The next day, the rising sun gradually rose, the flags were already fluttering under the city of Guangzong, and the Xiliang and Northern armies were neatly arrayed in the wilderness, and the shouts of the soldiers of the two armies and the sound of horses were mixed together. The three armies raised their spears and spears in their hands, and there was a shout, Dong Zhuo rode from the center of the army, his hands waved, and Li Ru, Li Dao and Guo Yan followed closely.

Dong Zhuo pointed at Guangzong, and said with a smile: "I have tens of millions of tigers and wolves, why worry about a small Guangzong and not break, it's just that today's battle is all obeyed by the words of the military division, and there are defeats and no victories, but you can remember that there are too many casualties among the sons, and today is just a walk-around scene." ”

"We will remember the general's orders." Li Dao and Guo Yan arched their hands on horseback and said.

Dong Zhuo said to Li Ru: "Strategist, can you call the battle now?" “

Li Ru said with a smile: "The morale of the soldiers is high, now is the time to attack the city." “

Dong Zhuo's sword pointed at the city wall, and Li Dao drew his sword and shouted: "Attack, ······." “

The drums shook the sky, rows of archers stepped forward, and the rain of arrows shot towards the city wall, and the huge stones, which were moved by the soldiers to the catapult and constantly adjusted, fell from the sky and smashed to the city, a boulder and a pit, and the dust and smoke were scattered in the air at the head of the city.

Some of the Yellow Turban Army on the head of the city can't dodge the boulder, and are hit by the boulder, and suddenly become meat mud, the living people, keep waving their hands to fan the dust and smoke in front of them, and the corners of their mouths are constantly spitting ashes, and dodge towards the city corner, although fighting has become a habit, but seeing these meat mud, the heart is still a little trembling, the next moment, who dares to guarantee that they can avoid the flying boulder or flying arrows.

Dong Zhuo looked at the city wall, and laughed loudly when he saw this: "I have Xiliang Tiger Ben, why can't I make a contribution, poor Zhang Jiao doesn't know if he can resist such an offensive of the army, if he can break through the city wall so easily, then I really have to think about it, whether I want to get this great merit, I can't give it to others for no reason." "Hehe, if Zhang Jiao only has such means, General Lu Zhi will not confront him for a few months, I think he will also mobilize elite troops, and please don't be careless." Li Ru continued.

Dong Zhuo smiled: "Well, I already know that as soon as the scene is over, the infantry is in front, and the cavalry is broken, I have already arranged it." “

In Guangzong City, Zhang Jiao heard the sound of drums and came to the city with his men and horses, and his heart was full of doubts, the northern army was defeated and retreated a few days ago, and it stands to reason that now should be the time to rest, why are there still people to attack the city now. Standing at the head of the city and looking at it from afar, the pieces of banners with the word Dong written on them turned out to be Dong Zhuo's people.

Zhang Jiao shouted, "Brothers, what is the purpose of the Taiping Holy Sect? It is for the poor people to have food to eat and to plant land, and now the officials and troops are attacking the city again, mutilating our lives, and we are going to take up the weapons in our hands and fight them. "Fight, fight, ······." was instigated by Zhang Jiao's few words, and the Yellow Turban Army at the head of the city immediately recovered its morale.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhiyuan, who was beside Zhang Jiao, shouted: "The Great Liang Heavenly Master is with us, brothers, what are we afraid of?" Immediately let the prepared rolling stones and sassalwoods be put in front of the city, and when the officers and soldiers arrived at the city, they should be given a blow of hatred, and let them see that we are not easy to bully. “

The morale of the Yellow Turban Army was high, and at this moment, they didn't pay attention to the boulders, and busily placed the fire oil and rolling stones and trees that had been prepared long ago in front of the city, waiting for the moment when the officers and soldiers arrived in the city.

Seeing that none of the Yellow Turban troops at the head of the city had come forward, Li Wei now ordered the soldiers to attack the front of the city with the ladder, and a group of warriors under the cover of the archers drove the ladder to the corner of the city and climbed the ladder heroically.

Zhang Jiao drew his sword and shouted: "The oil oil, rolling stones, and sassagers are all smashed down for me······." “

Rolling stones and wood, smashing the warriors of Xiliang who climbed, led people to fall, basins of hot boiling oil, splashed under the city, so that the people who met on the ladder or under the city immediately had a layer of hot bubbles on their bodies, and the hot oil was pervasive, at this moment, the armor could not protect people's lives, and the armor burned. The billowing smoke from under the city makes the smell of burnt human flesh soar to the sky.

Dong Zhuo saw that a large number of people fell in an instant, and his heart ached greatly, this is his own personal soldier! Seeing the tragic deaths one by one, I couldn't help but shudder, and shouted like thunder: "Kill me ······." “

At this moment, no matter what the scene is, human life is like mustard at the moment, killing red eyes on the battlefield, then you can just leave.

The Xiliang army under the city climbed up the ladder regardless of their lives, and the rolling stones, fire oil, stones, and arrows on the top of their heads ······ fell without stopping for a moment, and the corpses under the city were like mountains, and the blood became a small ditch under the city, dyeing the city wall and the earth red.

Li Wei could not see the miserable scene under the thick smoke, but he also heard the tragic shouting, and the archers were not needed at this time, so he pointed to the catapult and ordered the boulder to be released. Because the catapult had already adjusted its angle, Li Dao was not afraid of hurting his own people, and just wanted to smash the Yellow Turban Army on the city wall to death.

Flying stones smashed to the city, was throwing fire oil, rolling stones, and sassal wood to the city, the Yellow Turban Army heard the whistling sound, froze for a moment, and hurriedly smashed all the things in their hands to the city, and the people who had no time to discard were hit by the boulders, and the fire oil, rolling stones, and sassal wood in their hands were all smashed to their own people, at this moment, the screams on the city head sounded, and the people who became the flesh and mud were relieved, but some of the people who were dyed by the fire oil were not dead, but they were unfortunate, and the fire on their bodies screamed in pain, asking for help from the people around them, but who dared to go up to put out the fire.

Zhang Jiao stood up and said ruthlessly: "Brothers, now the officers and soldiers are waiting below, we can't lose the city for them, so that we will all die, the archers will shoot them all, and when the siege is lifted, they will be buried well, listen to my orders, and all hold the city." “

At this moment, the comparison is morale, who has more people, who is not afraid of death, and who retreats first.

Guangzong's Yellow Turban Army, now lacking everything, lack of materials, lack of weapons, lack of armor, but there is no lack of morale, they all have a belief in their hearts, believing that Zhang Jiao can lead them to live a good life, which is stronger than an impregnable city.

The Yellow Turban Army came to the city again at the risk of death, stuck to the head of the city, picked up the oil and rolling stones, and smashed the wood into the city.

Dong Zhuo saw that the corners of his mouth twitched, what was it that made these people fight desperately to the death, so that my army fell under the city like this.

Dong Zhuo is still unclear at this moment about the horror of being brainwashed and building up beliefs, just like modern people who are fooled into pyramid schemes, thinking only about how to pull others to believe in themselves every day, and firmly believe that what they do is a career and can help others succeed. And the moment of the Yellow Turban Army is a reflection of the horror of faith, and everyone stands at the head of the city bravely regardless of life and death.

Li Ru pulled the horse and said: "Lord, we can't attack anymore, our army is now suffering heavy casualties, and if we continue to attack, I'm afraid that we will damage our vitality." "Shut up, isn't the blood of those dead soldiers shed in vain now? I don't believe that a small city can make my Dong Zhuo's army all fall here. "Who is Dong Zhuo? Back then, in Xiliang, it was an invincible person, even the Qiang people had to surrender to the people under their feet, and now they have injured so many people in a city, if it is passed to Xiliang, what face will they have to lead soldiers and horses.

Li Ru begged bitterly: "Lord, didn't we say that it was better than the scene, why are you serious at this moment, how should you complete your great cause after fighting?" “

Dong Zhuo sighed: "Alas! I can't just watch the blood of so many soldiers shed in vain, attack again, and withdraw my troops regardless of success or failure. “

Li Ru knew that no one could persuade Dong Zhuo's order back, so he only prayed that this casualty would be less.