Chapter 839 (1/2)

The three Han soldiers who fled and returned, they must be dead if they escaped. If they can capture feiru City, they may still survive. If they turn back, they will surely die.

Forced by the Liaodong army's arrows, the three Han soldiers had no choice but to throw their anger into the siege.

”Kill!”

One by one, the three Han soldiers showed a fierce look. They climbed on the ladder with both hands and feet, and climbed up with their lives. Fortunately, the amount of gold juice is limited after all, because it has to be cooked immediately. However, my colleagues are still frightened when they are smashed by rolling wood and stone.

Forced by the iron cavalry of Liaodong, three Han soldiers overcame the great fear of life and death one by one and climbed up. It can be said that if the war does not die, the three Han soldiers who can survive may become elite soldiers in time.

”Don't let the enemy attack the city, drive them all down!”

Gao Lan saw three Han soldiers attacking the city. He could not help frowning and holding the spear tightly.

With one hand on the top of the city, the first three Han soldiers appeared on the top of the city.

Pooh!

”Well...”

the three Han soldiers were stunned. A long gun had passed through his chest in front of him and broke through his back. The front of the gun was dyed red with blood.

”Get out of here!”

Gao Lan kicks on the three Han soldiers. With the help of this force, the spear comes out of his body and throws out a few drops of blood.

Standing majestically on the head of the city, Gao Lan said in a deep voice: ”senior general Gaolan is here. Those who are not afraid of death will come up!”

One by one, three Han soldiers appeared on the top of the city, but their grin soon disappeared because there was a god of death with a spear in front of them.

Kill!

Gao Lan is like a bloody God of death. He is superior in martial arts. Otherwise, he would not have been known as the four court pillars of Hebei Province with Yan Liang's literary ugliness.

The spear in Gaolan's hand is vivid. The track of the spear is like an antelope's horn, which is traceless and fast as lightning. The level of civilization of these three Han miscellaneous soldiers is very backward, and their martial arts skills are naturally not so good as to be vulnerable to attack in front of Gaolan.

Gaolan is surrounded by more than ten personal guards, who guard the side and back of Gaolan. Therefore, Gaolan only needs to confront the enemy in front of him, and does not need to guard against the rear. It is even more powerful. At his feet, there were more than a dozen bodies of Sanhan soldiers lying at his feet. The armor on his body was dyed red with blood, and the blood slipped down the barrel of the gun, which made Gao Lan feel greasy and could hardly hold the handle of the gun.

”General, general!”

”The western city wall has been broken through by the enemy. What should our army do if the enemy invades the city?”

When Gao Lan heard the news, his face suddenly changed: ”what?”

Gao Lan, who was in charge of the East, said that under his bloody struggle, the three Han soldiers came up one by one and died one by one. There was no effective way to stop them. They were just killed in vain.

However, the other two walls were not guarded by powerful generals like Gaolan. Under the threat of Liaodong iron cavalry and driven by their survival instinct, the three Han soldiers turned into hungry wolves and fought with the guards on the city head one by one.

At the moment, on the western wall, more and more soldiers of the three Han Dynasty jumped up from the ladder and appeared at the head of the city. Their expressions became ferocious, and they killed the defenders with their weapons in their hands.

”Damn it! You must stop the enemy. We would have led reinforcements to the West City in person

Gao Lan didn't have time to think about it, and then he rushed to the west city with more than a hundred soldiers and horses.