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In an instant, all the light of the sky was buried, and the black pressure was covered above the sky, like a northern mountain suspended overhead, and the pressure was extremely low, close at hand, and it could fall down at any time.

A strong sense of oppression, horizontal pressure, a steady stream of attack into the hearts of the soldiers, the pressure of the soldiers chest, difficult to breathe, one by one trembling difficult to stand.

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings."

Liu Bian looked up at the dancing and tumbling clouds, muttered a word, and then inhaled a breath of cold wind that was cold to the bone, trying to calm the uneasiness in his heart, but it had no effect, but made the cold body more and more cold.

"Knock-"

Suddenly, the tall city wall began to tremble, and the huge roar of the landslide and the ground cracked violently in the lonely snowfield, as if thousands of thunderbolts burst together, and like a million troops rushing to kill.

Under the oscillation of this huge roar, all the soldiers were dizzy, and their eyes were full of stars, and as the sound got closer and closer, it became louder and louder, and the ear holes, nostrils, and even the corners of the eyes were all shocked out of bloodshots.

It didn't take long for the wisps of blood to turn into gushing bloodstreams, killing nearly a thousand people on the spot.

Liu Bian was trying his best to suppress his violently beating heart, and in an instant, a vast and boundless yellow tide, no, it should be a yellow sea, surging madly from all directions.

As far as the eye can see, there are dense yellow crowds, and the vast white snowfields seem to have turned into thousands of miles of Gobi with yellow sand.

The wind roared, the dust flew, and from a distance, it was like countless desert tornadoes, carrying endless yellow sand sweeping in, and everywhere was gray.

Suddenly, in the rolling sky, tens of millions of ghost crows flew in, and the subtle sound of wings flapping converged into the sound of tens of thousands of six-winged Kuilong soaring into the sky, the sound was like a collapse in the sky, and the ghost cried and howled.

The pair of scarlet eyes emitted a great greedy light, and the fiery death looked at the soldiers on the city tower, making the already terrified soldiers even more terrifying.

"Run away, a million troops have been killed."

"Brothers, the Great Liang Immortal Master has come to rescue us."

"Kill the Great Han soldiers, respond... Ahh

Liu Yan's vision was suddenly a little blurry, just because countless beads of sweat the size of soybeans rushed down from his forehead, covering his eyes.

But he didn't care, or didn't have time to care about all this, he suddenly waved the Xuantie halberd in his hand, killed a rebellious Yellow Turban thief, and shouted: "The emperor's soldiers are in battle, but if anyone dares to rebel, they will be killed immediately." ”

"Puff-"

The sound of spears piercing through flesh was undulating, and a fanatical Yellow Turban captive died tragically under the sharp spears, and before the battle began, nearly two thousand more people died.

The noisy and noisy Yellow Turban captives peeked at the cold and shining spears behind them, and their restless hearts immediately died down, trembling and holding the ten-forged spears, looking at the boundless Yellow Turban army in horror.

After Gan Ning inspected the precautions of the various city walls, he carried a big knife, walked towards the south city wall, and suddenly, he was shocked by the earth-shaking roar, his wild face flashed a trace of solemnity, and his body danced with waves, turning into a blue streamer, and rushed to the south city wall.

At this moment, Ji Ling, who had an extremely serious expression, met him.

The moment Ji Ling touched Gan Ning, the seriousness on his face became even worse, and he said heavily: "I didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly." ”

Gan Ning didn't speak, waved his arm lightly, and hurried to the southern city wall at a faster speed, and the dragon-shaped true qi that Ji Ling burst out of was also increased a lot, and the two of them rushed towards it at a gallop.

A quarter of an hour later, Gan Ning and Ji Ling arrived at the southern city wall, only to see Liu Yan and the two national soldiers, with heavy faces and no idea what they were talking about.

Liu Wei wiped the gurgling sweat, stared at the boundless army of yellow turbans, and said in a deep voice: "The two of you have a way to deal with it." ”

Xu Shu and Xi Zhicai glanced at each other, a trace of bitterness rose on their cheeks, and they sighed: "It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the number of enemies is too much." ”

"In addition, our soldiers are really loyal to the death, but there are only 5,000 people, and the rest of the soldiers of the rebel battalion are all some Yellow Turban prisoners, the lord has just seen it, and he has not started to fight, and he has already begun to rebel."

Xi Zhicai's face was also extremely unsightly, gloomy and comparable to a black ghost crow, and coughed lightly: "Cough... Cough... Xu Shu was right, the number of Yellow Turban soldiers far exceeded our estimates, at least 400,000. ”

"Ahem... Cough... 5,000 against 400,000, and you have to worry about your own rebellion at all times, and there is no possibility of winning. ”

Xu Shu glanced back, Liu Wei spent a lot of effort to accumulate some family funds, quickly stroked Peiyu with his palm, and after a rapid '呤呑' sound, his face struggled and said: "It's really not good, give up Yangcheng and retreat towards Luoyang." ”

Liu Bian thought that the time before someone entered Beijing was imminent, and the Yellow Turban Rebellion was his only chance to change his fate.

Once he gives up, not only his life is difficult to protect, but his mother, uncle and others are also short in life, Liu Bian stared deeply at the Yellow Turban Army, and said firmly: "No need, fight to the last soldier." ”

The cold wind howled, the tone was sonorous, and this firm word, along with the bitter wind, reached everyone's ears together, like a heavenly emperor's pardon, making everyone flood with stormy hearts and return to calm again.

"Haha." Gan Ning laughed wildly, contemptuous of the Yellow Turban army that could not be seen, and said wildly: "Lord, I will lead the Jinfan crossbowmen to get the head of that great good immortal master for you." ”

When Liu Wei and the others heard this arrogant remark, they looked back with disdain, and when they saw that the person who came was Gan Ning, the disdain in their hearts instantly turned into admiration.

Xu Shu's warm gaze wandered on Gan Ning and Ji Ling, and after three breaths, he caressed the action of 'Ding Yu' Peiyu, suddenly stopped, and said with an elegant smile: "Lord, our hope for breaking the situation lies in General Gan and General Ji." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at Xu Shu in unison, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

Xu Shu's right hand pointed to the Yellow Turban Army attacking Haohao, and said elegantly: "The number of Yellow Army thieves is indeed too large, but most of them are newly developed believers. ”

"Among them, there will be no more than 100,000 fanatical believers who are truly loyal to Zhang Jiao and others."

Speaking of this, Xu Shu suddenly asked rhetorically: "Lord, what is the advantage of the Jinfan crossbowman?" ”

"Wave repeater." Liu Wei said tentatively, seeing Xu Shu shaking his head slightly, he thought for a moment and said again: "Excellent riding skills, and the big Wan good horse under the crotch?" ”

Hearing this, Xi Zhicai's gloomy face instantly dispersed, and he chuckled: "Cough... Cough... Yuan Zhi is worthy of being a national soldier who is good at tactics, and with this strategy, it is enough to make up for the gap in numbers between the two sides. ”