Yang Da touched his chin, let out a long sigh, and said quietly: "I didn't expect Bo Cai to be so scheming and come up with such a scheme." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yang Da paused, looked at Qin Zhong, and said softly, "My lord, do you say that Changshe City can be defended?" ”

The corners of Qin Zhong's mouth hooked up a perfect arc, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, the yellow scarf will definitely be defeated." ”

Yang Da was stunned when he heard this, no, the current situation said a word that was very rebellious, and it was obvious that the Yellow Turban soldiers all over the mountains had the upper hand.

It is undeniable that the archers above the city of Changshe inflicted heavy casualties on the Yellow Turban soldiers under the city.

However, the Yellow Turbans have the advantage in numbers, and the ladder and battering ram go hand in hand, which will undoubtedly distract the archers.

Originally, Yang Da felt that they could be said to be helpless outside the city of Changshe as scouts, and they could not be the opponents of the Bocai Yellow Turban Army at all, and they would definitely not survive to the sun tomorrow!

I never thought that with the right pioneer officer, Qin Zhongxiao was brave and good at fighting, brave and strategic, and relied on his superb martial arts to overshadow the wave talent who was in the limelight.

The current situation is that the city of Changshe is precarious, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before the city gate is broken.

According to the current development of the situation, once the red-eyed Yellow Turban bandits attack the city gate, they will definitely massacre them, and then the blood will flow like a river, and the corpses will be everywhere.

Qin Zhong was so sure that the Yellow Turban soldiers would be defeated, could it be that this was really the case?

Yang Da was a little confused, of course, Qin Zhong's courage and strategy came with the scout Han army for all to see, so he was naturally convinced of him.

After paying a heavy price in casualties, the Yellow Turban Legion finally approached the city gate little by little, and at the same time, the Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army on the cloud ladder also climbed the entrance of the city wall.

A tragic battle unfolded on the wall of Changshe City, Pei Yuanji held the ring head knife, and looked at the Han soldiers holding the halberd in front of him.

The breeze blew, and the dancing flames were like elves, illuminating the solemn expressions of the sergeant and Pei Yuanji in front of him.

Behind Pei Yuanji, the Yellow Turban soldiers were still climbing towards the city wall, "Kill!" I don't know who shouted first, the Han army and the Yellow Turban Legion went forward one after another and scuffled together.

The sword light and sword shadow were blazing, and the city wall became extremely chaotic for a while, "click", "bang!" Bang! Mixed with the voices of the crowd scolding or wailing.

The well-trained Han army became more and more courageous, and they had no way to retreat, and behind them was the capital Luoyang, with their parents and clansmen and so on.

"For the Han, for the homeland!"

Zhu Jun shouted, pulled out his ring head knife with a "sonorous sound", cut down the Yellow Turban soldier in front of him with a knife, and then flew up and kicked the other party under the city wall.

"Jie Ji, this is not Zhu Jun's child, finally no longer cowering in the turtle shell."

The Pu knife in Pei Yuanji's hand flew in the air, staring at Zhu Jun in front of him with burning eyes, and said with disdain.

Zhu Jun's deeds of being beaten by Peng Tuo and throwing away his armor and fleeing in embarrassment have long been worn in the Yellow Turban barracks, and the beating in this battle has boosted the morale of the Yellow Turban Army.

It turns out that the Han army is nothing more than this, this time, Pei Yuanji served as the captain of the gate, and at this time he was already standing on the city wall, and he met Zhu Jun, the defeated general of the Yellow Turban, so he naturally moved the idea of taking his head.

"Get out of the way, he's mine!"

When he landed, Pei Yuanji rushed over with a Pu knife, Zhu Jun snorted coldly, and the ring-headed knife split the air, making a hunting sound, and the knife had a tiger spirit, clean and neat.

With a muffled sound of "Qiang", Pu Dao and Huanshou Dao crossed together, and Zhu Jun and Pei Yuanji "kicked" back two steps back almost at the same time.

said that it was too late, Zhu Jun's body was like lightning, and the ring head knife in his hand was as strong as a silver dragon, Pei Yuanji's pupils condensed, and in an instant, the ring head knife pierced his chest.

Pei Yuanji's hand raised the Pu knife in the air, and with a "clang" sound, his right hand weakly released the handle of the knife.

With a "bang", Zhu Jun pulled out his ring head knife, and suddenly, the blood in Pei Yuanji's chest was gushing like a spring, and he "Ah! With a scream, he took two steps back and leaned against the wall.

"Qu, Qu Shuai!"

At this time, the Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army who followed looked at the scene in front of them, like wood, and were at a loss for a while.

The dragons have no leader, let alone at such a critical juncture!

Seeing that the leader of the Yellow Turban bandits had been killed, this exciting good news made the group of Han soldiers behind Zhu Jun feel very encouraged, and swept away the haze in their hearts!

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

Zhu Jun led the Han army to rush towards the Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army with no six gods and no owner, and suddenly, the Yellow Turban soldiers were cowardly, and in front of the only god Death, they fled in a panic and did not choose the road.

A Yellow Turban soldier jumped and jumped directly off the city wall, "Ah! After a scream, he fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Immediately after, "Bang! With a bang, the three Yellow Turban soldiers who were about to leave were pierced through the chest by their halberds and pressed against the battlements.

The remaining two Yellow Turban soldiers trembled with fear, and their legs trembled involuntarily, until the bright ring-headed knife cut through their throats, and they collapsed to the ground with an "ah" sound.

Zhu Jun didn't have time to rest, so he took the soldiers to reinforce elsewhere, and he must eliminate all the Yellow Turban soldiers who came to attack.

At this time, the gate of Changshe was pushed open, and Sun Jian came out with a group of Han soldiers.

Suddenly, a deafening shouting sound sounded under the city of Changshe!

Yang Da's face was stunned, it should be a helpless move to send soldiers out of the city gate at this time, otherwise, if the city gate is broken by the Yellow Turban Army, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Qin Zhong stared at the officer who led the horseback with burning eyes, he was Sun Jian, leading the elite division that would follow him to the north and south in the future.

There was a low drum beat from the bushes, and Zhou Cang actually gathered five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers and went straight to the gate of Changshe.

Pei Yuanji took the lead with the elite Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army, and Zhou Cang led the Yellow Turban soldiers to wave their flags and cheer and bluff in the back, and the plan was seamless.

There was only one question, Zhou Cang glanced at the "soldiers" with yellow scarves on their heads in the team, saying that they were soldiers, but they were actually a group of rabble.

The Yellow Turban soldiers held hoes, held iron catalpa, and shouted the slogan "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, although it is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious" The slogan walked forward mightily.

Zhou Cang sighed slightly, and then, he saw a commotion in the Yellow Turban phalanx in charge of the pointed logs in front of him, and a Han army unit ran out of the city gate.

The officer at the head rode a white horse, brandishing the silver spear in his hand, and the Han army behind him also rushed to kill.