hotmtlnovel Chapter 225
Chapter 225
Ten minutes passed quietly, but the roar of the Huihui cannons never stopped. They were like tireless beasts, pouring out the fury of destruction on Hanyang City.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sky seemed to be torn apart, and huge rocks, wrapped in the wind and the whisper of the god of death, ruthlessly smashed into the ancient city. Every blow was shocking, and the city of Hanyang was shrouded in a doomsday scene.
In the city, the prosperity and tranquility of the past have disappeared, replaced by devastation. Houses and pavilions, crumbling under the ravages of huge rocks, eventually turned into rubble and dust, burying countless innocent lives. The wailing and cries for help of residents and soldiers were intertwined with the roar of huge rocks falling to the ground.
Those huge rocks that fell from the sky not only took away lives, but also left shocking traces on the hard ground-huge pits several inches deep.
The entire Hanyang city seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth, with flames soaring into the sky and wailing everywhere.
Hu San staggered, as if carrying a heavy burden, barely holding up his shaky body, his eyes eagerly shuttled through the chaos and dust, eager to catch the trace of General Niu Fu. However, after a hard search, the only thing left was a lonely combat boot, lying quietly next to a shocking piece of minced meat, silently telling the tragedy just now.
"General——!" Hu San's call echoed in this dead battlefield, with a tremor of disbelief and despair.
All around, the will of the soldiers defending the city had completely collapsed like a candle in the wind. What flashed in their eyes was no longer the will to fight, but the fear and confusion of the unknown power of heaven.
Huge rocks poured down from the sky like rain, and each one seemed to carry the anger of God, making people wonder whether this was human power or whether there was really a meteorite falling from the sky to punish the world?
Because the catapults of this era simply could not throw such large rocks.
The morale of the Xiliang Army was completely shattered at this moment, and they began to question whether they had really angered God, so that such a punishment was sent down.
Who among the Xiliang Army present knew that Dong Zhuo's crimes such as burning Luoyang were crimes that were intolerable to heaven.
For a time, the Hanyang defenders fell into unprecedented chaos and panic, and the crowd surged like a tide, losing the order and calmness of the past. They ran and shouted, and the mood of despair filled the air. Some people even fell from the towering city wall in this panic and became victims of this turmoil.
And this madness was not limited to Xiliang. The soldiers of the Bingzhou Army also witnessed this scene, and their eyes were full of disbelief and shock.
When the mysterious machine, the Huihui carriage, started up, the sound was like thunder. At first, I thought it was the wrath of God, sending down a warning thunder.
I saw smoke filling the city of Hanyang, covering the sky and the sun, mixed with heart-wrenching screams, piercing people's hearts.
Needless to say, they could all imagine the tragic scene in the city, which must be full of corpses and rivers of blood.
Liu Yao stood tall on the top of the high platform, his eyes like torches, piercing through the heavy smoke, and a thunderous "All troops attack the city!!!" exploded like thunder, stirring every inch of the battlefield and pushing morale to a boiling peak.
"Roar!" The army responded in unison, the roar shook the earth, as if a group of dragons came out of the sea, unstoppable. The drums of war beat, and the passionate drum beats were like the pulse of the god of war, leaping in every inch of the air, inspiring the boiling blood in the hearts of the men of Bingzhou.
"Brothers! Charge!!!"
Xu Chu, Zhao Yun and other fierce generals led the way. They were wearing heavy armor and holding magic weapons. They were like the gods of war, leading tens of thousands of Bingzhou troops, rushing forward like a raging tide, vowing to turn the broken Hanyang City into dust.
Facing this surging offensive like a tide, the morale of the Xiliang defenders was low, and their eyes were full of helplessness and despair.
The Bingzhou army was bathed in the cover of the roar of Huihui cannons. The roar of each cannon was like the roar of the gods, tearing the shackles of the air and opening up a bloody path for the siege army.
Xu Chu took the lead, with his strength to pull mountains and his spirit to conquer the world. Wherever he passed, the enemy bandits fled; Zhao Yun's silver spear was like a dragon, shuttling between the enemy formations. Every time he fired a shot, an enemy general would fall. They fought side by side with their soldiers and built an insurmountable siege wall with their flesh and blood.
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Near noon, the war on Hanyang City finally subsided slowly. Under the cover of Huihui cannons, tens of thousands of Bingzhou troops captured the city in one fell swoop. Almost half of the tens of thousands of Xiliang troops who defended the city chose to surrender.
They were completely frightened by the rain of boulders. The defending general Niu Fu and his deputy general all died tragically under the boulders.
At this point, the gate of Xiliang was completely opened.
"Lord,Lord! Victory!"
"Lord! Victory!"
This earth-shaking shout resounded through the sky above Hanyang City, rolling in like thunder, stirring the hearts of every soldier.
When Liu Yao, Guo Jia, Xi Zhong and others rode into Hanyang City on war horses.
On the top of the tower, on both sides of the corridor, the weapons and shields in the hands of the soldiers intertwined into a sea of metal. Every strike seemed to be the most enthusiastic hymn to victory, and the low roars in their mouths gathered into an unstoppable torrent of momentum.
"Roar!"
"Roar! Roar! Roar! "
Later, over time, this gradually became the unified way of expressing excitement for the Bingzhou Army.
Liu Yao stood on horseback, his posture upright, as unshakable as a mountain. He slowly drew out the cold Tang horizontal sword from his waist, and the blade seemed to be able to split all obstacles in the world.
"The sun, the moon, and the stars bear witness to the glory of our Han Dynasty; the mountains and rivers carry the foundation of our Han Dynasty!"
"Don't let down the blood of the Han Dynasty!"
All the soldiers present saluted.
"For the Han Dynasty! For the lord! "
Zhao Yun looked at the high-spirited Bingzhou Army, and a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes. He also wanted to lead such an army to fight on the battlefield.
Last night, Zhao Yun was still a little worried in the camp. Hanyang City has now been reinforced into a war fortress. If he attacked rashly, he would only get beaten to a bloody pulp.
He and Xu Chu were already prepared for a long battle, ready to spend two or three months to break through the gate of Hanyang City.
What he didn't expect was that Liu Yao really wanted to fight the first battle and decide the outcome. With a thunderous momentum, he vowed to conquer Hanyang in one fell swoop.
This determination and courage gradually dissipated Zhao Yun's worries, replaced by a burning fighting spirit and endless expectations.
He looked forward to following Liu Yao in the next battle.
At this time, Liu Yao also noticed Zhao Yun.
"Zilong! If I'm not mistaken, the first to ascend today! It should be you, right?"
"What reward do you want?"
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