Of course Zhang Liang fell for it!

This is exactly what Wang Lijun offered:

With two or three thousand soldiers who died in battle, war horses, tents and some military quarters, they lit a bunch of fireworks under the city of Guangzong for a barbecue, not afraid that the beam would not take the bait. Then divide a number of small units along the way, lure the enemy deep into the Mingyue Gorge dozens of miles away, but the main force of men and horses quietly hid in the nearby mountains around Guangzong City, waiting for Zhang Liang to leave the city!

Hanging sheep playing drums, anti-guest-oriented!

The camp in Mingyue Gorge was empty, and there were only two or three hundred people on the mountainside, and the more than two thousand people who lured Zhang Liang to this place also smoothly converged with the main force of the Han army, and now they are standing under the city of Guangzong.

At this time, Zhang Liang was still drinking angrily in Mingyue Gorge, and he was a little uneasy in his angry drinking. Ding Dayong, the guard general of Guangzong, was also roaring, with a hint of despair in his roar.

Zhang Liang, the general of Rengong, has disappeared since he left the city, and the tiger and wolf army and the guards have all been taken away by the general, and there are only nearly 40,000 ordinary yellow turban soldiers and the old, weak, sick and disabled in the city.

And under the city, under the originally empty city, more than 10,000 Han thieves suddenly appeared overnight. No, more than 10,000! Behind the Han army camp in the distance, there was a constant thunderous sound of horses' hooves and fluttering dust and smoke.

"Buzz!"

A horn sounded under the city, and more than 10,000 Han troops were arranged according to the formation of cone-shaped formations, front-arrow formations, goose-shaped formations, phalanxes, several arrays, sparse formations, and circular formations.

The cone-shaped array is like a cold cone, and the eyes of the formation are in the back, and the cold cone is in front, pointing directly at the head of the city; The front arrow array is like a sharp edge, and the front is hidden in the array and exposed outside, facing the city gate; The geese-shaped formation is like a wild goose, the winged cavalry is flat on both sides, and the main infantry is hidden in the center; The cold light is faint in several arrays, the flag hunting in the circle array, the square array is in front of the army, and the sparse array is placed in the rear. Horses neighed on both sides, and there were many instruments under the city.

The morning breeze blows, the flags under the city are unfurled, and the golden gold covers the sun, like a colorful ocean rising and falling, and Gwangjong City is like a small boat tossed and fluttering in the ocean.

"Whew!"

Another bull's horn sounded, and the large array suddenly opened, and the stone throwing machines, city carts, ladders, and wells in the sparse formation stepped on a slow but firm rhythm to move forward to two hundred paces.

The general of the city was red and white, and his horse galloped out of a large array and shouted: "This commander is the emperor Fu Song, who is the general of Zuo Zhonglang, and exterminates the moth bandits by His Majesty's order." There is no great evil in thinking that you are all my Han people, and if you give up resistance and return to the court, this commander will not be guilty of the past.

Ben Shuai gave you time to wait for a stick of incense to consider, if you are still obsessed and insist on going your own way, such as Zhang Liang and others, the heavenly soldiers will not give birth to an inch of grass! ”

After that, Huangfu Song raised his hand and turned around and ran back to the big array, several soldiers carried the desk in front of the array, and there were three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner on the desk, and green smoke curled up.

At the same time, a stone-throwing machine fell in response, and several bloody human heads were thrown high, drawing perfect parabolas in mid-air, with a terrible roar, and falling heavily on the head of the city.

"Be careful!" Ding Dayong grabbed the personal soldier next to him and squatted down, only to see a human head landing beside him from the sky, suddenly screamed, pointed at the human head and shouted, "Ah, that's... That's the Rengong General! ”

The bridge of the man's head and nose was flattened, one ear was missing, and there was a long slit in the corner of his mouth that pointed to his lower jaw, and almost all his teeth were lost.

The human head fell from the sky and smashed to the ground, and the whole face was already blurred, and the specific face could not be seen clearly, but from the outline, nose and eyes, it still looked so familiar.

That's Zhang Liang!

General Zhang Liang!

There was no movement after the stone-throwing cart under the city threw the human head, but although these falling human heads did not have the damage of the boulder, their lethality and killing range were better than the boulder.

Looking at the blood that flew all the way to the head of the city from mid-air, looking at the Han army array under the city, looking at the billowing dust and smoke behind the Han army camp in the distance, and then looking at the suspected Zhang Liang head held by Ding Dayong in his arms, the soldiers defending the city of Guangzong were silent.

Quiet! It's not your average stillness!

Tens of thousands of people above and below the city were silent.

Although everyone was holding a sharp blade, they were still cold, and they could still feel the slaughter from heaven and earth, accompanied by their own seemingly only rapid heartbeat, the trembling of their legs, and the sound of incense ash falling on the desk.

"Surrender without a fight" is a phrase in "The Art of War", but the soldiers on both sides have never understood it so deeply.

This is a war without gunpowder! Standing at the head of the impregnable city of Guangzong, standing in the big array of banner hunting, what is competing is not the blood, weapons and command of the Han soldiers and the Yellow Turban Rebels, but the courage and patience of both sides!

Finally, a small number of soldiers in Guangzong City couldn't bear this pressure, and the soldiers in their hands fell to the ground with a bang. However, more people tightened their swords and approached the defenders with heavy but slow steps.

Camp Howling!

This is Yingxiao! Although they were not organized by anyone, and although they did not make any whistling sounds, their neat steps and silent shouts were even more desperate!

The great virtuous and good teacher died, and so did the general Rengong.

They have no hope in sight, and there is no road ahead of them!

No! There is only one road ahead of them! That's the path they're on now! Their eyes flashed with a hint of determination that turned to incomparably firm, and their eyes rekindled indifference and longing! Indifference to the lives of others and the desire for one's own life!

Those who obey me, live!

Whoever stands in my way, die!

Their eyes are like swords, and their swords are scythes from hell. Several of the soldiers who stood in their way had already fallen from their swords, their footsteps getting closer and closer, their footsteps becoming more and more urgent, and their bearded eyes were clearly visible.

Ding Dayong finally came to his senses, pressed the sword with his left hand, raised the head high with his right hand, and shouted like a thunderbolt sounding in the city: "This is not the general of the people, the general has a big black mole on his ear, this is the trick of the Han thief!" ”

Yes, that head was indeed not Zhang Liang's head, but the head of a Yellow Turban soldier who looked seven or eight points similar.

It's a pity that Ding Dayong found out that it was too late, whether it was Zhang Liang's head or not, the heart of the city's head army was already in chaos.

Especially the rebels who stabbed Ding Dayong's own soldiers, they had no way to retreat, they didn't dare to wait for the guards to settle accounts after the autumn, they could only continue to move forward and slash Ding Dayong, and open Guangzong City for the Han army to win a glimmer of life.

They are the generals of the Yellow Turban camp, and they have also fought for their lives with the Han army on the battlefield, and they are even more loyal to General Tiangong.

But, at this moment, they are no longer brothers, they are no longer fanatical Yellow Turban righteous people, they have chosen betrayal for their lives! At this moment, they, like the Han army under the city, were just the executioners of the Yellow Turban Uprising. They just want to save their lives in this war that has swept the world, and whoever dares to stop them from continuing to live is their enemy.

That's human nature!

"Shhh

This was the sound of incense ashes falling on the desk, as thin as a mosquito and a fly, but like a deadly bell ringing in the hearts of the soldiers defending the city, the soldiers looked at the incense candle in horror, and their hearts trembled.

The incense is gone, but the smoke is faint.

Huangfu Song Shuai Banner raised an order, and the conical array, the sharp arrow array, the goose-shaped array, the several arrays, the circle array, and the phalanx under the city were opened, and the eight thousand elite soldiers went straight to the city.

Swords and spears are cold and bright, boulders and arrows are overwhelming, and wells, ladders, stone throwers, and city vehicles are in full swing. The rebels in the city also raised their scythes, short spears and long swords in their hands and rushed towards Ding Dayong.

The prelude to the offensive and defensive battle has suddenly begun!