Although Zhao Hui killed the four people in front of him as soon as possible, the screams they made before they died still alarmed the others.

Even at night, the gates could not have been guarded by only four men.

It's just that because of a big battle during the day, most of the defenders stationed at the city gate at this moment have fallen asleep.

And in the place where Zhao Hui was ten zhang away, there were also four defenders standing guard.

There were a few screams, and the four defenders who were yawning ten feet away instantly came to their senses.

"There are enemies."

Several people shouted loudly and rushed towards Zhao Hui at the same time.

Facing the people who rushed over, Zhao Hui waved the war knife in his hand, did not retreat, and turned back and said, "You guys hurry up." ”

Three of the centuriens had already climbed up.

Wu Youcai said: "Coach, I'll help you." ”

The others climbed up and poured the oil they had brought with them onto the city walls.

At the same time, the defenders stationed at the city gate also began to rush out of the barracks.

Holding the war knife in his hand, the blood in Zhao Hui's body was boiling.

thought he was used to it, but when he held the sword again, Zhao Hui knew that this was his stage.

"Kill!"

The sword slashed forward, this one was ordinary, but the speed was very fast.

The defenders who rushed to the front didn't react at all, and they were cut off half of their bodies by Zhao Hui with a knife.

The short body dodged the spear, and with a backhand to cut off a foot, then the body rolled forward, and a knife was slashed, leaving the two men to fall down with their stomachs clutched.

Wu Youcai, who rushed over, seemed to be seeing Zhao Hui for the first time.

When Zhao Hui trained them before, he had never shown such a high combat effectiveness.

Even if you want to teach some movements, Zhao Hui is displayed in slow motion, and with Zhao Hui's body, no one will think how powerful Zhao Hui is.

They all thought that Zhao Hui only knew how to train soldiers, and he did not have too strong force.

Before this, only Zhang Wang knew that Zhao Hui had strong strength.

But after tonight, the 100-man team will get to know Zhao Hui again.

"Coach, you ......" Wu Youcai said in surprise.

"Be careful."

Zhao Hui didn't have time to explain to Wu Youcai, because after killing these four people, there were more and more defenders in front of them, more than a hundred, and they were still increasing, and there were soldiers coming out of the barn all the time.

In the distance, the barracks in the city have also lit up torches, the doors of the mansions of the various scholars and gentry are wide open, and a group of guards also run towards the city gate with torches.

Zhao Hui and Wu Youcai stood in front, and the team members who climbed up also drew their swords and fought with the defenders after pouring the fire oil on their bodies on the ground.

Thinking that his body was poisoned, he had lost his sense of the battlefield.

just wanted to keep Zhang Xue, which could be regarded as repaying Zhang Jiao's life-saving grace, and then find a place to live in seclusion.

But now, his blood is boiling, his body, thirsting for battle, his soul, thirsting for battle.

Blood splattered in front of his eyes, and angry faces, frightened faces, or numbness, kept appearing in front of Zhao Hui, and then disappeared.

Wu Youcai was around Zhao Hui, even if there were only a few dozen people, but in the face of hundreds of defenders, he did not take a step back.

Soon, all the members of the hundred-man team had climbed the city wall, and the ground had been sprinkled with fire oil.

A lot of the oil mixed with the blood and became more viscous.

"Kill it."

Zhao Hui was the head, did not retreat, but advanced, and killed along the city wall.

The battle on the city wall was fierce, and the shouts of killing became louder and louder.

Zhang Liang, who was hiding outside the city, listened to the louder and louder shouts of killing, and he didn't see the fire in the city for a long time, and he was anxious.

The three-zhang high city wall, without rope ladders, ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers could not climb up at all, and could only enter through the city gate.

He was waiting for Zhao Hui to set fire and open the city gate from the inside.

One step at a time, Zhao Hui didn't count how many enemies died under his sword, because he couldn't count them.

The war knife in his hand had already made a gap, and was thrown out by Zhao Hui, and the tip of the knife passed through the chest of an enemy, and at the same time grabbed a new long knife in his hand.

In the face of Zhao Hui's ferocity, the hundreds of defenders on the opposite side actually began to hesitate.

After all, they weren't really soldiers, they were just temporarily recruited by the Li family.

In the previous battles, they were all on the city wall, using bows and arrows to shoot the besieging Yellow Turban Army.

Tonight, it was the first time they really fought at close range.

I thought it was just a few dozen people, but I didn't want to kill a team of hundreds of them with just a few dozen people.

"Follow me." Zhao Hui shouted, he had seen the stone steps, and down the stone steps was the city gate.

As long as the gates are opened, their mission is complete.

The soldiers in the city are still on the road, and the garrison on the city wall has been killed by Zhao Hui, at least the hundreds of people in front of them no longer have the courage to face Zhao Hui.

Descending the stone steps, Zhao Hui came to the city gate and said, "You open the door." ”

Zhao Hui guarded the mouth, and when a defender came up, he chopped one to death.

"Ignition." After the city gate was opened, Zhao Hui and others threw torches onto the city wall.

The walls of the city were covered with oil, and in an instant, a raging fire ignited.

Outside the city, Zhang Liang, who saw the city wall on fire, was overjoyed, and immediately led a large army to charge towards the city gate.

The soldiers in the city had already arrived and found that Zhao Hui had opened the city gate, and immediately surged towards the city gate, wanting to kill Zhao Hui and close the city gate again.

Zhao Hui made some mistakes, he should have lit the fire earlier.

Light the fire early and open the city gate, Zhang Liang's army should already be outside.

And now, he still needs to continue to resist with a team of 100 people, and he must not let the defenders close the city gate again.

Zhao Hui didn't know how many people he had killed, he only knew that the war knife in his hand at this moment was already the fifth.

These knives are just ordinary pig iron, which can easily cause gaps, and even when they hit the enemy's weapons, they will directly shatter.

The defenders who were still on the city wall shouted, "Oh no, the Yellow Turban Thieves have come here." ”

"Quick, close the gates."

The scholars who arrived shouted in horror in the distance, eager for everyone to block the city gates.

"It's too late, there are a lot of yellow turban thieves."

"Run, run. The Yellow Turban Thief has entered. ”

The Yellow Turbans are a rabble, but the soldiers defending the city are only temporarily recruited, and they are no better than the Yellow Turbans.

In the face of the surging Yellow Turban Army, many people simply threw away their weapons and turned around and ran.

Although there were people from the Shi family who were behind to direct and supervise, more and more people were fleeing.

"Kill!" Zhang Liang led the Yellow Turban Army, which had been ambushed three miles away, to kill.

Faced with the arrival of 10,000 Yellow Turban troops led by Zhang Liang, the defenders in the city finally gave up resistance.

He didn't know how many Yellow Turban soldiers came, they only knew that there were a lot of Yellow Turban soldiers outside the city, and it was not something they could resist at all.

In the city, the county magistrate of Guangzong City has quietly run away from the east gate with his family.

Many scholars are also not to be left behind, and run away with important finances as soon as possible.

But there were still some scholars who were slow to react, and by the time they reacted, the city gates on all sides had already fallen into the hands of the Yellow Turban Army.