Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Huguan Passes Hands
Before the pot closes.
Trumpets and drums shook the sky.
The billowing black smoke rose in a curling manner, obscuring the scorching sun in the sky, and darkness between heaven and earth.
In the overwhelming shouts, the black and oppressive Yellow Turban Army stepped on the corpses of their comrades and swept towards Huguan like a tide, endless arrows poured down from the wall, and the Yellow Turban Army fell one by one, but no one stopped.
The tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops were not as disciplined and hierarchical as the imperial army, and they lacked basic military training, in essence they were just farmers, a complete rabble!
However, this group of Yellow Turbans was driven by fanatical religious ideas, and most of these Yellow Turbans were not afraid of death. Thousands of Yellow Turban troops charged forward fearlessly, and fell in a pool of blood.
Liao Hua's face was distorted by anger, but he couldn't stop the arrow from falling like rain. Liao Hua stared at his red eyes, and the steel knife in his hand exuded a cold murderous aura in the sun.
"Brothers, give it to me, the enemy army is no longer good, the lord has an order, those who climb the Huguan will be rewarded with ten gold, those who kill one person will be rewarded with one acre of good land, those who are ten will be rewarded with jewelry, and those who are 100 people will be promoted to three levels, and the brothers will make meritorious contributions at this time, and they will not kill me!"
Encouraged by Liao Hua, the Yellow Turban soldiers rushed to the Huguan city wall like crazy.
At the moment of the pot, Fang Yue was covered in blood and stood with a gun.
The blazing fire under the wall burned his ugly face red, but his heart was cold, although Fang Yue had not fought in Huguan for several years, but he had fought on the frontier many times before, but he had never seen such an army!
Although he had seen this gang of thieves brave and fearless of death yesterday, he was still deeply shocked today.
The bandit army under the city did not have a strict formation, whether it was sword and shield men, pikemen, or a small number of archers, they did not cooperate with each other at all, and they all rushed forward like a swarm.
But it was such a group of "rabble", but Fang Yue, who had never known what he was afraid of, was deeply shocked, this is not a person, not at all, they are a group of beasts, crazy beasts! They never seemed to fear death, and the death of their comrades could not be exchanged for even the slightest hesitation or retreat.
"Boom Boom ......"
One after another ladders were erected to the wall of Huguan, and the black-pressed Yellow Turban Army was like a crazy ant colony climbing up the ladder, rolling wood and stones fell from the wall like rain, and the Yellow Turban Army fell down, broken tendons, and hot oil poured down from the wall.
With the accumulation of rockets, the wall suddenly became a burning hell, and in the raging flames, countless Yellow Turban soldiers were running helplessly, wailing in pain...... However, no one stopped, the drums of war continued, the horns did not stop, and the Yellow Turban Army would never stop attacking!
Guo Da in the back, looking at the tragic scene in front of him, his face was cold. His fists clenched his nails sink deep into the flesh, and his lips were bleeding from the force of his teeth, but it still didn't stop the pain in his heart.
Under the injustice of fate, these soldiers closely followed the footsteps of the lord and tried their best to create a beautiful and peaceful world in their hearts, a world where there was no oppression, no exploitation, no disease, no fraud, everyone had land, everyone had food, and the ancient world was beautiful.
Today's soldiers are using their lives to realize the beauty in their hearts. Everyone rushed to the battlefield one after another, as if this was not a race to death, but a run to a better future.
Zhou Cang, who was behind Guo Da, stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and sobbed: "General, let the last general come up." A certain wish to make a military order must capture Huguan before sunset. Watching the brothers die one by one, it hurts. ”
Guo Da closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Nodding slowly, he suddenly opened his eyes, his cold eyes looked directly at Zhou Cang, and said word by word: "When you close ~ break ~ ~ , chicken ~ dog ~ don't ~ stay!" ”
"No."
Zhou Cang received the order, and then said to Li Sheng, the Yellow Turban Army behind: "The brothers in front are sacrificing their lives and forgetting death, we are standing here and watching, this is shameful." Brothers, come in with me. ”
"Kill!"
"Kill!!"
The remaining Yellow Turban soldiers, led by Zhou Cang, rushed to the battlefield with a wolf howl. The addition of the new force suddenly doubled the pressure on the Huguan defense.
Zhou Cang rushed in front of the soldiers, closing the rain of arrows like flying, Zhou Cang opened the arrows with the steel knife in his hand, and rushed to the front of the pass. In a short distance, I don't know how many soldiers fell on the way to the charge.
Under the closing, Zhou Cang met Liao Hua, whose face was covered with blood, and said sharply: "Liao Hua, you are left and I am right, and we will attack in two ways." ”
"It's all up to the general." Liao Hua replied sharply.
Zhou Cang held the steel knife in his mouth, held a huge shield and began to climb the cloud ladder, stones and wooden stalks, boiling oil, and corpses fell from the top of his head like rain. The giant shield smashed with a "thud".
"Die!!"
When Zhou Cang climbed to the gate, a city guard slashed over. Looking at the bright steel knife, Zhou Cang threw the giant shield with all his might, smashing the soldiers to the ground.
Then Zhou Cang jumped hard and jumped into the gate, and countless guards came close one after another, wanting to kill Zhou Cang. However, Zhou Cang was not something they could resist. The steel knife in his hand waved, harvesting.
"General!!"
A terrible shout came from the east. Fang Yue, who was slashing and slashing the enemy troops who had climbed up, had a cold look in his eyes, and shot straight to the east. I saw a big man in the shape of a man, harvesting the lives of the guards guarding the city.
"Hugh is going to be rampant."
Fang Yue let out a loud shout and galloped towards Zhou Cang. The steel spear in his hand stabbed at Zhou Cang's face door at the same time, Zhou Cang looked coldly at Fang Yue who was speeding over, his cold eyes showed madness, killing this person and brothers can not be dead.
"Kill!!"
Shaking the sky, Zhou Cang raised his knife to greet him. The two of them used their own coefficients on the close, trying to kill each other.
There are fewer and fewer soldiers defending the city, and more and more Yellow Turban troops are climbing up. Siege warfare has turned into white-knuckle warfare. At this time, the soldiers on both sides were in close arms, and the exhausted bodies were supported by perseverance, and whoever could not hold on first would fall.
Because Zhou Cang dragged Fang Yue, the pressure on Liao Hua's side dropped sharply, and he quickly climbed to the top of the road. With the addition of Liao Hua, the god of killing, more and more of the guards fell to the ground.
Guo Da in the distance, his cold face finally eased, and from the moment Zhou Cang climbed up the pass, he knew that Huguan had already returned to the Yellow Turban Army.
The soldiers behind him were also happy, and they said: "General, the pot pass has been broken, and the lord has no worries." ”
"Hmm."
Guo Da nodded, but his heart was thinking about another thing: what to do with Fang Yue! Fang Yue is extremely brave, on a par with Zhou Cang, a rare fierce general in the army. If it is subdued, I am afraid that it will be a big arm of the lord. But in the battle in front of him, the Yellow Turban soldiers suffered heavy casualties, if they surrendered, Zhou Cang and Liao Hua would definitely be angry, and it would be difficult to suppress these two with his prestige.
Tell what he thinks to his henchman, and the henchman ponders for a long time and says: "The villain is shallow, the general doesn't know how to deal with it, how does the villain know?" ”
When Guo Da heard this, his eyes showed disappointment. Unconsciously shook his head, thinking in his heart: I also said, I don't know how to deal with it myself, how can others know.
At this time, the henchman stepped forward and whispered: "If the general loves his talent, he doesn't know what to do." You might as well take advantage of the good news to send it to the lord. When the time comes, whether you will collect or kill, it will all depend on the lord. ”
Guo Da's eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Just according to what you said, hand over Fang Yue to the lord to deal with." ”
At this time, the battle of Huguan had come to an end, and Fang Yue was not Zhou Cang's opponent in the first place, and he was quickly defeated under Liao Hua's attack. Close the guards of the city, under the hard fight of the Yellow Turban Army, there are fewer and fewer people who can fight, and only countless wails remain.
====PS: This chapter is. Yu Tianji greatly encouraged and changed with the white wind. Qingfeng thanks you for not giving up, and I can only desperately code words to thank you for supporting Qingfeng.