The next day, outside Guangling City, dozens of stone throwing cars lined up, hundreds of powerful crossbows were in their place, aiming at the city walls and gates.
Yuwen Zhentao, the Pingnan General wearing a mysterious ink armor, held a long sword in his hand and sat upright on the black war horse of the divine horse. He stared at the city wall for a long time, suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, held the sword high and waved it forward with force.
Suddenly, the 100,000 troops that had been stationed in motion immediately rushed towards the gate of Guangling City like a tide. Thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, as dense as meteors, and stone cannons flew, shaking the sky and earth.
The previous generals of the Yàn Kingdom adopted the tactic of erecting cloud ladders, building flying bridges, approaching the city walls, breaking through the outer city and then attacking the inner city. After Yuwen Zhentao came, he believed that this method was time-consuming and labor-intensive and gave the enemy too much room for resistance. It was better to take advantage of the morale and use strong crossbows and stone cannons to attack with strong crossbows and stone cannons. After breaking the city wall, he could build a cloud ladder to climb the city. He could fight quickly.
As expected, as he expected, the already scarred city wall could not resist the attack of stone cannons. Under the dense and violent attacks, the outer city wall was like paper and instantly collapsed.
The city tower of Guangling City was in chaos, and the wind and rain were swaying. With a loud bang, another battlement was destroyed, gravel splashed, and wailing sounds were everywhere.
Prince, this place is dangerous, please retreat first! The deputy general stepped forward and advised him
Yuan Hong seemed to be silent and pushed away the deputy general: Let's go away!
Prince, as the saying goes, if you keep the green mountains, you are not afraid of burning firewood. Please retreat first to make the future! The deputy general hugged Yuan Hong's thighs and asked for it hard.
Yuan Hong laughed loudly, his handsome face was full of the spirit of burning boats. He suddenly drew his sword in his hand, shouting with great enthusiasm: Brothers, a man, a real man, sacrificed his life for the country, and was ready to die. He was so proud to wear a corpse on the battlefield. Today, let us fight to the end and live and die with Guangling City!
After saying that, Yuan Hong rushed forward and personally killed the soldiers of the Yàn Kingdom who climbed up the city tower. The soldiers guarding the city were inspired by him and fought with their lives, fighting for the first place, fearing death, and embarking on the final desperate battle with the enemy.
The battle at the top of the city lasted for a whole day and night. The outer city broke and defended the inner city. The inner city was broken and the streets were fought again. The Wei soldiers did not give in to one in every place, and fought to the end with one and fought to the end with the enemy. It was very tragic.
At dawn the next day, the fighting sounds on the city tower gradually subsided, leaving only scattered flames rushing across the moat outside Guangling City. The clear river water was stained with a bright blood color, and thousands of corpses piled up into mountains, blocking the flowing water.
In this battle, all 10,000 soldiers guarding the city of Wei died heroically and sacrificed their lives for their country. In addition to the 20,000 people who had been killed before, the Yuan and Wei lost a total of 30,000 troops. However, under their desperate resistance, the Yàn army also suffered heavy casualties. In this battle, plus the previous three months of siege, the number of people was lost was less than 50,000. Although it finally captured Guangling City, it can only be said to be a tragic victory, which is actually the biggest setback that the Yàn Kingdom has suffered since the southern expedition.
Yuwen Zhentao finally stepped onto the city tower of Guangling City. Looking at the fierce battles of Gaoyang Wang Yuanhong surrounded by spears, Yuan Hong's silver-white armor dyed a layer of thick blood. His body was covered with hideous scars. His hair was spread out on his head, and his hair was dispersed, and his hair looked a little embarrassed. However, the expression on his face was very calm and his eyes were extremely calm. Although he was covered in blood, he could not hide his height and his aura.
Yuwen Zhentao looked at the man who made the Yàn army suffer a lot, but he couldn't help but admire him. He was lonely and helpless, holding the sky with his hands and defending the lonely city. He was indeed defeated and still honored. If he were himself, he might not be able to do better than him.
The stronger the man, the more he will appreciate his enemy who is evenly matched with him. Yuwen Zhentao smiled slightly, stepped forward and untied the rope on Yuan Hong's body, and said seriously: The prince is loyal and brave to serve the country, which is touching, but good birds choose trees to live on. If you are a talent like you, you will definitely have a bright future. So, the prince might as well consider it?
Yuan Hong stared at Yuwen Zhentao's face. After a while, he suddenly burst out laughing loudly. Yuwen Zhentao frowned unhappily before stopping the laughter. He stood proudly with his head held high and looked into the south with deep eyes. He said in a deep voice: Since the Yàn army captured Luoyang, a king of Wei State had choked to death by the Jindan, a prince fled south in a hurry, countless nobles who surrendered, but no royal family who sacrificed their lives for the country had bleed and died for the country. Let's start with me!
Yuan Hong suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and inserted it into his left chest without hesitation under the screams of everyone. The cold blade pierced the heart, and the thirsty pain came.
Facing Yuwen Zhentao's surprised and regretful gaze, Yuan Hong twitched his lips with difficulty and said: I hope General... Let the people of Guangling be spared... Don't... don't massacre the city...
After saying that, he could no longer hold on. A large stream of blood was overflowing from his mouth. His tall body slowly fell down. A blurry blood color in front of him, and his consciousness gradually drifted away.
The cherry blossoms are floating like raindrops. The girl in the dream is wearing a lotus-colored spring shirt, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she smiles with a charming smile, and she slowly walks towards him...
Ling'er, I've finally waited for you...
He murmured affectionately, a happy smile rose from the corner of his mouth, which frozen forever on his handsome face as pale as paper.
Writer's words:
Do you still remember the prince’s ambition in Chapter 37. In it, Yuan Hong said, I hope to fight with my senior brother one day?
There is also the song "White Horse" that sacrificed its life to the national crisis and was treated as if it was homeless!
Therefore, everything, the past is destined, and only Yuan Hong deserves such a great and noble way of death
The end of the world is here. After watching it, everyone will take a shower and go to bed. Today we will spread flowers together to celebrate Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave\(≥▽≤)/Wake Wave Wave Wave Wave
Yuwen Zhentao, the Pingnan General wearing a mysterious ink armor, held a long sword in his hand and sat upright on the black war horse of the divine horse. He stared at the city wall for a long time, suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, held the sword high and waved it forward with force.
Suddenly, the 100,000 troops that had been stationed in motion immediately rushed towards the gate of Guangling City like a tide. Thousands of arrows were fired at the same time, as dense as meteors, and stone cannons flew, shaking the sky and earth.
The previous generals of the Yàn Kingdom adopted the tactic of erecting cloud ladders, building flying bridges, approaching the city walls, breaking through the outer city and then attacking the inner city. After Yuwen Zhentao came, he believed that this method was time-consuming and labor-intensive and gave the enemy too much room for resistance. It was better to take advantage of the morale and use strong crossbows and stone cannons to attack with strong crossbows and stone cannons. After breaking the city wall, he could build a cloud ladder to climb the city. He could fight quickly.
As expected, as he expected, the already scarred city wall could not resist the attack of stone cannons. Under the dense and violent attacks, the outer city wall was like paper and instantly collapsed.
The city tower of Guangling City was in chaos, and the wind and rain were swaying. With a loud bang, another battlement was destroyed, gravel splashed, and wailing sounds were everywhere.
Prince, this place is dangerous, please retreat first! The deputy general stepped forward and advised him
Yuan Hong seemed to be silent and pushed away the deputy general: Let's go away!
Prince, as the saying goes, if you keep the green mountains, you are not afraid of burning firewood. Please retreat first to make the future! The deputy general hugged Yuan Hong's thighs and asked for it hard.
Yuan Hong laughed loudly, his handsome face was full of the spirit of burning boats. He suddenly drew his sword in his hand, shouting with great enthusiasm: Brothers, a man, a real man, sacrificed his life for the country, and was ready to die. He was so proud to wear a corpse on the battlefield. Today, let us fight to the end and live and die with Guangling City!
After saying that, Yuan Hong rushed forward and personally killed the soldiers of the Yàn Kingdom who climbed up the city tower. The soldiers guarding the city were inspired by him and fought with their lives, fighting for the first place, fearing death, and embarking on the final desperate battle with the enemy.
The battle at the top of the city lasted for a whole day and night. The outer city broke and defended the inner city. The inner city was broken and the streets were fought again. The Wei soldiers did not give in to one in every place, and fought to the end with one and fought to the end with the enemy. It was very tragic.
At dawn the next day, the fighting sounds on the city tower gradually subsided, leaving only scattered flames rushing across the moat outside Guangling City. The clear river water was stained with a bright blood color, and thousands of corpses piled up into mountains, blocking the flowing water.
In this battle, all 10,000 soldiers guarding the city of Wei died heroically and sacrificed their lives for their country. In addition to the 20,000 people who had been killed before, the Yuan and Wei lost a total of 30,000 troops. However, under their desperate resistance, the Yàn army also suffered heavy casualties. In this battle, plus the previous three months of siege, the number of people was lost was less than 50,000. Although it finally captured Guangling City, it can only be said to be a tragic victory, which is actually the biggest setback that the Yàn Kingdom has suffered since the southern expedition.
Yuwen Zhentao finally stepped onto the city tower of Guangling City. Looking at the fierce battles of Gaoyang Wang Yuanhong surrounded by spears, Yuan Hong's silver-white armor dyed a layer of thick blood. His body was covered with hideous scars. His hair was spread out on his head, and his hair was dispersed, and his hair looked a little embarrassed. However, the expression on his face was very calm and his eyes were extremely calm. Although he was covered in blood, he could not hide his height and his aura.
Yuwen Zhentao looked at the man who made the Yàn army suffer a lot, but he couldn't help but admire him. He was lonely and helpless, holding the sky with his hands and defending the lonely city. He was indeed defeated and still honored. If he were himself, he might not be able to do better than him.
The stronger the man, the more he will appreciate his enemy who is evenly matched with him. Yuwen Zhentao smiled slightly, stepped forward and untied the rope on Yuan Hong's body, and said seriously: The prince is loyal and brave to serve the country, which is touching, but good birds choose trees to live on. If you are a talent like you, you will definitely have a bright future. So, the prince might as well consider it?
Yuan Hong stared at Yuwen Zhentao's face. After a while, he suddenly burst out laughing loudly. Yuwen Zhentao frowned unhappily before stopping the laughter. He stood proudly with his head held high and looked into the south with deep eyes. He said in a deep voice: Since the Yàn army captured Luoyang, a king of Wei State had choked to death by the Jindan, a prince fled south in a hurry, countless nobles who surrendered, but no royal family who sacrificed their lives for the country had bleed and died for the country. Let's start with me!
Yuan Hong suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and inserted it into his left chest without hesitation under the screams of everyone. The cold blade pierced the heart, and the thirsty pain came.
Facing Yuwen Zhentao's surprised and regretful gaze, Yuan Hong twitched his lips with difficulty and said: I hope General... Let the people of Guangling be spared... Don't... don't massacre the city...
After saying that, he could no longer hold on. A large stream of blood was overflowing from his mouth. His tall body slowly fell down. A blurry blood color in front of him, and his consciousness gradually drifted away.
The cherry blossoms are floating like raindrops. The girl in the dream is wearing a lotus-colored spring shirt, her eyebrows are picturesque, and she smiles with a charming smile, and she slowly walks towards him...
Ling'er, I've finally waited for you...
He murmured affectionately, a happy smile rose from the corner of his mouth, which frozen forever on his handsome face as pale as paper.
Writer's words:
Do you still remember the prince’s ambition in Chapter 37. In it, Yuan Hong said, I hope to fight with my senior brother one day?
There is also the song "White Horse" that sacrificed its life to the national crisis and was treated as if it was homeless!
Therefore, everything, the past is destined, and only Yuan Hong deserves such a great and noble way of death
The end of the world is here. After watching it, everyone will take a shower and go to bed. Today we will spread flowers together to celebrate Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave\(≥▽≤)/Wake Wave Wave Wave Wave
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