Li Damu's real name has long been remembered, and even he himself has forgotten.

His big eyes, if they can shine, can be used as the high beams of a car.

These big eyes are enough to make Cheng Yanjin feel inferior.

However, there is one thing that Li Damu cannot compare with Cheng Yanjin. Because the eyes are too big, the eyelids are squeezed so that they can't be closed, and they can't blink, so they can't sell cuteness like Lao Cheng, and they are left to stay.

Ahead, the small city of Lingqiu is already looming.

A little Fang Qu Shuai ran over. "Li Shuai, how do we climb the Lingqiu city wall?"

Li Da's eyes rolled. He didn't think much about the siege.

In the small city of Lingqiu, the wall is no more than a zhang high, and the Yellow Turbans are hidden in the mountains, there are no large siege equipment, not even cloud ladders. Even if there were, it wouldn't be able to pull it on the mountain road.

According to the usual method of the Yellow Turbans, to capture such a small city in Lingqiu, you only need to surround the city, and you can climb the city wall with a human ladder, so why bother.

The Qu Shuai wanted to show his resourcefulness and offered a plan: "We only need to cut down the trunk of a tree that is two feet high, and put it on the city wall as a wooden bridge, and from here, with the courage of my Taiping believers and the protection of the great sages and good teachers, we will be able to break through the small city quickly!" ”

Li Damu's big eyes quickly turned and nodded vigorously. "Good plan! Good plan! Then order your followers to quickly cut down fifty big trees, thinking that they will lead to the bridge! ”

……

It's getting brighter.

On Lingqiu City, Liu Mang and Liu Bowen paid close attention to the movements of the Golden Yu Party.

The Yellow Turban Divisions, a mile away from the small city of Lingqiu, stopped, surrounded Lingqiu from a distance, but were not in a hurry to attack.

Although Liu Mang was the master of the army and had experienced several battles, it was the first time he defended the city.

Looking at the nearly 5,000 yellow turbans densely scattered outside the city, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Seeing that the Golden Remnant Party was only besieging and not attacking, it added to the worry.

"Mr. Liu, has the tactics of the yellow thief changed?"

Their own deployment was all designed according to the Yellow Turban Army's siege of Daixian and the storming of Lingqiu. If the enemy changes its strategy and besieges Lingqiu and storms Daixian, it will be in trouble.

"No, it won't." Liu Bowen watched the enemy's movements quietly, "There are many high-ranking soldiers in Dai County, and the yellow thieves are not sure to attack the ...... quickly."

As he spoke, Liu Bowen pointed in the direction of the foot of the mountain. "Young master, look, the yellow thief is cutting down trees, and he must want to put the trunk on the head of the city as a bridge to lead the siege."

Liu Mang looked at it fixedly, and shouted loudly: "Hua Rong!" ”

……

Qu Shuai, who offered the siege plan, commanded his subordinates to cut down trees, and secretly complained about his suffering.

originally wanted to show it in front of Li Damu, but he didn't expect to take on such an unlucky errand.

Li Damu happily accepted his suggestion, and also "trusted" to hand over the task of cutting down trees and lifting trees.

Cutting down big trees requires skill. The Yellow Turbans had no experience, and they cut down indiscriminately, and the big trees fell and fell down in all directions, and the broad canopy of the trees became a powerful weapon of slaughter, and dozens of Yellow Turbans who cut down trees were killed and stabbed and wounded.

The soldiers were lost before the battle, and the commander who offered the plan shouted bad luck.

However, his bad luck was not over.

Finally cut down enough tree trunks, Li Da's eyes widened, and he gave another order: carry the tree trunks to the edge of the city and build the city wall!

The thick trunk of the tree is extremely heavy, and it takes the strength of a dozen people to lift it.

Hundreds of Yellow Turbans lifted dozens of tree trunks and staggered towards the small city of Lingqiu.

As soon as Li Damu stretched out his hand, four followers carried his blade - the golden tiger head spear!

Li Damu not only has big eyes, but also has a lot of strength. Stretched out his hand to take the chiseled golden tiger head gun, and slammed it into the air!

A few believers next to him, well-trained, immediately shouted loudly: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; Protect the Dharma and slaughter evil spirits! ”

Suddenly, the remnants of the Yellow Turban besieging Lingqiu all shouted. "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; Protect the Dharma and slaughter evil spirits! ”

This mantra-like slogan is like a stimulant. All the Yellow Turbans were excited, shouting slogans, and at the same time surrounded the small city of Lingqiu, which had the potential to drive away evil spirits and crush the small city into powder......

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The soldiers defending the city were already prostrate under the battlements of the city wall, and no one was allowed to move without a military order.

The recruit Doudou was shocked by the momentum of the Yellow Turbans and trembled. "Seven, seven, seven...... I, I, I'm afraid...... Yes...... Ah......h

Mo Xiaoqi closed his eyes hard, he was also nervous!

But Mo Xiaoqi is worthy of the veteran pawn! Although he was nervous, he would never be as frightened as when he first followed the young master Liu Mang, and he peed his pants in fright. "Brother, don't be afraid, remember what Brother Qi said, fight hard, if you don't die, you'll be fine!"

Liu Mang was also nervous.

He clenched his fists, his palms sweaty.

But he didn't move. He knew that as a young master, he was the backbone of the whole army, and he must not show a trace of fear and panic.

The coach is not panicking, and the army is not distracted!

Hua Rong held a longbow in his hand, standing quietly around the young master Liu Mang, a hundred guards and bows, evenly distributed on the city wall in an orderly manner, kneeling on one knee, sideways towards the battlements of the city wall, everyone closed their eyes slightly, and lowered their heads slightly.

This is the long-term training requirement of the Hua brothers and sisters, and the step archers must have the mentality of Mount Tai collapsing in front of them and standing still!

The archers, all calm, just waiting for the order......

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"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand ......"

Inspired by the spell-like slogan, the Yellow Turbans carrying the trunk of the tree seemed to gain extraordinary power,

The thick and heavy trunk seemed to be much lighter, and the Yellow Turbans actually shouted slogans while trotting up and rushing towards the city wall!

Suddenly!

On the city wall of Lingqiu, feathered arrows have been rising into the sky!

"Whew!"

It's a whistle arrow! As the feather arrows rushed higher and higher, the whistle seemed to tear open the canopy of dawn!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Hua Rong was extremely fast, and the whistle arrow was issued, and he immediately opened his bow and arrow. Hua's divine shooting, three arrows in a row, shot out one after another!

Three feathered arrows, each shot at the three teams of leading Yellow Turban thieves carrying tree trunks!

Three screams!

Three thieves swooped to the ground!

The balance is lost, and the heavy trunk falls with a bang, tumbling and crushing!

There was a terrible scream!

"Woo Woo Blah ......"

On the city wall, a hundred steps bow straight waist, in the same posture, open the bow and arrows, a hundred feather arrows, and shoot a salvo of yellow turbans carrying tree trunks!

Dozens of groups of Yellow Turbans carrying tree trunks were in chaos in an instant, and the thick and heavy tree trunks that were originally used to siege the city became a sharp weapon for the Yellow Turban thieves to commit suicide!

Hundreds of yellow thieves were crushed, and more than half of them were killed and injured!

The thief leader Li Damu was holding a golden tiger head spear high, and was supervising the battle behind, he didn't expect that Lingqiu would be so well prepared.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; Those who believe in our religion will not die and live forever! ”

The big gun in Li Damu's hand was raised three times into the air, and thousands of yellow turbans screamed and rushed towards the small city of Lingqiu......