Warring States Call

Chapter 820 Zhao Kuo's Change

"Where is Weichanglin?" Huerji greeted a general behind him.

"My respected master, I will wait for your orders!" I saw a general next to Huerji come out. His complexion was dark, he was holding a mace in his hand, and he was wearing a bone armor. They are all wolf teeth, with a knife on his waist and a wolf fur hat. He is tall and thick. The most important thing is his eyes, which are as cunning as hungry wolves. He rides a black war horse.

"Wei Changlin, go and teach that wolf cub a lesson, you'd better catch him alive!" Huerji calmly said to him.

"The subordinate understands! My respected master!" Wei Changlin raised the mace in his hand, stared at Zhao Kuo on the city wall with tiger eyes, and snorted coldly: "Falcon hand follow me!"

"Drink... drive...!" Horses ran out one after another, each with a carved bow behind them, and there were at least four arrow pots on the horses, and the soldiers on the horses carried two arrow pots on their backs. , followed closely behind Wei Kelin.

"Suppression by the archers!" Zhao Kuo pressed the sword in his hand, commanded the soldiers behind him, walked back and forth, and said coldly: "Rolling Stone! Prepare the thunder wood for me, as well as the kerosene, let me spot it, give it to me." I poured it on the ladder and ruined their siege guys! Quick!"

"Yes!"

There was a commotion on the entire city wall. Under Zhao Kuo's command, the entire city wall barely stabilized the situation. No matter how fierce the soldiers below attacked, they still couldn't even touch the edge of the city wall.

Wei Changlin pressed the sword in his hand, stared ahead with piercing eyes, and raised the mace in his hand: "Get ready!"

"Four arrows fired at once!" Wei Changlin snorted coldly,
"Drink...!" The tens of thousands of soldiers under his command took out four long arrows from behind, aimed at the city wall in front, and drew their bows to the full moon. Each of them had arms like apes, and their arms were as big as calves, and each of them seemed to be gaining momentum. As long as the flying eagle is ready to shoot, it can shoot the enemy on the opposite side into a hedgehog as long as it gives an order.

"Quick! Hide!" Zhao Kuo took a look, his face turned aside for a moment, and he pulled the soldiers on both sides and said, "Hurry up and hide!"

"Let go!" Wei Changlin snorted coldly.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

If the soldiers in the past let the arrows rain like arrows, then this is probably called a downpour. Thousands of troops shot tens of thousands of arrows. Zhao Kuo hid at the foot of the city wall by pressing the heads of two soldiers, An arrow flew out of their heads.

"咻咻咻... Dang Dang Dang...!" Some soldiers held shields in their hands to block, but it must be no problem to block one or two arrows, but there are tens of thousands of arrows, and everything has a sink limit .

"Hoo......!" Another arrow

"Ding Dong... click!" The scarred shield finally couldn't bear it anymore, and it began to split from the middle. The soldier without the shield turned his face away, and dozens of arrows shot at him.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Arrow after arrow pierced his throat!Eyes...chest...wait, they were shot like hedgehogs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" The soldier beside him yelled, with fear in his eyes, and covered his own eyes to prevent himself from watching him die tragically.

Cold sweat gradually broke out on Zhao Kuo's head. He hugged the two restless soldiers, closed his eyes slightly, sighed, and choked up. This is war, and this is the cruelty of war.

"Take it!" Wei Changlin waved his hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and snorted coldly: "Siege the city"

"Kill...kill!" Dozens of soldiers charged with spears carrying ladders.

This can be regarded as giving them a period of relaxation. Zhao Kuo looked up and said, "Quickly release the arrow!"

"put!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Some of the quick-reacting ones had already shot away, while others were dumbfounded in the nightmare just now.

"Get up! Resist! Quick! Resist! Who is squatting! I will cut him off!" Zhao Kuo showed unprecedented vigor and kicked the trembling soldier below.

Wei Changlin stared at Zhao Kuo's direction with a pair of eagle eyes, picked up the longbow on the horse, but pulled out the longbow with both hands, and stared at Zhao Kuo's direction with a pair of eyes: "Zhong!"

"call out…………!"

"Be careful, general!" The general at the side called out hastily.

Zhao Kuo, who was urging, came back to his senses, looked at the menacing arrow, shrank his pupils, and withdrew to the side.

"Crack...!" The arrow hit Zhao Kuo's left arm, knocking Zhao Kuo to the ground.

"Oh oh oh... woo woo woo!" The soldiers beside Wei Changlin yelled one by one, and Wei Changlin smiled and said: "Take down the city! Take them all!"

"kill…………!"

Huerji stroked his hands, looked at the soldiers shouting in front of him, and said with a smile, "Hutu Shanyu, what do you think?"

"General Wei is brilliant and mighty! I'm afraid that the entire grassland is no match for General Wei. Da Shanyu has such a man, it's really like adding wings to a tiger!" Hu Tu said with discord in his face and heart.

"Oh! Hahahahahahaha! Well said, good!" Huerji laughed loudly.

city ​​wall

"General... General, are you alright!" Dozens of soldiers rushed over, with worried expressions on their faces.

"You bastard! Let me defend the city! Quick! Leave me alone! ... Quick!" Zhao Kuo pushed away the soldiers on both sides.

"No...yes...yes...!" The soldiers rushed back one by one.

Zhao Kuo pressed his left arm, and the blood flowed down the arm. The fine sweat on Zhao Kuo's head gradually emerged, his face was pale, he supported himself with his sword, and tried hard not to let himself fall down. He shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

"Shhhhhhhh...!"

Wei Changlin looked forward and greeted the soldiers behind him: "Lin Jian is ready...!"

"Ah woo... woo...!"

"Hmm...!" Wei Changlin looked back, only to see a few soldiers blowing their horns aside, Wei Changlin looked at the wolf cavalry on the side, and asked in confusion: "What's going on!"

"General! The sun is about to set, and the soldiers are exhausted. Shanyu wants me to rest. We will attack tomorrow!"

"Hmph! Cheap them! Retreat!"

inside the city walls

Zhao Kuo took off his battle armor, biting a piece of cloth in the corner of his mouth. The medical craftsman at the side saw it, and immediately said: "Major general, hold back! I'm going to pull it out!"

"Ok!"

"Chi... um...!" With a bow and arrow, Zhao Kuo's brows were all knit together, but he insisted on not screaming. The doctor quickly sprinkled medicine and prepared himself, which was hot and red. The dagger came, glanced at the wound, and pressed it directly.

"Hmm...um...mmmm...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Zhao Kuo himself was a dandy, but it was only these years that the prodigal son turned back. This is the first time he experienced such a wound today, and he almost couldn't hold on.

(End of this chapter)