Possessing Zhang Wuji: The Kingdom and Beauties, I Want It All

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi. When Zhang Xiaoyi opened his eyes again, he found that he had arrived in another world.

Late Yuan Dynasty, heroes rising everywhere, his soul from hi...

Chapter 64 Zhiruo, take the flag and follow me

Under the command of Muliangha, a team of nearly two hundred Yuan soldiers rushed directly towards Yang Xiao.

Muliangha has been guarding Xuzhou for many years. Both Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng have been defeated at his gates of Xuzhou.

But today, he never imagined that not long after the war started, rebels would attack the city walls of Xuzhou.

At this moment, Yang Xiao was already struggling to deal with the tide of Yuan soldiers, but at the same time, the Yuan soldiers on the city wall also felt the pressure because there were more and more Mingjiao soldiers behind Yang Xiao.

Gradually, four or five teams of people climbed up the city wall of Xuzhou using different ladders.

A moment later, two or three hundred Mingjiao soldiers had gained a firm foothold on the city wall.

Although Muliangha was a little shocked, he was not too panicked.

After all, he has experienced countless battles.

"The appearance of some enemy troops on the city walls is not scary, as long as the city gates are not opened."

Muliangha said to the messenger beside him again: "Go, go quickly and gather another 3,000 people for me."

The messenger said quickly: "General, the wall of Xuzhou is only three meters wide and thirty meters long. You have already mobilized seven or eight thousand people. If you add another three thousand, the soldiers will not be able to move around."

Muliangha quickly cursed: "You know shit! If we let these rebels gain a foothold, more rebels will attack us using ladders. I've said it before, even if we have to pile them up, we will pile them down."

The messenger had no choice but to go to the city again to gather manpower.

Zhang Wuji looked at the increasing number of Mingjiao soldiers on the city wall and the increasingly fierce fighting, and his heart finally settled down a little.

The more than 10,000 new recruits behind him also saw everything on the city wall.

"The battle has only just begun, and General Yang Xiao has already taken the field. I believe this battle will soon be over. The Yuan army in Xuzhou City is indeed as vulnerable as the leader said..."

While Muliangha was moving troops to the city wall, he was also directing his soldiers to prepare kerosene.

"It was already pitch black below the city of Xuzhou, but the city walls were lit up like daylight by countless torches. If the battle continued like this, the Yuan soldiers on the city would suffer greatly."

After receiving Muliangha's order, dozens of Yuan army soldiers hurriedly brought more than a dozen barrels of kerosene.

A moment later, the kerosene was poured under the city wall.

Seeing this, Zhang Wuji cried out in his heart, "Oh no!"

He quickly took a bow and just as the Yuan soldiers on the city wall were about to throw down torches, a thunderous feather arrow took his life.

However, not everyone can shoot as accurately as Zhang Wuji.

War is cruel, and it is the same in any dynasty.

More than a dozen torches were thrown down from the city wall of Xuzhou.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and the wailing was deafening.

At such a critical moment, Zhang Wuji knew that it was time for him to take action.

He picked up a large banner with the words "Ming" written on it that he had prepared in advance and rushed out.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing aside, quickly glanced at Zhu'er and said, "Sister, don't follow me. Your cultivation is too weak and will make Zhang Wuji worry. You stay here to hold the fort..."

Zhu'er really wanted to follow Zhang Wuji and fight their way to the top of the city wall, but she also knew that Zhou Zhiruo was right.

"The outcome of the Battle of Xuzhou will probably be decided soon, and I must not let Zhang Wuji be distracted."

Zhang Wuji flew up with the big banner with the word "Ming" on it, and Zhou Zhiruo followed closely behind.

Only when he stood on the city wall did he realize how fierce the battle was.

Thousands of corpses have been piled up here, and blood has long since flowed like a river.

Everywhere he looked, he saw Yuan soldiers. But even so, Murangha continued to send reinforcements here.

There are so many people on this small city wall that there is almost no place to stand.

Muliangha was about to fulfill his promise. In a short while, with his advantage in military strength, he would be able to drive Zhang Wuji's troops down from Xuzhou City.

Zhang Wuji glanced into the distance and saw several Yuan soldiers holding buckets of kerosene.

He handed the big banner with the word "Ming" in it to Zhou Zhiruo who was standing beside him.

"Hold this flag, don't follow me yet, and be obedient."

After briefly explaining these few words, Zhang Wuji flew up.

Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment, she really wanted to follow.

But Zhang Wuji's words "You must be obedient" still stopped her in her tracks.

"Well," Zhou Zhiruo said secretly in her heart: "You'd better come back alive, otherwise, I will never survive tonight."

Zhou Zhiruo held the big banner with the word "Ming" in one hand and lightly raised the long sword in the other.

Emei's swordsmanship has always been based on tricks, and Zhou Zhiruo has long grasped the essence of this.

On this city wall, sometimes, she could take the life of a Yuan soldier with just a slight flick of her wrist.

Zhang Wuji, who was in the distance, had already flown to the side of those Yuan soldiers.

He kicked the barrel of kerosene onto the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wuji knocked the torch out of the hand of a Yuan soldier.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky from the city walls.

There were already so many Yuan soldiers on the city wall that they had almost no place to stand. Just this bucket of kerosene burned dozens of Yuan soldiers into human torches.

The heart-wrenching screams resounded through heaven and earth, and the people around were even more terrified when they heard them.

Relying on his superb skills, Zhang Wuji overturned two more barrels of kerosene, one of which flowed down the stairs on the city wall, burning countless people to death.

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