At the foot of Weiyuan City, Han Ba ​​had already laid out his 200,000 troops in a battle formation, waiting for Zhuo Xing's heads to arrive before he could attack the city in force. What he didn't expect were the heads of eight monster monks.

Han Ba's beard and hair were arrogant and furious, and he immediately issued an order to attack the city!

The first wave of attacks began. Three thousand elite soldiers shouted for killing and rushed towards the rain of arrows shot from the city wall.

Tianxing General Zhuo Xing was full of energy and personally stood on the tower to supervise the battle. All the Anle believers regarded him as a god, and their morale could not be higher.

A fierce offensive and defensive battle began, with arrows raining like rain, crossbow stones flying in random directions, and oily wood fired. For a moment, gunpowder smoke filled the air, flames shot into the sky, and the soldiers below the city screamed and fell in pieces.

In less than half an hour, two-thirds of the soldiers in the first wave of attacks had been killed or injured. Han Ba ​​waved his hand, and the second wave of soldiers rushed forward.

In this way, the attacks came one after another, with almost no gaps. The battle lasted from morning to afternoon. The siege soldiers rushed over one after another and fell in pieces.

Corpses piled up like a mountain under the city wall, and the broken siege ladders fell to the ground in a mess, still burning. The thick black smoke and the smell of burnt corpses flew five miles away.

The scene could no longer be described as corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood. Even the Anle Cult thieves guarding the city couldn't stand it anymore.

"Keep attacking me!"

After all the soldiers in the tenth wave of attacks were killed, Han Ba's expression remained unchanged, with no trace of pity or grief in his eyes.

"Marshal, we can't continue the attack. We have already killed nearly 30,000 soldiers!" a lieutenant general pleaded.

"Whoosh!"

"ah!"

Han Ba ​​cut the deputy general into two pieces at the waist with one stroke of his sword.

"How dare you sway the morale of the army? All officers and men, the enemy city is about to be breached. If you continue to talk nonsense and sway the morale of the army, you will be killed without mercy!"

Han Ba ​​stared with two bull eyes and foam was spraying out from the corners of his mouth.

The casualties were so serious that even the trusted lieutenants brought by Han Ba ​​could not stand it any longer. One of the lieutenants said carefully: "Marshal, you see, this battle has been going on for a whole day, and the soldiers are still...

I'm hungry, why don't I pause for a while and cook rice so that the soldiers are full before fighting?"

Han Ba ​​hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay! Ming Jin withdraws his troops and eats first!"

The fierce battle finally came to an end. Zhuo Xing, who was standing on the city tower, looked at the piles of corpses under the city and felt a little unbearable. He frowned and murmured to himself: "Is this Han Ba ​​stupid?

Giving away people's heads is like giving away money, is he going crazy?"

Tang Zhou, the military advisor who had been standing beside him, sneered and said: "Your Majesty, Han Ba ​​is not only not stupid, but also very smart. Not to mention sacrificing 30,000 elite soldiers, even if all 100,000 troops were killed, he would not

Won’t blink an eye!”

"How do you say this?" Zhuo Xing was surprised.

"Your Majesty, haven't you noticed? All those who came to attack the city were Huangpu Biao's men, and Han Ba's 100,000 soldiers from Anxia Prefecture were not used at all. Obviously, he wanted to wait until both of us were defeated.

At that time, he was reaping the benefits of being a fisherman, which not only depleted the strength of the imperial court, but also achieved the goal of annihilating us. Going back to claim credit and receive rewards shows that he also has a disobedient heart!"

"What a plan to kill two birds with one stone! So vicious!"

Zhuo Xing punched the wall angrily: "Commander, how should we respond?"

Tang Zhou smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, it is not difficult to break this situation. As the saying goes, people's hearts are made of flesh. No matter how strict the military order is, it will be obliterated by the blood of our own people. All we need is this..."

As the sun sets in the west, the red sunset shines on the battlefield, reflecting the blood-red light curtain, making the place under Weiyuan City look like Shura Purgatory.

After dinner, Han Ba ​​grinned: "I will charge all the remaining 70,000 troops in the vanguard! The Anxia army will supervise the battle from behind. Anyone who is timid will be killed!"

The military orders fell like a mountain, and the remaining 70,000 Huangpu Biao's men rushed towards Weiyuan City like a tide, but they had no momentum at all, and even the shouts of killing were scattered.

To attack is to die, and to retreat is also to die. People are panicked, life and death are uncertain, and the 70,000-strong army does not know what to do.

"Dong dong dong dong..."

Han Ba ​​ordered the drums of the charge to be beaten, but the thumping drums did not inspire the fighting spirit of the soldiers. In their ears, they were like drums urging death.

But something surprising happened to them!

Not a single arrow was shot from the high city wall, and the rolling stones piled on the wall stacks were gone. Even the soldiers on the wall put down their swords and guns, and put their hands to their mouths.

It forms a trumpet shape.

Shouts rang out one after another, using the dialects of various states and counties. Every soldier who heard the dialect of his hometown felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but stop and look up.

"Fellows! If we don't fight our own people, stop working for the northwestern thugs! Can't you see? That beast Han Ba ​​asked you to die! The only way to survive is to counterattack and go back! As long as you want to survive

, we will go out of the city to wish you a helping hand..."

These friendly local dialects indeed had a huge psychological effect. All 70,000 troops stopped attacking the city, gathered together, and whispered to each other.

Han Ba ​​stood on the hillside and saw this scene from a distance. He was furious and his eyes were red. He roared like crazy: "Reverse! Reverse! Archers, let me shoot!"

Arrows rained down from the sky, but they were not shot by the thieves of the Anle Sect, but from the rear of the 70,000-strong army!

There was a scream, and a large section of the soldiers at the rear fell down due to arrows.

Han Ba's firing of the arrow completely ignited the anger in the hearts of the 70,000-strong army, and their originally wavering hearts were suddenly crushed to a solid state.

"Brothers! Fight back! Avenge the dead brothers! Seek justice for General Huangpu!" Someone in the crowd raised his arms and shouted.

The result is obvious. The 70,000-strong army responded to the call and turned around with a roar. They rushed towards the Anxia Prefecture army in the rear like crazy. Compared with just now, it was really powerful and full of killing sounds.

Shocking!

The two sides soon became entangled, as if two turbulent tides collided violently, stirring up huge waves. The arrogance that the 70,000-strong army had suffered for the past few days was vented like a flash flood.

Unstoppable.

A melee between our own people begins!

When Zhuo Xing on the tower saw this, he jumped up and down with joy, and asked with a smile on his face: "Military advisor! This trick of yours is so effective! Do you think we should go out of the city to help them now?"

Military advisor Tang Zhou showed a sneer and said: "Your Majesty, please be patient. Let's take a look first. The oil isn't hot yet, so don't rush to put the food in the pot!"

After another meal, when the two sides were fighting in darkness, the gate of Weiyuan City quietly opened, and the 80,000 thieves divided into two teams, quickly left the city, and outflanked them from both sides.

, surrounded Han Ba’s large army.

"General Tianxing" Zhuo Xing is wearing a copper armor, a seven-star sword hanging on his waist, and a white horse on his hip. He is really majestic. Next to him are the military counselor Tang Zhou, the general Wang Bo and the man who is as strong as an iron tower. He is so anxious that he pulls a cow.

The capable general Song Dian and others protected him and held the battle formation from behind to supervise the battle. Almost all the defenders in the city came out in full force, determined to destroy Han Ba's 100,000-strong army.
Chapter completed!