Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 254 Attacking Fenzhou

Knowing from the captives that Liu Youhu fled to Fenzhou, Zhao Dezhao waved the flag and the whole army turned to Fenzhou.

"Report! Your Highness, in front of you is the city of Fenzhou in the Northern Han Dynasty."

A sentry, one-legged thousands to report the military situation.

"understood."

Zhao Dezhao and Zhao Yuanzuo rode forward to watch.

I saw a big city in front of me, with flags fluttering on the tower and figures flickering, it was obvious that preparations had been made.

"Yuan Zuo, how many soldiers and horses are there in Fenzhou City?"

"Your Highness, as far as I know, there used to be about 9000 Northern Han troops and [-] private troops. They attacked our Shuiluo City some time ago and lost about [-] soldiers. Now there are no fewer than [-] soldiers in the city."

Zhao Dezhao sighed, the number of Fenzhou Army was not much worse than that of Longzhou Army.

Although there are no horses, they are defending the city and don't need horses. It seems that this errand is not easy to handle.

Zhao Dezhao smiled and said, "Yuan Zuo doesn't have to sigh, there is my secret work in this city, it is not difficult to break the city, let's see Liu Youhu's attitude first."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanzuo regained some pride.

A large group of people came under the city of Fenzhou and surrounded the city gate.

The Northern Han sergeant on the city tower was very nervous and shouted, "Who is under the city? What's the matter?"

Immediately, some of the Imperial Guards shouted, "We are the Imperial Guards of the Capital of the Song Dynasty. We are here with two adults to issue an order. Let Liu Youhu of the Northern Han Dynasty come out to the city to greet them."

Kan Jun raised his head on the tower and yelled, "Nonsense, you are obviously soldiers sent by Song Dynasty, take an arrow from me."

Talking about drawing a bow and setting an arrow, he shoots down.

The arrow went from top to bottom with extremely fast speed, and it came straight to Zhao Yuanzuo's face. Zhao Yuanzuo was startled, Jiang An patted his horse forward, and swung his knife to knock down the arrow branch.

Fang Zhengqi was furious, "How dare you use an ax in class!"

He took off the bow of the sky and the sun and the moon behind him, put it on a Big Dipper arrow, opened the bow like a full moon, and shot an arrow, hitting Kan Jun's arm.

Song Jun's prestige was greatly shaken, and they shouted together: "Kill!"kill!kill!

However, the morale of the Northern Han army was low and they stayed behind closed doors.

Zhao Dezhao sent the order down, and a firework rushed into the sky, which was a signal to the city's internal response.

Then the Song infantry surrounded the city on both sides, and the horse army formed a formation, galloping back and forth in front of the city gate, with astonishing power.

The purpose is to attract people's attention and provide cover for Neiying to steal the city.

The Northern Han army didn't know that Zhao Dezhao's Song army had so many horses. They thought that the imperial court sent a large cavalry to attack, and they were very frightened.

After a while, the gate of the city suddenly opened, and several soldiers shouted, "The army is entering the city quickly, I will wait for the internal response,"

Immediately a sergeant rushed to kill them from behind.

With a shout, Jiang An led Song Tieqi to rush towards the city gate.

Several internal soldiers were killed in an instant, but the Northern Han army in the city had no time to close the city.

Fangzheng's strange horse was as fast as the wind and extremely powerful. It rushed to the city gate in an instant, raised the knife in his hand, and beheaded the sergeant who was about to close the gate.

Song Tieqi swarmed in, chasing and killing the defenders in the city.

"The imperial court has come to promulgate its decree. Those who surrender will put down their swords and guns, and those who rebel will be killed without mercy!"

Shi Yuanliang slapped his horse into the city and killed with the resisting soldiers.

Fang Zhengqi rushed to the front, and the light of the saber swung out like lightning, and the evil spirit shot straight into the sky.

Every time a knife is cut down, a life is taken away.

All of a sudden, murderous intent was everywhere, and the Song army and the Northern Han army fought together.

The monstrous blood light surged everywhere, and puffs of smoke rose into the sky.

The murderous aura filled the air, and the blood reflected the sky.

In an instant, the city of North Seoul was already full of dead bodies.

The brigade of the Northern Han army dragged their weapons backwards and retreated again and again.

The bloodthirsty and warlike Song Tieqi ran rampant like a wolf among sheep, taking away either flesh and blood or life with every blow.

The frightened Northern Han army retreated again and again, not daring to directly attack their front.

Suddenly, a general rushed over on his horse, and with a big gun in his hand, he stabbed several Song Tieqi over.

Fang Zhengqi was furious and rushed forward to fight.

The general was fearless, raised his spear high, and stabbed head-on like a dragon.

The light of the gun shone with a layer of pale blood, which gave people an extremely sharp feeling. With the light of the gun, it was billowing invisible sharpness, piercing through the air.

"Good time." Fang Zhengqi shouted loudly.

His body seemed to swell suddenly, and the long knife in his hand was like a round of scorching sun, blooming with dazzling light, facing the general, he slashed down on his head.

The sharpness of the gun shattered directly, and the man was so shocked that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell off the horse.

Jiang An snorted, but didn't kill him.

Someone immediately tied up the general.

"Who dares to tie up my apprentice?"

Suddenly, with a sound of drinking, all the soldiers present felt a chill all of a sudden.

Even Fang Zhengqi was no exception.

I saw a sharp figure standing in front of me. This man's black hair covered his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, his whole body was transparent.

With a dead breath.

"Master Wang Youzhang! Finally appeared."

Several Northern Han sergeants finally let out a sigh of relief.

North Seoul's greatest reliance is finally willing to make a move.

This person is Wang Youzhang, who is well-known all over the world.

This Wang Youzhang, a native of Taiyuan Prefecture in the Northern Han Dynasty, looked only about 40 years old, but he made friends with Liu Youhu 30 years ago.Faintly became the patron saint of the Northern Han Dynasty.

However, in recent years, Liu Youhu has indulged in extravagance and extravagance, and used his power to do a lot of evil things, especially the last time he attacked the Song Dynasty for no reason and was defeated.

It is said that Wang Youzhang was deeply displeased.

So this time the army massacred the city, the Northern Han area and the residents of the city no longer dared to expect him to help in the battle.

Unexpectedly, people have weaknesses. One of Wang Youzhang's apprentices is a new young general of the Northern Han Army.When he came to see his apprentice, he happened to meet the Song army attacking the city.

Fang Zhengqi injured his apprentice, he immediately stepped forward to rescue the apprentice.

"Who are you?"

Jiang An realized that this person was actually a master, so he had to pay attention.

"Wang Youzhang from Taiyuan."

After Wang Youzhang finished speaking, he drew his sword.In an instant, dozens of figures flew across the sky. Sergeant Song had no time to dodge, and more than a dozen of them were killed, and their blood spread all over the street.

Even Fang Zhengqi was too late to save him.

Fang Zhengqi was slightly startled, and there was a look of surprise on his face, what a terrifying strength!

Song Jun had Fang Zhengqi here, but he was not afraid, and tied up Wang Youzhang's apprentice and took him down.

Wang Youzhang coldly glanced around, seeing Song soldiers rushing wildly everywhere, with flames everywhere, and the sound of shouting and killing could be heard endlessly.

Fangzheng wondered, "Surrender now, lest you not die."

Wang Youzhang smiled coldly, and charged forward with his sword, his murderous aura burst out suddenly.

Immediately, a cold blood mist filled the void, and the evil spirit shot up to the sky.

Wang Youzhang came flying with a sword!
Jiang An's seven-star gold-backed machete also swung.

The long knife shines brightly, as if reflecting the sun in the sky, with a murderous intent,
For a while, layers of blood mist rolled up within a dozen feet nearby.

More than a dozen sergeants on both sides were swept up by the strong wind of their weapons.

One after another, the corpses fell outwards, and everyone's eyes were full of disbelief before the moment.

(End of this chapter)