Chapter Forty-Six: The Old Mouthpiece [Ask for Collection, Recommend Votes!] 】

Under the quiet night sky, on the tower of the city under Quyang, the cries of various animals echoed.

Jiang Xiaobai and his entourage walked unhindered and entered the city in a grand manner, and when the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city reacted, it was already too late.

Disarm all the weapons and armor of the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city, and then drive all these Yellow Turban soldiers who have nothing left on their bodies and only their pants left out of the city.

There are only about 400 people, not enough to manage a city.

Defending the city is sufficient.

"This city has two gates in the north and south, Wang Lin, you, Zhang Quan, and Mu Xia led three hundred people to collect the north gate, and I personally sat at the south gate."

After clearing all the Yellow Turban soldiers from the city, Jiang Xiaobai instructed one by one, hearing his arrangement, Wang Lin's expression was worried, and the Yellow Turban Army would definitely fight back next, and the south gate was facing the main force of the Yellow Turban Army, and the pressure was far greater than that of the north gate.

"Go ahead." Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand.

Seeing this, Wang Lin didn't say much, and went to the north gate with three hundred people.

After seeing them leave, Jiang Xiaobai began to arrange for the people who stayed, and under his orders, including Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun, everyone began to prepare for the defense of the city.

First of all, all the arrows in the city were moved to the city walls.

A total of more than 50,000 arrows.

There are also fire oil, rolling wood, jam barriers, horse repellents, and so on......

The rejecting rifle was placed outside the city gate, which could effectively block the enemy's cavalry charge; The Barrier is placed inside the gate, and if the enemy breaks through the gate, the Barrier will stop the charge.

Xiaquyang City, this city is not very large, but all kinds of weapons are complete.

After all, this is the city where Zhang Bao is stationed, enough for the ordnance and materials used by the 50,000 Yellow Turban Army, and I have to say that Jiang Xiaobai captured Quyang, undoubtedly occupying a treasure.

When Jiang Xiaobai and others arranged everything, Zhang Bao also led 50,000 Yellow Turban troops to the city.

From the mouths of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were driven out of the city, Zhang Bao had learned that the city had changed hands, which made him furious, and the only thing that relieved him was that he heard that the Han army attacking the city was only about 500 people.

This person with a big sesame seed ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and dared to capture Quyang City!

Thinking of the picture of the Han army of four or five hundred people defending the city, Zhang Bao couldn't help but laugh.

"It's a joke that four or five hundred people defend the city regardless of their heads."

Zhang Bao led the Yellow Turban Army to the outside of the city, he looked at the Han army guarding the city on the city tower from afar, and when he saw the sparse figures on the empty city tower, he couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, listen to the Han army upstairs, you have been surrounded, and if you don't want to die, surrender quickly, if not, when the city is broken, I will definitely peel your skin and cramp, and cut it with a thousand knives."

Zhang Bao's voice sounded outside the city through the mouth of the herald, as if a horn was installed, echoing in the night sky.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the figures all over the mountains outside the city, countless torches seemed to be flickering in the stars, and he said to Zhang Fei beside him: "Yide, you have a loud voice, tell them that there are friends from afar, although they are far away, they will be punished, this city is what I Jiang Xiaobai grabbed with my ability, you want me to surrender, it's just a pipe dream." ”

"Big brother, I'll pass the word, don't worry."

Zhang Fei nodded, and then he held his breath and yelled at the Yellow Turban Army outside the city: "Come here!" ”

Jiang Xiaobai: "......"

Dare to say a lot of things, and you can summarize it in one sentence.

Zhang Fei's words were concise and powerful, and the effect was immediate, and the next moment, the Yellow Turban Army outside the city began to attack the city.

As far as the eye can see, the dense Yellow Turban soldiers took advantage of the night to rush towards Quyang, and at the same time, Jiang Xiaobai ordered to release arrows, hundreds of sharp arrows, wrapped in terrifying penetrating power, like a tide to set off huge waves, and pounced on the Yellow Turban Army besieging the city.

As soon as they made contact, dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers were killed or wounded.

Under the iron hooves of the torrent of war, the Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed to the front, once they were injured and fell to the ground, they would basically be trampled to death by their companions rushing from the rear, and they would not be able to live.

However, the death of these dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers, placed among the tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, is insignificant, and no one cares.

On the city tower, Jiang Xiaobai looked coldly at the Yellow Turban Army outside the city, rushed over one after another, and was then shot.

Dozens, hundreds, thousands......

Every minute, every second, there were Yellow Turban soldiers who fell, could no longer get up, turned into cold corpses, and the companions behind them stepped on their corpses and continued to rush forward.

On the tower of the city, there were only one hundred and forty people.

is such a small number of people, but they are comparable to thousands of troops, each of them is equivalent to an arrow tower, tirelessly, constantly shooting and killing the siege of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The time of a stick of incense.

There are nearly a thousand bows that have been broken by the heavens and the earth.

It's just that they shoot too fast, the bowstring is hot and broken, and some bows are overwhelmed by gravity and directly exploded.

"Oh, why are these Yellow Turban soldiers so brittle and vulnerable, my old Zhang is already hungry and thirsty."

Under the suppression of dense firepower, it was difficult for the Yellow Turban soldiers besieging the city to get close to the city wall, Zhang Fei was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, he was really bored, grabbed his bow and arrows casually, and began to shoot the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Standing beside Jiang Xiaobai, Zhao Yun didn't make a move, his eyes were burning, and he was wary of the cold arrows shot by the Yellow Turban Army.

Outside the city, the Yellow Turban Army besieging the city was under great pressure.

"Back to General Digong, our side has lost about 3,000 men."

The Yellow Turban herald reported on the battle.

Zhang Bao's face was gloomy to the extreme, he never thought that the Han army defending the city was so powerful, the firepower was suppressed too fiercely, and tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops attacked the city, but they didn't take advantage of it, but lost a lot of people.

When he left Xiaquyang, Zhang Bao was to kill Dong Zhuo, so he didn't bring siege equipment, and even the grain and grass were only enough for two days, after all, the situation at that time, Xiaquyang was behind him, and he could turn around and take whatever he needed at any time.

Who would have thought that someone would steal their home!

When two armies fight, especially in offensive and defensive battles, the price paid by the besieging side is often several times that of the defending side, and if there is no siege equipment, it will suffer even more.

When he first heard that the Han army that captured Xiaquyang was only about 500 people, Zhang Bao was still sneering, he laughed at the other party's inadequacy, and only a few hundred people dared to take the city.

Under the torrent of 50,000 Yellow Turban Army, it is easy to recapture the city.

However, the reality is harsh.

"Look at this fierce fire suppression, the Han army defending the city has three or five thousand people, who said that the Han army that captured Quyang only has five hundred people, find out this person and cut it down!"

Zhang Bao was furious: "I have long realized that something is wrong, if the Han army really only has a few hundred people, how can it capture Quyang, the thousand Yellow Turban troops I left in the city are all dead!" ”

"Find out, you must find out the person who lied about the military situation, find it and chop it into eight pieces!"

Hearing Zhang Bao's roar, a general behind him stepped forward and reminded: "General Digong, when you heard the news that the city was seized, you were angry, and you already ordered him to be hacked to death. ”

"Then find out his corpse, and then cut it into eight hundred pieces, each piece of flesh must be fat and thin!"