Chapter 125 Two doors in a row, bloody slaughter

At this moment, the fight outside the South Gate is particularly fierce.

The flames and arrows flew. The Yellow Turban Army quickly approached the city wall and began to rush to the city wall. The Han army on this side was not as lucky as the East Gate, because Zhu Jun, the guard, was not there. It was difficult for Zhu Jun to let go of the daytime events. He had to go home to explain his family. When he had to, it was important to save his life first. He was the Zhu family. The man at the helm can't ignore it. He is sure that the death of Emperor Han is true. Now there are yellow scarves outside and chaos inside, so he has to prevent it.

But what he didn't expect was that his mistake this time led to the direct fall of Luoyang.

The soldiers and generals on the city wall all slept lazily and were swept by the fear of the day. They were looking for peace in their dreams. The main generals were not there. Why did these soldiers make it so difficult for them? Only a small number of people obeyed the military order.

No one knows that a butcher knife has reached out to their neck.

Outside the city, Zhang Mancheng was dressed in armor, holding a tiger-headed knife, and his eyes were shining, staring at the head of Luoyang City.

In this battle, whoever captures Luoyang first will have the greatest credit. He is not reasonable. Besides, even if he does not attack desperately for his soldiers, he does not want his brothers to die too much, but Sun Xia and Zhao Hong, they will never allow it.

What's more, the blood in his heart had already boiled. How could he not fight? But what he didn't expect was that the beginning was really too smooth. His leading troops were about to touch the city wall, and the Han army did not move at all. He even doubted whether it was the traitor of the Han army.

However, after struggling for a long time, he decided to make a bet. The whole army pressed him, and he took the lead and rushed to the south city of Luoyang. Sun Xia and Zhao Hong were unwilling to lag behind and rushed to the top of the city together.

suddenly.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The tearing shouts broke the quiet head of the city, and some patrolling Han troops finally found the shadow of the Yellow Turban Army and shouted repeatedly.

Unfortunately, it's too late. It's too late. Under the panic of the Han army, the main general is not here. The direct situation is that the soldiers can't find the generals, and the generals can't find the soldiers. They are in a mess, giving the yellow scarf more time. Their fate is doomed.

Zhang Mancheng's hanging heart finally fell into a panic cry at the head of the city. The Han army was really vulnerable. The former military division was right.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mancheng shouted.

"The Han army was defeated. Let's kill together and open the gate of Luoyang. Glory and wealth are in front of us. Kill it!"

The Yellow Turban Army, which was about to climb the city wall, was even more fierce after hearing Zhang Mancheng's roar. It roared desperately and rushed to the Han army with weapons. The Han army at the head of the city retreated without command, and the Yellow Turban Army climbed the wall.

Zhang Mancheng didn't really rush to the top of the city. If he accidentally hanged up, it would be too much. However, when he saw that the head of the city had stopped at his feet, he could no longer help it. Despite the dissuasion of his own army around him, he climbed up with red eyes.

The sharp-eyed yellow scarf saw Zhang Mancheng's powerful posture and shouted.

"Qu Shuai is coming, brothers, kill him!"

The rainbow-like yellow scarves were more confident and rampaged against the Han army. In an instant, the Han army was defeated like a mountain, leaving a dead body.

Zhang Mancheng finally climbed onto the wall and looked at the frightened Han army who were killed and laughed.

He was the first to take the head of the city, and his first achievement belonged to Zhang Mancheng, so he was even crazier. The tiger-headed knife flashed with bloodthirsty light. He rushed to the retreating Han army and split the Han army in front of him.

Blood sprayed on his face, and the unlucky Han soldier was split from it and fell down. Zhang Mancheng grinned and licked the blood on his face, as if it were delicious, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

A big knife raised and roared.

"Kill!"

The Han army around Zhang Mancheng saw that he was so fierce and bloodthirsty, and he kept retreating. They were afraid that the next unlucky person would be himself. Zhang Mancheng smiled and stepped in front of the Han pawn and cut it with a knife. A good man's head flew up in an instant and fell to the ground and turned around.

The more Zhang Mancheng killed, the more excited he became. He shouted. The tiger-headed knife danced in the crowd. It was difficult for the Han pawn to get close to him and hurriedly avoided retreat.

"Hahaha, as timid as a mouse, let me die!"

When Zhang Mancheng saw that the Han pawn was scared by himself, he shouted and went to a trembling Han pawn. The big knife cut at the Han pawn's neck. The Han pawn's feet softened and fell to the ground, but he was lucky to escape Zhang Mancheng's fatal knife and just cut off one of his right arms.

He gave an uncontrollable "ah" in pain, threw away the weapon in his hand with the other hand and picked up the broken arm that had been cut off to the ground.

Unfortunately, before he could react, a long gun from nowhere pierced his neck like lightning.

Zhang Mancheng was about to cut another knife, but he found that the soldier had been killed by a long gun. He turned his head and found that it was the deputy general Zhao Hong. Zhang Mancheng grinned.

"General Zhao, good marksmanship, let's kill all the Han army together!"

Zhao Hong nodded expressionlessly, and the long gun was suddenly taken back, and the Han pawn on the ground completely lost his vitality.

Originally, Zhang Mancheng alone made the Han soldiers afraid, and another fierce general who was no less than this god of killing god. The Han soldiers could no longer suppress their fear and turned their heads and ran away. This run was amazing. At first, there were only a few people, but slowly more and more people in the Han army joined the crowd of fleeing for their lives.

The Nanchengmen was lost, and the Yellow Turban Army did not seem to be satisfied with this. Under the leadership of Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong, they chased the Han army to kill. Some Han soldiers even threw away their weapons and surrendered, but the red-eyed yellow scarf soldiers did not hesitate at all. They brushed their heads with the big knife in their hands, leaving a blood.

At this time, the Han army no longer dared to surrender and fled desperately. Some soldiers even threw away their weapons in their hands in order to run faster. At this time, they had no choice but to give themselves more legs. These demons were really terrible.

At the top of the city, Sun Xia looked at Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong's desperate killing of the man, and shook his head sinisterly. There was a trace of arc at the corners of his mouth, but it just flashed away.

He is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He cut down his side and shouted.

" Stop, those who surrender will not be killed, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

The men who were desperate to resist could no longer help it. Hearing Sun Xia's words, some people quickly threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground and surrendered.

Sun Xia smiled and roared.

"Come on!"

The guard came to hold the boxing with a weapon.

"Qu Shuai!"

"Take these soldiers away, put them into our camp, and guard them strictly!"

"No!"

At this moment, the Han pawn in the city saw that the surrender was really not killed, and all the people did not want to die. The Han pawn knelt on the ground in an instant, and only some were still fighting and vowed not to surrender. Sun Xia said with hatred.

"Those who do not surrender will be killed without mercy!"

Then he took his own guard into the few Han pawns. Under the absolute advantage, it was useless not to be afraid of death. In a wave of killing, the Han pawn fell down like cutting wheat, leaving a living mouth.

Sun Xia wiped the blood on her face, looked at the burning flames everywhere, and the palace in the distance, with a trace of fine light in her eyes.

At this time, killing was everywhere, and the south gate was first broken, followed by the north gate.

Bocai and Bu Ji attacked the north gate. They were lucky enough to meet He Jin's younger brother. He Miao, a soft egg as the main general, just ran away with a little resistance. As soon as the main general fled, the soldiers had no intention to resist and followed He Miao and ran away.

Bo was so angry that he shouted and vowed to catch He Miao and kill him with thousands of knives. What kind of battle did Bo originally think that he could let himself kill all directions and make achievements in this battle, but before he could climb the wall, He Miao, the general, actually ran away.

The greatest credit has run away. How can Bo Cai not be angry? He is not interested in those frightened Han soldiers. In anger, he went after He Miao with his own big knife alone, which made Bu Ji cry and laugh.

In the end, they can only order their own soldiers and Bocai's own soldiers to chase and protect Bocai. After all, this is Luoyang City. They have just broken the city gate and have not yet occupied Luoyang. If they are not careful, their lives can be saved.

He and Bocai get along quite well, so they care so much. Otherwise, he won't care about Bo's life or death. Wouldn't it be better if the credit is all his own? Bu Ji will carry his own knife and crush the Han pawn who will not surrender.