Jingzhou, Xi'e City, Nanyang County, the Han army launched the last wave of offensive, and the offensive was in full swing. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

After the siege of the city for more than half an hour, Sun Jian, who was known as the Tiger of Jiangdong, led a thousand elite soldiers to rush to the city of Xi'e with a family heirloom ancient ingot knife in his hand.

Under the city of Xi'e, in the shield array of the Han army, Sun Jian, who had a wide denomination and a tiger's body and a bear's waist, immediately let the shield array spread out an opening, and he touched the cloud ladder with one hand from outside the scattered opening.

Under the cloud ladder, Sun Jian bit the ancient ingot knife in his mouth, and looked up at the three-zhang high city wall, his eyes flashing. The next moment, Sun Jian was as agile as an ape, and he climbed the cloud ladder in three or two, looking at the sassal wood and rolling stones that fell from the top of his head, Sun Jian flashed and moved on the cloud ladder from time to time to avoid the crisis falling from the sky.

"Huh," a sharp hiss pressed the air, and Sun Jian didn't want to turn sideways and hook the edge of the ladder with one foot. At this time, a huge falling rock smashed down the shield array under the cloud ladder, which made Sun Jian feel palpitations for a while, but fortunately, he was agile and quick to dodge.

"Kick, kick," there was a crisp tapping sound, and Sun Jian held his breath and quickly climbed to two-thirds of the way up the ladder. At this time, Sun Jian had faintly heard the voice of the yellow turban guards behind the female wall.

On the women's wall, seeing Sun Jian jump to two feet of the city wall in a few breaths, the Yellow Turban guards of the city shouted anxiously in a sharp voice, "Quick, smash him down, smash him down." ”

Facing the urgency and uneasiness of the Yellow Turban soldiers defending the city, Sun Jian was holding back a breath in his heart, and this kind of holding his head tied to the waistband of his trousers made him very unhappy.

Suddenly, Sun Jian stepped on the ladder with one foot, lifted his breath, and his body crossed the city wall with only about one zhang left like a roc spreading its wings.

Above the women's wall, the ancient ingot knife in Sun Jian's mouth had appeared in his hand at some point, and at the moment, his wrist was repeated, and the knife flowers were pulled out, and the yellow turban soldier who raised the sassaga and wanted to smash it down immediately rushed out of his throat with a pillar of blood. "Bang," the sassal wood smashed firmly on the foreheads of several yellow turbans under the weak support.

"Kill", at this time, the yellow turban guards on the female wall found that Sun Jian, who was as fierce as a tiger, jumped into the horse road, and the leading Wu Chang didn't have time to think about it, he only knew that he wanted to drive the Han army in front of him off the city, otherwise the troublesome soldiers would have tens of thousands of robes in the city.

Facing the rushing Yellow Turban guards, the ancient ingot knife in Sun Jian's hand was raised, and in a burst of bells, the weapons in the hands of the Yellow Turban guards were broken into two. Suddenly, the small horse road was cleared by Sun Jian.

After a moment of effort, the ladder climbed by Sun Jian climbed to the second, and the third Han sergeant jumped on the pheasant (zhidie) moat and jumped into the Yellow Turban crowd, and then fought with Sun Jian against the defenders at the head of the city, expanding the battle circle.

Outside the city, on the nest car, the town thief Zhonglang looked at the brave figure on the city of Xi'e by the railing, and said to Qin Jie, the Nanyang sun, and Xu Xuan, the assassin of Jingzhou, who were standing left and right, "Sun Wentai really deserves the name of the Jiangdong Tiger, and he is brave and abnormal. ”

"Zhu Zhonglang, you are one less person," beside him, Nanyang Taishou Qin Jie's beard chuckled.

"Oh," Zhu Jun said with a strange gaze, "At the beginning, you said that Ben would omit one person, then you would say who, Ben would omit." ”

Qin Jie said, "My wife and nephew, the former Sima Yang Cheng." ”

"Wife and nephew," Zhu Jun's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his tone immediately became a little harsh, "At the beginning, what is this person's ability, but he is in his position and incompetent." ”

"Haha," Qin Jie looked confident, "Lord Zhonglang can rest assured, I also know that Lord Zhonglang can't rub sand in his eyes; If the wife and nephew in Xia did not have some courage, he dared to let him be promoted from an ordinary soldier to the position of former Sima step by step. ”

"Oh", Zhu Jun listened to Qin Jie's explanation, and then his face softened, only to listen to Qin Jie and said, "In ancient times, Qi Xi did not avoid relatives, and today I Qin Jie recommended his wife and nephew Yang Cheng, whose bravery is no longer under the Jiangdong Tiger, and deserves to be a white tiger in Jingzhou." ”

"Exactly," on the right, Xu Xuan, the assassin of Jingzhou, echoed, "Yang Cheng has also seen this son, he is about sixteen years old, his appearance is dignified, his posture is strong, his waist is wolf-bellied, and he is born with divine power, he is an unborn fierce general." ”

"Oh," Zhu Jun became interested at the moment, "Chu Qi, Meng Yu, bring it to the general later to see if there is a fierce general that the two of you are talking about." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say," Qin Jie said with a smile, suddenly, Qin Jie exclaimed, "Zhu Zhonglang, you see, my wife and nephew in white robes have also climbed the city tower," he said, pointing to a cloud ladder at the west gate of Xi'e City.

Zhu Jun looked in the direction of Qin Jie's finger, and saw that on the pheasant, a white-robed young general climbed over the female wall and crashed into the yellow turban guards.

In a few breaths, the yellow turban guard rushed towards the white-robed young general. At that moment, Zhu Jun saw the white-robed young general waving the ring knife in his hand, and the big heads rose to the sky, and they rose like a tiger into a flock of sheep to kill the yellow turban guards on the road at the pass.

"Okay," Zhu Jun looked at it and struck each other with both palms, "Qin Chuqi, Qin Chuqi, I didn't expect that there would be another Jingzhou Tiger in the army, it's really fortunate." ”

The next moment, Zhu Jun pulled out the saber hanging from his waist, and pointed his sword at Xi'e Dao, "Order, all-out siege of the city, you can't let go of a yellow scarf." After a pause, Zhu Junsen said coldly, "Don't take prisoners, kill them all." ”

The guards standing beside the three of them immediately shouted at the top of their voices, "Daxu has issued an order, and the city will be fully attacked, and no chickens and dogs will be left." ”

Immediately, on another three-zhang high nest car, a stout Han sergeant shook the rectangular Daxu in his hand. Suddenly, in the camp of the Han army, the dull drum began to become vigorous and exciting, and one by one the Han soldiers listened to the drum, their blood boiled, and they roared, all of them were like tigers out of the gate, and pounced on Xi Echeng.

At the juncture, the tigers who came out of the gate at both ends went to the east and west to the city gate tower. However, the two of them fought hard with a team of Han soldiers still did not deter the Yellow Turban defenders, and there was still a steady stream of Yellow Turbans rushing to the juncture. And all this was caused by the fact that the real thief Zhonglang did not take Zhu Jun prisoner. At the beginning of Wancheng, Han Zhong, the commander of the Yellow Turban, deliberately led more than 100,000 Yellow Turbans to surrender, but Zhu Jun rejected Han Zhong's opportunity to surrender with a fluttering sentence, and cut off the last ray of life of the Yellow Turban.

A few days ago, Sun Xia, the new marshal who fled to Western Hubei, has mobilized more than 100,000 troops left and left, "Anyway, the left and right are also dead, desperately killing a Han army is enough, desperately killing two Han troops will earn one, with this belief, the Yellow Turban Army in the city of Western Hubei has the same hatred of the enemy, and the combat power has burst out to the front, and the battle will not retreat, and it has the spirit of a hundred battles.

However, in the past eight months, the Jingzhou Yellow Turban has eaten all the food looted from Nanyang County, after all, tens of thousands of mouths can eat thousands of stones a day, not to mention that in the past three months, the Han army has been blocked in Wancheng, basically sitting on the empty mountain, and now fleeing to Xi'e City, there is no food enough, how much strength to fight; In addition, there are hundreds of thousands of people in Jingzhou's yellow scarves, old and weak, women and children, and there is a serious shortage of armor equipment, in addition to the major canal marshals and guards equipped with leather armor ring knives, only a small number of light armor equipment, most of the yellow scarves are holding wooden sticks, hoes, kitchen knives or bamboo halberds, wooden guns and other things as weapons.