Datang: Integrate three times the combat power of Lv Bu at the beginning

There were also tears welling up in his eyes.

The war is over, you have returned home, but what about the home of our ancestors?Your war is over, but mine is not!

This battle is not only for our country, but also for our descendants.

Your will will be inherited by me, Li Chengqian, and your deep hatred will be washed by Li Chengqian.

Those who commit crimes against the Tang Dynasty will be punished even if they are far away!

The knife falls and the wind and rain startle, and the ghosts and gods cry.

The morale of the Tang army has reached its peak. At this moment, they only have the belief in going forward bravely for the great Tang Dynasty.

Up Eight-tailed Castle.

Looking at the majestic Tang army below the city, the Fusang soldiers were frightened.

They felt that what they were facing was not a human being, but a demon soldier and general who came out of hell.

Mikasa Miyaoi suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart, and said loudly: "Defend the city wall to the death, and swear to live and die with Yao Castle."

But the sluggish morale of the Fusang Army can't be restored with just a few words.

In an instant...

Tang Jun's ladder had already reached the city wall of Bawei City, and the Xuanwu city-breaking vehicle had also been pulled to the gate of Bawei City.

The war is about to start.

On the ladder, the white-robed army held a stainless steel horizontal knife and fought fearlessly towards the city wall.

As a member of the White Robe Army, Zhu Yongchang is now 40 years old. He is the oldest one in the White Robe Army. Everyone respectfully calls him "Brother Zhu".

But in this battle, he surpassed everyone, held up a fine steel shield, and was the first to climb onto the ladder.

Not to grab credit, but to protect the brothers under him.

As we all know in siege warfare, the death rate at the front is definitely the highest.

But he is already over forty years old, and he has lived longer than everyone in the white robe army. Whenever he sees the lively faces of the white robe army, he can't help showing a smile on his face.

Everyone in the white robe army is his brother.

For the sake of his brothers, he is willing to stand at the forefront and use his life to pave a way for them.

On the city wall, rolling logs, stones, and arrows kept hitting the shield held high by Zhu Yongchang's right arm.

"Ha... ah..." Zhu Yongchang roared and climbed up. Every time he climbed up, the brothers under him would be safe.

When he was halfway up, his right arm finally couldn't bear the attack from the city.

With a crisp crunch, Zhu Yongchang could feel his right arm break.

The shield was smashed and sank, hitting directly on his head.

Blood dripped down his head.

He shook his drowsy head, his mind was buzzing, "I can't fall, I still have my brothers by my side."

"Ah!" Zhu Yongchang roared to wake himself up. He threw away the horizontal knife in his hand, and used his broken right arm and left hand to push the golden steel shield up another step.

"Old Zhu...Old Zhu..."

"Old Zhu... get the hell out of here..."

When he ascended the third step, his body was really out of control, his eyes sank, and he fell down from the ladder.

He couldn't tell who the shouts around him were coming from.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Brothers, there is only so much I can do, and the rest is up to you. I, Lao Zhu, take the first step, and you will avenge Datang's revenge."

Knowing that he is going to die, he still resists on the front line, and will never compromise in the face of alien enemies.

Even if you die, you have to be tragic, so that you will not lose the arrogance of the Tang people and be worthy of the status of the Tang army.

I stain mountains and rivers with blood!

boom!

Zhu Yongchang fell down the wall, beside him, Tang Jun's corpse fell down from time to time.

If you want to serve your country, why not be born into Yumen Pass.

They turned their life and blood into a sharp spear, and stabbed heavily at the Eight-tailed City.

Wrapped in horse leather, blood-stained Cangxiong, protecting the country with his body.

Li Chengqian, who rushed to the foot of Bawei City, got off his horse, held Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly in his hand, turned into a silver lightning and rushed up the ladder.

tread!tread!tread……

Li Chengqian's footsteps leaped over the shields held high by the white-robed army, and after a few leaps, he jumped to the top of the city of Bawei.

on the city wall...

The Fusang army looked at Li Chengqian who appeared on the top of the city like a ghost Shura, and was shocked.

"idiot!"

They roared and charged towards Li Chengqian.

It was a great shame and humiliation to be killed by the Tang army on the top of the wall less than half an hour after the start of the battle.

Li Chengqian flipped his wrist, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand was like an eagle hitting the sky, like a dragon diving into the sea, and slaughtered on the top of the city, bloody.

The spine that stretches for thousands of miles and builds the proud bones of the country, which cannot be trampled by others.

Every time he swung his halberd, he beheaded dozens of Fusang soldiers.

The surrounding Fusang soldiers were terrified and terrified, and dared not go forward.

With one man's strength, he swept across the city of Bawei, capturing the soul of the enemy army.

Inexhaustible strength, endless war.

The blood is not shed, and the battle is endless.

"Kill!"

Li Chengqian's attack on the top of the city bought time for the Tang army, and a large number of Tang troops had already reached the city wall.

Chapter 245 Blood-Stained Eight-Tails Castle

On the top of Eight-tailed City, blood rained down, corpses lay all over the ground, roars and wailing were heard endlessly.

The Tang army who attacked the city wall instantly turned this place into a blood domain of Shura.

At this time, all the officers and soldiers of the Tang army had scarlet eyes and were covered in blood.

"Kill, the blood debt should be paid with blood!"

"Damn Fuso pirates, go to hell for me!"

"Fighting to the death, the city is covered in blood!"

They are hysterical, hoarse, they put life and death aside.

At this moment, they only have the enemy in front of them and Li Chengqian who is rushing to the front in their eyes.

Their crown prince, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, was the God of War in their hearts. Wherever Li Chengqian killed him, they would chase him there.

"idiot……"

"Is there no one who can stop him?"

"Why is this man so fierce? Too many of us died in his hands."

The Fusang soldiers on the city wall were forced to retreat again and again by Li Chengqian. Their faces were livid, their eyes were scarlet, filled with resentment, but they dared not move forward.

In the distance, Fujita Sagi had already rushed over with a knife and armor. The fighting power of Tang Jun and Li Chengqian made him extremely shocked and terrified.

The combat effectiveness of Fusang Army and Tang Army is not at the same level at all.

At this moment, he hated Prince Shotoku to the core. It was not good to provoke anyone, but he insisted on provoking this sleeping dragon.

Defeat is the best result for Fusang.

But Sagi Fujita has no way out, "Don't be afraid, no matter how brave he is, he is only one person. As long as we do our best, we will be able to kill him here."

Fujita Sagi boosted morale in the rear, hope was rekindled in Fusang soldiers' hearts, and their eyes became fierce again.

This was their last chance. There were more and more Tang troops on the wall. Once they rushed to Li Chengqian's side, the Fusang army would have no chance of winning.

In an instant...

Dozens of Fusang soldiers charged towards Li Chengqian again, with vicious eyes and cold faces.

Fujita Sagi led three Fusang generals mixed in the crowd, like poisonous snakes, waiting to give Li Chengqian a fatal blow.

Li Chengqian looked at the Fusang soldiers who came to deceive him, calm and calm.

Fang Tian's painted halberd clenched in his right hand turned over and charged towards the Fusang soldiers.

Today, no Fusang people can escape from this city.

The battle on the city wall was still going on, and the Tang soldiers went on and on, fighting against the Fusang soldiers without fear of life or death.

The blood was steaming, and the sky seemed to be dyed scarlet.

The blood gathered into a trickling river, flowing slowly, and the broken limbs and remains covered the ground, arousing the most primitive desire to kill.

The surrounding Fusang soldiers became more and more fierce, rushing towards Li Chengqian fearlessly.

There is no winning or losing in this battle, only life and death.

Eight tails city, east wall.

Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong have also led their troops to attack the city.

They hate Fusang no less than Li Chengqian.

The loyalty to Datang is the belief engraved in their bones.

"Damn Fusang children, let you taste the power of my old Cheng's giant steel axe."

Cheng Yaojin leaped onto the top of the city with a giant steel ax in his hand, and the dance of the giant ax was impeccable.

Every time he swings an axe, he can kill several Fusang soldiers. With a body of three meters, no Fusang soldier dares to come forward.

It's true that one man is in charge of the other.

Yu Chigong next to him was not to be outdone, holding a steel whip in his hand, he rushed towards the soldiers of Fusang, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, setting off a bloody storm on the top of the city.

At this time, the battle has entered a fierce stage.

Not far away, a Fuso soldier with a ferocious face and blood stains stabbed the samurai sword in his hand into the abdomen of Tang Jun in front of him.

He stared at Tang Bing for a long time, when he was exhausted, he got up and attacked Tang Bing.

puff!

This sudden cut made Tang Bing spit out a mouthful of blood, his body convulsed, and his face showed pain.

"Damn Tang, go to hell, hahaha..." The Fusang soldier laughed wildly, like a madman, and stabbed the samurai sword deeply into Tang Bing's abdomen.

"Ah!" Tang Bing roared heart-piercingly.

With all the strength in his body, he raised his trembling right hand, tightly grasped the curled horizontal knife in his hand, and swung it towards the Fusang soldiers, "Fuck your ancestor's Fusang dog, and send me to hell!"

puff!

The horizontal knife in his hand cut to Fusang soldier's neck in an instant, and blood gushed out from Fusang soldier's neck.

The Fusang soldier's eyes widened, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he could not rest in peace.

He didn't understand why Tang Bing still had the strength to lift the knife and kill him when his intestines had been turned out from his abdomen.

But this is the character of being a general of the Tang Army, and this is the backbone of the generals of the Tang Army.

Even if you die, you have to kill one more enemy for Datang.

Huang Sha wears gold armor in battle, and will not pay back without breaking Loulan.

While a large number of Fusang soldiers fell, Tang soldiers also fell one after another.

They are not Li Chengqian, they don't have unparalleled methods like demons and gods, and they are not invincible in the battlefield.