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Ye City was founded in the Spring and Autumn Period, and is said to have been built by the Qi Gong. In 439 BC, Wei Wenzhou Feng Ye, Ye City as a companion of Wei. From then on, Ye City gradually became a marquis, a monarch, and a capital. Cao Wei Shizhong built Northern Ye City. It was seven miles long in east and west, five miles long in north and south. There were seven gates in the outer city and four gates in the inner city. Cao Cao also used the city wall as a foundation and built three famous platforms, namely, Golden Phoenix Platform, Bronze Peacock Platform and Ice Well Platform.

With a murderous atmosphere filling the air, the soldiers holding the lances in their hands and the transport soldiers carrying the escalator split into two flanks, with the archers in the middle and a row of medium-sized catapults behind them. The three crashes were pushed to the middle, and the three thousand valiant cavalrymen guards stood at the back, arrogantly lining up outside the attack range of the crossbows, waiting for the order to attack.

When he looked at the battlefield filled with murderous intent, his heart surged with emotion: this was the ancient battlefield of China, a scene in which the blood and energy in one's body would never be able to understand on television or in movies. It had already been 5 hours since he came to this world. He finally knew from the doubtful, excited, and surprised replies of the crowd that he, right now, was Ran Min, the Ran Min who had killed everyone in history.

Finally, the transport soldiers who had erected the ladders withdrew from the formation like tidewater, and the pawns frantically shouted as they climbed up the ladders. In order to avoid any accidental injuries, the crossbows covering the attacks had already loosened up, leaving only the catapult, which was still desperately throwing rocks towards the inside of the city wall, in order to injure the city's defensive support. Behind the battlements, Zhao Shoujun also began firing arrows, throwing rocks and pouring oil in a frenzy.

Although the savages of the prairie were known for their aggressive habits, this time, they had encountered the famous Ran Min [Death Soldier Camp]. Whether it was in terms of willpower or killing techniques, they were all a step higher than them, just like the gods from hell, calm and collected, ignoring the screams and the bloody deaths, they only had one thought: Kill the enemy.

The night had already begun to darken, and in order to not give the other side an obvious goal, neither side lit their torches.

Perhaps it was because of Ran Min's remnants, Ran Qiang was sensitive to the scent of the battlefield. The soldiers who were attacking were tired. He turned around and ordered, "Send the order, stop attacking!"

The soldier raised the flag and yelled, the high [Red Sword] flag slowly came down from the sky, followed by a deep sound of a horn, and the drum also stopped. The attack stopped, and the soldiers of the death battalion slowly backed off, after being silent for a long while, the rain of arrows once again rushed towards the wall, as a cover for the retreating soldiers.

Ran Min looked at the city wall without saying a word. This was the capital of Zhao, a country built after the Han people had become the underlings of the Han people. It was a country built after a cruel and cruel nation that was about to be exterminated. It was the first time he felt the fragility and helplessness of life, the urge to call a stop to it and the cold bloodlust that coursed through his mind.

Big Sima, Li Nong, who was following beside the horse, took a few steps forward and whispered, "General, how about we set up camp and let the soldiers rest for the night before we attack the city at daybreak?"

When he saw that, Fan Ye, who was standing beside him, also warned him in a low voice, "General, your subordinate thinks that General Li's words should be considered. Our army has been fighting and marching for the past few days. We should let the soldiers rest."

In addition to his first appearance on the battlefield, he appeared even more profound. As a result of the strong body of Ran Min, make the current Ran Min looks to have a deep breath that was not before. He did not have to worry about this. The miserable battlefield of death in front of him had made him feel lost. He felt like he was dreaming, yes, he was dreaming. The blood had caused him to lose his self-control.

"General, general?" Fan Ye's soft cry woke him up once again. He felt that he could not control his emotions, and a domineering feeling gradually returned to his heart: Ye City could not stay in the hands of the Hu, could not. He turned around and smiled at Li Nong and Fan Ye, "Tonight, Ye City will be destroyed, and no one will be able to stop me." He suddenly raised his spear, "Pass down the order, prepare to attack!" Fan and Li Nong sighed inwardly after hearing his words. Ran Min had always been such a tyrant and didn't want to be persuaded.

With the loud order from the messenger, the flag with the yellow sword was raised. With a long horn, the attack formation of the second tier slowly moved to their positions, waiting for the command to attack.

General Longxian, who plotted to kill Ran Min and Li Nong, Sun Fudu, Liu Ba'e, obviously underestimated the forces of Ran Min and Li Nong's armies, and had no choice but to retreat and defend the Fengyang Sect. Ran Qiang raised his spear high in the air, shouting loudly, "For our loved ones, kill!" All the guards around him raised their spears as well, shouting out madly, "For our loved ones, kill!" As their voices filled the entire battlefield, Xiao Luo's voice slowly turned into a neat series of shouts that resounded above the city, "For our loved ones, kill!" Following the order, the red flag was raised once again. The loud sound of the drum and the horn inspired the besieging soldiers to rush towards the city walls at a rapid pace.

The crossbows and arrows flew in the air and the battlefield once again fell into a state of madness. However, the arrows fired at the top of Ye Xiwen's city walls became weaker and weaker.

Zhang Guangliang used the spear in his right hand to deflect the arrows. Occasionally, he would lean to the side to avoid the rocks, but his left hand was quickly moving up the ladder. He ignored his companion who was badly mutilated and fell down from the side, staring at the top of the ladder. In a moment, he had crawled to the bottom of the crater, and a bearded soldier of the Capricorn race had revealed his fierce face, and had fiercely thrust his spear towards Zhang Liang's head. Zhang Liang flashed, and the spear missed, and before the enemy could retract his spear, the spear in his right hand had already pierced through the enemy's throat, and without even a scream, the enemy soldier was already dead. Zhang Liang did not pull out his spear. This was obtained from his many experiences. If he pulled out his spear, the enemy's corpse would fall to the ground. The other enemy's soldiers would not hesitate to stab their spear down. Zhang Liang's right hand used the spear to push the enemy's corpse backwards. His left hand grabbed the edge of the battlements, and with a stomp of his feet, his body leapt up onto the crater, but he did not loosen his grip on the corpse on the spear. Instead, his right hand moved forward a little, taking a step forward.

Zhang Liang worshipped his savior Ran Min from the north. Every time he saw Ran Min being unstoppable like a god of war, his blood would boil and he would secretly swear to himself that he would one day follow beside General Ran and kill the enemy. For this reason, he constantly trained his battle skills and body, hoping that one day, General Ran would take a fancy to him and let him join the personal guard.

Ran Qiang looked at the tragic city walls. His mind flew off into the distance as if he was dreaming. Shouts of battle and screams mixed with other disorderly sounds resounded in his ears like a layer of fog. He thought of his parents, and immediately felt a stabbing pain in his heart. Although he had always been concerned about his parents, he had never really missed them. However, for some reason, his heart ached.

"The Hu man has lost, the Hu man has lost!" Pulling Ran back to the battlefield, he looked at the city walls and found that on a few ladders in the middle of the city, his own men were climbing up to the city in a steady stream, while the resistance of the city walls had obviously weakened. At the top of the city, a soldier was facing the city while holding his spear high and cheering loudly. When the Ye city was about to be destroyed, Ran Qiang knew that after the Ye city was destroyed, about two hundred thousand Hu people would be killed. He did not know if he could give this order, even though it had already happened in history.

Fan Ye shouted excitedly, "General, the city is broken! The city is broken!"

In just a short moment, the city walls were filled with Han soldiers, shouting fanatically. Instead of waiting for orders, the central army raised another red sword banner, and the horn continued to ring. With the stop of the drum, the Han army slightly formed the troops, led by their respective team officers, rushed down the city wall and rushed towards the city gate. At the same time, the charging car, which was smashing against the door, was pushed towards the back of the formation. Moments later, the city gates opened and squads of foot soldiers rushed in …