Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 737 The final trump card

As soon as the city gate opened, Lei Tong rushed out first and fought with Zhang He and others who were attacking the city.

"Zhang Ren, accept your fate!"

Zhang He was sharp-eyed and quickly found Zhang Ren who was commanding the rear. He swung his halberd and tried to charge forward.

However, the Shu army was blocking many obstacles. Even if Zhang He raised his halberd and swung it, a Shu soldier would be killed by it, but more Shu soldiers would surround him immediately, making it impossible for him to move forward.

"Damn it, this mountain path is so narrow, it's impossible to take a detour."

Seeing that Zhang Ren was only a few dozen steps away from him, yet still out of reach, Zhang He became extremely angry.

Suddenly, a cry for help was heard from behind the city gate.

"General, help me, I can't stand it anymore..."

Zhang Ren was shocked. This was clearly Ling Bao's voice. He quickly turned his head and saw that the several thousand soldiers led by Ling Bao were vulnerable in the fight with Zhang Yong.

As soon as the golden sword came out, the Shu army fell down row after row like they were being mowed.

Zhu Ye, who was having his wound bandaged by a military doctor in the rear, was ecstatic when he saw this.

"Haha... Fourth brother is so cruel! Kill, kill, kill all these bastards!"

In his excitement, he suddenly raised his hands, clenched his fists and shouted. The military doctor was unlucky because he was hit by him for no reason and his nose started bleeding immediately.

"Oh...oh, sorry, I'm so happy, haha..."

Zhang Ren said bitterly: "The reputation of the Golden Sword Camp is indeed well-deserved."

He waved his hand and ordered Ling Bao to retreat slowly.

Just as Zhang Yong was about to lead his troops to approach, thousands of arrows were fired from the city wall again.

Zhang Yong was not in a hurry, as if he had expected it. The moment the enemy archer pulled the bowstring, he ordered the Golden Sword Battalion to retreat quickly.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses could advance and retreat freely in this mountain road without any panic.

"Good job Zhang Yong, your army is so neat and orderly. I will have a good fight with you today."

Zhang Ren's heart was filled with boundless fighting spirit. He quickly climbed up the city wall, took the command flag himself and waved it.

Shield soldiers rushed to the front of the two armies, blocking the Golden Sword Battalion's way forward. The sharp golden swords chopped up, leaving shocking cracks, but they were difficult to break through for the time being.

"put!"

Zhang Ren gave the order again, and the archer, who had already drawn the bowstring to its full length, shot the arrow out instantly.

"cast!"

Zhang Yong gave the order almost at the same time as him.

Suddenly, from the rear of the Golden Sword Camp, pieces of linen were thrown over like a flood. At the same time, all the soldiers of the Golden Sword Camp squatted down, holding their heads with their hands, leaving only the special armor on their backs exposed.

The linen was specially made for the army by a workshop commissioned by Zhang Yong. The thread was very thick, and after being woven into linen, it was also extremely heavy. The bows and arrows of ordinary soldiers were naturally far less powerful than those of generals like Zhang Ren. When the arrows penetrated the linen, many of them passed through, and the last tail feathers were entangled by the linen, causing the arrows to be unable to penetrate completely and hit the next target.

Even if many arrows penetrated and hit the backs of the soldiers of the Golden Sword Camp, they could not penetrate the special back armor.

In the blink of an eye, the area within dozens of steps where the two armies met was completely covered by burlap like a hedgehog, and many soldiers on both sides were covered under the burlap.

"Good trick." Zhang Ren exclaimed.

"But let me see who is faster, you throwing the cloth or I shooting the arrow. Shoot again!" The second round of arrows flew over again.

However, there was a sudden commotion under the sackcloth, and at the same time, bursts of screams were heard.

Zhang Ren laughed and said, "No matter how brave you are, you will still die in my hands, right?"

However, when the golden knives cut through the linen and revealed human figures, Zhang Ren was shocked.

I saw a group of soldiers from the Golden Sword Camp covered with sackcloth rushing to the opposite side at some point. After the rain of arrows fell, most of them missed the target, and some of them even hit their own heavy shield soldiers.

After the soldiers of the Golden Sword Camp broke through the sackcloth, the flashes of swords began to appear. Without the obstruction of the heavy shield soldiers, many Shu army soldiers were killed in the blink of an eye.

"How...how could this be..." Zhang Ren asked in surprise.

"Hehe, this rolling knife method, Zhang has been training for many years just to deal with your formation. Zhang Ren, your ability to command troops is not inferior to mine, but the physical fitness of the soldiers and the equipment are not the same as mine. You will definitely lose this battle, why don't you surrender early?"

After the "massacre", Zhang Yong's anger subsided a lot, and his tone of voice was very calm, but it still sounded extremely harsh to Zhang Ren's ears.

"It's too early to be happy. It's still unknown who will win!"

"Ha, you are such a stubborn boy. Fourth brother, chop off his head for me. I want to trample on him."

Zhu Ye kept urging from behind.

Zhang Yong waved his hand, and the Golden Sword Battalion advanced again, about to be at the city gate.

"General, once they reach the city gate, we will have no chance of winning if they join forces from both inside and outside."

A young general urged anxiously.

Zhang Ren frowned and said nothing, but the anxiety in his heart was stronger than anyone else's.

"Is it going to be my first battle after leaving Sichuan that I, Zhang Ren, will die here?"

When Zhang Ren thought of this, he felt extremely unwilling.

At this time, Lei Tong fled back in a very embarrassed manner, with blood constantly flowing from several wounds on his body.

"General, Zhang He is really powerful. I cannot defeat him. I am afraid that this city gate is..."

Zhang Ren was shocked and looked towards the city gate. It was obvious that his side had fallen into a disadvantage. The opponent, Zhang He, was extremely brave. Holding a halberd, he attacked left and right. The halberd soldiers he led were one of Liu He's personal guards. Their combat effectiveness was naturally extraordinary. Moreover, they were originally infantry, which was exactly the right situation for them to perform in such a narrow area. As a result, the Shu army was beaten back step by step.

Seeing the troops on both sides pressing towards the city gate, Zhang Ren was extremely anxious but had no idea what to do.

At this time, a strange noise suddenly came from behind Zhang Yong's army. Everyone looked over there and saw dust rising and a flock of birds flying. It was obvious that a large group of people were rushing towards them.

For a moment, the fighting stopped, and everyone's attention was focused on the corner of the mountain road. The generals of both sides had the same thought at this moment: From which side were the reinforcements coming?

Soon, a military general and a banner appeared in everyone's sight first.

"Yan... General Yan Yan is here!"

Zhang Ren was overjoyed, Ling Bao and Lei Tong also cheered.

"General Yan is here. Haha, I didn't expect the lord would send him to lead reinforcements. We are sure to win this time!"

I saw a general with an old face, half white hair and beard, but still very bright eyes, waving a big sword, and charging towards me aggressively.

"I am Yan Yan, the governor of Ba County. You are surrounded. Why don't you surrender? When will you surrender?"

(End of this chapter)