The situation in Guangzong City was very bad, even worse than Wei Yu and the others expected. www.biquge.info I thought that Guangzong's grain and grass would be transported in a steady stream from Julu Nanpi and other places, but now that it is winter, the grain and grass in the two places are still insufficient, so where can Guangzong be taken care of.

In fact, Gwangjong had already become a dead city a few months ago. It is not only the food and water sources that are missing, but also the personalities of the people trapped in Gwangjong Castle.

Who can afford to be trapped in a city with poor resources for a year? In order to supply the army, Zhang Bao does not know how long ago he stopped supplying food to the people. These poor people who were wrapped in yellow scarves have long lost the meaning of life, and there are starvations everywhere, and most of the people who can survive choose to eat Yizi.

A few more depressed outcasts fought for a small piece of rancid bread, and several gangs of men rushed up, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, as if they were not facing their former companions, and those hoes and shovels smashed like rats in the field.

At last a strong outcast snatched the bread, and while the others were still fighting, he had already wrapped the bread in his mouth, and his throat was bulging, and he devoured it without even having time to taste what it tasted like.

But there was one taste he had tasted, and that was death.

The homeless people who reacted were angry for a while, and a slightly sharp instrument had penetrated this person's body, and after a few times, this person had been beaten and fell in a pool of blood, but his face was smiling, because he ate too much food that humans should eat before he died, which was already very rare.

A few undead wanderers sliced the man's belly with knives sharpened from stone, and the green entrails were everywhere, trying to find food that the man had not had time to digest. But more people have begun to drag away the dead bodies of the riots, a moment that many people have been waiting for, and once someone dies, it will inevitably become the food for these people.

Without him, because it has long been circulated in Guangzong City, there are energetic people with fresh flesh and delicious.

A few patrolling Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to be unable to stand the smell of roasted human flesh, but they had to plunge into these piles of displaced people, because Zhang Bao had already ordered that whenever the displaced people in the city had weapons that must be confiscated, the war outside the city was already in full swing, and he could not afford another riot in the city.

"Whoever takes the weapon, hand it over!" The Yellow Turban soldier slashed to death a homeless man who was eating human flesh, his sword pointed at everyone with blood, and his mouth was drunk.

The homeless people just glanced at the Yellow Turban soldiers, and then continued to eat the delicious food in their hands, and no one answered, they had long been numb from life, and in their opinion, death was more important than eating?

The Yellow Turban soldiers continued to slash, and one by one the homeless people fell in a pool of blood, and when they cut down a dozen of them, these homeless people finally couldn't help but stand up, and rushed towards the soldier one by one with weapons that had been hidden for a long time.

The sound of a blunt object entering the flesh was very harsh, and the soldiers were already piercing, and the homeless people dragged the corpse aside, and looked directly at the other soldier who was patrolling.

This kind of riot is based on strength, and these displaced people are able to resist because they have just eaten enough...

This scene continued to be staged in the city, and the Yellow Turban soldiers did not stop fighting with the people they coerced for a moment, and the result can be imagined, the weak bodies of these homeless people could not stop the sharp knives of those Yellow Turban thieves at all.

But for them, being able to eat enough and then die is already a very good result. Even if the food is only sour human flesh, and the human flesh that is energetic doesn't seem to be as delicious as the legend says...

Zhang Bao sat on top of the city tower, he hadn't closed his eyes for many days, as a talented figure among the heavens, earth, and people, Zhang Bao was also a quasi-first-class wise man.

When he received the news that Yuan Shu had taken over the imperial army, he felt that something was wrong, and when he saw Zhang Mancheng appear in Yuan Shu's army, he was already vaguely uneasy. After Wei Yu attacked the city again and again, he already understood that he was not far from the destruction of Guangzong City.

The soldiers have already been consumed too much, if the imperial army comes to attack again, what can they use to resist? What are the coercions used to win the people? Zhang Bao would already have this stupid idea, these people couldn't catch up, and if they were forced to go to the front line, they would not hesitate to hit their own soldiers' knives.

They didn't have enough to eat, they weren't afraid of death at all, and threatened them with knives, just as they wished.

"General Huidigong, the riot in the city has just been quelled."

Zhang Bao looked up at Yan Zheng, one of his only remaining generals, and nodded. These days, it is quite difficult to fight against the Han army on the one hand, and suppress the riots in Guangzong City on the other.

Just about to say something to comfort Yan Zheng, but in the next second, his afterglow seemed to be aimed at a speeding shock.

When the distance was closer, Zhang Bao finally discovered that the so-called Jinghong was an arrow, and the target of that arrow was Yan Zheng.

The word "careful" is always stuck in the throat, and it is too late to spit it out. A bloody arrow flew into the air, and the deadly arrow went straight to the temple on the side of the strict government, and poked out from the other side.

The strength was so great that Yan Zheng was nailed to the top of the cover building, and the arrow in the wind and snow was like a bamboo pole, and Yan Zheng's corpse was like a bedding drying on it, constantly swaying.

"Siege!"

The loud shouts were already legendary, and Zhang Bao suddenly got up, only to find that the city tower was all black. The sound of the ladder on the tower sounded in his ears, and the vibration from the soles of his feet was simply a constant bombardment of the city gates on all sides.

There was another rain of arrows under the city tower, and the circle of white lightning was like a thin belt that tightened the shell of Guangzong, the king of the eight kings.

The tall corner tower approached the city tower without limit, under the cover of a large number of arrows, the Yellow Turban soldiers couldn't poke their heads out at all, and when they got closer, Ji Ling Xu Huang had already jumped to the city tower with a strong step, and the big axe and the three-pointed two-edged knife opened the bow left and right, and they killed a piece of the world.

Li Tong, a man who was not afraid of death, had already climbed up through the ladder, he held the short knife in his mouth, grabbed the spear of a Yellow Turban soldier and rushed to kill in a straight line, trying to use a large area of attack to tear up a large space for the ladder troops behind him.

When Xu Zhu the second leaked his head from the ladder, it meant that there would be a massacre. The moment he jumped onto the city tower, he only felt that a radius of several meters was trembling. Xu Zhu laughed loudly, and a big hand had already grabbed a Yellow Turban soldier, rounded his arm and threw the unlucky Yellow Turban soldier off the city tower like a shot put. Then the giant hand picked up the long knife inserted into the stone brick and began to slash and slash.

Huang Zhong slowly took off the round object that he was carrying on one eye, and bowed down to Wei Yu to return to his life.

Wei Yu dismounted and patted Huang Zhong on the shoulder, he was very satisfied with the effect of shooting Yan Zheng with an arrow just now, and immediately asked, "What does General Huang think of this sniper scope?" ”

When Huang Zhong heard this, he understood the name of this round object, this thing could magnify its vision in a large area, and it was by it that he could see Yan Zheng's figure in five hundred steps in the heavy snow just now.

"This is a sacred object, and the archers must also have it."

"Hahaha." Wei Yu laughed, "General Huang also feels the same way, it seems that my efforts have not been in vain. ”

Looking at Huang Wudie's pouting appearance beside her, Wei Yu could only take out an identical sniper scope from his sleeve and hand it to her, the little girl was already having fun because of new things.

Crystals are still relatively difficult to find, Wei Yu got such a piece of crystal by accident, the so-called sniper scope is like a telescope, as long as the crystal is polished smooth, it is not difficult to make.

The experiment on Huang Zhong's body has been successful, and he has already begun to look for crystal mines, and then match them with one for the Shenbow Battalion, and his combat effectiveness is definitely greatly improved.

A few hours had passed since the battle, Wei Yu took out a little tight binoculars and looked at the city tower, and found that the Han flag had been planted on it, and his heart was finally relieved, he knew that Guangzong, who had delayed the imperial army for a year, had finally been defeated.

Sure enough, an eagle wolf guard had already knelt down in front of Wei Yu, and said: "Back to the military division, Guangzong has taken it, but Zhang Bao refuses to be restrained, and he has to shout to see the military division." ”

When Wei Yu saw Zhang Bao, he was already a critic, he was not wearing armor today, but a yellow robe, standing on the city wall with a long sword in his hand, with this heavy snow, he also had a bit of a poignant appearance.

"Zhang Bao, I'm Wei Yu, what do you want to see me?"

Wei Yule listened to the shocking snow, held a feather fan to block the wind and snow in front of him, and asked loudly.

Zhang Bao's gaze had shifted from Zhang Mancheng to Wei Yu, but his eyes seemed to have become sharper.

"You're the Weiyu? It's really young, but it's a pity that he is talented but loyal to this sanctimonious dog court! ”

"Traitors don't have to be reasonable, I'm an official, you're a thief or don't say more, how can the five hundred years of elegance of the Han Dynasty be blasphemous?"

Zhang Bao suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was so miserable.

"Five hundred years of elegance, hahaha, what a five hundred years of elegance." Zhang Bao's eyes sharpened, "Hugh wants to say good things about the dog court again, you don't believe these yourself!" ”

After Zhang Bao finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand leaned on his neck.

"It's a pity that I, Zhang Bao, can't see that peaceful and prosperous world again." With a sudden force on his wrist, a bloody arrow quickly overflowed from his neck, but when it touched the cold weather, it immediately solidified again.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be... Stand! ”

Zhang Bao has no life, like a broken kite planted under the Guangzong City Tower, bringing only smoke and dust, and taking away only his unwillingness...