Daqin: Prince Peerless, guarding Hangu for ten years!

Chapter 93 On the day of entering the city, the gate of hell opens!

"Fire arrows!"

"Fire arrows!"

The soldiers of Zhao on the top of the city had no time to think. Amidst the captain's sharp roar, the rockets whizzed towards Yingjun.

Dozens of rockets flew in like meteors.

"Lord!" "General!"

The moment the exclamations broke out, Yingjun narrowed his eyes and charged forward without stopping at all. He did not retreat but charged forward.

Bang.

Sparks splash.

The copper-clad shield immediately knocked away several rockets flying towards him, and the Chixiao in his hand was as fast as lightning, cutting down all the other rockets that were covered by it in a single swing.

In the sound of clanging gold and iron, sparks flew everywhere, and Yingjun's figure jumped forward five meters, and the lingering sparks rolled back.

The wind howled.

Murderous like tide.

20 years ago, we were unparalleled in the world; 20 years later, we are unrivaled in the world!
"kill!"

Yingjun roared violently, raised his sword and shield and rushed towards the head of Handan City ten meters away.

On the top of the city, all the Zhao soldiers saw this horrifying scene and all gasped. They couldn't believe their own eyes.

Yingjun was unscathed.

However, the situation at this moment did not allow them to have any time to be frightened. In an instant, the faces of all Zhao's soldiers became ferocious and terrifying.

The leader, Lieutenant Zhao, had red eyes. With a loud roar, he dropped the long sword in his hand, picked up the rolling stone on the edge of the city wall, held it high and threw it at Yingjun.

"Go to hell."

With the angry roar, the rolling stone as big as a bull's head was instantly thrown out and smashed towards Yingjun with a roar.

Lieutenant Zhao didn't even look at the result, and a fierce roar echoed in his mouth:

"Rolling Stone, Samu, Golden Juice!!! Hurry!!!"

After roaring, the captain turned his head and looked in Yingjun's direction.

However, Ying Jun had an indifferent look on his face, and the shield in his hand instantly knocked away the whistling rolling stones, so easily that he didn't waste any effort at all, and his original forward movement had no impact at all.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Rockets roared.

Dozens more arrows were shot towards Yingjun from the left and right directions. At the same time, the soldiers of Zhao on the top of the city appeared in front of the ladder carrying rolling stones and wood. The rolling stones and wood in their hands were not Throw it down without any hesitation.

At this moment, a sound like angry thunder suddenly struck below the ladder.

"Don't hurt my lord!!!"

In the roaring sound, countless javelins shot up from the top of the city, but they were thrown out by the Beiwei soldiers who were standing in formation on the city wall.

The javelin, a weapon that had appeared not long after the birth of mankind, exploded with unparalleled ferocity in the hands of Bei Weijun.

The javelin carried by the Wei army was a sharp weapon that even Tiefu Tu could not stop, let alone the soldiers of Sergeant Zhao at this moment.

shhhhhh! !

In an instant, all the Zhao soldiers who showed their heads at the top of the city were immediately shot off by roaring javelins, and exploded like watermelons. The miserable howls were not even heard, and the headless corpses fell down.

With a banging sound, the rolling stones and wood in his hands fell directly to the bottom of the city, or rolled into the soldiers behind, and they suddenly started to wail.

However, Yingjun on the ladder exploded all the rockets fired at the same time.

Sparks flew and sawdust flew.

Yingjun crossed the remaining distance in three or two steps on the ladder, and in the blink of an eye, he stepped onto the bluestone city head of Handan.

Under the city wall, the dark Qin soldiers stared at the fluttering white cloak at the top of the city. They were so excited that they couldn't control themselves. Without anyone's orders, all the soldiers raised their weapons in unison in an instant. shouted:
"Wind! Wind! Strong wind!!!"

Zhang Tang, who was at the back, jumped up even more excitedly, pulled the tired drum beater in front of him, picked up the drumsticks with both hands and started beating desperately.

"Ahhh..." Zhang Tang opened his mouth wide and couldn't help roaring, everything turned into a roaring drum beat.

dong dong dong-

The drumhead vibrates.

The sound of the drums was powerful.

Hundreds of war drums were affected at the same time. Everyone looked at the white figure on the top of the city and beat the war drums desperately.

The roaring war drums instantly became more exciting.

The soldiers' excited morale exploded instantly, like a volcano erupting, and they rushed forward with shouts.

There is no formation.

There is no need for formation at this moment either.

Everyone has only one thought at the moment.

"rush!"

"Come on!!!"

"Follow the prince!!!"

In the roaring sound, the earth trembled under the galloping footsteps of 30 people.

Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
However, at this moment, Sergeant Zhao's soldiers at the top of the city were also going crazy.

"The enemy general has entered the city!"

"Siege and kill him."

"Knock him down!!!"

Amidst the extremely fierce roars, the Zhao troops who had been waiting at the edge of the city wall immediately rushed forward in a swarm.

Changge and halberds swarmed in like a forest.

Chang Ge slashed his head.

The halberd stabbed the chest.

As the cold light flickered, a sharp sword slashed towards Dengcheng's legs.Looking around, as far as the eye could see, all the soldiers of Zhao's army were blushing at this moment, with ferocious expressions on their faces, and they rushed forward with a desperate attitude.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill!"

A cold light flashed in Ying Jun's eyes, and he retreated instead of advancing. The Chixiao in his hand cut off several long halberds that were attacking his head, and he suddenly stretched out his arms to hug the halberd that was stabbing him.

With the sound of stabbing and stabbing, the blade of the halberd cut across the wrist armor and arm armor. The moment sparks burst out, Yingjun roared, and in an instant, the seven or eight Zhao soldiers holding the halberd were killed. He raised it high above his head and flew it to the bottom of the city.

In a flash of lightning, Ying Jun suddenly jumped up from the city wall and crashed into the position vacated by Zhao Jun holding a halberd.

"kill!"

The cold light of the red sky swept across.

Seven or eight dazed heads of the Zhao army flew up, and as blood rushed out, the halberd-wielding Zhao soldiers who were thrown outside the city wall fell heavily to the ground. At the moment when their muscles and bones were broken and blood was vomited from the mouth, they were swarmed from around them. The Qin army was instantly killed on the spot.

And this series of changes happened in an instant. Most of the soldiers around Zhao had not yet reacted. In just a moment, Yingjun's tall and strong body was already standing at the top of the city.

His armor was soaked in blood, his eyes were red, he was not angry but he was evil.

In a radius of one foot, there were heads rolling around, and on the ground dripping with blood, the body of Sergeant Zhao had fallen in a circle, still twitching.

Silence.

Dead silence.

The breath disappeared without a trace at this moment.

While the other directions of the city wall were still full of people fighting for their lives, this section of the city wall fell into an eerie silence.

Uncontrollable fear bloomed on the faces of the surrounding Zhao soldiers, and their eyes widened to the extreme.

There is only one person and one sword.

Such as Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

The next moment, distant shouts of death surged in from all directions, and the dead silence was broken in an instant. After returning to their senses, the faces of Sergeant Zhao's soldiers reappeared with ferocity, and they rushed towards Yingjun with shouts. .

"kill!"

Under the command of the city wall commander, Lian Po was so frightened by this series of events that he trembled all over. Where is the tiger here?

At this moment, Lian Po thought of a sentence in his mind: The king fought fiercely, as shocked as angry, and attacked his ministers as fiercely as a tiger.

The words once spoke of King Xuan of Zhou, Jijing.

However, at this moment, Lian Po suddenly thought of Yingjun in front of him. The calmness and confidence that existed just now had gradually gone away, and were replaced by a gradually spreading uneasiness.

"Wrong, all wrong. Yingjun is clearly a tiger!"

As Lian Po murmured, he tightened his grip on the sword hilt in his hand. His joints creaked, and the back of his hand turned red instantly.

A tiger is always a tiger.

But the tiger is destined to be invincible.

When Lian Po thought of this, his heart twitched violently, and his trembling pupils were full of murderous intent. He immediately turned to Chu Sheng and ordered:

"Go. Gather all the warriors and surround Yingjun here at all costs!"

"promise!"

Chu Sheng gritted his teeth and roared, and immediately took the order and left, blowing the horn on his chest continuously along the way, and a burly soldier named Tigo holding a halberd continued to gather behind him.

The soldiers of Zhao who were waiting at the top of the city were swarming towards Yingjun's position like a flood...

at the same time.

A dull thunderous roar sounded from the ladder. Dian Wei's burly body, like a giant spirit, held a large banner with one hand, stepped on the swaying ladder, and then stepped onto the city head.

There were arrows stuck in the armor on his body, but Dian Wei seemed to be unaware of it. He held his halberd in his other hand and slashed away the charging Zhao soldiers, roaring like thunder.

"Breaking the city!!!"

After saying that, the giant spirit-like body slashed and collided, plowing a bloody path through the crowd and heading towards Ying Jun's position.

The ever-advancing banner is rising like the sun in the east.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The 30 Qin soldiers went completely crazy. Amidst the desperate roar of the strong wind, they carried their sacrifices one by one on the ladders and climbed to the top of the city of Handan.

The dark soldiers of the Qin army bit their swords and began to attack the city like ants.

But the first one to climb the city wall was a silent soldier named Beiwei. He held a shield and charged wildly, like a mountain collapsing, rushing towards the top of the city to kill the soldier Zhao who was also coming.

"kill!"

In an overwhelming and invincible momentum.

The soldiers from both sides roared and collided without giving an inch. The soldiers of Zhao used all their strength to slam together the shields in their hands and the paint plaques on their backs.

bang bang bang bang-

The sound of continuous impact echoed one after another on the west city wall.

It is easy to shake a mountain, but difficult to shake a mountain.

It is even more difficult to shake the Wei army.

A pair of strong feet pushed hard on the ground. The moment the bluestone on the ground squeezed out a layer of brick mud, the back Weijun suddenly pushed forward.

The big ax from behind followed up, and then slashed out fiercely.

In the howling wind, the shields and swords that were blocked along the way, and the halberds and swords that were exchanged were all broken instantly.

Click, click.

Immediately, heart-rending roars and screams exploded on Zhao Jun's front line on the city wall.

Blood and flesh splattered, and stumps scattered everywhere.

Amidst the screams of ah ah ah, thousands of ax lights were flying at the top of the city, and the creepy sound gradually filled the air.

this day.

At the top of Handan City, the gate of hell is open!

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