Chapter 204

Zhang Feng is indeed a famous general. Even if he is just guarding a small town that is not strong, he can still keep it airtight. For three consecutive days, the four walls are as solid as rocks by the sea. I will not move if you wave and wind blow.

The short wall, which was less than ten meters, became an insurmountable natural barrier for Yuan Jun. Yuan Jun used bows and arrows to erect rows of tightly connected cowhides on the city. Apart from the sound of the rain of arrows falling on the shield, it was like an ants scratching the elephant.

The huge crossbow on each city wall, and the creaking sound of the thick crossbow strings being squeaked, each Yuan soldier rushing in front, was numb and wanted to turn around and run. Although every time a crossbow arrow as thick as a baby's thigh was shot, it would take a while before firing the next one, no one was sure to pat his chest and say, "It's okay, there are too many people, so I will definitely not shoot me, right?"

Compared to the psychological advantage of Yuan Jun's 100,000 soldiers, the Cao army soldiers on the city seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. They did not feel timid or afraid at all when facing Yuan Jun who was overwhelmed. Instead, they were like a platypus meeting an ant, and they were so jealous that they wanted to bite it with their mouths.

Whenever Yuan’s soldiers were about to occupy a certain city wall, Zhang Feng, who was wearing two bright red pheasant tail feathers, would appear in time. The leading actress in Cao’s army, no, the sensational effect of famous generals appeared is hard to imagine outsiders. Cao’s army, who was retreating step by step, was like taking drugs, and drove Yuan’s army down the city without fear of life and death. Some of the seriously injured Cao army actually held Yuan’s soldiers and jumped off the city wall together...

What made Yuan Jun even more worried was that Zhang Feng's personal soldiers had a black thing that would make loud noises and firelights. Whenever they threw them under the city, they could kill and injure several people. Although this thing was not very lethal, people's fear of unknown things often came from their own hearts. Whenever Zhang Feng's personal soldiers threw this thing under the city, Yuan Jun screamed and retreated like a group of frightened birds, fighting to the death, even if they were trampling on their howling brothers and sisters, they would step on a way out.

Yan Liang looked at the city from afar, and could only shake his head and sigh for several days. Several times, Yuan Jun had already reached the top of the city, but as soon as Zhang Feng appeared, the situation immediately turned over. Cao Jun, who had a strong morale, drove Yuan Jun down.

Fortunately, there must be not many black things that explode. Otherwise, if there is one soldier who defends the city, there is no need to fight this battle, just retreat.

The famous general effect!

Yan Liang watched the two pheasant-tailed feathers walking back and forth in the city from a distance, and always felt that Zhang Feng was a little wrong. In his impression, Zhang Feng always kept talking, and even if he didn't fight, he would use words to attack the other party or simply curse, and do his best to adjust it. Although Zhang Feng also appeared this time, he never took it himself, and even said a word, but just pulled out the sword and waved it. Naturally, someone went up and fought desperately.

"Mingjin will withdraw your troops!" Yan Liang said helplessly to the left and right, and everyone followed him and turned toward the camp.

Because of the kind of explosion, Yuan Jun's camp was tied far away from the city wall, in case a soldier with amazing arm strength broke out and threw him directly into his tent, and he would die in a mess.

"It has been three days, and I can't take the city wall. Eight or nine thousand people have died in vain and countless injuries. In a few days, it will be the time to meet with the Lord to join the army. What should I do?" Yan Liang was upset and took off his helmet and threw it to the personal soldiers behind him. He sat down on the handsome chair with a loud bang. The cloak and his own weight pressed the fragile chair into a squeak.

Before that, he boasted about the sea and vowed to take down the white horse. Then Ju Su said that he was having a bad temper. Humph, crow's mouth, he had already asked his lord to forget this guy and Tian Fengguan. He was so fucking angry!

After thinking about it, there is no good idea. I can only fill it with my life. If necessary, I have to go there myself. After all, I am a famous general.

Of course, it is necessary to confirm that the terrifying black thing in Zhang Feng's hand has been used up.

No, Zhang Feng has always been cunning. Will he be just a little bit guarding against him?

The more Yan Liang thought about it, the more likely he felt that it was possible. Like Ju Shu and others, his intestines were broken into black.

There was a special person in the camp who was staring at the direction of the city to prevent someone from going out to the city to attack or ask for help. Moreover, Tian Feng also said that to attack the camp, it was mostly when the enemy was just coming and not firmly established and was tired. It has been three days since then. Besides, there have been so many people killed and injured here, so there should be some losses in the city, right?

The night passed and everything was safe. The alert soldiers of Yuan Jun also relaxed. It was almost dawn, and there was another day without any trouble!

In another quarter of an hour, the Yuan soldiers who were still trying to keep their energy were yawning one by one, and their tears were so sore that they could be crying. How could they wait for this last moment?

Silently, there was a loud noise in the west, as if it was the kind of thing that could kill people that was thrown from the city! At the same time, a shout from countless people sounded: "Capture Yan Ruyu alive!"

What's wrong? Being attacked! The soldiers who were sleepy just now grabbed the horns on their chests and bulged their cheeks and blew them hard, hoping to arouse the resting compatriots. In fact, this was unnecessary. The loud noise just now, even the pig was awakened, let alone the human beings?

Although more and more Yuan soldiers rushed out of the tent, unfortunately it seemed a little late. In the dark light, there were countless enemies, and they had already rushed into the camp and started to kill.

The person in the leader, a dazzling Fangtian Painted Ridge, ignites wherever he pointed, and the people behind him lit the fire. Several piles of Yuan Jun who had finally gathered together were killed by him.

"Damn, last time I was killed by the second son of the Yuan family, and I ran away like a dog. Now I have to earn some interest and come back!" Zhang Feng directed the people and set fire, and touched Yan Liang's main account.

The general's main account is easy to recognize, and there is the highest handsome flag outside. However, this tent of 100,000 people can't be seen at a glance.

Zhang Feng went straight and went all the way, and the few scattered soldiers who dared to block the road were killed and scattered. However, the longer the time, the more Yuan soldiers gathered. After all, Zhang Feng only had three thousand cavalry in his hands, so he just needed to find Yan Liang to kill them.

However, there is such a big noise here, and the city probably has to come out to support him. The silly girl Lu Qiling followed her and sneaked out and mingled in the personal army. Unexpectedly, she came in handy and pretended to appear on the city tower to attract the attention of the enemy. However, she took the cavalry for three days and three nights to look for opportunities. Even when the siege was the most tragic time, she didn't take action because she knew that it was not a good time.

Either kill all Yuan Jun, which seems a bit difficult, or kill or seriously injure Yan Liang, although it seems that this task is not easy.

However, when it comes to people's hearts, Zhang Feng is confident that few people in this world can count themselves. Therefore, this trick of escape from the cicada really confused Yan Liang, making him think that he was staying in the city, but he didn't expect to suffer another big loss.

The tents in the camp were burning more and more, and the area was getting bigger and bigger. The fire was taking advantage of the wind, and the Yuan army was screaming everywhere. At this time, there was the Yuan army who had the idea of ​​blocking the enemy. I am afraid that only Yan Liang's personal guards would be there.

Finally, I saw Yan Liang! He was naked, wearing only boots, exposed his furry thighs, and his scattered hair seemed to have just been released from the prison. Hundreds of personal guards were tightly clustered beside his chief general. The fire in the camp was burning from the west, with a river to the north and a Baima City to the south, so he had to escape east.

"Yan Ruyu! Come back and fight with me!" Zhang Feng was sure that this time, the enemy had no intention of gathering the soldiers and fighting again, so he shouted that he wanted to fight Yan Liang alone.

Yan Liang, who was helplessly surrounded by soldiers and fled in search of a way, became excited by Zhang Feng and tried his best to stop the horse that was beaten by his personal soldiers around him. "If you escape like this, your lord will punish us. It's better to fight to the death!"

"General, you must not fall into the trap! Zhang Feng is not as brave as Lu Bu. If you keep the green mountains here, you will not have to worry about losing firewood!"

After a moment of stopping, Zhang Feng's troops behind him had already shot arrows, and dozens of arrows shot over, and Yan Liang's last few guards fell down.

"Don't hurt my soldiers!" Yan Liang was even more furious when he saw this. It turned out that Zhang Feng, who was silent in the city, was fake. This was the real thing. He was indeed trapped!

"Come on, Brother Ruyu! Look at whether your sword is fast or my halberd is sharp!" Zhang Feng laughed.

Sure enough, Zhang Feng asked his opponent to burst his blood vessels as soon as he opened his mouth! Yan Liang desperately reminded himself to be calm, but when he saw Zhang Feng's slutty smile, he was almost angry.

"Ha!" Yan Liang, naked, exposed his chest hair, waving in the wind, raised his sword and ran towards Zhang Feng with anger.

Many people have studied Zhang Feng's martial arts, especially in the battle with Lu Bu at that time, and came to a common conclusion that Zhang Feng had a skill that could relieve his strength.

However, the so-called one force reduces ten points and releases power has a limit. If your own strength is small and the opponent's strength exceeds the limit you can bear, you will still be hit.

Yan Liang had never heard of Zhang Feng killing a famous general on the spot, so he concluded that this guy must be better at talking than in his hands!

The raised sword emitted the murderous intent and light as hot as the fire in the distance under the sun that gradually emerged. The faint scar on Zhang Feng's face could be clearly seen.

I thought Zhang Feng would do something to resolve his strength, but Yan Liang was very confident in his strength. Apart from Wen Chou, he had never met anyone who could resist his attack.

He felt that as long as Zhang Feng wanted to remove his strength, although the sword force would be stopped, he would definitely hit Zhang Feng's hand or arm.

But Zhang Feng did not dodge or avoid, and actually fought with him!

The sparks on the two of them flashed and made a loud noise like thunder. Zhang Feng remained motionless, while Yan Liang and his horse retreated several steps. The horse neighed to the sky, feeling extremely sad, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

"Come again, Brother Ruyu! It seems that your strength is as strong as your words, and they are very womanly! Haha!" Zhang Feng would never miss any opportunity to humiliate his opponent. This will disrupt his opponent's psychology and the greater the chance of winning.

Zhang Feng was not very comfortable with this attack, and his hands were numb. However, Yan Liang's thick-backed sword was at least a dozen pounds heavier than his, but he relied on the advantage of the horse. How could Yan Liang's broken horse compare with his own?

Yan Liang's face turned black and red, and he was repeatedly humiliated by his opponents. Moreover, his proud strength did not have an advantage in front of the opponent, which made Hebei's No. 1 player look very bad.

It seems that he can't compare to Guan Er. Lao Luo said that Yan Liang was killed by him.

Zhang Feng danced a halberd flower casually, which attracted the crowd of personal soldiers behind him to cheer. How could they know that Zhang Feng was taking the opportunity to move his numb arms?

The two horses trotted and sprinted again, and the fire that was getting closer and closer seemed to exist in the eyes of the two gangs.

Yan Liang was determined to have one of them and Zhang Feng who wanted to lie down here, his eyes were red, and the blue veins on his hands were as violent as a small snake because he tried to the extreme.

Zhang Feng's horse was fast. When he rushed to Yan Liang's horse, his horse had not reached its maximum speed. Suddenly, he pulled the reins tightly. The red horse under his crotch stood alone, lifting his two front hooves high, Zhang Feng clamped the horse's belly, and his whole body was almost parallel to the ground.

Even though Zhang Feng was like a god to his personal soldiers, the soldiers still exclaimed in surprise when they saw this situation: "General, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the horse stood up again. Zhang Feng followed the sinking force, held the two ends of the halberd with his hands, one left and one right, and gritted his teeth and used all his life to slash him down, like lightning falling from the sky, fast and fast.

Yan Liang suddenly lost Zhang Feng's figure and said that he fell off the horse. When he came to his senses, he appeared again on the horse's back. With the help of the momentum, the horse's heavy force and his waist force made a terrifying straight slash, and he had already sent it to him...

With a loud noise, mixed with the silence of Yan Liang's personal soldiers, Yan Liang's left shoulder and his arm were cut off. Before the blood could flow to the ground, Zhang Feng's horse moved again, as if he didn't need to run, and Zhang Feng swept back with a backhand. Yan Liang's head, which was still in shock, had already soared into the sky, scattering circles of blood that were sprinkled.

"General Yan is dead!" The personal soldiers could not believe in the existence of absolute power. The first general in Hebei was killed by Zhang Feng in just two rounds, and he only used Yan Liang's best power!

With the spread of the fire and the death of the chief general, what else can Yuan Jun do with these 80,000 yuan?

escape!
Chapter completed!