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Chapter 458 Death Will
The sun had just risen, and the morning mist had just dissipated. The Liangzhou army, which had been silent for many days, finally dispatched.

The sound of war drums and horns sounded for the second time, whistling together with the cold wind, sweeping across the field, shattering the peace that had lasted for several days.

Cannon stones, rain of arrows, and kerosene streaked across the sky, hitting the already mottled city wall of Chang'an, setting off waves of blood rain, flames, and screams.

Half an hour later, the city wall was in a mess.

The Liangzhou army rushed forward with long ladders.

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Many Qiang soldiers and Hu soldiers involuntarily uttered the hunting calls of the past, forming the same rhythm with their footsteps.

The government soldiers and young slaves were extremely excited.

Killing, looting, military exploits...

All of them make their blood spurt.

"Attack, attack!" The hysterical shouts of the chiefs and chiefs were everywhere.

Spears, knives, bows and crossbows were raised to the sky.

"kill!"

Between the heaven and the earth, it seems that there are turbulent waves rolled up.

In fact, there were only about [-] people attacking the city, but their momentum was as large as one hundred thousand or one million.

Liangzhou soldiers have waited for this day for too long.

Only by taking Chang'an can they gain some kind of legitimacy.

This orthodoxy did not come from Luoyang, nor did it come from the Sima family.

It was given by Huaxia.

Wang Jiji was on the tower with a gloomy expression all the time.

Several feathered arrows landed at his feet, but he remained indifferent.

"The cool army is strong, and it is a great trouble for the Central Plains!" He has been in the army for many years, and the quality of any army cannot escape his eyes.

When he attacked Nanwei that day, he encountered only government soldiers, but now, he encountered the Liangzhou pro-army.

Some of them were holding strong bows and crossbows, calmly dormant among the siege army, as long as the defenders showed their heads on the pheasant plate, with a sound of "咻", sharp arrows would be nailed to his forehead or neck.

There are also hundreds of soldiers in the front row, all of them burly backs, carrying round shields, and holding knives in their mouths, crazily climbing towards the city wall.

Often when one person goes to the city, four or five defenders can do nothing.

Let the soldiers kill the Quartet in the crowd.

If it was normal, it wouldn't be so bad, but after being hungry for such a long time, the defenders no longer had much strength.

One of the yellow-eyed barbarians killed several people in a row with a knife, his hair fluttered, blood stained his body, and he opened his yellow teeth. Within ten steps, no one dared to approach him. Looking around, he went straight to Wang Ji with a grin.

"die--"

But in a blink of an eye, he was stabbed in the stomach by a soldier beside Wang Ji.

The soldiers shook their spears sharply, and the blood and internal organs of the Hu pawns flowed all over the ground.

However, instead of falling down, this Hu Zu laughed even more ferociously, as if he didn't know the pain, he rushed towards Wang Ji with strange screams in his mouth.

Wang Ji stared at him blankly.

Neither block nor dodge.

The three guards around him stabbed out their spears at the same time, one spear was blocked by the round shield, and the other two spears directly hit his waist and neck, killing him on the spot.

Although the man died, the shock to Wang Ji was still there.

He seemed to see something different from this Hu Zu.

If all the siege soldiers are like this, then what terrible power is hidden in Liangzhou?

It's not scary for a man to fight for his life, because there are always some desperadoes on the battlefield, but an army marches forward bravely, and everyone is not afraid of death, which is a bit too frightening.

There are such scenes everywhere on the city wall.

A man was pierced through the chest, still gritted his teeth and cut down a defender, and did not let go of the knife in his hand until his head was cut off.

One person fell to the ground, and five defenders slashed wildly with knives. The man screamed, but he still swung his knife at the defender's legs...

"Yang Zheng..." Wang Ji muttered the name softly.

No wonder this person was able to defeat every powerful enemy in Yongliang in just a few years, and stand tall in Liangzhou.

When Dong Zhuo entered Beijing and Ma Chao fought at Tongguan, the world was shaken, and Wang Ji had heard about it.

But now it seems that Yang Zheng's momentum is even bigger than that of Dong Zhuo and Ma Chao back then.

Can Sima Zhao be compared with Wei Wu?

"Yang Zheng, beasts, if you can't stop them, the people in this city will be slaughtered by him sooner or later." Sima Fu walked up to the city wall at some point, interrupting Wang Ji's reverie.

Wang Ji cupped his hands, "This place is dangerous, Taiwei, please go back."

Sima Fu laughed and said, "I'm not a scholar without the strength to bind a chicken. When Bo Yu entered Chang'an, didn't this Chang'an also survive? Now the soldiers are fighting hard. As the Great Wei Taiwei, how can I hide in the city? "

The sound of killing on the city wall was loud, but the two of them strolled in the courtyard with a calm mind.

However, Sima Fu's appearance on the city wall did inspire the morale of the defenders.

"The Taiwei is here! The Taiwei is here!"

The soldiers who were still weak just now, seemed to have regained their strength, jumped up one by one, and fought with the Liangzhou army.

Sima Fu waved his hand, and the soldiers around him dispersed. They were in a team of five with heavy armor, long spears and big shields. They cooperated with each other and suppressed the Liangzhou army who had climbed the city wall.

Wang Ji also let more than a thousand of his own soldiers join the battle.

After all, the defenders on the city had an advantage in strength and gradually stabilized the situation.

After a stalemate for an hour, the Liangzhou army receded like a tide.

But both of them knew that this was just a temptation.

Test the strength of the defenders on the city.

Sima Fu clapped his hands, and all the peasants in the city carried their burdens to the city, and they could smell the smell of meat from a long distance away.

But where is the meat in Chang'an City at this time?

The soldiers are already scrambling to grab it.

I can't even drink a few bowls of porridge on weekdays, but I suddenly smell the smell of meat, how can I bear it?
Wang Ji opened his eyes wide, "Taiwei—this action will leave us with a bad reputation!"

The attendant took a portion and handed it to Wang Ji. It was clearly a roasted browned and crispy horse leg.

"Bo Yu, a certain is also a disciple of a sage, and he will never do something wrong unless it is absolutely necessary. This old horse was a gift from the late emperor, and he has been with him for more than thirty years..." Sima Fu looked sad.

How can a horse feed tens of thousands of soldiers?
Wang Ji refused.

Sima Fu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "After today, there will be no cavalry in Chang'an."

Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, knowing that Sima Fu and Sima Wang had more than [-] fine horsemen around them, Wang Ji sent people out of the city to ask for help, but they didn't move these horses.

Sima Wang has searched a lot in Yongzhou these years.

Famous horses, precious armor, swords, gold and silk, all valuable things cannot escape his hands.

Thinking of Sima Wang, Wang Ji's heart skipped a beat, as if he hadn't seen him for two days.

But this thought flashed in his mind, Wang Ji had no right to ask what Sima Wang was doing.

Now that Sima Fu killed these war horses, it means that he wants to live and die with this city, and he has already shown his sincerity!
It is also attacking Wang Ji's heart!

"Don't worry, Taiwei, with me, Wang Ji, Chang'an will never be breached!" Wang Ji also strengthened his determination.

Sima Fu nodded very satisfied, "Yang Zheng's son is a man-eating beast. Once the city of Chang'an is destroyed, how many people will survive? So no matter what, this city must be defended, no matter what method is used."

"If the last general dies, Yang Zheng must die!"

"Excellent, it's not in vain that Taifu, Ziyuan, and Zishang all favor you. To guard Chang'an is to guard the Great Wei Dynasty, and also guard our Sima family! In the future, your heirs will share the wealth and honor with our Sima family." !" Sima Fu grabbed Wang Ji's hand and said.

(End of this chapter)