Within a few days, in the northwest of Dongming County, the Han army went out day and night, building a dam to block the Yellow River while digging a river channel through Dongming County. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the day, Zhang Fei took 50 soldiers to train in Zuoshan, and the dragon saw the head but not the tail.

The next day, Guan Yu and Yu Ban led the troops and horses to Dongming County, and launched several waves of offensives, and then retreated to the higher Liangwang Terrace five miles northeast of Dongming County to set up camp.

Liang Wangtai is the point of Peng Yue, the king of Liang in the early Western Han Dynasty.

Peng Yue once gathered troops in Dingtao, Juye, and Jinxiang to resist the tyrannical Qin. At the beginning, he was feathered, and then he returned to Liu Bang. In the anti-Qin war, he has repeatedly performed miraculous feats. After Xiang Yu Wujiang killed himself. Liu Bang named him the king of Liang, built the Liang country, and set the Tao. After Liu Bang became emperor, he was afraid that the meritorious princes would rebel. Under the conspiracy and planning of Empress Lu, he carried out a large-scale killing. Soon after Empress Lü killed Han Xin, she accused Peng Yue of rebellion, and Liu Bang killed him and razed his three clans.

"The birds are all gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooking." The people of Dingtao were deeply sympathetic to Peng Yue's tragic experience, and built a temple and a monument on the platform at the point where he raised troops against Qin to mourn.

That night, the lights under the stage of King Liang were bright, and a famous Han sergeant was shirtless, cutting down rough logs and drying them to make siege equipment.

Approaching the third watch, the dawn of dawn was covered by dark clouds, the north wind was dashing, and the raindrops of Douding fell from the sky, Guan Yu, Yu Ban, and Zhang Fei looked up in the rain in armor.

"Damn, it's raining so hard," Zhang Fei wiped a handful of the rain that hit his cheek, turned his head and said, "How about big brother, do you want to break the embankment." ”

"Decided," Guan Yu stroked his beautiful beard covered with waterdrops, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and muttered to himself, "This is not a good time." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Fei was surprised. Then, Guan Yu said to the guards behind him, "Beat the drum and inform the military marquis, Qu, and Tun to discuss the matter." ”

"Whoa," the two guards turned away.

After a while, twenty people, along with the military marquis and the tun chief, gathered in the big tent.

In the big tent, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei stood side by side, and Guan Yu, who was wearing a parrot green robe, said loudly, "Everything is according to the original plan, and now I will retreat to the high ground with all the troops and wait for orders." ”

"Whoa."

"Loose tent," Guan Yu said with a wave of his hand.

After a period of intense drumming, an hour later, the embankment of the Bishui River was broken, and the surging flood poured into the channel of the Bishui River from both sides of the Yellow River, running through it from north to south in a posture of pouring thousands of miles, impacting the northern city wall of Dongming County.

At the head of the city in the north of Dongming County, in the eyes of the guards of the city, the yellow water waves that are half a city wall high are slapping fiercely on the city wall made of rammed earth, and its momentum is thrilling.

At the head of the city, Zhao Li, a thin man in a yellow scarf wearing chain mail and hiding behind the women's wall, wiped the rain on his cheeks and scolded, "Straight lady thief, why did the river of Bishui River skyrocket so much." ”

In the rain, Zhao Li, who was soaked in rain, said to a Yellow Turban soldier, "Zhao Yan, let Lao Tzu look at it here." ”

"Yes, Qu Shuai," Zhao Yan froze.

"Well," Qu Shuai nodded, then twisted his eyebrows, and muttered, Lao Tzu under the rain felt a little uncomfortable, Zhao Yan, Lao Tzu went back to rest first, and sent someone to report to Lao Tzu in time if there was anything. ”

"Don't worry, Qu Shuai, I know this." Zhao Yan patted his chest, swore an oath, a smile appeared on his face, and pointed to the top of his head, "Besides, this rain is so heavy, the Han army can still attack the city again." ”

"Bird", Qu Shuai looked disdainful, "What kind of city can he attack in this broken weather, he can't send him to death, hahaha." ”

Half an hour later, the water level in Dongming County increased, and the dark clouds on the sky were still dense, and the torrential rain poured down, as if to wash away the sins of the world.

"My lord, the flood has spread to the city, and the water level is rising, and it is no longer half of the body."

"Got it," Zhao Yan waved his hand impatiently, a pair of thick eyebrows twisted, looking at the flood outside the city.

"Report", a yellow turban soldier quickly kicked the city wall ladder up, came to Zhao Yan's body, bowed down and solemnized, "Your Excellency, the granary in the east of the city was washed by the flood, and a large amount of grain and grass was soaked in the water. ”

"What," Zhao Yan grabbed the collar of the Yellow Turban soldier, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"What about the grain and grass, how is the grain and grass now?" Zhao Yan had anger on his face and roared at the Yellow Turban soldiers.

"My lord, the grain and grass, the grain and grass have been rescued," the Yellow Turban soldier shrank his head in fright.

When Zhao Yan heard this, his face softened, his hands shook, and the Yellow Turban soldier staggered back a few steps. Then, the Yellow Turban soldier bowed his body and said stubbornly, "However, the grain and grass were flooded by the flood, and one-third of the grain and grass in the city was lost. ”

"One-third, damn it," Zhao Yan raised his voice, anger hanging back on his face, "What are you guys eating, don't you know how to send a lot of water to transfer grain and grass?" ”

"My lords, the little ones moved immediately, but the water was menacing, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they were half full." The Yellow Turban soldier glanced at Zhao Yan cautiously and said with a wince.

"Get out of the attic," Zhao Yan said in a thick Hebei dialect, his hands crossed at his waist, and the anger on his face was still unsubsidy. The Yellow Turban soldier nodded and obediently stayed in the corner.

After a few hours, the wind and rain stopped, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and at this time, Dongming County seemed to become a dilapidated water country, and the city wall reinforced by rammed earth in the east rumbled and collapsed.

On the platform of King Liang, the Han soldiers took advantage of the rain to stop, and under the strict orders of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, they gnawed dry food and water into their stomachs, and after eating and drinking, they closed their eyes and rested in the newly built simple tent.

At the head of the city, Zhao Yan ordered people to hurry up to repair the gap in the city wall that was made by the flood.

On the third day, when the flood receded, the Han soldiers carried the ladder and stepped on the muddy ground to attack the broken city wall of Dongming County after a bell and drum sounded.

"His grandmother's, if he doesn't take the city wall now, it will be really evil." Zhang Fei rode on the back of the black dragon, looked at the broken city wall, and cursed.

"Block, block it for Lao Tzu," At the head of the city, Zhao Yan personally guarded the broken city wall, while directing the Yellow Turban soldiers to lean on both ends of the broken city wall, sniping at the offensive of the Han army.

In the turn of time, the Han army and the Yellow Turban soldiers fought on the broken city wall for half an hour, and both sides were injured.

"Give the order to push me out of the ballista and aim it at the defenders of the broken wall."

"Huh," Zhang Fei flicked his horse's head and rode his horse to give the order to the crossbowmen who were hiding behind.

"His grandmother's, let Zhao Yan must guard the gap for Lao Tzu, and the reinforcements will arrive soon." Zhao Li's sideburns were dripping with cold sweat, clenching his fists, and roaring in a hiss.

"Yes, Qu Shuai," the Yellow Turban soldier led the order and hurried towards Zhao Yan.

Half a mile from the broken city wall, the Han army launched three simple ballistas in front of the battle. Then, each of the nine big men carried a few half-zhang long crossbow arrows behind the ballista, and quickly filled the crossbow arrows into the trap box on the ballista cart.

There was a click, two big men pressed the crossbow cart left and right, a big man drank the crossbow string of the lieutenant to pull back, the string became a full moon, the Han sergeant clenched his steel teeth, the forehead horns of the green tendons rose straight up, his arms bulged, and the green tendons were like dragons, hovering above the arms of the big man.

"Going," the three big men hissed and shouted, the feathers of the crossbow arrows trembled, and the sound of a sonic storm was drawn out, and in an instant, they passed through the heavy Han soldiers and hit the Yellow Turban soldiers who were fighting with the Han army on the broken city wall. In an instant, the crossbow bolt was nailed to the inside of the city wall a few feet away.

After several waves in a row, the ballista rattled, and behind the ballista, several big men with faces as white as paper, their arms trembling unnaturally.

At this time, Zhang Fei jumped off the back of the black dragon, grabbed a big man aside, and roared, "It's all far away from Lao Tzu, don't get close." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fei looked at the broken city wall in the distance, ripped open the crossbow string, and pulled the crossbow string with ten stones behind one arm. At this time, there was a rattling sound from the ballista, Zhang Fei frowned, and immediately showed a pale white airflow in his palm, and the airflow quickly flowed along the crossbow string to the crossbow arrow.

The arrow was in the full moon, and there was an overwhelming rattling sound from the ballista, Zhang Fei immediately pressed down slightly with one arm, and his fingers buckled the bowstring at the feather in a clockwise direction twice.

With a "boom", there was a rattling sound from the ballista, and debris flew everywhere, some of which shot at Zhang Fei, who was wearing Tang Ni's Xuanjia.

At this time, the crossbow arrow in Zhang Fei's hand had already shot out at the moment before the ballista exploded. The crossbow arrows were driven by the spiral strength and Zhang Fei's internal force, like lightning cutting through the air, the first moment was still in front of everyone's eyes, and the next moment it appeared on the city's head, with the sound of gold and iron, the half-zhang long crossbow arrow was nailed to the broken city wall, and exploded with a bang, and the city wall rubble flew wildly, like a hidden weapon, shooting in all directions, causing the yellow turban soldiers on the city wall to fall on the wall and howl in the screams.

At the next moment when the ballista shattered, Zhang Fei couldn't care about his embarrassed body, and immediately operated the other two ballistas, concocted them in the same way, and used crossbow arrows to launch a devastating blow to the broken city wall.

When all the ballistas were destroyed, the fearless Han army rushed to the broken city wall, brandishing the ring head knife and fighting the Yellow Turban soldiers.

In a short time, the Han army laid a bridgehead on the broken city wall, and a steady stream of Han soldiers crossed the ladder and climbed the city wall, and the tearing hole became bigger and bigger.

An hour later, the eastern city wall completely fell, and at this time, the north gate was wide open, and Zhao Li, the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu, fled north with a group of cronies and his cousin Zhao Yan.

After Yu, the Yellow Turban soldiers who lost the command of the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai threw down their weapons and surrendered, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei led their troops to enter from the main gate of Dongming County.

Twenty miles east of Dongming County, on the pipeline near Taoqiu Pavilion, Yu Ban led 800 elite soldiers to rush out of the mountains and forests on both sides, and unexpectedly surrounded the Yellow Turban soldiers who came to the rescue on the order of Li Damu, the commander of the Yanzhou Canal, in the trap near Taoqiu Pavilion.

Half an hour later, 3,000 Yellow Turban soldiers were routed by Yu Ban, and only a few escaped.