socalfunplaces Chapter 277
Chapter 277
Rockets roared and rained down.
In an instant, all the weeds and dead trees on the mountain were ignited by rockets.
The flames turned their faces, black smoke billowed out, and a large valley cliff was soon covered in thick smoke.
The Qin soldiers, who were already thirsty, were smoky by the thick smoke of the fire, and their throats were even smoking.
Under the internal and external difficulties, the Qin army's heart has fallen to the valley.
The fifth day of the siege.
Xiao Yuan estimated that it was almost over, so he proposed to Zhang He that the army could attack the mountain.
Zhang He had been waiting for Xiao Yuan's words, and immediately gave an order, and 20,000 Han soldiers who had been gathering strength for a long time rushed out of the camp like tigers and wolves, and swept towards Jigu Cliff.
Clifftop Qin camp.
Cao Hong, who was so thirsty that his throat was smoking, learned that the Han army was attacking the mountain, so he had to drag his thirsty body and rush to the front line of the camp wall.
Looking up, Cao Hong gasped.
I saw that the Han soldiers under the north slope were rushing towards the top of the mountain under the cover of thick smoke.
The Han soldiers and soldiers were much more extravagant, and everyone's mouth and nose were wrapped in water-soaked towels to prevent them from choking on smoke.
In the blink of an eye, the Han army had rushed halfway up the mountain.
"Shoot the arrows, give Ben the general to block the enemy attack, release the arrows~~"
Cao Hong pointed at his long knife and shouted angrily.
The Qin army was already thirsty to the point that he only had half a life left, and now he was smoked by thick smoke, and he didn't even have the strength to bend his bow and arrows.
The scattered sharp arrows could not stop the advance of the Han army at all.
On the contrary, it was the strong bow and crossbow of the Han army, and the Qin army suppressed to the mountain could not raise their heads, and could only shrink under the camp wall one by one to avoid arrows.
After a short time, the Han army rushed to the camp wall and slashed at the camp wall with a ring sword.
One spear after another stabbed into the camp fence, stabbing the weak Qin pawns to the ground piece by piece.
Under the frantic offensive of the Han army, the remaining will of the Qin army to resist finally collapsed.
They forsaken the walls of the camp and fell into the camp like dogs that have lost their homes.
With a loud crash, the camp gate was broken by the Han army.
Countless Han soldiers poured into the Qin camp like a torrent that burst the embankment.
"General Cao, suddenly!"
"If we don't break through, not only will we not be able to defend the street pavilion, but everyone will die here!"
The lieutenants knelt in front of Cao Hong, almost crying and pleading.
"Whoosh!"
Sharp arrows flew like locusts, nailing several lieutenants directly to the ground.
Blood, splashed Cao Hong's face!
Cao Hong shuddered, as if his last stubbornness was also washed away by this blood.
"Damn it, why was that Zhang He able to discover my dark water source?"
"I lost the street pavilion, how should I explain to the king!"
Cao Hong looked up to the sky and screamed sadly, his face distorted and endlessly regretful and bitter.
Then, he wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and shouted: "The whole army obeys the order, follow me to break through and descend the mountain-"
The surviving lieutenants, such as amnesty.
Cao Hong jumped on his horse and raised his sword, and took the lead in killing the Han army who poured into the camp.
Thousands of remnants of the Qin army mustered up the last courage and followed Cao Hong to kill the Han army.
The hand up and down, the hand up and down...
The oncoming Han pawns were beheaded by Cao Hong in pieces.
With his martial arts, he broke through the tide of the Han army and finally killed outside the camp wall.
"Cao Hong, you can't go!"
A loud shout rang in my ears.
As soon as Cao Hong looked up, he saw a Han general immediately blocking the way.
The word "Zhang" will be flying behind him.
"Zhang He—"
Cao Hong gritted his teeth and pronounced the name.
It was that famous Hebei general who forced him into a desperate situation.
Now, it's that person again, blocking his way, so that he doesn't even have a chance to break through and escape for his life.
"I slaughtered you~~"
Cao Hong let out a beast roar, slapped his horse and dragged his knife, and rushed towards Zhang He.
Zhang He snorted coldly, the green tendons in his arms exploded, and he grabbed the horse's belly and roared out.
The two horsemen stepped on the bones all over the place, and in the blink of an eye, they crashed into their opponents.
The two war knives, each rolled with billowing blood dust, whistled and slashed at each other.
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A clash of gold and iron.
Knives and knives, colliding in mid-air.
The blood mist swelled and dispersed the smoke around it.
Zhang He's blade stabilized Cao Hong's head, and Cao Hong's arms were bent, and he was almost beheaded by Zhang He's blade.
"Is this martial arts above me?"
Cao Hong gritted his teeth, angry in his heart.
Zhang He's long knife was suddenly retracted, and his backhand slashed out.
Cao Honggang breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't have time to catch his breath, so he hurriedly erected a knife to resist.
"Boom!"
There was another crash.
Cao Hong only felt an invisible wild force, pressing like a mountain, and the long knife in his hand was shaken apart.
The huge force shocked him even more, and his tiger mouth cracked, and his internal organs were about to crack.
He only felt that the base of his tongue was sweet, and a wisp of blood was already leaching out of the corner of his mouth.
Two moves, vomit blood!
With Cao Hong's martial arts, if the two fight fairly, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the fifty.
It's a pity that Cao Hong has been thirsty for three days and smoked for a day, and his mental and physical strength has decreased sharply.
In this case, Yan Neng is Zhang He's opponent.
Zhang He let out a long roar, the knife style exploded, and the thunder and lightning knife style swept down the sky.
In an instant, Cao Hong was shrouded in layers of knife curtains.
"Ahhh
The screams sounded, and Cao Hong's arms, legs, and shoulders were cut out of the bloody mouths, and blood splattered out.
"Dismount me!"
Zhang He's arrogant roar sounded.
Cao Hong's long knife took off his hand, his body was like a bloody spinning top, and he soared into the air and flew upside down.
He slammed into the camp wall, broke a few bones and muscles, and fell to the ground spitting blood.
"Zhang He, Zhang He—"
Cao Hong gritted his teeth and vomited blood from his mouth.
Injured like this, there is only one breath left, and life is not enough.
Zhang He originally wanted to capture Cao Hong alive, but when he saw him like this, he slowly raised his long knife and simply wanted to behead him.
"How the hell did you find out about my dark water source?"
Before Cao Hong died, he still wanted to die clearly.
"Cao Hong, I have to say that it is indeed a wise choice for you to abandon the street pavilion and go up the mountain. "
"It's a pity, your little thoughts, in the eyes of my Prime Minister Xiao Cheng, are just clowns jumping off the beam. "
"Your dark water source was naturally discovered by our Prime Minister Xiao Cheng. "
Zhang He's voice was cold, telling the truth.
"Xiao Yuan, that Xiao Yuan actually came to the street pavilion?"
Cao Hong's body was shocked, and he looked at Zhang He in disbelief.
Zhang He didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, and the blood knife was slowly raised.
"Xiao Yuan, you are really a saint, I can't hide anything from you!"
"Mengde, Mengde, Liu Bei is Xiao Yuan, destined to win the world!"
"Destiny is not in our Cao family—"
Cao Hong burst into tears and looked up to the sky and howled.
Zhang He's bloody knife slashed down.
Cao Hong's head fell to the ground.