The noise outside the west gate gradually subsided, and after half a month of siege, the east gate slowly opened in silence, revealing the weapons in the hands of heavily armed soldiers.

A steady stream of Sili warriors streamed out of the city gate side by side, rubbing shoulders one after another. Each waist hanging ring knife, with a solemn face.

The eight-hundred-step crossbow array was in front, and the man at the front was ordinary in size and had a rebellious face.

Gan Ning turned his head, looked at the general who rode out of the city gate, nodded calmly, raised the ring knife in his hand and swung back, the vanguard warriors were divided into three teams, the ring knife pointed directly, and everyone slowly and solidly marched forward. Their feet landed on the ground with great lightness, they had no armor, and the only iron weapons on their bodies were the ring knives in their hands and the arrows on the wooden arrows at their waists.

Brisk, deadly.

The cavalry in the city lined up outside the city, and Ma Yue bowed his head slightly, frowning and looking at the front of the formation, without saying a word.

The gates were shut, as they had been for more than ten days. There is a smell of corpses in the air, the corpses of the Han soldiers who died under the city these days have not been able to be collected, for fear of being counterattacked by the rebels, and now it is almost dog days, I am afraid that this battle is over, and Si Li, who has just recovered from the famine, will be attacked by the plague again.

He had ordered the county officials to collect the bodies and burn them at the end of the fighting, but he didn't know if it was too late.

More than 900 heavy infantry led by Guan Yu stood in the formation, and the light infantry stepped forward to give the enemy the first attack, and then the cavalry charged the formation, and when the heavy infantry arrived at the enemy formation, it would bring the enemy a third impact.

Three times is enough to crush the enemy army and trample a bloody road!

A hairy moon in the sky emitted a faint light, and the night was like a curtain without starlight, and no one could see clearly what was in the enemy camp hundreds of paces away except for the few torches, and eight hundred warriors were advancing!

Gan Ning walked forward, perhaps the man with a feather on his head was arrogant by nature, he walked with a swagger, a ring knife danced in his hand, although his face was serious, but the foot soldiers behind him looked at the appearance of the commander of the army very clearly, and their military marquis was not a little nervous.

Adjacent to the camp, there are still more than 100 steps, Gan Ning raised his hand, and the eight hundred men behind him stopped after a short commotion, all of them couldn't figure it out, this was just the place where they could launch a charge, but they stopped here.

Gan Ning crooked the corners of his mouth with a smile, two hundred steps, is the enemy's garrison really so lax?

He took off the big bow from behind him and walked forward, and saw the sentry on the arrow tower in the camp from a distance, at this time the figure was facing away from them and didn't know what he was doing, Gan Ning immediately opened his bow and shot at it, and the sharp arrow was shot by the longbow of nearly three feet at a distance of nearly one hundred and fifty paces and was nailed to the back of the sentry's neck, and he didn't even scream before he went to Huangquan.

Gan Ning didn't have the slightest pride, and then counted arrows, and shot to death all the sentries on several arrow towers in the camp, and after doing this, Gan Ning waved his hand again and gestured to his brothers.

In just a moment, there were as many as ten night sentries who were shot by him.

In the light formation, some people began to fiddle with flints to light the torches stretched out beside them, and in a blink of an eye, several torches lit up in the camp, passing the light of the fire to ignite the arrows on everyone's bows, and the arrows were wrapped in oil-soaked cloth.

The area where they stopped was very dangerous, two hundred paces, and it was the place where the first clash between the two armies took place.

No matter what era or scientific and technological background, there will always be only one main guiding ideology in war -- to let the enemy die on the way of attack. Two hundred paces is the limit of long-range crossbow projectiles.

Gan Ning's heart lifted, those sentries who were shot to death by him would be discovered in a short time, and if the enemy army discovered them first, it would directly determine the victory or defeat of the storming camp!

The rebellious gaze coldly looked at the arrow tower behind a wooden fence, and they were not facing the camp gate, but the walled wall surrounded by wooden fences, so as to avoid the danger of the enemy army discovering them, but at the same time, it would also increase the difficulty of the attack.

When they rushed to the front, the first line of defense was to make a gap in the wooden fence of the camp.

They had no siege weapons, everything had to rely on manpower to storm the wall, and they needed time...... The fire bolts that are thrown can just give the enemy time of confusion.

Gan Ning had two lines of attack in mind, one of which was to rely on the chaos caused by the fire to tear down the enemy camp, but he knew very well that this needed to be built on a foundation - the wooden fence of the enemy camp should not be too strong. The reason why he dared to choose this path was not that he had been the first to investigate, but that he felt that the enemy army was too hasty to besiege the city, and there should be no time to use the log as a village. The second way was to shoot the fire bolts and rush to the heavily guarded camp gate and charge into the camp strongly, but this would make it difficult to secure the inventory of the soldiers.

So Gan Ning chose the first path.

Time slipped away in heavy breathing, and the evening breeze blew on his face, which provoked Gan Ning's cold hair to explode, and there was no movement in the enemy camp. Looking back in a hurry, the archers under their command had already drawn their bows to the sky, and the arrows were burning with flames, and they were ready!

Gritting his teeth, Gan Ning raised his knife and swung it forward, only to hear the sound of strings behind him, followed by the sound of a large number of arrows breaking through the air, that is, eight hundred burning arrows passing through the air, and the sound of burning arrows passing through the air was so pleasant. In the blink of an eye, it rained down like fire from the sky and fell on the heads of the enemy formation.

It's messy!

The roar from the enemy formation made Gan Ning, who was two hundred paces away, want to laugh cruelly, and with a swing of the knife, there was a sound of bows and arrows behind him, this time the speed was much faster, and there was no need to shoot rockets again, almost within ten breaths, the second arrow rain shot out, and all fell in the enemy camp.

"Penetrate them, crush them!"

"Roar!"

Grasping the longbow tightly, the 800 vanguard light soldiers followed their brave vanguard general briskly towards the enemy, marched to 100 paces, bent the bow and arrows, and fired again.

They could not see the enemy, but they could hear the wailing of the enemy, and it boiled in the heart of every warrior.

The enemy could not see them, but could feel their attack, which disrupted the enemy's morale.

Eight hundred warriors ran quickly, and the entire formation was not much chaotic, and they advanced straight towards the enemy's wooden fence.

In the camp, the flames were already raging, and the fire bolts that entered over the wall set fire to the tents of the enemy soldiers, and the wails continued to pierce the ears.

Gan Ning ran to the wooden fence, stretched out his hand and pushed on the wooden fence made of thick wooden branches at the mouth of the bowl, and with all his strength, the wooden fence was pushed and bent a few inches.

A cloth was tied to the wooden branch, and it split it with a swing of a knife, and kicked it violently, and one of the wooden branches broke off, revealing the burning tent inside and the scattered enemy troops, Gan Ning smiled.

The wooden fence is not strong, at least it can be broken through by manpower!

The running soldiers rushed up, each waving their knives up, pushing and kicking, the whole wooden fence bent, Gan Ning took the lead in stepping on the tip of the wooden fence, and then more than a dozen sturdy men stepped on the wooden fence, and then more soldiers climbed up, the wooden fence finally broke a part, and then more soldiers pounced.

Finally, some enemy soldiers found that the wall had been broken by the enemy, and stood in the burning tent and roared, only to find that the robes around them were scattered and fled, and no one had the heart to defend them.

Flames, intimidating, but also maddening.

Hundreds of vanguard warriors broke through the wooden fence of more than 100 paces, and eight hundred warriors charged in, rushing left and right with ring knives, frantically dragging the enemy out of the burning tent to make up for it, Gan Ning charged forward, holding a ring knife under his armpit and holding a bow and arrow to shoot arrows at the fleeing enemy.

Crazy, the soldiers cut down when they saw people, and soon rushed hundreds of paces, and were met with an organized resistance from the enemy, and the coverage of that round of fire was already out, and there were still hundreds of people attacking and defending despite the chaos of the army.

In the stalemate, hundreds of cavalry charged along the gap opened by the vanguard, rode their horses and raised their swords in the enemy's formation, and soon broke out of the new gap, and the sergeant on the horse shot with a crossbow, and there were few opponents within thirty paces.

It's messed up.

The soldiers overturned the brazier outside the military tent with the charge, the cavalry rushed left and right in the chaos, several generals slashed their swords and spears, and then rushed into the camp as the heavy infantry of the rear army, and the warriors in heavy armor ran out, these warriors wearing the best heavy armor of the division were invincible in most of the rebel formations full of armorless cloth armor and light armor, and the sharp Nanyang would make a blade to chop on the armor and only leave a spark on the armor, which could not hurt them at all. On the contrary, their swords slash at the enemy, but it is difficult to spare their lives.

Ma Yue rode his horse, and the wounded Xu Huang and Zhao Jin Huaxiong, who was in charge of the Chinese army, followed Ma Yue left and right, pacing behind the vanguard army, and a big pole was waving with the wind behind him.

The main general does not need to go into battle to charge, he only needs to sit under the Da Xu, and let the brave robes and Ze fight to see their auxiliary generals watching them behind them, which has already played the role of a general.

The battle line is advancing, Ma Yue can already see the enemy's Chinese army tent, there are hundreds of enemy troops in front of them to resist Ma Yue's attack, and the Chinese army tent has been surrounded by nearly 100 enemy troops, protecting their main general.

Across the sea of people, Ma Yue saw a middle-aged man who was richly dressed but not good-looking, narrowed his eyes, and Ma Yue looked at his enemy and smiled.

"That, is it Yanzhou Thorn History, Liu Dai?" Ma Yue tilted his head and chuckled, although the enemy army was numerous, the army was already disrupted during the night attack, it was difficult to stop the effective resistance, and it was already defeated and retreated, as long as Liu Dai retreated at this time, the enemy army would be self-defeating. "Zhao Jin, when do you think he will lower the banner and run away?"

Zhao Jin was silent, he knew that Ma Yue didn't want to kill Liu Dai, after all, he was a member of the Han family, and this identity was much more powerful than any scholar.

The battle line continued to advance, the distance between the two sides was close to 100 steps, and Liu Dai's personal guards had already gone to the battlefield, but Liu Dai actually didn't have the slightest idea of retreating, on the contrary, Ma Yue saw Liu Dai holding a longbow and drew an arrow towards him to put the bowstring.

"Hua Xiong, behead him!"

In the roar, a black horse leaped out with a monster born for the battlefield, the long knife flashed with a cold light, and several heads flew up, like a streamer rushing towards the Chinese army's tent.