At the west gate of Wancheng, Sun Jian led his troops and horses without any resistance, and easily seized control of the city gate. The pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info was inquiring about the surrendered Yellow Turban Army, and learned that it was the Han Central Department and the original Zhao Hong's Xiaoshuai who had an internal fight, and other ambitious people were watching and trying to take advantage of the fisherman. As the saying goes, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, but the original yellow finch has now become a praying mantis, and Han Zhong never imagined that his own people would lead the official army into the city.

On the street not far from the West Gate, several of the small commanders and subordinates killed by the soldiers and horses of Han Zhong retreated one after another, and half an hour later, all those who resisted Han Zhong died on the spot. At this moment, Han Zhong's expression was extremely cold, if he hadn't arranged it earlier, maybe one day his head would be taken by them. The rest of the people are not good birds, so at this time, they stand by and watch, hum, and simply don't do anything and clean up with the others, like this.........

"Anti-thief Hanzhong, today next year will be your death day." The sudden sound woke up Han Zhong, and followed the prestige, Mom, why did Sun Jian enter the city? No, what's Simon's .......... Thinking of this, Han Zhong's back was cold and sweaty.

"Sons, kill with me!" Sun Jian rushed out one by one.

It turned out that Sun Jian was not in a hurry to attack after entering the city, but kept sending people to investigate, and only led the army to kill when the Yellow Turban civil strife was about to subside.

In the Han army camp at the north gate of Wancheng, Zhu Junzheng was studying the military book in the big tent, "Report, general, Wancheng Yellow Turban infighting, General Sun has captured the West Gate." A soldier rushed to report.

"Okay, it's done! Immediately ordered the whole army to attack Wancheng. Zhu Jun ordered excitedly.

"Nuo" personally guarded and left.

"Knock Knock"

"Woo woo"

The endless sound of war drums and low horns resounded in the sky, and the Han army swept in like a tide.

"It's not good, the Han army has killed it!" Seeing the Han army suddenly rushing to kill, a yellow turban general at the head of the city was shocked.

He knew about the infighting in the city, but at the moment there were less than 1,000 soldiers around him, and he couldn't hold it at all, so he didn't dare to think about it anymore, "Hurry, go and report to Han Shuai".

"Hum...."

Under the city tower, the archers of the Han army fired together, the bowstrings of the roots were stretched and sent out a low trill, with the cover of the bow and arrows, a cloud ladder followed the city wall, and the Han soldiers used their hands and feet together, and climbed up to the city head along the cloud ladder.

"Kill !!" The roar of the landslide and tsunami shook the sky, and the yellow turban soldiers on the head of the city gradually decreased, and the fall of Wancheng was in an instant. As time passed, more officers and soldiers climbed to the top of the city, and some of them immediately rushed down the city walls to open the city gates.

Seeing that the north gate was wide open, Zhu Jun drew his knife and pointed: "Soldiers, kill with me!" Then the horse rushed out first, and the guards behind him hurriedly followed, and the rest of the cavalry drove up.

"Wancheng is broken, Wancheng is broken, brothers are fleeing for their lives!" The terrified Yellow Turban soldiers ran around screaming.

The smoke of gunpowder was filled, the flames of war were blazing, and the mighty banner of the Han army finally stood on top of Wancheng, Zhu Jun climbed to the top of the city, and his heart was full of emotion: "God bless the Han, Wancheng has been broken, and you can return to Your Majesty!" ”

Looking around, there are no yellow scarves at the north gate, but the sound of fighting in the east and west is still coming in bursts, "Come on, gather the soldiers and horses, and go to the west gate with the general to punish the thieves." ”

"Nuo" personally guarded the order and left, and the soldiers were killed with Zhu Junzhi in the middle of the Han.

The march was only a kilometer, which was convenient for the defeated and retreating troops of Hanzhong: "Soldiers, slaughter all the thieves for the general, and avenge the people of Wancheng."

"Revenge, revenge" The Han army shouted slogans, waved their blades, and rushed towards the defeated Yellow Turban army.

"Poof......

"Ah......h

On the narrow street, the crowd of people made the street even narrower, and the fierce fighting suddenly opened, bursts of blades intersected, and the sound of swords and spears penetrating the body was mixed with heart-rending screams. The blood stimulated the fighting spirit of the officers and soldiers, the blood was burning, and the spears and knives were constantly stabbing like lightning, and all the thieves who blocked the way were killed. There is no way forward, there is no way back, the defeated army of the Yellow Turban is also a desperate bloody battle, they are wrapped in sackcloth, they still struggle to swing their knives and spears, and use their greatest strength to stab at the Han army.

Fearless do not know what to fear, and the Yellow Turban soldiers, who are outlaws, only have the thought of death in their hearts. Seeing that their blades could not do harm to the Han army covered in thick armor, some of the Yellow Turbans abandoned their blades, threw down the mortal enemy in front of them with their bodies, and unfolded a meat game.

Slam the opponent's head with your fists, tear it with your hands, or even bite your opponent's throat with your mouth and drink the enemy's blood. The fighting became more and more chaotic, and the cruelty of the scene could not be expressed in words, and the hand-to-hand hand-to-hand combat soon evolved into a meat game.

The foul smell of blood filled the streets, and in less than half an hour, hundreds of soldiers on both sides had their throats bitten, their ears bitten off, their eyes gouged out, and many of them missing arms and legs.

With the passage of time, the Han troops at the east gate and the south gate gradually surrounded them. The fierce battle continues, but the Yellow Turban is losing and retreating, and it is the end of the crossbow. Han Zhong has been stared at by Sun Jian, and he will be found wherever he hides. Which one of Han Zhong is depressed, Sun Jian is brave, no one dares to be his subordinates, and it is only a matter of time when he is killed.

“…… Ah......" Han Zhong, who was stared at by Sun Jian, roared and vented the bitterness in his heart. It doesn't matter if you don't roar, as soon as this roar came out, it was targeted by another person. This person is none other than Huang Zhong by Nanyang's side of Qin Jie. After discovering Hanzhong, Huang Zhong didn't say a word, picked up a bow and arrow and shot two arrows in a row.

After venting, Han Zhong suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind, and immediately dodged sideways, but who knew that the arrow was too fast and still hit Han Zhong, and then the second arrow passed through the throat.

Han Zhong made a sound of "grunt, grunt", because the battlefield was too chaotic, the guards around him didn't know what was happening, and when he reacted, Han Zhong was already dead.

"Han Zhong is dead, and you still won't surrender?" Huang Zhong's deep voice appeared on the battlefield.

Wen, the Yellow Turban Army found out that the marshal had been shot by an arrow and died. As soon as the morale of the Yellow Turbans was lifted, the Han army immediately launched a fierce attack, and after a quarter of an hour, there was no one to resist. Poor Sun Jian, chased most of Wancheng in Hanzhong but was shot by Huang Zhong in the end, and after Zhu Jun arrived, he immediately ordered: "Take all the captives to the north gate and behead them, and then pile up Jingguan to avenge the people of Wancheng." ”

When Nanyang Taishou Qin Jie heard this, he immediately admonished that it was ominous to kill the prisoner, but Zhu Jun had made up his mind and could not be recovered. Huang Zhong shook his head even more secretly, they are all big Han people who are working hard to kill them all!!