Zhang Bao's cold eyes stared at the Han officers and soldiers outside the pass, and he suddenly raised his right arm high, and his wolf-like shouting resounded under the night sky. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Archer ~~Up~"

"Drink ~ Drink ~ Drink ~"

Thousands of archers ran out of the enemy tower, scattered on the wide wall, the archers indifferently unloaded their longbows, drew arrows from the quiver and put them on the strings, and then turned their heads one after another, their cold eyes focused on Zhang Bao's right arm.

After the pass, the officers and soldiers flocked to it.

"Arrow~"

"Instigation~~"

The arrow pierced the sky and screeched.

"Raise the shield~"

A thunderous shout sounded under the wall, and the officers and infantry who rushed to the front quickly put the big shield on their heads, forming a dense shield wall in an instant.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk~~"

In the continuous muffled sound, a sharp feather arrow has been inserted into the shield of the official army, but under the dense shield wall, only a small number of arrows can penetrate the gap between the shields, causing a little damage to the officers and soldiers, but this level of damage is not enough for the officers and soldiers to charge like a tide.

"Archers back off~"

Zhang Bao gave an order, and the archers retreated like a tide to the enemy building.

"Kill~~"

The morale of the officers and soldiers who flocked to the gate was greatly boosted, and in a blink of an eye, they had rushed to the bottom of the wall, and the ladders were erected high, and the sharp hooks at the top flashed with a cold cold glow under the night sky~~

On the wall, Zhang Bao stood like a pine, and all the Yellow Turban soldiers looked solemn.

"咣~咣~咣~"

More than a dozen ladders almost at the same time set up the wall, through the top of the barb hook to the female wall, dozens of officers and soldiers light infantry howled out from under the shield wall, with their mouths and waist knives, hands and feet at the same time, agile as a monkey along the ladder climbed up, only a moment of effort, has climbed to five or six zhang high.

"Kill!"

A thunderous shout rang out.

"Huhu~~"

A huge black shadow suddenly fell from the wall in the air, and the officers and soldiers who climbed on the ladder had no way to dodge, most of them were smashed squarely, screaming and tumbling down from the ladder, most of them either broke their legs or were smashed by the wooden rolling stones, but more officers and soldiers rushed out from under the shield wall and continued to climb up without fear of death.

Closing the wall, Zhang Bao waved his big hand fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Knife and axe hand, up!" ”

Hundreds of yellow turban soldiers armed with sharp axes swarmed up, in groups of four, rushed to the female wall, and began to swing the big axe according to the ladder, the sawdust was flying, the ladders were cut off one after another, and a bamboo pole stretched out from the wall, supporting the top of the ladder to the top, and the ladders fell down one after another.

In front of the Huguan, Liu Yong and Guo Dian straddled on horseback, witnessing the destruction of the ladders and the setback of the official army's offensive, Liu Yong couldn't help but wave his fist in annoyance. After a while, the former army Sima rushed to Liu Yong and said: "General, all the ladders have been destroyed, and many soldiers are tired, it is better to rest for one night, and then attack the city tomorrow." ”

Guo Dian next to him also persuaded: "General Liu, it's getting late, why don't you come and attack the city after dawn?" ”

Liu Yong hummed and said with annoyance: "Okay, the army will retreat ten miles to the village, and then attack the city at dawn." ”

"Yes."

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Jizhou, south bank of the Yellow River.

Zhang Chun's pergola tried his best to look into the distance, but it was pitch black as far as he could see, and the darkness in the distance was like a beast opening its bloody mouth, which made people extremely frightened.

"Big brother, it's getting late, the surrounding situation is difficult to detect, and the sergeants are tired, so it's better to cross the river tomorrow!"

Zhang Chun turned around and said to Zhang Ju.

"Second brother, don't worry!"

Zhang raised his hand and patted Zhang Chun on the shoulder and said: "It makes sense for my brother, although it is difficult for our army to find out the enemy's situation because of the sky, it is also difficult for the enemy army to find out the situation of our army. The other party is just a group of untouchables here, how can they know the art of war? The second brother is relieved, after crossing the river and conquering the Tang Dynasty, he will be the elder brother who will assassinate the Shi, and you will serve as the Taishou of the Gao Tang Dynasty! ”

"General Qiyu~"

Before Zhang Ju's words fell, a soldier in armor with a tired expression stepped forward, knelt down on one knee and said, "The boat is ready, and Lord Jun Sima ordered the villain to ask the general if he is ready to cross the river?" ”

"Good! Immediately give the order, and the whole army will cross the river in an orderly manner! ”

"No!"

The herald galloped away at the speed of the general wind: "The general has an order, and the whole army is ready to cross the river in an orderly manner~ The general has an order, and the whole army... ”

The military Sima standing by the river immediately howled when he heard this: "Everyone listen to the order and cross the river!" ”

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

Countless rudimentary wooden boats were pushed into the turbulent Yellow River under the traction of ropes, and the Han army carefully boarded the rudimentary wooden boats one by one, and one was likely to fall into the river if they were not careful.

"Boom~"

The surging waters of the Yellow River, like a dragon angered by mortals, countless huge waves rolled, roared, swelled, and tore, as if gathering all their hatred, and slammed into the ships on the shore fiercely and fearlessly, overturning several ships in an instant, and the poor soldier was swallowed by this fierce dragon before he could touch the enemy...

。。。。。。。。 The north bank of the Yellow River.

The night was like ink, the dark clouds obscured the cold moon, the wind of the call sign covered all the subtle sounds, and the banks of the Yellow River were solemn and dead, and the five fingers could not be seen. In the endless darkness, a force of more than 10,000 people is like a ghost pawn from the Nine Hells, quietly advancing on the bank of the Yellow River~~

Not far away, on the endless earth, one by one soaked Han officers and soldiers tiredly climbed onto the shore, and after the baptism of huge waves, the poor officers and soldiers finally arrived on the other side of life.

"Hell, frozen~ Frozen to death~"

A Han soldier trembled and complained that the icy water of the Yellow River had soaked his armor, and the steel knife that was usually handy seemed so heavy at this time.

"Huh~"

A sharp spear stabbed out from the depths of the dense forest behind, coldly stabbed into the soldier's chest, and the red blood gushed out like a fountain of the wound cut by the blade, and one after another marked the vast land, rendering a dark red on the earthy yellow background~~ The soldier looked at his chest with a frightened face, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a last terrible howl, "Enemy attack~"

"Woo~~"

From the desolate horns, countless soldiers suddenly emerged from the depths of the dense forest, like ghosts crawling out of hell in the dark night.

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The pot is off, and the day is dawning.

The lagging baggage of the officers and troops finally followed, accompanied by the terrible catapults and siege towers, and in the open space hundreds of steps away from the wall, the baggage troops of the officers and troops began to nervously assemble the catapults and siege towers, and the relatively calm night finally passed, and the tragic battle that decided the fate of the two armies was about to be staged.

Close the wall, the Yellow Turban soldiers are waiting for them.

"God, what the hell is that?"

Looking at the huge wooden pillars erected in the back of the officers and soldiers, a young Yellow Turban soldier gasped and looked frightened.

"Boy, that's the officer's catapult."

A deep voice sounded in the ears of the young thief, and a strong hand put on the shoulders of the young Yellow Turban. (To be continued.) )