Chapter Forty-Three: Defending the City!

Gao Changgong led a thousand soldiers of the Killing God Army back to Yecheng, this bloody battlefield is the cemetery where Zhang Liang is buried.

"Chang Gong returned with merit and killed the enemy in all directions." Liao Xi looked at Gao Changgong, who had come back from the battle, and couldn't help but smile slightly, and said with some admiration.

"Thank you, lord," Gao Changgong hurriedly arched his hand, Liao Xi nodded, Gao Changgong put the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul in his hand and the Thousand Miles Chasing Wind White Dragon Horse and let the soldiers lead the horse and raise the gun back.

"This battle is a real battle to show the morale of our officers and soldiers, and it is to really let the Yellow Turban thieves know that our officers and soldiers are powerful, and let them know that a large number of people may not be able to win." Liao Xi's eyes were blazing, but his tone was a little cold.

"Although our army is defeated today, the Yellow Turban Thieves will definitely organize another attack today, and you must defend the city well." Liao Xi looked at Gao Changgong, who was already a little tired, and reminded him, Gao Changgong hurriedly replied.

Liao Xi and Liu Bowen and Guo Jia beside him went back to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Today, the Yellow Turban Thieves will definitely attack the city again, we still need to be careful, although this Yellow Turban Thief is not an elite division, but after all, there are many people, and it is difficult to deal with it, so you need to prepare some fire oil and rolling wood and other equipment to defend the city." Liu Bowen looked at Liao Xi, who was now a little excited because of Gao Changgong's defeat of the enemy.

"Well, that's true." Liao Xi nodded, he also knew the hard work of defending the city, but this defending the city was easy to fight, after all, if it wasn't for the real disparity, he wouldn't be able to capture the city quickly, but now it's a huge disparity! If he hadn't been well prepared, Liao Xi wouldn't have fought like this.

Liao Xi hurriedly ordered these things to go down and asked the soldiers to pack up these things, Liao Xi had already made up his mind, no matter how many people Zhang Liang brought, Liao Xi would also destroy him.

Liao Xi knew that Luo Cheng, Qin Qiong, Tai Shici, and Gao Changgong were all extremely powerful generals, and the current gap was on top of this hard-to-fill army of hundreds of thousands, which Liao Xi couldn't bear.

The facts tell Liao Xi that if it is a real battle out of the city now, I am afraid that he will really be surrounded by the Yellow Turban Thieves and suffer heavy losses, and he can only wait for the morale of the Yellow Turban Thieves to completely collapse before he can go out of the city to fight, and he can decide the situation in one fell swoop!

"Since you're coming, let him come!" Liao Xi's eyes were cold, and he said loudly.

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"Damn, it's defeated again, I must kill him!" Zhang Liang had completely lost his mind, and the man in black looked at it, but he didn't say anything after all.

"This city must be captured today, it must be!" Zhang Liang has already given a complete death order, he must let the officers and soldiers crush their bones and scatter ashes, so that they will die without a place to be buried......

Zhang Liang's heart was completely messed up, he forgot that this Yecheng was originally a rich city, it was a heavy city, easy to defend and difficult to attack, how could it be solved in one day?

The Yellow Turban Thief is already panicked at the moment, because the terrifying golden mask and the terrifying fierce general make the Yellow Turban Thief frightened, and they dare not face it, because of the battle against the sky, the slaughtering battle, they have lost the will to fight, and they dare not fight!

If you want to capture this Yecheng one day, there is only one way, and that is to fill it with your life, and change it with your body, that's it!

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"Siege!" An assistant commander gave an order, and tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves immediately swarmed up and rushed towards the Yecheng city wall.

War is always the most brutal, many of the Yellow Turbans were killed by flying arrows before they reached the city wall, and the Yellow Turban thieves behind them continued to step on the corpses of their dead comrades and approach the city wall.

At this moment, the other three gates did not attack the city, but in the east city, this city gate, tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves pounced on them regardless of life and death.

Gao Changgong looked at these Yellow Turban Thief soldiers coldly, looked at them coldly, and shouted: "Release the arrow!" The arrow flew off the string and slammed into the Yellow Turban Thief's body, blood splattering out.

Looking at the officers and soldiers who released the arrows, the deputy marshal also hurriedly ordered: "Release the arrows and press the officers and soldiers to shoot!" "The Yellow Turban Thief also has archers, and sharp arrows fly sideways.

"Prepare the rolling wood, fire oil, etc." Gao Changgong knew that his bows and arrows would eventually run out, so he hurriedly ordered the officers and soldiers to prepare things such as rolling wood and fire oil.

In the face of the Yellow Turban Thieves' fierce death, the officers and soldiers also resisted to the death, and sharp arrows were fired, but they still couldn't stop the Yellow Turban Thieves' offensive.

Finally, a cloud ladder came up, and dozens of yellow turban thieves rushed up one after another, and a round rolling log rolled down at once, making those yellow turban thieves immediately look different.

However, there was no sympathy on the battlefield, and the spear in Gao Changgong's hand swung and swept over the ladders that came up one after another, and dozens of yellow turban thieves died in an instant.

A cloud ladder, good luck did not meet Gao Changgong, but a burst of boiling oil poured down, and the terrible screams were endless, but this could not be sympathized.

"Go on, keep attacking the city, hurry up and get it on me!" The Yellow Turban Thief had already killed thousands of people in the battle and suffered heavy losses, and the deputy marshal looked at the frightened Yellow Turban Thief with some panic and shouted angrily.

The Yellow Turban Thieves forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts, and pounced, they had no choice, under the city wall was a messy body, and the miserable appearance made people unbearable to look at directly.

"Attack." Gao Changgong gave an order, and thousands of sharp arrows flew high, passing through the body of the Yellow Turban Thief, causing them to fall to the ground.

"Ahh Come on! The yellow turban thief shouted and rushed forward, the deputy marshal behind them, they didn't dare not go, Gao Changgong held a strong bow in his hand, and the arrow was wound, "Oh! With a loud sound, the sharp arrow flew far away, shooting at the chest of the Yellow Turban Thief's lieutenant, causing him to fly out.

The lieutenant's eyes were full of unwillingness, he didn't know why he died, he was obviously out of range, why did he die? He was not reconciled...... However, it was a calmness that passed through his chest in the end......

The siege did not stop because of the death of the lieutenant, and the Yellow Turban thieves were not afraid of death, and the corpses were already piled up high under the city walls.

"Kill!" The Yellow Turbans shouted and trampled on the corpses, and they erected the ladder, and the Yellow Turban thieves rushed forward one after another.

They were greeted by oil, rolling wood, and sharp arrows, and even if some of them rushed up the city wall under the exhaustion of the officers and soldiers, they were immediately cut into a blur of flesh and blood by sharp blades, and kicked off the wall.

Yes, the battlefield is so cruel and bloody, "Lord's name, fight!" Gao Changgong's voice spread throughout the city, causing the soldiers to shake and throw out the yellow turban thieves who rushed up again.

Liao Xi looked at this scene coldly, and gave an order: "Kill the God Army!" "The Thousand Killing God Army is Liao Xi's most elite army, they say Tigers, their claws are about to be opened.

Liao Xi also came to the city wall, the huge war drum, Liao Xi got up and beat the drum, the huge sound made the yellow turban thief frightened, and the morale of the officers and soldiers was greatly increased.

After the addition of the God Killing Army, the pressure on the officers and soldiers was suddenly much less, and they fought. Liao Xi's drumming gave them great motivation.

From the afternoon until dark, the Yellow Turban Thieves did not know how many attacks they launched, nor did they know how many attacks the officers and soldiers had repelled the Yellow Turban Thieves, and the city wall was already covered with corpses, some Yellow Turban Thieves and some officers and soldiers.

"Is it finally time to rest?" Liao Xi looked at this incomparably bloody battlefield, sighed and said, he is cruel, but he is not ruthless.

The Yellow Turban thieves lost tens of thousands of people in the battle, and the officers and soldiers also lost thousands, which is already the best situation, but ...... After all, there is something I can't bear.

"You waste, you have lost tens of thousands of horses, since you haven't captured this small Yecheng, you waste." Zhang Liang looked at his subordinates angrily, but looking at the battlefield, he was a little silent.

"Tomorrow, we will take the city." Zhang Liang said coldly: "Otherwise, they will all die." ”

The lieutenants were a little frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and agreed. He can't attack the city at night, even Zhang Liang knows it, and he can only wait for tomorrow dawn to continue the siege.

Zhang Liang thought about it and said, "Tomorrow, attack Yecheng from all sides." "Zhang Liang, he wants to make Liao Xi have no time to look around, and he wants to kill him by surprise.