It took another two hours for a large number of Taiping followers to be sorted out, and Liang Fa sent his own personal guards out to supervise the battle, driving the Taiping followers to attack, and the people outside the wall had already scattered in a hurry, looking for a place to hide, but they did not flee too far away, observing the battle situation in a nearby place that they thought was safe, to see if these last official forces in Suiyang could hold this treasury.

"Most of the Taiping Sect members in this city should be here, Zhang Wu!" Ye Zhao stood on the city tower, looked at the slowly approaching Taiping Sect members, and turned his head to look at Zhang Wudao.

"In!" Zhang Wu hurriedly came out.

"Go back to your house immediately, and let Zhang Gong contact the gentry in the city, gather the families of the various prefectures, and send these Taiping traitors out of the city." Ye Zhao took out a map from his arms and looked at Zhang Wudao: "Remember, don't have to collide with it, although there are many members of the Taiping Sect, they are unknown, and there is no military discipline at all. ”

Zhang Wu carefully looked at the direction Ye Zhao pointed to, kept it in mind, and finally nodded: "Rest assured, I will convey this matter to my father, as for whether my father agrees......"

Last night, the Taiping Sect suddenly attacked, Zhang Wu was on duty in the county government, although he was worried about the situation at home, but he couldn't kill it alone, and then it was the crowd of the Zhang family mixed in the Taiping Sect who came to report the news and contact Ye Zhao, which made Zhang Wu breathe a sigh of relief, but in his heart, he naturally wanted to go home more, but the situation was critical, and Ye Zhao couldn't just care about his feelings, so he didn't mention it.

"You only need to tell Zhang Gong about this, and as for whether to retreat from the enemy with me, it is up to Zhang Gong to decide." Ye Zhao handed the map to Zhang Wu and said in a deep voice.

"Humble resignation, let the king take care!" Zhang Wu saluted towards Ye Zhao.

"Bo Qian too." Ye Zhao looked at the bottom of the city tower, the yellow turban thieves had already dragged their feet and 'rushed' over, and one by one the ladders were put on the wall and wanted to rush up, although it was easy to say, but at this moment, the real knife and real gun were fighting, and Ye Zhao did not dare to really underestimate the enemy.

The Taiping Sect lacks bows and arrows, although there are many people, but in the distance, they are suppressed to the death, and some bloody men are close to the wall, and they will throw the weapons in their hands directly as javelins, but the power is much smaller.

The siege is not too particular, and although it will cause a certain amount of pressure in a short period of time, after a long time, the momentum of the drum is removed, and the people become more scattered.

Under the leadership of the veterans, the descending army on the city wall continued to use Changge to knock down the ladder on the wall, without the suppression of long-range weapons, these descending troops gradually became handy after the initial panic, looking at the Taiping Sect members who rushed to the edge of the city wall under the drive of the overseer team, and were constantly shot to death, Ye Zhao suddenly had a feeling of beating zombies in his previous life.

Yellow turban thieves were constantly rushed up by the warlords, and they were shot or pushed down to their deaths, blood staining the walls, converging into muddy water on the ground, and quickly drying up.

Don't say that those surrendered troops, many county guards and county soldiers vomited while fighting, and under the bloody breath, even if they followed, they were looking for veterans of the northern and southern wars, and they couldn't stand it.

These Yellow Turban thieves were definitely the weakest and even the worst among the enemies they encountered, so miserable that even these enemies had some sympathy, Ye Zhao naturally felt pity, but there was no expression on his face.

People are responsible for their own choices, since they have chosen this path, they can only be responsible for it, these people are pitiful, and how many innocent people are implicated because of them, in this troubled world, who is not pitiful?

"Are you done throwing up?" Ye Zhao walked up to several soldiers who were vomiting and said coldly.

"Make ...... Envoy! Several people hurriedly stood up straight and looked at Ye Zhao.

"When you finish spitting, go up, and now you have pity on them, and if you let them come in later, no one will pity them." Ye Zhao drew his sword, beheaded a yellow turban thief who pounced, glanced at a few people coldly, and walked towards the other side.

"Lord, why are these thieves so weak?" Qiu Chi trotted to Ye Zhao's side, he had seen the border Han army fighting against the Hu people, such a scene, except for the fact that the number of people was a little scary, now looking at it, as Ye Zhao said, they were all rabble.

"It's a bunch of poor people, too!" Ye Zhao shook his head, such an attack is impossible to attack, and Liang Fa is afraid that he will lose this time.

"Since the lord has mercy on him, why don't you try to surrender?" Qiu Chi looked at Ye Zhao suspiciously, since he was able to recruit more than seven Taiping Sect traitors in the treasury, he should be able to surrender these defeated troops.

"There are some things we can't do." Ye Zhao glanced at the Yellow Turban Army, which had begun to retreat, and shook his head.

Since the Yellow Turban broke out, although it is a pity that he was not able to get the maximum benefit from this, but now that the curtain has opened, Ye Zhao needs more people to pay attention to him, he wants to let those families owe him favors, since the family is not enough, find a way to make up for it, and when he has enough connections, he can naturally eliminate many defects of the family.

What's more, if the Yellow Turban doesn't make trouble, how can he have an excuse to send troops to win military merits?

After attacking for two hours, the Yellow Turban Army finally began to retreat, not that Liang Fa wanted to retreat, but that those Yellow Turban Army were killed and afraid, in the final analysis, it was a group of people who were not even militia who took up arms, even under the supervision of the warlord, still failed to cause too much damage to the defenders, and during this time, the Yellow Turban Army that died under the wall of the treasury was not even as good as the supervision team sent by Liang Fa to kill more, and the two hours of attack, the physical strength was gradually exhausted, Liang Fa chose to rush up is a mistake, Too many people's physical strength was wasted in meaningless running and pushing, and in the end, many of the Yellow Turban soldiers could not keep up with their physical strength before they touched the city wall.

And there are many people, but under the rain of arrows of the defenders in the front row rushed back and forth several times, each time they wanted to retreat, but they were squeezed back by the companions who rushed up from behind, unable to effectively rest and replenish their strength, these people were also the most unlucky, almost dancing with death.

Liang Fa couldn't describe his mood in words at the moment, although Ye Zhao's sudden increase in people and horses surprised him, he didn't care, what made him most uncomfortable was that so many people attacked a warehouse, and in the end, the enemy didn't die, but the people who were hacked to death by his own people were almost piled up.

Even if he lacked actual combat experience, Liang Fa could see that it was impossible to break through the treasury today.

"Qu Shuai, it's not good!" Just when Liang Fa hesitated whether to temporarily suspend his troops and regroup to attack the granary after recuperating his strength, a thief stumbled from a distance, bringing a piece of news that made Liang Fa even more depressed.