After a brief silence, the battlefield became noisy again. The Wei army, who had a full meal, set up their formation and began to attack the city again. A thousand archers rushed to the moat and shot wildly at the city. The rain of arrows poured down, making the soldiers on the city unable to raise their heads. More than a hundred soldiers pushed the siege cars and quickly approached the city gate, hitting the city gate again and again with huge siege hammers. Under the continuous impact, the wooden city gate made a roar and was about to collapse. The moans at the city gate further inspired the Wei soldiers. They shouted horns and used all their strength to hit continuously.

More Wei soldiers carried cloud ladders and rushed to the city, erected cloud ladders and climbed to the city. The shouts of killing at the top of the city were loud. The Shu Han army braved the rain of arrows under the city, poked out half of their bodies, fought back with their bows and arrows in their hands, assassinated with spears and long halberds, grabbed them, overturned the cloud ladder, chopped with a knife, and splashed with hot oil.

The Wei soldiers in Pancheng suffered the most powerful obstacle since the war started. Some people kept falling down from the ladder, being shot to death by arrows, or screaming in pain by boiling oil or feces. One ladder after another was pushed down and ignited. The fire illuminated the Wei soldiers who were sieging the city and the blood-stained Wuguan City.

Blood is like the water flowing in the elixir water, sprinkling freely.

The Wei army was attracted by the merits of breaking the city. The counterattack on the city not only did not discourage their morale, but instead aroused their stronger fighting spirit. They fought desperately, one of them fell down and two more rushed up. The archers ignored the danger and forced them to the city wall and shot a sharp arrow to the top of the city. Some of the soldiers of Shu Han kept getting arrows, some of them screamed backwards, while others turned over and fell to the top of the city, and were then chopped into meat paste by the soldiers of Wei.

Both sides were red in their eyes, and no one dared to give in.

Wei Ba stood on the city tower, looking at the bloody battlefield, looking at the arrows flying like locusts, looking at the figures jumping in the firelight, listening to the shouts of killing, the sound of swords and shields slashing, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, listening to the loud noise of the siege cars hitting the city gate, he was uneasy. So far, he had experienced several wars. When he attacked Jianzhang Palace, he was still the supreme commander and witnessed many bloody scenes with his own eyes. But when he saw this scene today, he was still a little nervous.

Nothing else, just for Deng Zhi's risk.

As Deng Zhi said, showing weakness is to take advantage of the strength. This principle is very simple, but how to grasp it is quite difficult. If you don’t show weakness enough, you cannot capture the enemy’s competitive spirit. If you show weakness too much, you may be able to take advantage of the situation by the enemy. At that time, even if you still have the power to fight in the city, the loss will inevitably be huge and you cannot face the upcoming Sima Yi’s army. How to grasp the size just right? Even a veteran who has been through the battlefield may not be able to do it perfectly. Can Deng Zhi, a person who has never led a soldier?

In addition to the 1,000 soldiers who stood on the city wall, Deng Zhi sank two thousand people at the city gate, and more than one thousand people left the city. He was missing wherever he went. If nothing unexpected happened, they should have moved to the back of the Wei army camp. In addition to these people, there were more than two thousand people he brought, including more than 800 Wei family martial soldiers and more than 1,000 people supported by the powerful Guanzhong. They are reserve teams, the backup to prevent accidents, and the killer weapon to launch a fatal blow when the war is stalemate.

Dunwu stood behind him, slowly clapping his nails, and turned a blind eye to the battle that was close to him. But Ma Cao held his Qimen weapons tightly, widened his eyes, and paid attention to every move on the battlefield. He was shocked by the bloody battlefield, and was worried that a ripples would shoot Wei Ba. As Wei Ba's personal guard Sima, he had the responsibility to protect Wei Ba's safety.

"Yunlong, don't be too nervous." Dunwu raised his palm and looked at the neatly trimmed nails under the flames on the battlefield. He said slowly: "It's too nervous now, it will exhaust your strength. When you really go into battle, you will lose your strength."

Ma Cao looked at his fingers that were a little white because he held them too tightly, and smiled embarrassedly, let go of them, pinched them a few times, and then his fingers slowly recovered from some blood.

The two sides fought for two hours, and it was almost midnight. Although the Wei army paid the price of more than a thousand people, they still failed to finally break through the city wall. Wuguan City was like a small boat in the sea. Although it was shaking by the strong wind and shaking, it seemed to be overturned at any time, but after every storm, it miraculously appeared on the sea surface.

Hu Zun's face looked a little ugly. After attacking for so long, he had not been able to take down Wuguan City, which was much beyond his expectations. If he continues to fight like this, as the casualties increase and morale declines, the possibility of breaking the city will become smaller and smaller, and the losses will be reduced. In the end, he failed to take down Wuguan. Then what awaits him is not credit, nor glory, only punishment and neglect.

He was hesitant and was swaying between giving up the attack and continuing to attack. He once boasted in front of the generals that he wanted to take down Wuguan and rest in Wuguan City. He gave Sima Yi a big gift tomorrow morning. If it ends like this, how can he face the generals in the future and how can he command them? Especially Jin Dongliu, although he had not spoken, even the blind man could see the disdain in his eyes.

Hu Zun gritted his teeth and ordered another two thousand elite troops to attack the city. If it fails to succeed, it will end up. No matter how embarrassing it, he can only endure it. He can't throw all the more than 6,000 strikers here.

Two thousand people were sent to the battlefield, and Hu Zun was left with only two more than two thousand people from Jin Dongliu, and the Five Hundred Guards.

Jin Dongliu heard Hu Zun's order and smacked his lips without saying anything. He knew very well that Hu Zun was already in a difficult position at this moment. No matter what he said, it would be very harsh in Hu Zun's ears, which would only anger him even more and would not let him give up the attack.

Two thousand elite soldiers rushed to the battlefield, and the morale of the Wei army was once again boosted. They let out a tsunami-like roar, stirred up a frenzy, and rushed towards the top of Wuguan City again.

Deng Zhi narrowed his eyes and gently tilted the corner of his mouth: "Boundist, shoot! Open the city gate!"

"Here." The flag soldiers ran to the gatehouse and waved the colorful flags hard. The sweaty drummer received the order, waved his muscled arms, and beat the war drum hard:

"Dongdong! Dadongdong! Dadongdongdong! Dadongdongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The war drums inside and outside the city echoed each other, and a series of sounds echoed over the Wuguan, indicating that the battle situation was at its most critical moment. More archers rushed to the city wall and shot with all their might at the influx of Wei soldiers. The dense arrows rushed to the city and plunged into the waves set off by the Wei army, stirring up blood flowers. However, the Wei army was not afraid at all. They shouted wildly, holding shields and swords, lined up, and scrambling to climb towards the city wall.

There was a fierce battle between the two sides. From time to time, some people fell from the top of the city, some were Wei troops climbing the city, and some were Shu troops guarding the city. They screamed, waved their arms, and fell from the city. Some were pulled up by their companions, and some were killed by their enemies.

Under the tide-like attack of the Wei army, a siege car, driven by more than one hundred soldiers, hit the city gate.

"Boom!" The city gate let out a long whine, and the door bolt broke, and the city gate, which had long been knocked and deformed, opened, exposing the inner city to the front of the Wei soldiers.

The Wei army was ecstatic, and they burst out cheers like tsunamis, pushing the siege cars aside and flocking in.

"Zi Yu, I'll leave it to you here." Deng Zhi nodded to Wei Ba and took the guard camp down the city. The Shu Han army, who were ambushing the city gate, had already prepared for the battle. They used the baggage battalion to form two defense lines, gathered more than 500 crossbowmen to gather fire at the Wei soldiers who entered the city, and 1,000 swords and shields were ready to massacre. On the horse roads on both sides, there were two hundred soldiers in dense formations, blocking the road to the Wei army to the city gate and controlling the city gate tightly.

Seeing that the Shu Han army was prepared, the Wei army rushed into the city immediately sent a signal to ask for help, asking Hu Zun to send a reserve team to reinforce and launch a final blow.

Hu Zun was ecstatic when he received the news of breaking the city. He knew that his adventure had been successful. The city gate was attacked, and Wuguan City was his pocket. The next thing was how to eliminate the remaining enemies in the city, rest for a while, and maintain a good spirit, so as to welcome the main force of General Cavalry tomorrow.

Without hesitation, he issued the last blow order, led the way, and rushed towards the city gate with his own personal guard camp.

Jin Dongliu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and ordered to start a charge. He had more people and was relatively slow to move. When he was about to cross the moat, Hu Zun had already entered the city surrounded by his personal guards and disappeared into the rolling crowd.

Jin Dongliu sighed. Hu Zun avenged his shame this time, and his life will be even more sad. He raised his head and glanced at the head of Wuguan City, but suddenly felt something strange. He subconsciously stopped, raised his hand, and roared loudly: "Stop moving forward--"

The drummer beside him immediately rang the gong to stop moving forward, but although the soldiers behind him heard the gong, they had no time to stop and continued to move forward, pushing Jin Dongliu so hard that he could not stand, approaching the city wall step by step.

Jin Dongliu was very anxious and shouted at the flag-holding soldiers: "Come on, shake the flag quickly and stop moving forward."

The flag-holder looked at him innocently. "General, I have already waved the flag."

"Battle Flag?" Jin Dongliu suddenly became irritated. He knew where the problem was. Since the Wei army had attacked the city, its first priority was to attack the city tower, cut down Deng Zhi's battle flag, and control the city gate, and block the enemy's counterattack. Now even Hu Zun has entered the city. In theory, the vanguard troops entering the city should have controlled the city tower long ago, but why is the city still Deng Zhi's battle flag?

This can only show one problem, the city tower is still under the control of the enemy.

In this case, the main general Hu Zun rashly enters the city, which is a very dangerous move.

"Call the police! Call the police..." Jin Dongliu was scared and sweated coldly, and immediately ordered to call Hu Zun. However, before he could finish his words, a loud bang, and an iron gate was smashed from the middle of the city gate, causing several Wei soldiers to fall into a pool of blood before they even screamed.

The shouts of killing inside and outside the city stopped abruptly, and the battlefield suddenly became silent. Hu Zun, who had just rushed into the city, looked at the iron gate less than ten steps behind him, and couldn't help but take a breath.

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