Chapter 185 But the wind is too strong to protect
However, these Huns had already arrived under the city wall under a hail of arrows, and then they began to climb the wall with their bare hands and ram the city gate.

"Let's release the pounding stones and rolling logs!"

The battering rams and logs rolled down and hit the Hun version of the dragon blood warrior below.

"Bang, bang, bang..."
There was a loud crash, but Li Mu did not hear any screams, not even a muffled sound.

Li Mu's face became more and more solemn, and he said nothing. This was enough to show that the Huns who were attacking the city below had lost their minds. They were now just ruthless siege machines.

However, even if this group of Huns were hit by stones and logs, as long as they were not killed immediately, they would quickly stand up and continue to attack the city.

Li Mu observed these Hun soldiers with blue-gray skin and found that they were far superior to ordinary soldiers in speed and strength, especially their terrifying recovery ability, which made them not afraid of life and death.

Li Mu ordered the soldiers to sprinkle grease, and soon the city wall was covered with a layer of grease.

These greases left the Hun soldiers with nowhere to gain leverage, making climbing and crashing extremely difficult.

Wang Jian's army soon followed the group of Hun soldiers and approached the city wall of Handan.

"ignition!"

Seeing this, Li Mu gritted his teeth and ordered the soldiers to light the grease on the city wall.

Suddenly, the fire was raging like a fire dragon circling on the city wall.

Those fearless Hun soldiers were soon buried in the sea of ​​fire. Even though they were engulfed by the flames, they remained silent.

Due to the raging fire burning on the city wall, Wang Jian's army's siege ladders could not be set up on the wall.

The Qin army could only suspend the siege and wait for the fire to be extinguished.

Li Mu took this opportunity to continue ordering his soldiers to pour grease to expand the fire.

Soon, a sea of ​​fire formed outside Handan City, forcing Wang Jian's army to unable to get close.

Using fire as a defense is like drinking poison to quench thirst. It is spring and still a bit chilly, but the defenders on the city wall clearly feel waves of heat coming towards them.

Li Mu knew very well that such defense would not always be effective, but at this moment, this approach was the most correct decision.

Just when Li Mu thought he had temporarily defended Handan City, the city gate suddenly opened.

It opened without any warning.

Hiding in the city, Hato Saburo took advantage of his small size to quietly approach the city gate.

Just as Li Mu ordered to set fire, Po Tu San Lang came to the bolt of the city gate. It swung its sharp claws and easily cut off the bolt and pushed open the top door post.

Without these two things to hold up the city gate, a few Hun-style dragon-blood warriors wrapped in flames broke through the gate and rushed into the city.

Although these dragon blood warriors had almost lost their combat ability, they successfully ignited the buildings near the city gate.

Li Mu looked at the opened city gate below and the fire burning in the city, his face suddenly changed. He knew there must be something fishy behind this, but he had no time to think about it.

He quickly adjusted his tactics and commanded his army to defend the city gates, determined not to let Wang Jian's army enter Handan City.

As soon as the city gate opened, Gongsun Ce, who was standing in the distance watching the battle, used the Word Spirit: Eye of the Wind King.

In an instant, under the strong wind, the air dropped instantly, forcefully extinguishing the flames on the city wall.

The army under Wang Jian's command poured into the city like a flood.

Prince Qian of Zhao, who had been standing on a high place at the Zhao Palace observing the situation at the city gate, suddenly became unsteady.

Although the distance was so far that he could not see clearly what was happening, he could clearly see the Qin army breaking into the city, which made King Zhao Qian feel weak in the knees.

Handan, as the capital of the State of Zhao, had been used for 158 years and had been reinforced several times during this period. Although it was not as strong as a fortress like Daliang, it was still a rare place in the world that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Is this the end?

King Qian of Zhao couldn't believe what he saw, but the facts were right in front of him and he had no choice but to believe it.

"Where is Yan Ju?"

"The general is here!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, lead the troops to escort me out of the city!"

"promise!"

Since learning that the Qin army was attacking Zhao, King Qian of Zhao made preparations for both scenarios.

On the one hand, he had to deal with Li Mu's abandonment of his usefulness after he successfully regained the lost territory.

Deal with Li Mu's plan to escape after defense.

The original escape plan was for Zhao Cong and Yan Ju to lead troops to protect King Zhao and flee to Dai.

However, due to Zhao Cong's previous mistakes, King Qian of Zhao was unwilling to believe in Zhao Cong's ability and replaced him with Yan Ju to lead the troops.

Two thousand elite guards, under the command of Yan Ju, prepared to escape from Handan through a secret passage.

King Qian of Zhao listened to the sounds of the collapsing city walls and the shouts of the soldiers, but his heart was calm.

King Qian of Zhao was not a king who would die for his country, so when he knew that his capital could no longer be defended, he did not feel the slightest guilt about running away.

King Qian of Zhao dived into the little-known secret passage under the palace and escaped from the capital that was about to be captured by the Qin army.

After King Wuling of Zhao was trapped in the palace and starved to death, King Huiwen of Zhao began to build a secret passage under the Zhao Palace.

In addition to preventing the king from being trapped in the palace and starving to death, it also means leaving a way for future kings to make a comeback.

However, at this moment, this secret passage has completely become the escape route for King Zhao Qian. The secret passage is dark and damp, and the air is filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

King Qian of Zhao led Yan Ju and two thousand guards and struggled forward in the narrow passage.

The torches in their hands flickered in the darkness, illuminating their nervous faces.

Everyone knows in their hearts that this is their last hope and their only way out.

As time went by, they finally reached the end of the secret passage.

King Qian of Zhao took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy stone door in front of him.

Outside the stone gate, there is a different scene of Handan City.

However, just as he was about to move on and run out of Handan, a bronze chariot suddenly appeared in front of him.

The carriage was made entirely of bronze, shining with a cold and hard luster, simple, grand and luxurious.

The curtain of the carriage was gently lifted, revealing a face that was familiar yet unfamiliar to King Qian of Zhao - Gongsun Ce.

King Zhao Qian's heart trembled suddenly. He recognized the Qin general and realized that he could not leave.

So King Qian of Zhao collapsed to the ground, and even though Yan Ju supported him, he could not stand up straight.

Gongsun Ce looked at Zhao Wangqian with a smile, his eyes full of sarcasm, and said calmly: "Zhao Wangqian, it is right for a king to die for his country, are you trying to escape from the battlefield?
It's a waste of the reputation that King Wuling of Zhao had earned for the State of Zhao after he adopted the Hu clothing and horse riding."

King Qian of Zhao looked at Gongsun Ce with a pale face, his heart filled with despair.

He knew that with Gongsun Ce blocking him here, he would never have the chance to escape from this capital city that was about to become ruins.

He sighed, closed his eyes and waited quietly for Gongsun Ce's judgment to come.

However, Yan Ju, who was beside King Qian of Zhao, obviously would not sit there and wait for death.

Yan Ju raised the sharp blade in his hand and pointed it at Gongsun Ce. "Brothers, this is our only way out, and we only have one enemy. Should we retreat?"

"No!"
"Should we let others do whatever they want?"

"No!"
"Very good." Yan Ju nodded, "Launch the charge! Seize the chance to survive!"

"Kill!"
Gongsun Ce looked at the Zhao guards in front of him, shouting and screaming, and shook his head slightly. "It's ridiculous to try to shake a tree with an ant!"

When Gongsun Ce was about to shout at everyone in front of him, he saw the shell of the bronze chariot. Gongsun Ce touched his chin and pressed a certain mechanism.

The next moment, the outer shell of the bronze chariot began to deform. For a moment, the entire chariot was shrouded in a mysterious force. The bronze shell began to slowly wriggle, making a low and ancient sound.

Immediately afterwards, the outer shell of the bronze chariot began to deform violently. The originally smooth body of the car gradually twisted and expanded, and finally turned into a huge bronze python.

The giant python has a huge body, its scales are shining with a cold light, and its eyes are flashing a cruel red light.

At this time, the outer shell of the bronze chariot had disappeared, leaving only a section of bronze pillars supporting the roof of the chariot. The bronze chariot instantly turned into a bronze chariot.

The appearance of the giant bronze python stunned the two thousand guards and Yan Ju.

The two thousand guards were originally on high alert, ready to face any form of attack, but the scene before them was completely beyond their imagination.

Their faces changed drastically, they were terrified and didn't know what to do.

However, the speed of the bronze python was far beyond their reaction ability.

It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed several guards easily.

The swallowed soldiers cried out in despair in the python's belly, but their voices were quickly drowned out by the python's wriggling sounds.

The internal structure of the giant python is shaped like a meat grinder. Once a creature falls into it, it will turn into a ball of smelly stuff and there is no chance of survival.

Therefore, blood began to ooze out of the body of the bronze python, which made it look even more ferocious.

At the same time, the bronze python's tail also showed amazing power.

With one blow, it blew several guards away and hit the wall in the distance, and their lives or deaths were unknown.

These guards were originally well-trained, but in the face of the absolute power of the bronze python, they seemed so fragile and vulnerable.

Soon, the offensive formation of the Royal Guards was torn to pieces by the bronze python.

Those soldiers who had still held out a glimmer of hope began to panic. They fled in all directions, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

But the giant bronze python was like a ruthless killing machine, constantly shuttling, biting, and devouring the crowd.

In this massacre, only a few dozen people bravely stood in front of the bronze python.

Armed with weapons, they fought a desperate battle with the giant python.

But even such a heroic resistance could not stop the attack of the bronze python.

Each of its attacks was extremely powerful, making it difficult for the Zhao soldiers to resist.

King Qian of Zhao stood aside, still with his eyes closed, not daring to look directly at what was happening in front of him. His heart was filled with despair and powerlessness, and apart from this, he had no other emotions.

Yan Ju only felt regret at this moment. If he had not chosen to escape from the Zhao palace, perhaps he could have surrendered to the Qin army and saved his life.

Now he was in a completely dilemma, unable to surrender or resist. He could only watch the Royal Guards being slaughtered by the bronze python.

(End of this chapter)