saw a thin line of blood appearing on Zhao Dong's neck, followed by a burst of ripe melon There was a soft bang, and the blood sprayed out like a fountain. In Gao Yuan's hanging left hand, on a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing, blood fell drop by drop.

Gao Yuan was injured, Zhao Dong died! (To be continued ~IndoMTL.com~ If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support. It is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to Read.)