It was noon in a blink of an eye.

More ladders were built, and the Ming army filled in more military horses again and again. After several times, the east gate was in danger.

Occasionally, there will always be a few people climbing up the city wall, rushing in, and then being knocked down by a short gun.

However, the Ming army seemed to be crazy and attacked the city one after another, so that Hao Fenglou had to take the reserve officers and soldiers here to support the formation.

Shi Gandang rushed up the city wall, holding a big knife, his eyes were red, and then he made several holes on his body. He was tough and rushed forward, pulling a Langsan officer and soldier down the city wall, and fell to pieces.

The tragic battlefield was so fierce that even the most qualified veterans couldn't help but feel cold. However, at this point, the capture of Guangzhou City was only in front of us, and many people could defend the city for a moment. Therefore, no one of the sides in the fierce battle retreated. Everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on, for fear of being distracted and unable to hold on until the end.

Hao Fenglou was also crazy. When more and more Ming troops rushed to the city tower, Hao Fenglou personally carried a knife and rushed forward with a reserve team.

When everyone saw Hao Fenglou appear, they were immediately imposing. Someone shouted: "General Hao is here, he will win, he will win!"

As a result, the morale of Lang Son's army was boosted and everyone's courage increased.

The army and horses siege were terrified by the cheers. Hao Fenglou's reputation had already resounded throughout the world. No one knew that this person was invincible and was now the number one general of the Ming Dynasty. Now that this person appears, not many people recognize him, but they just think that this person must be three heads and six arms and cannot be brave. Therefore, the Ming army on the city wall showed a trace of chaos.

But at this moment, someone yelled with a sharp blade: "Kill. Cover the army to the city!"

While speaking, this person led a team of people and abandoned the Langshan army beside him and rushed towards Hao Fenglou.

Others don’t recognize Hao Fenglou, but he recognizes that he is Zhang Fu’s clan’s brother Zhang Zhao. When he was in Jinling, Hao Fenglou was also involved.

On the other side, Hao Fenglou stabbed a Ming army to death with a long knife in his hand, turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

Zhang Zhao...

Jinling said it was big or small, and it was also a person who could deal with Hao Fenglou. After all, it was limited. Hao Fenglou made many military achievements, which of course attracted the admiration of many aristocratic families. Zhang Zhao was one of them back then, this guy was a child who was still a child who was still young. Although he studied marching and formation every day, today, he was wearing military uniforms. He was full of murderous aura. His right rib was bleeding and injured. However, his eyes were covered with blood. He carried a knife and walked towards Hao Fenglou step by step.

If it were in the past, it was in Jinling. Hao Fenglou might not have any touch when he saw this guy, but when he met an old friend here, Hao Fenglou also carried a knife forward.

A team of personal soldiers were surrounded by both sides.

"Hao Fenglou!" Zhang Zhao yelled.

Hao Fenglou sneered and slashed at him with a knife.

Zhang Zhao did not hesitate, and his body tilted, avoiding the fatal knife, and stabbed him.

There is no fancy sword technique, and both sides have only one idea to kill each other.

Hao Fenglou retreated.

Zhang Zhao shouted loudly, under the cover of his personal soldiers, he held the knife in both hands and slashed towards Hao Feng's floor door.

Hao Fenglou took a step back at this time, took out a short gun with one hand, and hit the right rib with a bang.

Zhang Zhao suffered pain and lost his balance. He slashed the ground with a knife and fell to the ground. He was covered in blood and twitched on the ground.

Hao Fenglou lifted his sword viciously, just about to take down his head.

But when he raised the knife, Hao Fenglou hesitated.

This man is still very young. Although most of the faces fighting here are very young, most of them are young, but this man was too close to him, and many memories came up. Hao Fenglou's hand suddenly removed his strength. He took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with complexity, and ordered: "Come, take him down."

But at this time, Zhang Zhao suddenly rolled on the ground and grabbed the knife in his hand. He looked down at Hao Fenglou and said viciously: "A traitor!"

After saying that, the knife in his hand threw it towards Hao Fenglou.

The bright long sword shot straight into Hao Fenglou's heart like a crossbow arrow.

Hao Fenglou's pupils contracted, and the next moment, the knife might end his life.

Just at this moment, someone stood in front of Hao Fenglou.

This person is a personal guard of Hao Fenglou. As for his name, Hao Fenglou can no longer remember it. He only remembers that this is a guy who likes to make faces and a very young boy.

But now, he stood up in front of him, and then, Hao Fenglou, behind him, saw the tip of the knife piercing directly from his chest, and the bright red blood dripped from the tip of the knife.

Hao Fenglou was stunned and hugged him quickly. The man smiled, but slowly closed his eyes. His lips squirmed and said the last sentence: "Your Highness, please enter Jinling..."

"Kill!" The personal guards around him had already been fighting with Zhang Zhao's personal guards.

Hao Fenglou squatted down and looked at the guards whose blood bubbles were emitting in his mouth and his eyes gradually became unconscious.

He was angry, completely angry.

Hao Fenglou picked up the knife, and he didn't know whose knife it was. He stepped forward step by step and walked in front of Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao was seriously injured, and the throw just now had exhausted all his strength.

Hao Fenglou smiled grimly, stabbed his sword hard on him, and roared at him: "A traitor? I only know, you have seen it, did you see it, the person you killed just now, where is the thief, and where is the thief?"

He stabbed him with a knife, and there were blood holes after another on Zhang Zhao's body. He kept twitching and twitching, looking at Hao Fenglou sadly, first with a bone-broken hatred, but then he was sad. Perhaps at this time, he also thought of many past events, but the past events were gone and dissipated with the smoke of gunpowder.

Zhang Zhao swallowed.

Hao Fenglou knelt on the ground almost exhausted, and he still held the bloody long blade in his hand. His eyes were not as tired and listless as his body. Instead, he showed a few traces of splendor.

To this point, so many people die for themselves and for the Hao family. At this point, with so many lives, why are they kind and what qualifications are they merciful? Jinling must go to Jinling. Only when they enter Jinling and die for themselves today, their heroic spirits can be comforted, and their descendants can be decent and take them to a dead end. Then, they should create a future for them. Since this is the case, why should I remember the old things and why should I pity the lives of the enemy?

He slowly stood up, his eyes red like everyone else.

He originally thought that he was a chess player, a person who was out of the matter, a shepherd dog who drove the chess piece. Everything was just to achieve his own goals, so he could stay out of the matter without any feelings and manipulate everything, just as his mentor expected, without feelings, only purpose.

But now, Hao Fenglou found that he was no different from the chess pieces. He would be angry, his eyes would be red, his nose would be sour, and his eyes would be moist.

He raised his knife and raised his arms and said, "Hao Fenglou is here, follow me!"

His voice was soon drowned out by the shouts of killing, but the people around him moved closer to him, and they rushed towards the gathering places of Ming troops.

As for Zhang Zhao, the person who once brought many memories to Hao Fenglou, Hao Fenglou did not look back or look at him again.

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evening.

The fierce battle was already fierce, and Lang Son's army retreated from the city wall. They had no choice but to abandon it because more and more Ming troops were coming up. In order to prevent the Ming army from using the artillery on the top of the city, when they retreated, dead soldiers directly blew up the artillery. So the rumbling explosion sounded and the mountains shook, and many city walls collapsed. In the urn city, the two sides fought fiercely, and the Ming army added tens of thousands of new forces. As a last resort, they had to continue to retreat to the streets.

Teams of infantry organized on the streets and shot at the Ming army that was swarming.

The Ming army's Shenji Camp also appeared with a musket. The two sides shot at each other. Many people suddenly fell to the ground after the volley. But soon, the people from the back team replenished the position ahead and continued to hold on.

The grenadiers simply climbed onto the roof of the house, bounced one by one with their hands, and unexpectedly threw them at the Ming army crowd, and were then shot down by the Ming army who reacted.

There is still an artillery position in the east of the city. At this time, the artillery also rumbling, bombing the city gate area in the west of the city without any difference, so as to cut off the Ming army in and outside the city as much as possible.

Hao Fenglou's calf was injured and was rescued. Several doctors accompanying the army were bandaging his wounds.

Then, in the evening, he appeared on another street.

The only thing that is thankful is that once night falls, the Lang Son Army gains a huge advantage and starts a counterattack.

This advantage is ridiculous. Most Ming soldiers actually had night blindness.

That's right. Even the elites in the border town have the most people who are deducted by military officers and the difficulty of daily supplies. In fact, the nutrition in their bodies is not sufficient. As long as they reach the night, they become blind.

In this regard, the supply of Lang Son Army has always been sufficient, and there is no shortage of fish and meat every day.

The counterattacks were in full swing in the streets, and the Ming army finally couldn't stand it and began to collapse everywhere.

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Chapter completed!