Xu Huang had never heard of Li Bai's poem. He didn't know Bai Yujing, nor did he know that the immortals were stroking their heads and tying their hair and living forever.

The only thing he knew now was that what fell from the sky was not the pie, nor was it definitely the immortal stroking his head, but the demon's wings. The white powder was like a legendary little demon who gave it to Leye (the name of ancient Jews). They spread their wings, spit out hot poison, and ate the warriors of Xiliang wantonly, and entered the holes.

When the "rumbling" thunder sounded at the top of the city, the warriors of Xiliang were already confused, and circles of stars emerged in front of them.

They have never seen stone bullets or iron bombs used by stone throwers, but they have never seen iron bullets that can fly out of "white stones" before. They have never seen "white stone" iron bombs that will emit thunder.

This is an immortal skill. Some soldiers have even raised their heads and prepared to accept the blessing of the "White Stone" god, but in a flash they regretted it. This is not an immortal skill, it is a devil skill!

The white powder and water droplets were spread out and attached to the Xiliang warriors, as if they were wearing a noble white mink cloak for free. But they could not feel the slightest warmth and nobility. The free mink cloak brought them only pain.

The heat and irritation released by the white powder and water droplets burned their skin, nostrils and their eyes.

Suddenly, they turned from warriors into wandering dancers and singers.

The burning skin, the pain of breathing, the stinging and confusion of their eyes, they twisted their waists with their hands and feet, screamed hysterically, coughed, and grabbed the exposed skin frantically. In a few strokes, they caught bloody marks and bloody flesh.

"Medical officer, medical officer!" Xu Huang called out loudly. More than a dozen marching doctors covered their arms and hugged their waists and shuttled the city. Another hundred and eighty soldiers helped lift the Xiliang warriors with their eyes injured down to the city.

The iron must be hit while it is hot. Zhao Yun and Cao Hong at the gate launched a new attack, and the heavy rain of sharp arrows came to this suffering city again.

This time, only a few experienced veterans of them escaped the disaster by hearing the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air. A group of people leaned tightly together and raised their shields over their heads, as if hundreds of sacked boats floating in the white ocean.

Before most of the soldiers could raise their shields, the endless rain of arrows had arrived in front of them, piercing their bodies, limbs, throats and heads, screaming endlessly, bleeding and drifting.

"kill!"

After the dust fog, ladders hung upside down on the wall again, and the army under Zhao Yun and Cao Hong rushed over like a tide. Xu Huang was quick to learn, tear off a piece of clothing and tied it to his lips and nose, and tried hard to open his eyes and open the mountain and axe in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, come with me!"

The loud trumpet sounded at the top of the city. The warriors of Xiliang who were closed were quiet for a moment, but instead followed suit, tearing a piece of cloth from the hem of their clothes, and sang a piece of cloth around their faces. They grabbed the sword in their hands and rushed to the front of Xu Huang.

Their arms were still very hot, their eyes could not stop crying, and their breathing was difficult, but with a command, they were still the invincible and invincible warrior of Xiliang.

"kill!"

As soon as a soldier from Xiliang arrived at the mouth of the arrow, a soldier from the Cao King coalition had already rushed up. The enemy was particularly jealous when they met. Uh, or the Xiliang soldiers were stimulated by Bai Yujing's eyes were red. The soldier's armor and steel knife bit into his mouth, and his hands were stomping on the mouth of the arrow, and he grabbed the steel knife and slashed it.

The Xiliang soldiers screamed strangely, and the shield flew everywhere. They took the opportunity to push the shield on the ground and slid from the soldier's crotch. The long sword in their hand was raised high, and a trace of blood arrow flew out from the soldier's crotch. The soldier's armor covered his crotch and fell on the city.

The Xiliang soldiers had just stood up and smiled. Suddenly the vest became cold. A sword appeared from their chest. The smile on their face froze. They turned their heads hard and saw a soldier Yi holding a steel knife in his hand. Then the steel knife behind the soldier Yi flashed, and a huge head flew high and fell under the city.

Soldier A and Soldier B have fallen, but their blood is like a trumpet of charge. After all, the Cao King coalition has attacked the city gate. Even if it is just a short moment, it is enough for them, and that is their victory!

"The general has an order: those who attack Tongguan will be exempted from taxes at home, the living will be promoted to the third level, and the dead will be inscribed with 10,000 coins in bronze coins and inscribed with tombs, and will be enjoyed forever in the future." The flag-holding soldiers snorted coldly, the battle flag shaking, and more soldiers rushed up again.

There were little soldiers and old soldiers in the crowd. They were all the patron saints of the country and they also loved their own country.

But they are also sons, husbands, fathers and brothers in the family. They choose to join the army more often than not to become generals, nor to make the passionate battlefield dream in their hearts. They are just forced by life.

A cheap life is sold to whom is not to sell it!

It is empty after death. Who knows whether he will become a lonely ghost and wander in the wilderness after death? As for promotion and wealth, it is fine to think about it. However, the tax exemption of copper coins and tens of thousands of yuan is real, and you can buy rations of tens of stones of food for tens of thousands of yuan.

After drinking, my chest and guts are still open.

Without wine, the general's promise is their wine, the most mellow and strongest wine!

Their blood was boiling, their chest gallbladders had opened, they climbed up the ladder like monkeys, and the swords in their hands were even sharper.

"kill!"

More and more soldiers C, Soldier D, and Soldier Wu jumped to the top of the city like a tiger leaving the box.

The ring-headed sword in his hand was like a tide in the blue sea, flying towards the soldiers of Xiliang opposite one after another. Hundreds of steel knives were like waves without waves, or like turbulent waves and white waves, or like fish leaping at whales and floating icebergs.

The warriors of Xiliang who were stamping their arrows struggled to stop the attack of the waves on the city wall. Suddenly, a huge mountain-leaving axe flashed past, and blood arrows flew up, and several enemy troops had already fallen from the gate.

"Long spear formation!"

Xu Huang patted the warriors on the shoulder, and with a long roar, eight hundred Xiliang warriors roared and gathered in front of Xu Huang, neatly arranged in four rows, with a long snake in a character.

This is no longer the Xiliang soldiers on the pass, this is the elite cavalry under Xu Huang's command, and a veteran who has experienced many battles.

They were heroic and invincible on the horse, and they were as awesome as they got off the horse. The sharp white wax gun, the horse-repelling gun that was more than meter long, the cold red tassel gun, and the soldiers covered with iron armor and cold expression gathered into a terrifying forest of death, and the blazing fire in Tongguan were shining with a cold light.

"The power of a spear is unyielding, and I am invincible!"

"The power of a spear is unyielding, and I am invincible!"

The loud roars shocked Tongguan, and the Yellow River water below the pass was also stirred up. Eight hundred warriors rolled forward at the same time, holding the spear in their hands, as if they were holding the heavy mountain, and ruthlessly crushed the Cao King coalition on the top of the city.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The sharp spear tip and the murderous aura that invaded the bones stabbed into the human body in rows, with sore teeth and screams filled the ears, broken arms and broken bones, and blood. The soldiers who had just climbed the city board once again made a free elevator and returned to the ground with lightning speed.

At the end of the gate, Cao Hong gritted his teeth and looked at the soldiers under his command being driven down from the city by the Xiliang army, and said to Zhao Yun: "General Zilong, our brothers have just climbed to the city. If we were both here, it might be another situation."

Zhao Yun did not comment, and his lips, which had just emerged, gently spit out a few words: "A general's success has been broken, I will encourage you!" A cold tone drenched Cao Hong.

"Zilong, you..."

Zhao Yun also knew that this surprised Cao Hong, but wasn’t he the same at the beginning?

But they are fighting the country, not playing children's house play games, so how can there be no immortal on the battlefield? And what they embark on is an unprecedented path, and they cannot tolerate any kindness. Once they make mistakes, they will only be doomed. How can they achieve their grand goal?

Perhaps he had experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion and the Urgent of Dong Zhuo. He had been accustomed to bloody storms and murder or being killed. His heart gradually became harder and his brother's heart was slowly getting harder. But sometimes he could still talk to his brother, but what about his brother? He could only hide in a corner like a lone wolf and lick his wounds alone.

Zhao Yun shook his head and put aside the thoughts in his heart, and slowly let out a sigh of relief and his tone was no longer so stiff: "This is what my brother told me, isn't it difficult to accept? But this is the reality!"

"It's General Wang again?"

"I feel very uncomfortable, and I don't want my men to be hurt. My brother told me: Don't talk about being a marquis, and one general will succeed and get rid of his bones. For the sake of great cause and real peace in the world as soon as possible, sometimes we have to harden our hearts.

A powerful general destroys the enemy's attack at the sharp edge, kills the general in front of the formation, and takes the head of the general among millions of troops; a great general is not afraid of the battle, and although there are many forces, he is not arrogant when he is in battle. The three armies use their orders to return to their hearts; the commander is a rock. Turning the tide when it falls, supporting the building when it falls, and being entrusted to the defeated army, being ordered to be in danger, enduring the unbearable situation of ordinary people, and the masts and oars are destroyed while chatting and laughing.

Let's go, since Xu Gongming is still so fierce, let's give them a few more waves of Bai Yujing." After that, he turned around and walked towards the Dianjiangtai.

Is it fierce? Xu Gongming has already dispatched his own elite cavalry team, which is still called fierce? This is helpless and unloving. Do you really want to kill Xu Gongming?

Looking at Zhao Yun's straight back and firm steps, Cao Hong couldn't help but shivered: I hope we won't become enemies on the battlefield in the future.

Cold is not terrible, the passion hidden under the cold is the most terrifying!

...

The Cao King's coalition was driven out of Tongguan by Xu Huang, but their attack did not stop. Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and a hundred stone throwing machines were raised high, and the endless white powder once again dressed Tongguan into the white jade capital in the sky.

I'm going? Is this another move?

Looking at the white rain above his head, Xu Huang let out helplessly, the smile on his face was ugly than crying!
Chapter completed!