Chapter Thirty-Two: Blood-Stained City Walls

  Ren Cheng

  Fierce sunlight, universally shines on the flat plain, a gentle breeze like a thin gauze sweeps away at dawn, leaving behind crisscrossing grass and stones slowly swaying in the wind. In the distance, a faint cry of despair is slowly rippling.

  "Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

  Beicheng Gate, Dian Wei's silver armor was already drenched in blood. Behind him, 500 men were preparing to set up the cloud ladders, but despite the city being defenseless, Dian Wei had been repelled three times in a row.

  "Brothers! We can't lose to that little Zhou Du, let's go all out! The general has spoken! Whoever climbs up the city wall first will be granted a meritorious deed!"

  He shed his armor, and Tian Wei suddenly revealed a body of twisted and terrifying muscles. Under the endless arrows of the city guards, he showed a hint of bloodlust.

  "That's right! Kill kill kill!!"

  The five hundred men, like those who had been inspired by the drumbeat, shouted loudly with all their might. They were no longer the new recruits they once were, but now seemed to have gone mad, charging towards the city gate.

  "Hurry! Block it!" A small school on the city wall shouted hoarsely, looking at Dian Wei's ferocious appearance as he rapidly drove the cloud ladder to come over. He quickly gathered more than 200 soldiers and concentrated his firepower.

  "Hmmph..."

  An arrow pierced through Tian Wei's right arm, and a stream of red blood flowed out instantly.

  "Ah... damn it!"

  Suddenly roaring loudly, Dian Wei's face became even more ferocious and terrifying as his arm transmitted wave after wave of intense pain.

  Dian Wei suddenly became furious, and with a loud shout, he pulled out the arrow and shouted: "You little thief, Dian Wei is here!" He then climbed up frantically.

  However, just as the small school was about to win a great victory, it was about to continue its efforts.

  A sharp wooden spear came from afar and arrived immediately.

  "Hmph" "Uh..."

  A wooden spear pierced the body of that little school in an instant, and the latter was even stuck to the pillar behind it under a certain inertia...

  "Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

  Dian Wei roared fiercely: "Mokou continue to cover, all the rest of you brothers get up for me!!!"

  One hundred cavalrymen stood in the rear, coldly raising their wooden guns, like eagles swooping down on prey, staring intently at the soldiers on the city wall, making the most loyal defense for those brothers who were desperately climbing up.

  On the other side, at the South City Gate, the battle was equally fierce.

  Zhou Zhuang's red shirt was stained with blood, his body had countless wounds, three arrow wounds, and a gun spear that almost pierced his abdomen.

  However, Zhou Yu still rushed towards the city tower like a madman, with a ferocious face and eyes that had already turned bloodshot.

  "Wah wah wah! Don't stop, kill for me! Time is running out! Before Big Brother breaks through the city gate, we must take it down!!!"

  As half a time approached, Zhou Zhuang's side had already lost more than 200 brothers, but at this moment, Zhou Zhuang did not want to miss any opportunity and led the crowd to charge towards the city gate again.

  At this time, all the defenders on the city wall began to show a hint of fear, looking at the enemy army below like a wolf pack. Even these soldiers from Pingzhou who had been transferred from Lü Bu were starting to get scared now.

  Under the leadership of Zhou Zhu and Dian Wei, who were like tigers and wolves, this group of new recruits had already been overwhelmed by their bloodthirsty nature. The intense excitement brought about by deep-seated killings had long since shaped their temperament through subtle influence.

  With a sudden step out of the last step, Zhou Yu felt a sharp pain in his ribs again, but it was a small school that stabbed him coldly just before he boarded the city building.

  "You dare! Looking for death!" a loud and stern shout.

  Zhou Meng suddenly grabbed the gun on his ribs and made a sudden effort.

  That little school was secretly rejoicing and proud of its own shot, but unexpectedly, in an instant, the opponent turned out to be so reckless. His face suddenly changed, and he was about to shout: "You, you let go quickly..."

  "Hmm... " A shrill and eerie laughter, one hand finally landed on the city wall, Zhou Yu's face turned even more terrifying.

  "Get down!" With a sudden burst of strength, the right hand grasping the gun handle lifted the little schoolmaster along with the gun, and amidst a series of mournful cries, he fell from the castle wall tens of meters high.

  No matter how many wounds he had on his body, Zhou Yu suddenly flipped over and jumped onto the city wall first. Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, his eyes, which were stained with blood, made all the soldiers guarding the city turn their heads in shock.

  A single blow struck a soldier's head, instantly bursting his brains, and the sheer force of it made those around him lose color.

  "Your grandfather is here!" A ferocious and terrifying face flashed with a bloodthirsty expression, Zhou Yu's black gold spear swept forward in an instant, as he loudly laughed maniacally while charging towards the soldiers on the city wall.

  One by one, soldiers like tigers and wolves, riding on cloud ladders, swarmed towards the city tower, and in an instant, shouts of killing filled the air.

  At the same time.

  Compared with Zhou Zhu and Dian Wei, Cao Xing's side was also not easy.

  On the city wall.

  Song Xian is now in a hurry, surrounded by a group of soldiers, rushing towards the inner city. The panicked footsteps trample on the soldiers beside him, Song Xian seems to have received a huge shock, and rushes down from the city wall.

  Song Xian ran while shouting hoarsely: "Quickly, quickly! Quickly assemble all the troops in the city, the city gate is about to be broken!"

  As Song Xian said, countless Cao's army teams on the east city gate have begun to spread out.

  Cao Xin, who was the first to take action, now had a face full of blood. He was the first to charge out from the city gate tower, and although he didn't have a black iron sword in his hand, a twenty-jin heavy gun rod had already been bent downwards.

  "The thief is going to run away!"

  One shot shattered the skulls of two little schoolboys.

  At this moment, Cao Xin was like a bloody man crawling out of the blood pool, with one foot trampling on several dead enemy corpses, and the slightly curved large gun in his hand suddenly swept across under the force of the latter.

  "Hmm hmm hmm hmm……"

  A torrent of blood painted a crimson arc in the air, Cao Xin's cold eyes had long been numb to all this. His hands moved swiftly and surely, taking the lives of his enemies with the ease of cutting grass.

  At this moment, Cao Xin was no longer the Cao Xin of Yanzhou, but a world-renowned fierce general under the reflection of blood.

  If Cao De saw Cao Xin's appearance at this time, he would definitely not believe that this was his own biological son Cao Anmin.

  On the city wall, swarms of soldiers rushed out and killed their way up to the top in a frenzy.

  Standing aloof on the high city wall, Cao Xin gazed at all of this, and his heart could not help but have a thousand heroic emotions.

  This is war... an indescribable rush of adrenaline.

  Bloodstains splattered every corner of the city tower, Cao Xin looked at it coldly...

  The next moment was followed by loud shouting.

  "Charge into the enemy's formation! Sweep across the battlefield with a trail of corpses wrapped in horse hide! Kill!!!"

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  P.S: Collecting.

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