Not a single hair of the enemy was touched, and as soon as the ladder was erected, more than a third of his 4,000 men were hung. You know, it's just started, and it's less than half an hour.

"Big eye, you take 200 people and try to attack the city, if it doesn't work, we will retreat five miles and block the enemy here with a large number of people. I don't believe that they will cower here for the rest of their lives. Li Yong ordered.

"The child has an order!" As soon as Li Damu gave up his hand, he led someone to rush forward with a knife.

"Hmph, it's still the old man's wit." Li Yong said proudly, "Sun Wuzi said, surround it several times, I want to see how you rush out of my Li Yong's palm!" ”

Ren Yi saw that the large force of the Yellow Turban Army under the city was slowly retreating, and one of the generals came to attack the city with 200 people, Ren Yi knew that these 200 people were here to test the waters.

Ren Yi said: "Everyone stop firing arrows. I want to show this enemy army that I am a great soldier. After speaking, Ren Yi slowly pulled out the Xuanyuan sword, the archers retreated to the back, and the swords and spearmen lined up.

The Yellow Turban Army under the city saw the soldiers of our army who were waiting for the battle, and some of them were fighting. Under the force of Li Damu, the Yellow Turban Army divided into two teams to attack the top of the wall.

When the first Yellow Turban Army climbed the wall, Ren Yi raised his sword and fell, and a sword pierced through that person's chest.

The Yellow Turban was a thin boy of about ten years old. It looks like the face is yellow and thin, as if it is due to long-term malnutrition, but the face reveals a hideous face that is not commensurate with his age.

The young man's body fell heavily under the wall, a large mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a deep, long wound was stabbed in his chest. The boy struggled in agony for a few moments, and then died completely.

The boy's blood splattered on his comrades not far away. Under the coercion of Li Damu, the frightened soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army had no choice but to muster up their courage and rush upwards with a shout.

This is also a last resort. Most of them were private soldiers of the Li family. If they retreat, the Li family has 10,000 ways to ruin their family.

Li Damu also saw Ren Yi's very sassy sword when he was supervising the battle below. He thought to himself that he probably couldn't beat it.

Seeing that more and more of his own soldiers were knocked down the wall, and the whole army was almost wiped out, and the other party was sparsely stabbed down dozens of people, Li Damu was afraid.

Li Damu no longer hesitated, beckoned to a few of his henchmen, turned his head and ran.

"Shoot the arrows! Push the ladder! Ren Yi gave the last order for this wave of offensive and defensive battles.

The screams of the Yellow Turban Army under the walled wall came and went. After a round of shooting, Li Damu had already fled away, and the Yellow Turban Army squad that participated in the siege of the city followed Li Damu to escape back with an estimated number of less than ten people.

The sun slowly rose in the east, and the first wave of confrontations ended in a crushing defeat for the besieging side. The sunlight sprinkled on the mountains of soldiers' corpses under the village, which was tragic and desolate.

Ren Yi walked down the wall under the protection of the generals and elite soldiers and inspected the battlefield.

Among the soldiers killed in the Yellow Turbans, there were men and women, but their common characteristic was that they were like the young Yellow Turbans, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and their hands covered with calluses. Obviously, as a private servant of the Li family, the treatment is extremely bad.

Ren Yi slowly walked to the village and said: "Sad Qin and Han Dynasty Economic Office, the palace has been made of soil, Xing, the people are suffering, dying, the people are suffering." Bury them all, hurry. ”

Ren Yijun fully carried forward the style of not wasting a single porridge and a line, and after sweeping away the money and food on the corpses of the soldiers, he hastily buried the small 2,000 people, and then returned to the village and closed the gate of the village.

After Ren Yi returned to the village, the first thing he did was to count the battle damage.

The villager in charge of counting the battle losses said: "Chief, in this battle, our army lost 22 brothers, 8 people were slightly wounded, and about 1,600 enemies were killed. ”

Ren Yi bowed his head with a gloomy expression, and said, "The brothers who died in the war should be buried alive, and the injured brothers must do their best to treat them." ”

Ren Yi continued: "All the brothers who died in the war and the wounded, the names are registered by the literate, the war dead are each given ten stones of grain and grass, two pieces of money, and the wounded are given five stones of grain and grass. ”

Many of the people present shed tears of joy. These mud-legged people, who have been looked down upon by the high-ranking people, because it is a great honor to meet a leader who loves soldiers like children, and gives them the opportunity to live for a hundred years. A feeling called a sense of honor arises spontaneously in everyone's hearts.

Ren Yi continued: "Our most important thing at present is to completely annihilate this group of unknown thieves. Everyone, what do you think? ”

The six centurions said in unison: "Chief, is it still necessary to think about such a waste?" I'll wait for the battle and send troops to destroy this fang! ”