The Conquest of the Three Kingdoms

The blood on the ground stained the whole earth red.The second group of siege soldiers stepped on the corpses of the first group and looked left and right. A brother on the left had an arrow inserted into his right arm, and then another long arrow shot directly through his head. He fell down and never got up again.

But the few remaining thousand people in front were slashing desperately with unskilled sword skills and war knives that had already begun to curl, with hideous faces. Obviously, the first batch of Wancheng soldiers were red-eyed and roared loudly , the corners of their mouths even bleed, they will still throw the last knife and gun with all their strength, directly piercing the enemy...

These Wancheng soldiers wiped the sweat from their foreheads with their sleeves on the way of charging, and looked up at the red sun shining on the red land, so bright that they couldn't keep their eyes open.Poor Xiangyang city side bone, still the person in the spring girl's dream.

Among these soldiers, the only sun she saw in her dream was also blood red like this?

Wei Yan brandished a broadsword and fought vigorously on the top of the city, as if painting with blood. The never-lowered head under the armor was the hope of all Wancheng soldiers, like a banner.

His whole face was washed with blood, but he still fought furiously,

"This is war."

Huo Jun, who was standing in the center of the tower, let out such emotion inadvertently. At this time, he no longer had the leisure to sit on this handsome seat.

He shouted: "Brothers must always maintain the tranquility of Jingzhou, let us send these Wancheng soldiers back to their hometown together."

After a carnival, the two new forces met as expected, the swords and arrows flying up and down, the howling fireballs, and the fearless Wancheng soldiers like fire. Although they fell one after another, every scar and weapon was Falling in front of them, no one was knocked down from behind. The Jingzhou army is as indifferent as water. They never shouted when they killed, but silently shouted in their hearts...

Wen Qiang drew his sword and commanded: "Soldiers who supervise the war have changed into soldiers who attacked the city, attack for me."

Under the charging of Wancheng soldiers like wheels, the Jingzhou soldiers finally couldn't hold on anymore and began to completely control the city.

Suddenly, a large number of troops appeared behind Wancheng soldiers, and Wancheng soldiers' hope of victory was completely broken.In an instant, the Wancheng soldiers had to be defeated. Wen Qiang hurriedly led [-] elite cavalry to fight.

"Report, something is wrong with the general."

"Wei Yan looked at the captain who was in blood-stained armor beside him and asked: "What's the matter? "

"Su Dai, the prefect of Changsha, led [-] troops to support. General Wen is resisting. I'm afraid we won't be able to resist much. Let's retreat."

Wei Yan looked at the city of Xiangyang that had already been laid down, and at the soldiers who were about to continue attacking forward, he shouted helplessly: "The whole army retreats to me."

Wei Yan looked backward at the city of Xiangyang, which was once again occupied by Huo Jun, and looked forward at the soldiers and horses of Wancheng, which had begun to retreat steadily.

But there was not much time left for him, and he hurriedly led the soldiers to withdraw from the battlefield in Xiangyang, and retreated ten miles to set up camp.

Wei Yan actually shed a tear of sadness when he retreated, and Huo Jun didn't seem to smile much because of the victory at this time. Huo Jun stood on the top of the city, standing in the twilight of early spring, and what he saw was the red clothes. Jia's infantry and cavalry had already retreated to the southern hill outside the city, and the character "Wei" on the Dazhu flag was still faintly visible.And his own city of Xiangyang was covered in darkness, and the corps of black flag armor lined up neatly under the banner of the "Huo" character, but they no longer had murderous anger, but only had dull eyes...

Numerous corpses and discarded chariots became the only evidence of the battle on the battlefield, but at this time, there was no one fighting for it, because they knew they were all defeated...