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Wang Shifeng stood on the city wall, looking at these listless soldiers and couldn't help sighing, he knew that if he didn't do something, it was estimated that if the Red Turban Army outside the city attacked again tomorrow, he and the group of soldiers under his command might become history.

So Wang Shifeng, who was forced to be helpless, had an idea, and first came to a solution that was not a way.

I saw that after he finished inspecting the city wall, he immediately summoned the only two remaining thousand households and deputy ten thousand households Bai Xi to his side, and said to Bai Xi and the three of them with a worried face: "Our army is newly defeated, morale is low, and it is difficult for the soldiers to fight. If this continues, I am afraid that tomorrow will be the time when I will return to Huangquan. ”

As soon as these words came out, Bai Xi and the three of them were all worried, and Bai Xi, the deputy Wanhu, looked at Wang Shifeng and said: "My lord, I also understand what the last general and others say, but I can't help but go back to the sky!" ”

When Wang Shifeng heard this, his face turned pale, and he said to the three of them with a serious face: "The soldiers have no hope of survival, so they are afraid of war and death. ”

When Bai Xi and the three of them heard this, they glanced at each other, and then said to Wang Shifeng with a firm face: "The last general, I am willing to obey the military orders of the adults." ”

Seeing this, Wang Shifeng nodded silently.

"I just hope there will be a turnaround." Looking at the Red Turban Army camp in the distance, Wang Shifeng thought so in his heart.

……

Early in the morning of the second day, the Red Turban Army outside the city gathered under Zhang Shihua's order, and more than 3,000 Red Turban soldiers held high the shields made of hardwood, carried the heavy siege ladder with iron hooks, and frantically rushed towards the Zhenyang City not far away under the sound of loud war drums.

The sound of soldiers fighting and wailing in pain on both sides instantly resounded on this blood-stained land.

"Kill the Tartars! Return to the world of our Han people! Kill! ~~" Countless soldiers with red scarves on their heads carried long ladders and frantically pounced on the city guards on the city wall under the rain of arrows.

"Kill the thief! Shoot the arrows! Looking at the Red Turban Army rushing madly, the officers and soldiers defending the city also shouted.

"Rush up, rush up. The general has an order, and those who climb the city wall first will be promoted to one level and rewarded with one hundred taels of silver! ”

"Kill! ~~" Hearing this, the Red Turban Army under the city suddenly became even more crazy, and countless Red Turban soldiers braved the enemy's arrow rain, held up their shields, and stepped on the long ladder to kill madly towards the city wall.

When the officers and soldiers defending the city on the city wall saw this, they also shouted: "Throw wood, boulders, and gold juice, and burn them to death!" ”

The so-called gold juice in the city defense is actually boiling dung juice, and these foul-smelling and pungent dung juice was poured by the combined force of those city defenders, and was immediately poured on the bodies of the red turban soldiers who were climbing the long ladder.

"Ah~~" The miserable screams suddenly rang out, the hot gold juice could not be defended at all, and the skin of the red scarf sergeants who were stained with the gold juice suddenly had a large scald, in such a hot weather, the soldiers who were burned by the gold juice would be infected 100%.

And once the wound is infected and inflamed, and there is no more penicillin, these soldiers are doomed to die in pain and wailing.

Therefore, those red turban soldiers who were not burned by the gold juice couldn't help but be ruthless, and killing those comrades who were seriously burned could be regarded as making them go more happily.

Zhou Tie had red eyes, and after killing a Taihe old pawn who was seriously burned by the golden juice and kept begging him for death, he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Fucking rush up for me, they don't have the golden juice, and those who retreat die!" ”

"Kill!" The Red Turban Sergeant, who was furious because of the tragic death of his comrades, frantically launched a second charge towards True Yang City.

And those officers and soldiers defending the city also seemed to be crazy, condescending and frantically attacking the Red Turban Army outside the city.

The hot and bright red blood stained almost every inch of the city under the relentless attacks of both sides.

……

Three days passed, and the Red Turban Army attacked frantically for three days, but still failed to take the city.

On the bloodstained city wall, Yang Jiu couldn't help but sigh as he watched the corpse collection team of the Red Turban Army cleaning the battlefield in the evening.

However, after sighing, Yang Jiu still took a bite of the white-flour steamed bun in his hand, although the surroundings were full of blood, corpses and flies at this time, Yang Jiu still felt that this steamed bun was really fragrant.

Although a month ago, Yang Jiu was still an ordinary banker, but the cruel experience of the past few days has made the honest Yang Jiu grow a lot, at least he can now be like those old pawns, napping in the pile of dead people, eating under the noses of the enemy.

Although it is said that the military food on the side of the officers and soldiers is extremely abundant because of the large number of casualties of the defenders, Yang Jiu still seriously finished eating the cold steamed buns in his hand, after all, a person like him, who has often starved since he was a child, knows the most that "no matter what, you can't waste food." ”

After eating the steamed bun in his hand, Yang Jiu drank the soup in the bowl in one go, and added meat to the soup, although Yang Jiu only had two pieces of fat pigskin and a little oily in the soup, but Yang Jiu still drank the soup in the bowl cleanly.

After drinking the soup, Yang Jiu exhaled comfortably. Then Yang Jiu leaned against the battlements of the city wall, brought over a blood-stained blanket, and prepared to rest for a while, after all, he was too tired and tired these days.

However, I don't know why, he used to be able to fall asleep, but today he can't sleep at all. I saw him open his eyes and look at a strip of red cloth hanging on the battlements of the city wall, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of his old lady.

His mother used to believe in this white lotus, and she believed it ruthlessly, and she had to put a stick of incense on the childless old mother almost every day, saying that it would bless the family with a good life. But as a result, two years ago, there was a disaster, and the old lady starved to death in order to let herself eat more in order to live.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jiu's tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Since then, he has hated that, hated the injustice of the sky, hated these gods and ghosts without eyes, and hated even more those corrupt officials who did not give people a way to live. So he couldn't hate these so-called Red Turban Army Yang Jiu, because he knew that the reason why these people wanted to rebel was actually the same as why he wanted to be a soldier, all for living, in order to be able to eat a full meal.

However, just when Yang Jiu was thinking about these things in his mind, his old chief suddenly found him, and looking at the sneaky old chief Yang Jiu couldn't help asking, "Brother Han, what are you looking for me to do?" ”

When the old man surnamed Han heard Yang Jiu's words, he first sat down beside Yang Jiu, and then lowered his voice and said to Yang Jiu: "Jiuzi, now you must also see that Lord Wang has deceived us at all, and it is estimated that there are no bullshit reinforcements at all, even if there is, do you think that we people can still stop the Red Turban Army outside the city?" ”

However, when Yang Jiu heard this, he didn't answer his words, but instead asked rhetorically, "Brother Han, what do you want to do?" ”

When the chief surnamed Han heard this, he looked into his eyes and said, "Jiuzi, if you are here again, we will die, so my old Han wants to escape with a few other brothers, why do you want to go with us?" ”

When Yang Jiu heard this, he shook his head slowly but firmly, and said, "No, I'd better stay here." ”

"Why?" The chief surnamed Han asked puzzled. "Are you afraid that we won't be able to escape, don't worry, I've already stepped on it, an hour later, let's take advantage of the change of team to find a rope from the southeast corner to go down, and the black light will definitely be able to run." Han Shichang further persuaded.

Hearing Han Shichang's words, Yang Jiu still shook his head and said, "A month ago, Bai Deputy Wanhu gave me a bite to eat, and I owe him a life, and this time I just paid it back." ”

"Are you stupid, just for that bite of food, your life is worth that bite of food." Han Shichang said with some sadness.

However, Yang Jiu seemed to be iron-hearted, still shook his head, and said to Han Shichang: "Brother Han, let's go, you still have relatives at home, I don't want to run away from any of them, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this matter." ”

Seeing this, the chief surnamed Han had to sigh helplessly, said to him to take care, and left quietly.

And Yang Jiu looked at Han Shichang's back and said softly, "You also take care......"

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In the middle of the night, after several days of bloody battles, Yang Jiu was already extremely tired, even though he knew that he still had to stand guard and patrol, but when sleepiness hit, Yang Jiu still couldn't help but doze off. It's not that he wants to neglect his duties, but that he's too tired and sleepy......

However, when everyone fell asleep to varying degrees, Zhang Shihui, Li Erniu, Zhou Tie, Deng Hu, Wang Shijiu and other most elite people under Zhang Shihua's command took advantage of the night to quietly leave the Red Turban Army camp and move towards Zhenyang City not far away.

The number of elite soldiers in this night attack is not large, and the total number is only 200 people, but it is this 200 people, but it is the elite selected by Zhang Shihua, and he dare not say that he can fight ten with one. But one against two, one against three. Zhang Shihua is still a little sure.

Such elites eat meat in the army, and naturally there will be no such disease as night blindness, so the night not only does not affect them, but instead becomes their cover, allowing them to act like a fish in water.

So in the night, Zhang Shihui, dressed in black, led the army to the front, and unknowingly bypassed the northeast wall area, where the enemy was most heavily defended, and quietly turned to the direction near the southwest wall area along the city wall of Zhenyang.

In fact, it is said that with Zhang Shihui's current identity, there is no need to personally lead the night attack, but I don't know if it is because Guo Yu has performed too well in the past two days or because of something else, so that after Zhang Shihua proposed the plan of night attack, Zhang Shihui was the first to stand up and ask for battle.

And Zhang Shihua, who is the eldest brother, naturally knows what kind of character his younger brother is, so although he is worried, he still approves his invitation. After all, if people don't go through experience, it is always difficult to mature, and Zhang Shihua is also somewhat sure of this matter, and it will not be too dangerous.

At this time, let's not talk about these for the time being, just talk about Zhang Shihui now. When Zhang Shihui led the team to touch the southwest wall area where there were very few officers and soldiers, the officers and soldiers defending the city in this place fell asleep one after another. Seeing this, Zhang Shihui turned around and made a gesture to several soldiers holding ropes, and when those soldiers saw this, they nodded and untied the ropes.

After two skillful swings, the five soldiers deftly threw the rope with their hooks up the city wall, causing them to grip the battlements with their light hooks.

The whole operation made a very small sound, so no one noticed it. Seeing this, the five soldiers outside the city pulled the rope to make sure it was firm, and they also attached this short knife to their mouths, and climbed the city wall with the dexterity of monkeys.

After going up the city wall, the five soldiers glanced at each other, one of them made a movement to wipe his neck, and the other four nodded silently when they saw this, and then touched the sleeping officers and soldiers on the city wall.

Covering his mouth from behind with his left hand and slashing the enemy's neck with a knife in his right hand, this action was as skillful as picking vegetables with chopsticks for these five people, and the soldiers guarding the city were killed silently in their sleep.

In less than half an hour, these five ghostly soldiers easily solved the dozen or so guards guarding the city within a hundred meters nearby, and after solving these people, one of these five people immediately made a gesture to Zhang Shihui outside the city.

Zhang Shihui, who was outside the city, saw a black-clothed killer gesturing at him with an "oh" gesture, and immediately waved his hand to Zhou Tie behind him. Seeing this, Zhou Tie and the others immediately asked the soldiers behind them to erect several specially made light long ladders under the city wall.

After the long ladder was erected, these 200 people, under the leadership of Zhang Shihui, quietly went up to the city wall.

On the city wall, when Zhang Shihui saw that all the people had come up, he also drew his sword and shouted: "Soldiers, kill the enemy with me!" ”

"Kill!" The two hundred elite soldiers who didn't need to be disguised suddenly let out an earth-shattering shouting of killing.

At first, they thought that the Red Turban Army outside the city was preparing to attack the city at night, but when they found that the shouting was not outside the city but on the southern city wall, these were surprised by the night.

"Oh no, the Red Turban Army has come in!" This sudden shouting was like a hornet's nest, and the officers and soldiers defending the city, who were already demoralized, suddenly became panicked because of this sentence, and those soldiers who woke up did not even dare to resist, but only knew how to run away with their heads in their hands.

And when they fled, it was like a flood destroying the dam, driving almost all the officers and soldiers on the city wall, and the city wall suddenly fell into chaos, and the sound of shouting and killing, wailing and begging for mercy, and fleeing suddenly resounded throughout the city wall. (To be continued.) )