The setting sun is like blood.

Time has reached the end of the day, but the sound of killing is still fierce. The soldiers of Wu Nianjun are fighting vigorously as if they have just entered the battlefield.

Courage gave them great strength, made them stronger, and allowed them to begin to dominate the Mongolian soldiers.

After weakening little by little, Yan Han gradually returned to strength.

The so-called war nation.

Wu Nian is definitely not bragging, it actually exists.

The country was destroyed by its weakness, and the Han Dynasty was destroyed by its strength. In that era, when there was no civil and military control, in that era when mere county guards and generals were able to defeat the barbarians, they threw away their armor.

Yanhan is the true superior country.

That’s why Han people are called Han people.

Under the banner with the word "Wu", Wu Nian raised his head and looked towards the city. The setting sun behind him turned into real blood, as if it was an omen.

The road Wu Nian takes must be a road paved with blood.

This blood is the blood of barbarians.

"Whoa, whoa, whoosh!" The wind picked up. The flags kept flying, and the scarlet cloak behind Wu Nian's back was blown like a long dragon, with its teeth and claws showing, menacingly.

Wu Nian's eyes were slightly moist. He was saddened by the blood spilled by the men of the Han family, but also proud of his own lineage.

I will never regret entering China in this life.

"Da da da!!!" The rapid sound of horse hooves woke up Wu Nian. His eyes flashed, and the moisture in his eyes disappeared instantly. There was a sharp look between his eyebrows, strong and majestic.

"General, it's time to retreat. It's very dangerous to attack the city at night."

Zhang Jin pulled the reins of his horse, stopped it in front of Wu Nian very calmly, and said in a deep voice.

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops and attacks the city tomorrow." Wu Nian raised his right hand and said calmly.

"Yes." Zhang Jin clasped his fists and rode off.

“Ding ding ding!!!!”

Special soldiers rang the golden bell. The rapid golden ringing sounded and spread throughout the battlefield.

"Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"

After hearing the sound of gold and iron, the officers at the front felt a little reluctant. However, the military orders were overwhelming and they had no choice but to obey.

The officers asked the army to retreat while helping to pull the siege engines.

The soldiers who were attacking the city also got off the ladder truck one after another and quickly hid behind the ladder truck.

"Quick. If you are still alive, stand up and retreat with the army." An officer kept shouting, signaling to the wounded soldiers who fell on the ground to follow them quickly.

Some soldiers also saw a wounded soldier unable to get up on his own, so they went up to help.

Wu Nianjun retreated like a tide.

Although Wu Nian did not capture the city in one day, the strength and weakness of both sides were clearly visible.

Facing Wu Nian's army attacking from three directions, Zhang Bu's army was nothing more than a Mongolian and Yuan warrior of a thousand-capion length, two Han warriors of a thousand-capion length, and 2,000 Zhang family troops.

A mere five to six thousand soldiers and horses, facing such an intense attack, have already shown signs of decline.

"call!!!"

When Wu Nianjun retreated, Zhang Bujun's archers on the city even lost the strength to draw their bows. After exhaling, they sat on the ground and gasped.

"This is such a long day!!! It's too powerful, too powerful. These people are not afraid of death at all. Even with the protection of the city wall, I don't have much sense of security."

A thirty-two-year-old archer was leaning against the female wall, sticking out his tongue and gasping for air, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

Logically speaking.

Siege warfare is like a millstone. When beans enter the millstone, they will turn into bean juice.

Everyone is afraid of death. Even if there is a supervising team and the soldiers charge into battle, it is impossible for them to be so fierce and fierce.

Therefore, it is common for a siege battle to last for a month, or even half a year. Before that, only the Mongolian people could do such a thing.

Rely on the fearlessness of a beast to quickly conquer a city.

And now Wu Nianjun is the second such army.

But this archer felt that Wu Nianjun was different from the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers. Wu Nianjun was not fearless like a beast, but fearless as a human being.

The reason why wild beasts are fearless is that although wild beasts can avoid death, they are not afraid of death.

People are afraid of death.

What kind of powerful force can make a person die without fear?

"Damn it. This city can't be defended at all. The day after tomorrow, no, it may be captured tomorrow." The archer's eyes flickered, and he was already thinking about what to do.

This archer is not the only one who is smart. Except for the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers and the officers of tens of thousands of Han households who have no retreat, all the Han soldiers have a retreat.

I have only heard that Wu Nian hated the Meng Yuan people and was an official who worked for the Meng Yuan people, but I had never heard that Wu Nian wanted to kill all the Han soldiers.

Although Zhang Bu treated his subordinates well, it did not mean that everyone was willing to die with him.

Zhang Bu's ability has not reached this level.

If you don’t want to die, then you have to find a way not to die.

And if they continue to stay on the city wall to help Zhang Bu defend the city and fight against Wu Nianjun, then they will definitely die.

An army.

Its defeat did not occur at the end of the war, but when the morale of the army was lost.

Obviously, after half a day and under the fierce attack of powerful enemies, Zhang Bujun's military morale began to dissipate.

Although it is limited to Han soldiers.

Excludes Mongolian and Yuan soldiers and Zhang family coalition forces.

However, Zhang Bu's army was originally small in number. In today's battle, he suffered huge losses. He did not have much strength left.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Zhang Bu himself was a little desperate.

He was not lazy, nor was he afraid of death. He kept standing on the city wall with a spear in hand to fight. His armor was covered with blood and full of traces of swords, spears, and halberds, and he killed at least twenty people with his hands.

He was trying his best to stabilize the situation, hoping that he could turn into a huge and stable dam to withstand the turbulent floods.

But the enemy is too strong.

Wu Nian's army has its own willpower.

They still have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

Wu Nian.

He is the general who gave the army the soul, and as a mere mortal, even if I rely on the city, what qualifications do I have to stand here and stop him?

Frustration. This feeling is gone if it doesn't come. Once it comes, it rises from the heart like an endless stream.

At this moment, Zhang Bu's heart was full of frustration. Then he became pessimistic about the situation in front of him. His original judgment that he could probably hold on to the city and wait for reinforcements from Jinhuan Mountain was shaken.

Zhang Bu clenched his fists, lowered his head slightly, breathed heavily, and his tiger eyes gradually turned red.

He suddenly looked up at Wu Nianjun, who was retreating like a tide in front of him, and roared in his heart.

"How should I, a mere mortal, fight against such a powerful enemy?"

Zhang Bu.

Before the Mongolian invasion, he was said to be one of the few heroes in Liaodong, and he was indeed so. It only took a half-day battle, but Zhang Bu was so desperate.

One can imagine.
Chapter completed!