The swarming Yellow Turbans lifted their heavy trunks again.

There were no siege machines, and only by putting the trunk of a tree on the wall could you rush up.

"Woo Woo ......"

Another rain of arrows!

The Yellow Turbans who carried the trunks of the trees moved slowly, and once again became the target of the archers of the city's marches.

The heavy trunk rolled down again, killing and injuring the Yellow Turbans.

"Climb the city!"

The "clever plan" offered by the commander was not only ineffective, but became a trap. Li Damu was anxious, held his big gun high, and issued an order to attack.

The Yellow Turbans braved the rain of arrows to rush to the city and set up a human ladder.

Although the ladder is convenient, in order to maintain balance, the Yellow Turbans at the top have to hold on to the city wall, unable to wave weapons to attack and resist, and can only become a live target for the defenders of the city.

The defenders of the city, raising their spears, poked the yellow turbans who had just probed down the city......

Wails and shouts echoed through the valley.

Hundreds of yellow turban corpses streaked across the city......

……

The siege has been going on for nearly two hours.

The first attack, attempting to use the trunk as a bridge to attack the city wall, ended in a crushing defeat.

The second attack, using the most primitive and clumsy method, climbed the city wall with a human ladder, also ended in failure.

The Yellow Turban Thieves had no effective siege equipment, and their command was extremely chaotic, with nearly 1,000 casualties and extremely heavy losses.

The Yellow Turban Thief temporarily retreated half a mile away to rest.

At the head of Lingqiu City, the losses of the defenders were not small.

The thief army climbed the city wall, although the defenders had a condescending advantage, but there were too many thieves, and some of the thieves still climbed the city wall.

The defenders fought desperately, and although they annihilated all the thieves who rushed up, their own side also paid the price of dozens of casualties.

There were only 400 defenders in the city, and if the thieves launched a few more attacks, the city would eventually have no troops to defend against the enemy.

Looking at the dead and injured brothers, Liu Mang was a little breathless. "Mr. Liu, take advantage of the enemy's rest and send a signal, right?"

"Nope." Liu Bowen twisted his beard and made a relaxed appearance, but he was also a little nervous.

The ambush soldiers favored by Su Dingfang outside the city could not easily attack, and they had to wait until the most critical moment to deal a fatal blow to the thief army.

"Young master, although the thief army attacked the city twice without success, although its military heart was moved, it was not a chance to break the enemy. If an ambush is dispatched at this time, the heart of the thief army is not broken, and our army will suffer heavy casualties. Wait a minute......"

In the past six months, Liu Mang has read a lot of books, and he also knows the truth of "one drum and then three declines and three exhaustions", but can the little Lingqiu City block the third attack of the thief army?

Liu Bowen felt that the confidence of the young master Liu Mang fluctuated, walked into Liu Mang, and said in a low voice: "The young master is the master of the army, the soul of the army, the young master is not moving like a mountain, then the spirit hill is as solid as a rock." ”

Although Liu Bowen's voice was small, the words were like a hammer, striking on Liu Mang's heart.

Liu Mang pressed his hands on the battlement, and under the city, the corpse of the yellow scarf was displayed horizontally, like a bloody picture. Liu Mang's eyebrows were furrowed, and his slender eyes narrowed into a slit......

……

Li Damu was furious.

After two consecutive attacks, only nearly a thousand corpses were thrown outside Lingqiu City, and Lingqiu Town stood still.

This is too damaging to the name of the Taiping Holy Path, and too much to the morale of the great sages and good teachers.

The surrounding Yellow Turbans whispered while tending to their injuries, and some sighed in frustration......

Li Damu has experienced too many battles, and he understands that if the next siege fails again, and the myth of "great sages and good teachers, protect the believers" is broken again, then the faith of the surrounding believers will completely collapse, and it is almost impossible to gather people's hearts again.

The killer must be revealed!

It must be done!

Li Damu finally made up his mind! yelled: "Great sage and good teacher, where is the Wei Dao Immortal!" ”

As soon as Li Damu said this, the Yellow Turban believers were all solemn.

Zhang Jiao, a great sage and good teacher, led the crowd to rise up, and at the beginning, he was invincible.

According to legend, Zhang Jiao had 3,000 faithful believers around him, named "Wei Dao Xiancong". These 3,000 disciples have pious beliefs, have been personally passed down by the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao, are proficient in the essentials of the Taiping Dao, and have the ability to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and not to invade demons.

It's just that few people have seen this legendary team.

Li Damu actually controls the "Wei Dao Immortal"?

"Buzz ......"

A low chant came from the woods.

Under the puzzled and expectant gaze of the Yellow Turban believers, a team slowly walked out of the mountains and forests.

Although there were not 3,000 people in this team, there were more than 300 people. Each of them is a strong man, with a yellow scarf on his head, naked and naked, with blood-red charms painted on his face and body, and chanting incantations that others can't understand, revealing a bit of weirdness.

This is the legendary "Wei Dao Immortal"?

Although the Yellow Turbans have never seen the "Wei Dao Immortal", the team in front of them, except for the relatively strong body, the bright color of the Yellow Turban on the head, and the special charms on the face, are no different from the rest of the Yellow Turbans.

Whether "Wei Dao Xiancong" really exists, no one can say.

Li Damu just borrowed this name and privately copied such a team.

The remnants of the Yellow Turbans hiding in the Taihang Mountains have to deal with the officials and soldiers, and they also have to beware of threats from the same party.

Although they are all disciples of great sages and good teachers, they are all Taiping Taoists, but with the passage of time, with the gradual deterioration of the living environment in the mountains, the remaining parties of the Yellow Turbans from all walks of life are also intriguing and fighting. All the commanders want to occupy better places and gain more power.

This "Wei Dao Immortal Cong" was secretly formed by Li Damu in order to deal with the same party.

He hoped to use the name of "Wei Dao Xiancong" to gain greater benefits in the competition with the party.

Li Damu really didn't want to expose this team too early, but today's battle situation forced him to take a big gamble.

This is the last trump card in his hand, and he really doesn't want to play it.

However, if he hides it any longer, it will not only be this battle situation that will be lost, but his position in the Golden Remnant Party of all parties in Taihang Mountain will also be shaken.

Although Li Damu knows very well that his cottage "Wei Dao Immortal" has no invulnerability and the ability to possess ghosts, these 300 people are also the best among the elites he has carefully selected, and they are loyal believers who will never betray the Taiping Dao.

Although it is a pity to waste this trump card in the battle of Lingqiu Town, it is worth it if he can win this battle and stabilize his position in the Taihang party.

The three hundred "Wei Dao Immortal Cong" stood neatly in front of Li Damu, and their momentum shocked the believers of all sides of the Yellow Turban who were about to collapse.

"The holy believers of the Taiping Dao, the faithful believers of the great sages and good teachers, the day of defending the Tao and apologetics has come!"

Although Li Damu does not have a naturally loud voice like Zhang Leigong, he is quite inflammatory when he agitates.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; A good teacher and an immortal, and a benevolent defender! ”

The solemn and pious performance of "Wei Dao Xiancong" made the disheartened Yellow Turbans excited again......