Xiao Yun smiled bitterly, handed Pan Yuanshao to him, and arranged hundreds of soldiers to put away the rebels' weapons, and then scanned the battlefield again.

Zhang Shicheng had not many soldiers, only 40,000 people, plus he was killed by artillery just now, and 10,000 were killed and injured. Xiao Yun captured Pan Yuanshao and lost another 10,000 troops. In this way, the soldiers who were originally considered superiors immediately became disadvantages. Geng Bingwen, Qiu Cheng and He Wenhui's three-way soldiers quickly became horns, and rushed back and forth, and with the cannons on the periphery, the initial unrivalled momentum of the Eastern Wu army was quickly suppressed.

Seeing this result, Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time he felt a secretly regretful for Zhang Shicheng. Over the past year, this guy has fought a lot of breakthroughs, but he has never succeeded in breaking through. He thought the Northeast Gate was his last life gate, but he didn't expect it to be a dead gate.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun suddenly remembered the words, why did God make such a difficult time talking to me?

At this time, Zhang Shicheng was leading more than 10,000 troops to fight with Geng Bingwen. Relying on the soldiers' physical strength, and with continuous support from artillery behind him, Geng Bingwen was well guarding the city and joined forces to form 10,000 troops. Finally, he successfully blocked Zhang Shicheng's rush and gradually became a siege.

"Is it even more difficult to break out by Geng Bingwen?" Xiao Yun muttered twice, and was not in a hurry to come forward to help.

It seemed as if he could see the siege. Zhang Shicheng led everyone to fight hard, trying to fight a bloody road. At this time, he shouted, and a thousand suicide squads waved their swords and rushed towards them.

Among the more than 10,000 troops, Geng Bingwen calmly, narrowed his eyes and watched the thousand soldiers fighting, shouting in a deep voice: "Archer is ready______?"

The thousands of archers and powerful crossbowmen behind him heard the instructions, rockets and powerful crossbows, shot and killed a thousand enemy troops rushing towards him. They saw the feathered arrows in the sky as fast as lightning. The thousand Eastern Wu army was shot and killed three or four hundred people, and the people were overturned and the sound of mourning was filled with sarcasm.

With the support of everyone, Zhang Shicheng avoided one after another. Even so, he was shot and killed by this rain of arrows, and then he avoided Geng Bingwen's fierce attack in front of him.

Zhang Shicheng gritted his teeth and looked at the thousands of soldiers rushing in front of him, and sighed for some reason.

"It seems that Zhang Shicheng is not going to be the case. These Eastern Wu soldiers have been hungry for so long and fought for so long. Now they are at the end of their strength. If they continue to fight, they will only be killed?" He Wenhui murmured at the battlefield. While speaking, the guy still stuck out his tongue and licked the scarlet blood on his lips. Xiao Yun felt nauseous.

"Damn it, is this a merit given for nothing?" He Wenhui licked his lips and said.

Xiao Yun nodded and didn't say anything. The current situation did not require him to take action, and Zhang Shicheng would definitely not be able to escape.

Thinking of the ending of this generation of heroes, I couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"General, please allow General Mo to lead his brothers to fight to kill the enemy?" He Wenhui licked his lips and said with his eyes shining. Zhang Shicheng's defeat was destined, and this was a free gift. He didn't want to fall behind.

How could Xiao Yun not see his thoughts? His indifferent concern for fame and fortune does not mean that others do not care about others. Needless to say, Xiao Yun also knew what kind of contribution he had to kill Zhang Shicheng. So he didn't stop him and nodded and said, "Okay, you lead your 5,000 troops to form a siege. Remember to capture Zhang Shicheng alive?"

"Yes!" He Wenhui's face was flushed with excitement. Looking at the people surging on the battlefield, the guy didn't forget to lick his lips before turning around and shouting: "Follow me if you're not afraid of death!"

"Five thousand soldiers and horses had been waiting for this moment. After listening to He Wenhui's instructions, they drew out their big swords and rushed to the battlefield.

He Wenhui's troops had just left, and the war drums on the southeast side were like thunder. The horn sounded, and a group of people rushed over, bringing waves of dust and mist. One of them was the first, a tiger-headed silver spear, and was tall. He pulled the war horse with one hand and galloped over, shouting: "Zhang Shicheng rebels, let you see how powerful I am in Chang Yuchun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of cavalry behind him rushed into the enemy army. These soldiers were unconscious for more than half a year. When they saw Zhang Shicheng's soldiers, they were like hungry wolves who had been hungry and hungry. When they saw a sheep, they rushed over and quickly fought together.

The battlefield was not as cruel as before, and Chang Yuchun's cavalrymen joined. These hungry wolves were not polite. They fought hard in the sword light and sword shadows, and there were not many soldiers killed. There were shouts of killing. Xiao Yun couldn't help but sigh and said, "When you are drunk, you look at the sword with a lamp, and you dream of blowing the horns and camp. Eight hundred miles away, and fifty strings are used to turn the sound of the block outside.

The soldiers are drawn on the battlefield. The horse is made of a fast Lu, and the bow is astonished as thunder and strings.

After the king's world affairs, he won the reputation of his life and his death. Poor white happened! "After singing, he shouted: "Brothers, follow me to capture Zhang Shicheng?"

"Catch Zhang Shicheng!" Five thousand soldiers behind him shouted, and the sound was like thunder.

Tens of thousands of soldiers quickly rushed into the northeast city gate. Seeing that Zhang Shicheng's army was not too late to retreat, Zhang Shicheng was surrounded by his debauchery, but his vision was not bad. At this time, he was surrounded by his loyal confidant in the center. He looked at his former brothers and was killed one by one. He couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and he tied the horse's reins and cried: "It's me, it's me who harmed you!"

He cried several times, and saw that the army of Western Wu was growing and there was no hope of returning to the city and had no result in breaking through the siege. His former ambitions disappeared immediately, and he was replaced by all thoughts. He sighed to the sky and said, "Forget it! Forget it, Zhu Yuanzhang is yours, and I, Zhang Shicheng, are going to die now?" After saying that, he was about to slash his sword, but was killed by his loyal confidant, and he rushed up and hugged him, crying, "Your Majesty, you must not, you must not!"

Zhang Shicheng looked at the loyal men around him and started crying bitterly.

"Your Majesty, even if you die, we must protect your Majesty from rushing out?" a confidant said gritting his teeth.

"Yes, even if we die, we will escort Your Majesty out. Your Majesty is our hope. You can't tell me about life and death easily until the last moment?" Another confidant pulled Zhang Shicheng and cried.

Zhang Shicheng cried, "This time I have failed completely and can never get up again. You can only die with me. Suppose, I, I really can't bear to die like this?" In the end, Zhang Shicheng burst into tears.

Seeing him like this, everyone felt sad, and a confidant said, "Since that's the case, I will accompany Your Majesty. If Your Majesty is born, we will live. If Your Majesty dies, we will accompany Your Majesty to die. If a man is a real man, he should be loyal to the emperor. How can he betrayal? I can't do such a thing indifferently?"

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Chapter completed!