The tyrant of the Great Zhou Dynasty starts by summoning a fierce general!

There was a slaughter outside the capital.

At this time, everyone knew in their hearts that now was the decisive battle.

Either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind, and there is absolutely no other possibility.

The battle of life and death can best show the quality of an army.

Although the defenders of the capital fought for three days in a row, they resisted the attacks of the soldiers of Hanoi County every time, but their faces did not show the slightest joy, on the contrary, the fear was even greater.

If it weren't for Fan Lihua's proper command in the past few days, relying on this group of recruits, it is estimated that the capital would have been broken many times.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and the trapped camp in black armor walked slowly with neat steps under the gaze of all the defenders of the capital.

The pitch-black armor reflected the harsh sunlight.

Eight hundred men stood in front of the city gate, halberds in their hands.

The rolling heat wave swept in, but it was difficult to take away the monstrous murderous aura emanating from them.

Suddenly, on the street, a large flag rose into the sky.

There is a single word Zhou written on this big flag, which is the royal flag of the royal family.

I looked down along the flagpole of the big flag, but I saw a figure carrying the flag alone and walking step by step.

The defenders on the walls looked at the familiar figure in unison.

"Your Majesty! It's Your Majesty!" The

person carrying the flag was Lu Yao, and behind him were Wang Yong and Wang Meng.

The decisive battle had already been decided, and Lu Yao only had to guard the palace.

But Lu Yao chose to refuse, although he couldn't go to the battlefield in person today, but today he wanted everyone to know that he, Lu Yao, was the strongest backing in the capital.

Wang Yong was still persuading at the moment.

"Your Majesty, you are the body of the Ninety-Five, how can you personally go to such a war-torn place, if you really have any losses, what kind of face do the old ministers have to go to see the first emperor!"

said Wang Yong is snot and tears.

It's a pity that Lu Yao turned a blind eye, stood the big flag on the ground and supported it with one hand, and then took out the big horn he had made before from his arms, cleared his throat and shouted loudly at the top of the city tower.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have nothing else to say today, today I will accompany you to get drunk and rest, and today I will go to Huangquan with you and others!"

Lu Yao's voice was very calm, but there was a bit of doubt in the calm.

At this moment, the defenders above the city tower were all dumbfounded, and a pride in their chests rushed straight to the sky.

The soldier dies for the confidant, and the woman is the one who pleases herself, looking at the ancient and modern An, can there be such a monarch?

Yang Yanying held the golden gun of Chaoyang and looked at the thin figure downstairs, but at this time, her heart seemed to hold up the sky on the horizon.

Fan Lihua walked to Yang Yanying's side, her eyes also fell on Lu Yao's body, and she said indifferently.

"With this male lord, you should sacrifice yourself to repay the country's kindness!"

Saying that, Fan Lihua's

gaze moved to Yang Yanying's body, and at this moment, the two daughters looked at each other.

They are all proud women of the sky, and at this moment they are all concerned with a man, and the woman's competitiveness is instantly stimulated.

Yang Yanying pointed the spear in her hand to the sky, looked at Fan Lihua and said loudly.

"Who said that women are inferior to men! Let the world know my Yang Yanying's ability today!"

The noon sun was very scorching, and even though Fu Tong was seriously injured at this moment, he still personally rode a horse to lead the team.

Looking at the city in front of him, which is known as the first city in the world, Fu Tong's eyes were sharp.

He raised the axe in his hand and let out a roar.

"The whole army! Siege the city!"

The next moment, like a tide, the soldiers rushed to the position of the city wall.

Fan Lihua stood on the city wall and shouted angrily.

"Shoot

the arrows!" an

overwhelming rain of arrows fell from the sky.

But it still couldn't stop the charging of the soldiers of Huaxin County.

At this moment, these Huaxin County soldiers are like crazy, constantly pounding the city gate.

The same is true of the defenders on the towers, who fight for their lives with each other.

The sound of shouting and killing resounded under the sky, and bursts of cold sweat broke out on Wang Yong's forehead.

I don't know if it's because it's hot or because I'm afraid.

And Wang Meng on the side stood like a pine and cypress, and did not waver at all.

Wang Yong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked cautiously.

"Your Majesty, safety matters.

Hearing this, Lu Yao turned his head sideways and whispered to the people serving on the side.

"Go get a glass of cold water for Prime Minister Wang Cheng to cool down.

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yong also understood in his heart, and he had no intention of saying more.

Wang Meng on the side laughed.

"Prime Minister Wang, you can rest assured, this battle will be won!" Seeing

that Wang Meng was so confident, Wang Yong also stopped talking.

On the city walls, arrows rained down.

Under the city walls, Hanoi soldiers carried huge trees on their shoulders and slammed into the city gates.

At this moment, Fu Tong has to knock on the gate of the capital at the cost of his life.

The gates shook, and every impact was terrifying.

After a while, Fan Lihua turned her head to Niu Shan on the side and said.

"Light a bonfire!" Niu

Shan immediately picked up the torch when he heard this, and rushed in the direction of the beacon tower.

At this time, the beacon tower was already full of firewood, Niu Shan threw the torch in his hand into it, and instantly a monstrous flame rose into the sky.

In the dense forest outside the capital, Han Baohu looked at the lit beacon, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of arc.

He raised the golden hammer in his hand and pointed at the place where Fu Tong was, and roared.

"Look at that place! All the soldiers! Make contributions today!" There

was a lot of chaos in front of the gate of the capital, and at this moment, Fu Tong was staring at the position of the city gate, and he didn't notice that the Zhou Wushu led by Han Baohu behind him was approaching rapidly.

No one could have imagined that a group of enemies would suddenly appear behind them.

Han Baohu held a double hammer, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and rushed to Fu Tong's position.

At this time, Fu Tong had already sent most of his men to attack the city, and there were only more than a hundred guards left around him to protect his safety.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the earth trembling behind me.

Fu Tong turned his head to look, but saw the most terrifying scene in his life.

But I saw a person like a divine soldier descending from the sky, unstoppably killing from the north and coming straight to the place where he was.

"It's not good! Enemy attack! Protect the general!" The

surrounding guards were the first to react, and immediately escorted Fu Tong.

But between breaths, Han Baohu had already entered the formation.

The golden hammer in his hand waved with a burst of breaking wind, and everyone was shattered when the hammer fell.

The ensuing Zhou Wushu turned into a raging wave and swept over.

Fu Tong was shocked, and there were three points of fear.

Han Baohu's appearance completely disrupted his deployment, like a cold arrow shot straight into his heart.

Han Baohu smashed the person in front of him with a hammer, and his eyes instantly locked on Fu Tong on the horse.

At this moment, Fu Tong was a little frightened and frightened, and he pulled the reins to escape.

But how could Han Baohu give him such an opportunity.

"The enemy will leave! Have a good time fighting with someone!"

In an instant, Han Baohu flew up, and the giant hammer in his hand roared down.

Fu Tong was shocked when he saw this, and immediately abandoned his horse and fled.

This hammer fell from the sky with a thousand momentum, and smashed the war horse under Fu Tong into meat sauce.

Seeing Fu Tong fall to the ground, Han Baohu slowly lifted the golden hammer stained with flesh and blood, and his side face was full of evil spirit under the bright sun.

"Today, so-and-so will send you across the Yellow Springs!".