Outside Gaoyang City, it's been a whole day. Dong Zhuo stood on the city wall and silently looked at the corpses under Gaoyang City. There are countless corpses piled up under the city, including those of the Yellow Turban Army and those related to the Western Army.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on the dilapidated city. Zhang Jiao led 100,000 Yellow Turban troops to attack the city, and had already lost nearly 20,000 people. Dong Zhuo thought it was just an army of mud-legged people, at best a group of peasants who took up arms. He was full of confidence with sufficient equipment to defend the city, but the Yellow Turban Army attacked frantically again and again, leaving countless corpses and retreating again and again, which doubled Dong Zhuo's pressure.

"Father-in-law, it's been a whole day." Li Ru no longer has the gentleness and elegance he usually has, but instead his whole body is full of coldness. There were dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers in the city who were shot and killed by Li Ru.

"yes, it's been a whole day." Dong Zhuo looked at the corpses under the city and sighed. He didn't expect the Yellow Turbans to be so crazy. The attacks again and again, and the corpses thrown down again and again, made Dong Zhuo a little frightened.

Dong Zhuo turned to Li Ru, looked at Li Ru's whole body was messy, there was still a trace of his usual calmness, and said: "Wenyou, we are holding out all night, let's withdraw tomorrow." ”

"No." Li Ru listened to Dong Zhuo's words, and said anxiously: "Father-in-law, our army is fighting fiercely with the enemy, if the army is withdrawn suddenly, Zhang Jiao will be able to see the strangeness." My father-in-law is still enduring it for a few days, and when the army is withdrawn, Zhang Jiao will definitely not be suspicious. We can do it. ”

Dong Zhuo's face darkened, and his face, which was born with a bit of fangning, didn't look so terrifying at this time. "Wenyou, I'm a good son in Kansai, I died here in vain, my heart hurts. Most of these people used to be athletes who followed me on the frontier Qianghu. Now he died in vain at the hands of this group of mud-legged people. ”

Li Ru looked at Dong Zhuo's gloomy face and sighed in his heart: Everyone in the world says that his father-in-law is cruel and cruel, but who knows how much he loves his subordinates and his family?

Standing in the sunset, Zhang Jiao looks slightly thin. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, there was silence. For a whole day, countless Yellow Turban soldiers were charging fearlessly, and still no one could climb the city wall, not even a single person.

"General Tiangong, go back." Cheng Yuanzhi, who was standing on the side, said cautiously.

Zhang Jiao turned his head to look at Cheng Yuanzhi in front of him, Cheng Yuanzhi who had almost been seen through by him. Suddenly asked: "Since the establishment of the Taiping Sect, you have followed me, and now you have followed me to fight everywhere in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and a few days ago you were almost dealt with by military law because of failure, have you ever regretted it?" ”

Cheng Yuanzhi, who heard this, didn't know why, he felt that General Tiangong at this time seemed to have no weight, as if with a light touch, General Tiangong would drift away with the wind.

Cheng Yuanzhi showed a calm face and said: "When the last general was dying, it was General Tiangong who gave the last general a way to live. Since then, the last general has secretly decided in his heart that this life belongs to General Tiangong. ”

Zhang Jiao nodded and patted Cheng Yuanzhi's shoulder with his hand: "Let's go, go back." ”

"Knock, knock, knock" Early in the morning of the second day, the Yellow Turban Army launched the signal to attack. The bearded man with **** upper body, holding a drumstick, used all his strength to beat the huge sheepskin drum desperately.

"Kill!!"

The Yellow Turban Army, dressed in yellow cloth, rushed madly towards Gaoyang City with a cloud ladder to the sound of earth-shattering drums. Countless arrows swarmed down from the city, and the teams that charged in an instant fell one by one. However, the Yellow Turbans did not flinch because of this, and the soldiers behind them still rushed forward in a swarm as they lifted the fallen ladder.

After dropping countless corpses, they finally broke through the rain of arrows of the defending army, erected the ladder on the city wall, and the Yellow Turban Army climbed the city wall densely.

However, the defense equipment of Gaoyang City was really sufficient, and Dong Zhuo led his subordinate generals to personally stand on the city wall to defend the city. Just like Zhang Jiao's status in the Yellow Turban Army, Dong Zhuo is a god in the Kansai Army, and countless Kansai troops have burst out with terrifying combat effectiveness.

Wooden stalks, bricks, and rolling stones swarmed down the city wall, and the heavy and sharp wooden stalks rolled down from the city wall, and suddenly the head of the Yellow Turban Army on the ladder broke and flowed, and the stumps and broken arms needless to say.

The boiling gold juice and the boiling oil juice fell from the sky, "Ah!! The Yellow Turban soldier who had been splashed fell down with a wail. The boiling oil splashed on the ladder, which was hot and slippery, and extremely difficult to climb.

Under the defense of the countless city defenders, the Yellow Turban Army under the city broke their arms and disfigured countless people, and the wails were all over the field. The Yellow Turban Army who swarmed behind looked at the tragic scene in front of them and finally felt scared. For a while, there was a stagnation.

"Brothers, kill. The officers and soldiers are no longer equipped to defend the city. General Tiangong said: Those who climb the city wall for the first time will be rewarded with 100 gold. Kill the general who defends the city and directly promote the commander of the canal. ”

Cheng Yuanzhi saw that the Yellow Turban Army was frightened under the blows of the officers and soldiers defending the city, and directly opened his mouth to make countless Yellow Turban Army go crazy.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Directly promoted to Qu Shuai, crazy, the Yellow Turban Army is crazy. The battle in Gaoyang City became more intense. Finally, a Yellow Turban soldier climbed the city wall in countless tribulations, and his face was full of joy: "I have boarded, I have boarded." ”

However, before he could finish speaking, he saw a bearded man with a calm face and a strong body, with a knife in his hand, a cold light flashed, and the yellow turban soldier was splashed with blood, and his head rolled to the ground.

In the moment of his death, he realized that the first to climb the wall would be rewarded with a hundred gold, but it was also the first to meet the enemy's strongest attack.

Li Dao wiped the blood stains of the steel knife on the cloth clothes of the dead Yellow Turban sergeant, wiped his blood-spattered face, turned to Dong Zhuo and said, "Lord, if you go on like this, Gaoyang is in danger, let me lead the cavalry under my command to rush and kill." ”

"Yes, lord, let's lead our sons and daughters to rush and kill." Xu Rong, Guo Yan, Zhang Ji and others led by Li Dao immediately asked for battle. Seeing their sons and daughters dying more and more every day, they couldn't help but start to get anxious. These people are all their direct subordinates, and if one dies, one will be less.

"Nope." A slightly eerie voice rang out. Li Dao was about to get angry, but when he turned his head to see Li Ru, who was cold, he immediately kept silent.

Li Ru climbed the city wall leisurely, not affected by the shouts of killing under the city. His face was flat and gloomy: "The sons and daughters who buried the corpses in the city are just for the final victory, if you wait for the conflict with the troops at this time, the enemy soldiers will be chaotic, how can you attack the city with peace of mind." He smiled weirdly. Looking at Li Ru's gloomy smile, even in this bloody battlefield, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

Another day of fierce fighting, with the walls changing hands several times in a fierce battle between the two sides. However, every time in a critical moment, the defenders of the city would burst out with a strong fighting spirit. After all, the Yellow Turban Army fell short.

"Bell, bell. "Bell" Finally, when the sun was about to set, the Yellow Turban camp sounded the signal to retreat. The Yellow Turbans, physically and mentally exhausted, withdrew from the battlefield faster than they had charged.

The Kansai army defending the city was also exhausted, although the equipment to defend the city was extremely sufficient, but under the fierce and death-defying charge of the Yellow Turban Army, there were still many people who died under the sword.

On the battlefield at sunset, countless corpses lay there, and perhaps for them, death may be the best destination