『Chapter error, click here to report』

"After all, it is a rabble, even if there is an army of millions, it will be difficult to win! When I return to Guangling, let Gao Tai select and train a group of elites according to the training method of Wu Mu's suicide note, and then whether it is to strengthen the family or fight for hegemony, I will have enough capital!"

Gao Cheng suddenly thought in his heart, but as soon as this idea came out, he moved in his heart, and felt that something was wrong, before going to the Condor World, his goal was just to return to Guangling safely with Gao Tai and Gao Ying, why did he suddenly have the idea of fighting for hegemony?

At this time, Huang Shao glanced at Wu Ding with a little dissatisfaction, and then said in a deep voice: "The general has an order, today the army will go out of the camp to prepare for the siege of the city, Captain Gao, Captain Wu, and then we will also follow Peng Qushuai out of the battle!

Gao Cheng and Wu Ding's faces changed, and Wu Ding's face was even pale, and he couldn't help asking: "Qu Shuai, we just came to Changshe to join the army, and before we had time to rest, let us go out to fight, this is too unkind, right?"

"Why don't you talk about people! Does the general dare you to disobey?"

Huang Shao frowned, saw his expression and couldn't help but reprimand, and then said: "Don't worry, this time we just need to follow Peng Qushuai, there are other people who go into battle to fight, with our little strength, the general is afraid of breaking his spirit!"

Hearing that he didn't need to fight just to follow Qu Shuai out of battle, Wu Ding suddenly calmed down, and Huang Shao saw that all his subordinates had gathered, so he immediately led everyone out of the camp and followed a group of Yellow Turban soldiers to the field outside.

The movement of the Yellow Turban Battalion outside the city has long been seen by the officers and soldiers, at this time on the huge city, countless officers and soldiers are waiting for the head of the city, and several miles below the city, the dense army is like a dark cloud covering the sky, shrouding the city in all directions. The Yellow Turban army poured out, ready to break through the city in front of them in one fell swoop.

Among the Yellow Turban Army, there are more than a dozen general flags, each of which represents a Yellow Turban army, of which there are more than 100,000 people, and only more than 10,000 people. Huang Shao represents one of them. The number of people is the least, and the strength is at the bottom.

Huang Shao took his henchman Zuo Bao, as well as Gao Cheng and Wu Ding, to the Chinese army. Passing by the army, Gao Cheng's gaze swept around secretly.

The closer to the Chinese army, the stronger the momentum of the Yellow Turban soldiers, especially the two soldiers and horses on both sides of the Chinese army, one is the most elite cavalry of the Yellow Turbans, and the other is composed of 8,000 strong soldiers. The foot soldiers of this group were all dressed in leather armor and carried large knives with rings in their hands, and they were all fierce.

Wu Ding noticed Gao Cheng's gaze and said in a low voice: "Brother Gao, do you see it, this is the most elite soldiers and horses of our Yellow Turban Army, and each of them is a Yellow Turban wrestler who has stepped into the door of cultivation! The weakest also has the strength of the third layer of training!"

"It is said that the captain of the Yellow Turban Lux has reached the ninth level of training, and he is only one step away from becoming a powerhouse in the transcendent realm! Unfortunately, only the disciples of the great sages and good teachers are qualified to join the Yellow Turban Lux and practice better exercises!"

Gao Cheng was silent in his heart, the samurai of the third level of training strength is a rare master of the rivers and lakes in the world of condor archery, so the eight thousand wrestlers in front of him are the elite composed of eight thousand martial arts masters?

When everyone came to the Chinese army, more than a dozen yellow turban commanders wearing iron armor had gathered here, and in the center of the horse was a man with a white face and short beard, who was holding a horse lance in his hand, but his body exuded this ethereal aura. There is no murderous aura in the gestures.

"Taiping Dao Yuzhou is generous, Bocai!"

Gao Cheng suddenly appeared this name in his heart, he could feel Bocai's breath through the heavens and the earth, and every breath was very consistent with the surrounding environment, as if he could change the world with a wave of his hand. This kind of power fluctuation is even several times stronger than Chen Zhi that Gao Cheng encountered.

Taiping Dao is the main branch of Taoism, and its power is all over the eight states at the core of the Han Dynasty, and Bocai's strength can rank in the top ten in Taiping Dao, and he has already reached the transcendent realm, and his strength is unfathomable.

Bo Cai's side was a lean man, this person's face was a little dull yellow, but his whole body was full of energy, and a faint aura surrounded his body, and he was also a strong man who was about to refine his qi and was only half a step away from stepping into the transcendent realm.

Huang Shao led a few people to the back of the black-bearded man, "It's too late to be subordinate, please ask Qu Shuai to condemn him!"

The man with a sallow face was Peng Tuo, the deputy general of the million-strong Yellow Turban Army, and nodded after seeing Huang Shao, he attached more importance to this Xiaoqu Shuai who had just taken refuge in him, so he naturally didn't care about this little mistake.

Knock knock! A deafening drum beat sounded in the Yellow Turban Army. I saw Bo Cai lightly glanced at the people around him, pointed at his hand, and said: "He Yi, He Man, you each lead the soldiers and horses of your headquarters to act as the vanguard to attack the city!"

These two people are the most powerful Qu Shuai, each with more than 100,000 troops, and among the million army of the Changshe, the two of them have their own faction, and there is a faint tendency to catch up with Bocai and Peng Tuo.

The two glanced at each other, not daring to refuse the military order, they could only curse in their hearts, surrender their orders, and immediately ordered the soldiers and horses of the headquarters, and hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers shouted to the sky, carrying ladders, crashes and other siege equipment towards the huge city wall in front of them.

"There are 300,000 Han troops in Changshe City, and with the strength of these two people, they can't break through the city at all!

Gao Cheng looked at the yellow turban soldiers in front of him, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly. I secretly guessed Bocai's thoughts in my heart. He Yi and He Man have too many troops under their command, but most of them are coerced people, and they don't have much combat effectiveness. Even if they all die in battle, I'm afraid Bocai won't care.

Moreover, the daily consumption of grain and grass by the million Yellow Turban army is an astronomical amount, and the consumption of these weak cannon fodder can also reduce the pressure on the army.

On the wall of Changshe City, a majestic man holding a long knife with a flickering cold light in his hand was sharply directing the officers and soldiers to release arrows, knocking down the yellow turban soldiers who were surging under the city.

The so-called lonely city cannot be defended for a long time, in case the city is breached and the 300,000 army is destroyed, the Yellow Turban thieves will go north to threaten the revolving gate, and when Luoyang will shake, you and I are all sinners!" In addition to the man who commanded the soldiers, there were two generals in armor on the city wall who spoke, and one of the slightly shorter men whispered. There was an indescribable anxiety on his face.

The man who spoke was Zhu Jun, the general of the right middle lang, who had been defeated by Bo Cai not long ago, and even the left middle general Huangfu Song, who came to support, was also trapped in the city.

Huangfu Song has a majestic figure, a fluttering white beard, and a calm expression. Looking at the Chinese army of the Yellow Turban from afar, he said: "Gongwei rest assured, I already have a strategy to break the enemy, but the time has not yet come, the Three Rivers cavalry recruited by His Majesty are all in the city, as long as you find the right opportunity, 30,000 cavalry will be able to defeat a million Yellow Turbans with one blow out of the city!"

"Bookmark for easy reading"