The beard and mouth opened and closed like a fish on the shore, and at last, the yellow turban soldiers that fell from it covered him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army behind him was still not afraid of death, and climbed the ladder to Changshe City one after another, and the Han troops on the city wall all looked solemn, and the hands holding the bow and arrow were a little trembling.

There were only a limited number of archers on the walls of the Changsha Shrine, and Bocai ordered some of the Yellow Turban soldiers to carry pointed logs to the city gate, while the Yellow Turban soldiers were surrounded by locusts behind them to attract the archers' attention.

"Quick, watch out for the gates, archers!"

"Archer, a yellow turban thief has appeared on the ladder on the left."

"Bow and arrow—"

The ladders, the city gates, and the Yellow Turban soldiers all over the surrounding mountains, the archers were exhausted with their longbows, and the well-trained soldiers were also panting and sweating profusely!

There were eight ladders erected on the city wall around the city gate, and under the command of the captain, Sima, centurion, etc., the archers did not care about their heads and tails, and they had no idea for a while.

"Lord Zhu, I am willing to personally lead the recruited merchant brigades and Huai and Si elite soldiers out of the city to kill the enemy."

Sun Jian clasped his hands into fists and said in a deep voice, with an undisguised look of worry in his eyes.

"Wentai, as the head coach, naturally I went."

Zhu Jun touched his chin, he knew that whether it was the ladder or the Yellow Turban soldiers who were charging into battle, they could be said to be bait, and the real killing move was the group of Yellow Turban soldiers who attacked the city gate.

Once the gate of Changshe is breached, more than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers will swarm in the next way, and the result will be a devastating disaster!

"My lord, it was you who single-handedly promoted me, at this critical moment, Wentai is fighting for the country!" Sun Jian looked at Zhu Jun with burning eyes and said loudly.

Faced with the situation of strong enemies on all sides, Zhu Jun and Sun Jian also frowned, and at this time, a soldier of the Yellow Turban Elite Army was already standing on the city wall.

"Rush, for the sake of the big man!"

A soldier with a halberd at the battlement shouted violently, and rushed over like lightning, "Bang! With a muffled thud, the Yellow Turban soldiers were pushed off the wall.

"Ahh

With a terrible shout, the Yellow Turban soldier fell to the top of the wall.

Which Han soldier waved the halberd in his hand and wanted to poke the yellow turban soldier on the cloud ladder, when suddenly an arrow drew a silver parabola in mid-air.

"Bang!" After a muffled thud, the soldier leaned forward and fell down.

At this moment, Huangfu Song, who was dressed in silver armor, walked over with a ring-headed knife in his hand, and he said loudly: "Soldiers, this is the home where we were born and raised, and we love this land that gave birth to me and raised me. ”

Huangfu Song paused, and said softly in a deep and affectionate voice: "Tonight, we are the last barrier of the Han Dynasty, and Luoyang is behind us, don't retreat, because you can retreat no matter what." As a Han army, defend the country and defend the land, and deserve to die for the country! ”

Sun Jian took the initiative to ask, clasped his fists with both hands and said: "General, I am willing to lead the more than 1,000 volunteers recruited by me to go out of the city gate to fight to the death against the Yellow Turban bandits." ”

Sun Jian naturally couldn't let the coach Zhu Jun go into battle to kill the enemy, besides, it was a hot-blooded young man, and he was worried that there was no place to display his martial arts.

Huangfu Song frowned, and looked at the corpses of the Yellow Turban soldiers who had been laid on the ground outside the Great Wall with a solemn expression.

At this time, the group of Yellow Turban soldiers carrying pointed logs were already a stone's throw away from the city gate, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were still rushing up in clusters on the ladders on both sides of the city gate.

At present, the group of Yellow Turban soldiers at the city gate is the most threatening, and soldiers must be sent out of the city to exterminate them.

At that moment, Huangfu Song nodded and said in a deep voice: "Wentai, I will allocate you another 3,000 soldiers and horses, and I will wait here for your triumphant return." ”

Sun Jian knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "The last general will definitely live up to the general's high expectations and will definitely repel this group of yellow turban soldiers." ”

Then, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun commanded at the city gate, and Sun Jian rushed down the stairs quickly, and the recruited volunteers had already drawn their swords and were ready to go.

"Open the gates!"

Accompanied by Sun Jian's voice, which was as loud as a gong and drum, a row of soldiers at the city gate trotted open the heavy bronze gate.

"Sons, the opportunity to make a career has come, the eldest husband was born between heaven and earth, if he can't do a vigorous career, it is really in vain to come to the world!"

Sun Jian, dressed in a white robe and silver armor, held a spear, jumped out of his horse, and took the lead in rushing outside the Changshe City.

"Kill!"

The merchant travelers and Huai and Si elite soldiers behind him also rushed over with loud voices, and the swords they waved were coated with a faint silver glow by the bright moonlight.

The spear in Sun Jian's hand poked hard, and suddenly, a yellow turban soldier holding a wooden board spat out a piece of blood from his mouth, let out a groan of pain, and then collapsed to the ground.

Facing the Han soldiers who suddenly rushed out, the group of yellow turban soldiers panicked and rushed towards them with the big knives in their hands.

Farmers who are accustomed to holding shovels and hoes and other farm tools are not used to swords at all, so naturally they are no match for these young people who are proficient in martial arts.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, a Yellow Turban soldier was kicked to the ground, and then the Xiang Yong in front of him stepped on his chest, brandishing a saber and cutting the throat of the Yellow Turban soldier in front of him.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who were responsible for carrying the pointed logs were just a group of ordinary Yellow Turban believers, if it weren't for the strong suppression of some landlords and thieves around them, they would have dispersed long ago.

At this time, a man with five big and three thick, roe head and rat eyes, wearing a yellow armor and holding a simple knife in his hand, rushed towards a volunteer soldier in front of him who stabbed the body of the yellow turban soldier with a saber on his face.

"Brute, brute, die!"

The man used to be Yan San, a giant thief in the township, and immediately, with a knife in the hand, he cut off the head of the volunteer.

"Ah, Second Brother Wang!"

Immediately, a volunteer soldier looked at Yan San with tears in his eyes, as if he was about to burst into flames in his dark starry eyes, he roared with a cruel smile: "You are dead, I will kill you!" ”

Yan San looked at the young man in front of him contemptuously, and said coldly: "Do you think that I will be bluffed by you with just a few words, I speak with strength in the battlefield." ”

As he spoke, the Pu knife in Yan San's hand rushed towards the young man, and to be honest, he didn't put the other party in his eyes at all.

Qin Zhong and Yang Da were lurking in the bushes outside Changshe City, naturally taking in all of this, at this time, he had to admire Bo Cai's strategy.