Chapter 67: Catching a Turtle in an Urn

Soon after Liang Fa rushed into the city gate, he had already noticed that something was wrong, the gate of the urn city was closed, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying in front of the door.

Immediately after that, the sound of fighting sounded on the city wall.

"It's not good, it's a plan, retreat!" Liang Fa's reaction was not unpleasant, the gate of the urn city was closed, coupled with the sound of fighting from the city, he noticed something was wrong for the first time, and hurriedly turned around, ready to rush out with people, this time in order to be able to succeed in the surprise attack, he brought all the elite people in the Taiping Sect of Liang State, once these people are gone, even if there are tens of thousands of Taiping Sect members outside the city, it is useless.

It's just that in the end, he was a step slower, and when he turned around, the drawbridge had been slowly pulled up, and then Pei Yuanshao rushed down the city with the remnants of the city, and saw Liang Fa enter the city in person from a distance, and couldn't help but change his complexion, and shouted from afar: "Zhong Ning, retreat quickly, the plan is in the middle!" ”

While speaking, Fang Yue had already come to the city with a team of men and horses, and wanted to close the city gate, Liang Fa saw this, and he didn't have time to be held accountable, so he pointed the sword in his hand at the city gate and said: "Sons, kill me out!" ”

Kill~

At this moment, they have no way out, if Fang Yue closes the city gate, then waiting for them, there is only a dead end, these people who followed Liang Fa to kill in, are all elite soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, all of them are extremely brave, very different from ordinary Yellow Turbans, at this moment, I heard Liang Fa give an order, one by one roared and brandished weapons to attack the city gate.

"Papapa~"

In the sky, dozens of jars fell sharply and smashed into the crowd, and a pungent smell spread in the crowd, but at this time, where could those Yellow Turban soldiers still manage this, and they rushed towards the officers and soldiers who had already lined up with red eyes.

Behind Fang Yue, a row of archers quickly lit the arrows stained with tung oil on the torches, Fang Yue looked indifferently at these frantically pounced Yellow Turban Army, and the right hand raised high suddenly waved down.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

A row of rockets instantly submerged into the crowd, and many people were splashed with tung oil, and at this moment, when they encountered the fire, they suddenly shouted, and clusters of flames scurried up in the crowd and quickly spread in all directions.

"Ah~"

Although these Yellow Turban Army can be called elite, but after all, they are flesh and blood, the flames are stained, and under the scorching heat, even the iron man can't hold it, many people fall directly to the ground and roll up, wanting to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but in this way, many Yellow Turban Army who were not ignited by the flames are also suffered, and the tung oil flowing on the ground is quickly ignited, and before the time of tea, the vicinity of the city gate has become a sea of fire, and even Fang Yue and others guarding the entrance of the city gate feel a dry mouth, The lineup of the Yellow Turban Army was even more fragmented because of this.

"Shoot the arrows!" Fang Yue looked indifferently at the Yellow Turban Army that broke through the sea of fire and rushed towards this side, and gave the order to shoot with an expressionless face.

The two hundred archers in formation released their bowstrings, and the Yellow Turbans who were lucky enough to break through the fire were shot into hedgehogs in an instant.

"Rush~ Rush over!" Liang Fa's face turned pale, the formation had been disrupted, after these days of fighting, he was already very clear about the army's dependence on the formation, even if the Yellow Turban Army that had lost its formation could barely rush up, it would suffer heavy losses, but at this moment, Ye Zhao obviously did not leave him a chance to rearrange the formation, even if he knew that there was a fire pit in front of him, he had to jump in.

The range of the flames was not large, but it completely disrupted the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, although the Yellow Turban Army continued to rush out, but the Yellow Turban Army, which was like a headless fly, was more like a target of the official army, and was constantly shot.

Around the urn city, rows of officers and soldiers raised torches high to look down on these yellow turban troops, and a thousand archers who had been arranged by Ye Zhao walked up to the city wall of the urn city in an orderly manner, just when Liang Fa was about to fight hard to attack Fang Yue, he had already made a formation, just waiting for Ye Zhao to give an order, these yellow turbans in the urn city were the turtles in the urn.

After the arrangements were made, Ye Zhao stood on top of the West Gate Tower under the escort of Guan Hai and Dian Wei, and a soldier picked up a drumstick and struck it on a gong fiercely, and the sound actually suppressed the sound of fighting in the urn city in an instant.

After the gong sounded three times, Ye Zhao stood up, looked down at the yellow scarf in the urn city, and said loudly: "You are now a turtle in the urn, how long will you resist?" ”

Ye Zhao looked handsome and looked like a weak scholar, but when he opened his mouth at this time, he was angry with the three armies, and with the power of those three gongs, he completely suppressed the sound of fighting.

"Ye Zhao~" Liang Fa raised his head, facing Ye Zhao's smiling face that was in his hands, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he let out a heart-rending roar: "You don't have to be complacent, even if you lose today, I will definitely avenge me in the Taiping Sect." ”

"That's his day." Ye Zhao smiled, looked down at Liang Fa, and exclaimed: "It seems that in the Taiping Sect, there is really no one available, as the commander-in-chief, you should have been in the army, this surprise attack was actually led by you, the commander of the army, this kind of force, even if there are many people, what is the use, I regard it as a mustard?" ”

Liang Fa felt bitter in his heart, in the Taiping Sect, it is not really that there are no talents, such as Gao Shun, now that he wants to come, but he has talents, but unfortunately he can't use it, so that today's defeat is so squeezed by Ye Zhao at this moment, Liang Fa wants to justify, but he feels that any explanation is pale and powerless, so he can only be silent.

"God has the virtue of a good life, although you are rebelling against you, but after all, it is still my Han people, and many of them are the people of this Liang country, this official really can't bear to slaughter them, as long as you put down your weapons and kneel on the ground to surrender, this official guarantees with personality, as long as you don't do such rebellion and chaos again, this official is not to blame!" Ye Zhao looked down at those Yellow Turban Soldiers, sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "Think about it, you should also have a family, wife and children, right?" Even if you are loyal to Zhang Jiao, but these days, you have been loyal, but if you die in battle, what should your family do? Will that horn still remember to wait? ”

In the urn city, those Taiping disciples looked at each other when they heard this, although they were the elite of the Taiping Sect, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they were also willing to charge for the Taiping Sect, but at this moment, the general trend has gone, they have become the turtle in the urn, and their hearts will naturally disperse, especially Ye Zhao's last sentence, which disintegrates most people's mental defenses.

"Mess with my army's heart?" Liang Fa looked up at Ye Zhao and gritted his teeth.

"The overall situation has been decided, what do you have to mess with? This official just doesn't want to make more killings! Ye Zhao shook his head, and before he could say more, his eyes suddenly froze.

Beside Ye Zhao, Guan Hai and Dian Wei took a step at the same time, each swinging their weapons and cutting a cluster of arrows into three.