From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 141: The war begins; Four Pans perform extraordinary feats in times of crisis! (Please subscribe~)

Suddenly there was a sharp sound breaking through the air, and then a warm current sprayed on the back of his neck.

"Uh……"

Yan Hong's body froze in place instantly, and the damp heat behind him slowly dissipated.

"Brother Yong..."

He turned around with a creaky neck and was shocked to see a scarlet arrow piercing his brother's mouth. He was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

"Brother Yong!"

Yan Hong collapsed and screamed, and saw with his own eyes that Yan Yong's pupils were rapidly dilating.

"what!"

He shouted loudly and looked back with bloodshot eyes.

Wu Fengdeng was standing by the moat, his longbow still in hand.

"Asshole! I will definitely kill you!"

Hearing his roar, Wu Fengdeng remained silent, then took out an arrow from the mechanism box and aimed it.

When Yan Hong saw the cold light flashing, he felt a chill in his heart and quickly dragged Yan Yong's body back to the city.

At this point, facing the vigilance of many Zhao cavalry on the wall, Wu Fengdeng put away his bow and arrow and turned to look at Guo Huan.

Yan Hong's act of escaping alone made the Zhao cavalry curse and lose all will to fight. Soon they were killed or captured by the Qin army.

"Fortunately you reminded them in time, otherwise they would have succeeded this time." Guo Huan still had lingering fears.

This group of Zhao cavalry moved swiftly and with great skill, and even the Qin army's sentries were secretly dealt with by them, and they did not make any noise until they broke into the prisoner-of-war camp.

If they really rescued Yan Yong and others, Guo Huan and Wu Fengdeng, who were in charge of guarding them, would more or less be charged with negligence.

Fortunately, Wu Fengdeng gave the order to take down the suspension bridge in time, completely cutting off the Zhao cavalry's retreat route and thus avoiding a catastrophe.

"But, Brother Wu, you have to be careful in the future. You killed four of the five sons of the Yan family. Old Yan Ju must hate you to death."

Wu Fengdeng nodded and said slowly: "I understand."

He didn't need four. When he killed Yan Zhi, he knew that he would be targeted by Yan Ju sooner or later. But it didn't matter. As an enemy, it was a matter of time.

After the military camp returned to calm, Wu Fengdeng was also excited by this and no longer felt tired. He sat on the camp bed and closed his eyes to rest.

"Mr. Wu."

At this time, Qingdai came in with a wooden basin, and placed it at Wu Fengdeng's feet with a bang, splashing some water.

"Oh, the fever is finally gone. Young master, please soak your feet. It will relax your muscles and invigorate your blood circulation!"

"okay."

Wu Fengdeng took off his military boots and put his feet into the warm water. She held them in her hands and gently stirred the water.

The delicate and soft little hands were like clouds, making Wu Fengdeng relax his whole body, and the long-accumulated fatigue gradually dissipated.

"Mr. Wu, you haven't had a good rest for a long time. Your feet are very stiff."

She pressed it with difficulty, with a bitter smile on her face.

"Let me tell you, Master always says that people's feet are like tree roots, and all diseases start from the feet. From now on, I think you really need to take a good rest."

"I haven't had a good night's sleep since I came to Zhaodi. Oh, I'm so tired..."

Qingdai muttered to herself, but felt no movement. She looked up and found that Wu Fengdeng had fallen asleep leaning against a pillar, snoring faintly, and fatigue was evident between his brows.

Qingdai shut up obediently, and after quietly massaging her feet, she carefully carried the basin out, closing the door curtain gently...

The next day, the sound of the horn for the generals to assemble resounded around Jinyang. When Wu Fengdeng and Guo Huan arrived at Li Xin's tent, more than twenty positive and negative generals had already gathered.

At that time, on the map behind Li Xin, there were already a lot of characters marking Jinyang. He put his hands behind his back and said solemnly: "Everyone, after a few days of observation and exploration, the defense situation of Jinyang City has finally been explored."

"Opportunities are fleeting, so we'll start cooking an hour earlier this afternoon and launch the attack at twilight hour."

"Remember, as the saying goes, the first move will weaken the third move, so we must take Jinyang City in the first battle!"

After saying that, Li Xin and several military advisors distributed the detailed combat tasks.

For the city of Jinyang with its tall walls, the soldiers would undoubtedly suffer huge losses if they charged forcefully, so Li Xin adopted the most direct means, namely catapults and crossbows.

It happened that the Baijiying had invested heavily in this battle, with more than 30 catapults on the south road, and the rolling stones were readily available and in sufficient supply.

The Fire Armor Army where Wu Fengdeng was located was divided into four directions according to the generals. He and Guo Huan still focused on attacking the north, while Wang Ben was the main general to guard it.

However, in line with the principle of combining strength, most of the elite troops were still gathered at the South Gate, which was the real main attack direction, while the other three gates were used as feint attacks to disperse Jinyang's military strength.

After the details of the operation were discussed, Wu Fengdeng immediately responded by calling his subordinates to make deployments.

Thanks to Li Xin's order for daily drills and training, the Qin army camp was still as lively and noisy as usual. In the eyes of the Jinyang sentinels, it was no different from any other time, so they did not notice the murderous intent that was brewing during this period.

It was not until the afternoon of You time that smoke rose from the Jinyang city. Just when people were cooking, the horn bell representing the alarm suddenly rang out from the top of the city wall.

then.

Bang bang bang!
The loud bang startled the Zhao army who were still holding their rice bowls, and the rice soup instantly spilled everywhere.

"Defend the city! Defend the city!"

Yan Ju’s roar was heard in the City Lord’s Mansion.

The Battle of Jinyang begins.

The flames of war began to spread, and shouts of cheering that tore through the sky could be heard from inside and outside the city.

The catapults several feet high swung their giant arms and hurled them out, hurling comet-like boulders that smashed down. The sky-covered arrows were like a rain of falling arrows, whistling and piercing into the flesh and blood.

Wu Fengdeng sat on horseback, with seven battalions of soldiers behind him ready for battle. Under the encouragement and leadership of many captains, his eyes were unusually cold and resolute.

As soon as Wu Fengdeng gave the order, they would rush forward under the cover of the battering ram.

"It's not yet time."

Wu Fengdeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and naturally would not let his men rush forward to die at this time.

The stone-throwing continued. All the logistical soldiers from the prisoner-of-war camp's kitchen and baggage battalion were engaged in quarrying work, and a steady stream of stones were transported to the siege.

The importance of equipment was fully demonstrated at this time, and the strength of the Qin State was also fully revealed.

War is not just a confrontation between soldiers, but also a clash of national strength. With strong logistical support, how can we not be victorious?

For example, at this moment, the Jinyang defenders could only dodge around in the face of these huge stone attacks. They had no other options. Even if they fought back, they could only shoot with bows and arrows, which had little effect at that extreme distance.

Being unable to fight back after being beaten made Yan Ju and other generals look extremely gloomy, and they could only order the soldiers to dodge as much as possible.

This continued until midnight, when the Jinyang city wall had been damaged for more than four years and the catapults needed repair. Only then did General Li Xin draw his sword and order an attack.

The urgent horn sounded, and the dark Qin army surged into Jinyang City like a tide.

"We are just making a feint. It is more important to save your life. Don't charge in recklessly. If you need to retreat, retreat. The reserve soldiers are ready to take over at any time!"

Wu Fengdeng changed out of the sun-covering device, and the clear sound rang in the ears of every soldier.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"charge!"

Li Qun and three other captains immediately led their troops to charge forward.

Together with him were the men of three deputy generals including Guo Huan, who attacked more than 10,000 people and also issued orders to save their lives first.

After all, the purpose of the feint attack is to tie up Jinyang's troops and reduce the pressure on the main attack on the South Gate. The most important thing is to preserve the manpower.

Otherwise, all the troops would have to be deployed just to attack Jinyang, so how could we fight the subsequent battles?
The fighting was fierce in the front, and Wu Fengdeng and other four deputy generals were keeping a close eye on the enemy deputy generals they were targeting. If they found any signs of them attacking, they would immediately rush up to meet them.

Through the smoke, Wu Fengdeng saw Yan Hong's grim face on the city wall, his eyes fixed on him, extremely cold.

"Go ahead and test their strength."

Soon, Wang Ben gave orders on the general's chariot, and four deputy generals rode up on horseback.

Boom!
Wu Fengdeng climbed up a ladder steadily, then holding the Sun-Burning Sword, he swept away the whistling arrows in front of him and quickly rushed to the top of Jinyang City.

"Wu Fengdeng! Come and die for me!"

Yan Hong had been waiting for a long time at this time. The knife flashed fiercely, but before it reached him, Wu Fengdeng felt the sharp wind.

Clang!

He immediately swung the Sun-Burning Sword to block the knife light, and the sparks illuminated the faces of the two men.

"Four of the Five Tigers of my Yan family died at your hands. This is truly an unforgivable crime. I will punish you with all my might!"

Yan Hong's anger turned into a broken roar, and he suddenly kicked Wu Fengdeng in the waist.

Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Wu Fengdeng had already raised his leg to block it.

The rolling waves of Bingfa Jue gushed out, and even Yan Hong, who was in the middle stage of Tuodan, could not shake it at all for a while!

Clang!

Another simultaneous chop and collision caused the two men to retreat.

Wu Fengdeng only felt his arms a little numb, and his face looked a little solemn. It seemed that the eldest brother of the Yan family was much stronger than his four younger brothers.

"Today is the seventh day since my fifth brother's death, Wu Fengdeng. I will use your head to sacrifice to his spirit in heaven!"

Yan Hong's blood and energy surged, and he was covered in bright red. It was obvious that he had directly used the Blood Rush Technique. The blade also emitted a dazzling light.

"die!"

I saw six arms quickly extending from his body, waving at the same time in an instant, and red sword light whistled in the sky.

Wu Fengdeng frowned slightly. With his eagle eyes, he could naturally see that Yan Hong did not grow an extra arm, but he swung the sword too fast, causing the afterimage to be extremely real!
The sword energy in the sky is enough to kill any early stage Ren Tuodan. If it hits him, he will definitely be chopped into sashimi slices!

His expression suddenly turned serious and he immediately used his Divine Steps to try to dodge, but the thousands of sword beams seemed to have eyes and stared at him.

Seeing that he was about to be submerged, Wu Fengdeng calmed down in an instant.

"Start the game!"

The four Qimen plates suddenly spun out, spinning dizzily like parts of a precision instrument.

"Rest, start, live!"

Sanjimen calculated quickly, and just as the first blade was about to slice his neck, he disappeared from the spot.

"Humph, this is my most powerful martial arts sword style. Every strike is deadly and impenetrable. Let's see how long you can dodge!"

Yan Hong grinned confidently, watching Wu Fengdeng dodge in danger again and again, and he became even more convinced that he could not escape.

Great revenge must be avenged!

Great revenge...

Just as he was celebrating inwardly, he was shocked to see that the red shadow in the sword beams had avoided the stranglehold of more than a dozen sword beams by performing an unimaginable mid-air turn.

Then he landed on the ground, and rushed over in an instant, with the tip of the gun pointing directly at Yan Hong's eyebrows!

(End of this chapter)