Hundreds of black lights pierced the bodies of all Liu Bei's soldiers on the city wall, and they died in the hands of these shameless people with endless hatred.

At the same time, the ropes in their hands also began to slide down rapidly, and now Yan Liang's body is still in mid-air, according to Yan Liang's current state, if he falls from this height, he will either die or be crippled!

However, just when the rope was about to slide out completely, a soldier of Liu Bei, who only had one breath left, suddenly returned to the light, and he rose up his last strength and firmly grasped the rope.

And he was still slowly lowering the rope, Zhao Hong was taken aback when he saw this scene, he didn't understand what kind of force was supporting this person.

Why did this person think about saving others before he died, didn't he think about himself at all, for a selfish person like Zhao Hong, this situation is of course incredible.

But for men living in the army, such things are almost commonplace.

Once you are sure that you have no hope of survival, then even if you die, you must leave hope to your robe.

Now Yan Liang has become the last hope of all Liu Bei's soldiers on the city wall, and it is with this hope that they have made an almost incredible move.

Zhao Hong's stunned look made this soldier's hope come true, and just after Yan Liang landed gently, his eyes burst into a side-catching look.

But this look was very short-lived, short like a flash in the pan, and then his eyes slowly closed, bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he fell to the ground and never got up again.

Zhao Hong reacted at this time, he immediately led people to check on the battlements, and when he found Yan Liang lying on the ground defenselessly, Zhao Hong burst out into a murderous laugh.

He laughed at these fools for doing this for that Han general, even if they could send this Han Jiang down, this Han Jiang would eventually die at his hands.

When Zhao Hong's laughter was over, he immediately ordered his own soldiers to continue to reload, as long as the reload was successful, hundreds of strong crossbows could shoot the Han general into a sieve.

Just as Zhao Hong's men were trying to load, a sudden rain of arrows fell from the sky, knocking down a piece of his men, and Zhao Hong escaped with his life.

Then he looked out of the city, a group of Han troops were desperately rushing towards this side, and one of the Han generals in front of him took the lead with two sharp swords.

Behind him, many Han soldiers were bending their bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows just now was shot by them, and it seemed that they still wanted to save the Han general under the city.

Zhao Hong smiled cruelly, he didn't intend to give up just yet, he still let his men continue to reload, and transferred another team of archers.

The arrival of this group of archers suppressed the attack of the Han archers below somewhat, and his own soldiers were able to complete the loading, and then Zhao Hong ordered them to aim at the Han generals below and prepare to shoot.

At this time, several flashes of light like meteors flashed one by one, and those Zhao Hong's personal soldiers who had just probed out and were about to aim were shot to death by these rays one after another.

Zhao Hong, who was hiding in the battlements, saw a scene that made him jaw-dropping, a majestic Han general, sitting on horseback almost two arrows away.

However, he actually held a large and terrifying iron bow in his hand, and it was this Han general who had just fired at his men, interrupting the attack of his men.

In such a chaotic battlefield, to be able to shoot without missing arrows, could this Han general be unable to raise Yuji to resurrect, Zhao Hong, who does not believe in evil, ordered again, and his subordinates continued to attack.

But he soon understood that the Han general with the big iron bow was not Yoyuki resurrected, but a sharpshooter who was even more terrible than Yoyuki.

As long as the people on their side dare to show their heads, the opponent's bow and arrow will shoot through their throats mercilessly, even in the same place.

At this time, this archer was simply possessed by a god, and his appearance made Zhao Hong feel deep despair, could it be that he couldn't even pull a cushion.

At this time, the Han general with two long swords in his hand had already rushed to the bottom of the city wall, he jumped off the war horse and carried Yan Liang behind him, and then flew on the war horse and ran quickly towards the battlefield.

Zhao Hong looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, and gritted his teeth again, he had to make the Han army pay a serious price, and no matter how many small soldiers he killed, it didn't work to kill a big future.

That's why he won't give up this God-given opportunity easily, and now he has less than thirty personal soldiers under his command, and he forced these personal soldiers to attack together.

It took him at most a blink of an eye to go from aiming to attacking, and he didn't believe that the marksman could kill all thirty of his men in such a short time.

Zhao Hong's personal soldiers were a little weak after hearing this order, it was really that the marksman was too terrifying, but they didn't dare to disobey Zhao Hong's order.

Once they disobey at all, not only them but also their families will be brutally retaliated, so these pro-soldiers can only stand up helplessly and prepare to continue the attack.

When the Han general who used the big iron bow saw this situation, he also tried his best to cover the retreating Yan Liang, and the iron bow string in his hand kept vibrating.

With the vibration of the bowstring, golden light continued to fly towards the distant city wall, and Zhao Hong's personal soldiers were shot through the throat one by one and fell to the ground.

However, their number is indeed a bit large, and even if the Han general tries his best, there are still three fish that have slipped through the net.

Three jet-black crossbow arrows flew towards Yan Liang's back, and the man with the big iron bow couldn't stop it in the future, so he could only shout loudly:

"Xuande Gong, watch out behind you!"

The Han general who quickly evacuated with Yan Liang was Liu Bei, and when he heard that his general Yan Liang led people to attack the city wall, Liu Bei immediately brought people to support here.

Anyway, there was no hope of capturing Wancheng on his side, and he only left a small number of people there, where he continued to feint to contain the Yellow Turban thieves in this direction.

And he came to support Yan Liang, after all, Yan Liang had already seen the hope of victory here, but when he arrived, he saw a scene that shocked him.

Yan Liang actually wailed that he was dragged down the city wall by his soldiers, and his own soldiers who had just climbed the city wall seemed to have all died at the hands of the Yellow Turban thieves.

Liu Bei didn't know what was going on, but he knew that he must not lose Yan Liang's arm, and Liu Bei was about to snatch Yan Liang out with someone at that time.

But when he saw the strong crossbow in the hands of the enemy, Liu Bei rushed to a deep despair, no matter how fast the speed of the war horse under his crotch was, it was not as fast as the crossbow in the hands of the Yellow Turban Thief.

Could it be that Yan Liang is bound to die here today?

At this time, the arrival of the general named Huang Hansheng once again ignited Liu Bei's hope, and with Huang Hansheng's cooperation, Liu Bei finally took Yan Liang out of the battlefield.

But at this time, Liu Bei was desperate again to find that the Yellow Turban Thief's crossbow arrows were about to come, and he could only do his best to wave the double swords in his hand as if he were destined for heaven, praying for a miracle!