Mr. Yangui

Chapter 431 Chapter [-]
"Who dares to stop me?"

Han Dazhi, the last soldier of the Flying Flying Squad, raised his sword and yelled loudly. Matching his arrogant expression, he had the taste of a gangster who speaks wild words.

He originally used a sword, but after going to the Green Fire Association, he was influenced by the gang members, so he switched to a sword, and found that a big sword was more suitable for him than a long sword.

Most of the moves were realized by himself, opening and closing, slashing down with a knife, as if trying to use all the strength in his body, the power is quite good.

The "common people go to battle" tactic mentioned by Zheng Dongping has not yet begun to be implemented, and the battle has begun.

The sky was getting darker, and there was a lot of shouting and killing under the city wall. There were many ladders on the city wall, and there were many people everywhere, but there were not many people who actually attacked the city. It seemed to attract firepower, but if any section of the city wall dared to let go , those who wait and see will immediately climb up.

In the city, Qinghuohui took the lead in launching the attack, and the soldiers were divided into two groups. One group set fire to attract attention, all the way to the north city wall, and soon cleared out a position.

Wei Xin and Jiang Minglun took the lead, covering the wall-climbing move of the elite team and the masters of the various mountain kings, and then joined the Qinghuohui, setting off a bloody storm in the city.

"Third Young Master Han, save yourself some effort. If you have any troubles, it won't be fun!" Jiang Minglun looked at Han Dazhi's fierce saber technique, and his teeth ached.

It's just killing a few little ones, is it necessary to use the strength of breastfeeding?

Han Dazhi curled his lips, and said: "If you want me to say, it's superfluous for Leng Shao, we're outnumbered, and the overall situation is settled, so what's the point of feinting?
Moreover, your skill is so good, of course you are going to do more important things. It is a waste of talent to follow me in the street all the time!

Besides, let's charge forward, so what energy is saved, whoever dares to come up, naturally needs to be slashed to death, as for that Captain Huo just now, even if you don't make a move, I am sure to kill him within a dozen knives! "

It was Li Wuchang's decision not to formally attack the city tonight.

Make a big fuss inside the city first, feign attacks in many places outside the city, try to attract attention, so that the defenders of Fangling cannot rest well, and the general attack will be tomorrow.

Jiang Minglun scolded with a smile: "During the meeting, you obviously also participated in it. Were you deserting at that time? No, you were the first to applaud the feint attack tactics!"

Han Dazhi smiled awkwardly, and said, "Brother Wei talks in a different way, and I lost my mind when I listened to it...Since it's Leng Shao's idea, of course I have to be the first to support it, he will never call Everyone suffers!"

Jiang Minglun patiently explained: "Although we have a large number of people, we should die as little as possible. There will be a big test after taking down Fangling City. Of course, we must try our best to keep our base!
The feint attack outside the city was planned by Leng Shao, Brother Xun, and Brother Wei after in-depth consideration. In fact, it is not considered a feint attack. No matter how long it takes, people are careless, but they still look decent in tactics.

As for saving energy, let me say it first, I am not preaching... This level of battle has a large number of people, often hundreds or thousands, which is not like a small-scale fight in the rivers and lakes. It depends not only on martial arts, but also on tenacity. Surrounded, when the time comes, I'm afraid that you will lose your strength when you chop your hands.

I followed Leng Shao when Feng Yi fought against Cong, and I had a deep understanding. Most of the time, I just fight with one breath. What kind of sword technique, grade, and position, all stand aside, so if you can save some energy, save some. ! "

Han Dazhi thought for a while, and said, "I don't know much about wars, but it would be great if we could save some of our own people from dying, so let's do it!"

Then he looked around, changed the topic and said: "We seem to have killed several times, so where should we go now? Should we go directly to the prefect's mansion and burn it down?"

It was getting late, and although many torches were lit, the city was extremely chaotic, and there was thick smoke in many places, so it was still difficult to tell the direction.

Jiang Minglun took a quick glance, and found that there were fires several feet high in many places in the city, and the noise and shouts of killing could be heard everywhere, and he said: "There are enough people who set fire, let's keep an eye on them, and go in any direction, anyway. It's almost enough after a few votes, and then go to join Brother Wei and the others, and then find a relatively quiet place to sleep!"

Han Dazhi asked in astonishment, "Sleep?"

Jiang Minglun said: "Of course! There are still a few waves of action in the middle of the night. They are led by Old Wu and Brother Xun. They are recharging their batteries in the city! Basically, we have nothing to do. The rest will be left to the cheerleaders and brothers outside the city." The wall-climbing team is enough to protect the guards on the city wall overnight, this is the advantage of having a large number of people and high morale, they can act in batches, and they are full of confidence, but the Fangling guards are not so lucky!"

Han Dazhi said: "Cheerleaders? What kind of words are you talking about? Why does it sound so weird to me? Isn't it just some teams that are screaming at the top of their lungs?"

Jiang Minglun rolled his eyes: "Master Leng has a lot of strange words, if you're not used to it, you can call them the Ghost Shouting Ghost Squad!"

……

In the early morning, the sky just turned white.

The yelling and yelling of ghosts in the city continued, which made people very irritated.

The Fangling defenders on the city wall looked haggard and exhausted. They had been busy all night.

"His grandma, what the hell is Li Wuchang doing? Is he shouting for attacking the city? Is he going to fight or not?" Some people couldn't help but cursed.

There were not many fights, basically they were quarreled all night, and everyone's conversations became a pattern.

"Captain, the rebel army over there is huge and may need support!"

"Speed ​​to kill!"

"Where are the people? What about the rebels? Don't you mean they are huge?"

"Uh... They climbed halfway up the wall and then went down again, and they didn't know what they were wearing on their heads. It's okay to drop a big rock. They fell off the ladder and patted their buttocks and left!"

"His grandma, shoot arrows for Lao Tzu, and shoot all the people close to him to death!"

"That... they shot a long time ago. They used a shield with their backhands, and some even held a sandbag. They all laughed and said, thank you for sending us the arrows!"

"What the hell?"

"Captain, there is another cry over there, do you want to go over?"

"Fuck, we only have 6000 people, not 6. Are you trying to exhaust us?"

"Li Wuchang must be playing tricks!"

"It must be trying to make us lose patience..."

"Or just ignore them? Let them call?"

"How can you ignore it? What if they really call up?"

"It's better to go to the street and fight with the gang of lunatics who set fire to make trouble. It's been a few hours, and you can't get up and down!"

"..."

Just playing monkey games like this for a whole night.

Full of energy, Li Wuchang leaped onto the city wall, clenched his right hand tightly without regret, looked at all parts of the city, and said indifferently: "After today, Fangling City will be ours, everyone, follow me to kill!"

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)