"Bastard, Chen Yuanlong's soldiers and horses arrived at the foot of Pengcheng before the news came that the scouts sent out were doing something. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" The man in white picked up the book in his hand and threw it in Zhou Cang's face.

"My lord, our army lacks military horses, so the news is delivered late, and the end will be a capital crime." Zhou Cang said with a trembling body.

"You go and kill the scout who delivered the news, he is estimated to have been bought by Chen Yuanlong, and the news must have been sent at this time to disturb the morale of our army." The white-clothed adult sighed.

Hearing this, Zhou Cang showed a look of surprise and uncertainness and said: "This person has already followed me at the beginning of the uprising, and the Yellow Turban Army An Neng betrayed. ”

The white-clothed man walked to Zhou Cang, picked up the book on the ground, and said quietly: "This person has news that after Chen Deng defeated Guo Si, he only marched ten miles and repaired in place for nearly a day, and he continued to march until Mi Fang brought people to come, you must know that most of the Guangling army is heavy armored infantry, and the march is slow, and the scouts will arrive in Pengcheng at least one day earlier than Chen Deng's soldiers and horses, that is to say, this news should have come two days ago, and An Neng dragged Chen Yuanlong's soldiers to the city today."

"Zhou Cang, you are my Yellow Turban General, you should read more books and use your brain more in case of trouble."

Hearing this, Zhou Cang's face showed a flush, and he said: "The last general also wants to read, but the last general is illiterate." ”

The white-clothed man sighed and said, "Go and order five thousand soldiers and horses to follow me to support Pengcheng." ”

"My lord, there are not many soldiers and horses under Xuzhou City, if you are sending soldiers and horses to support Pengcheng, I'm afraid it will be ......."

"I'm afraid that Tao Gongzu will lead the crowd out of the city?" The white-clothed man put his palm on Zhou Cang's shoulder and said, "Tao Gongzu fell into my plan at the beginning, even if our army deployed troops to support Pengcheng, as long as he could put up more flags in the camp tent, he would never dare to kill out of the city.

"If my soldiers and generals could be as elite as Chen Yuanlong's Guangling army, I am afraid that the brothers would have already climbed to the head of Xuzhou City to drink wine and eat meat." The white-clothed man sighed and said, he couldn't say anything envious of Guangling Jun.

Under the city of Pengcheng, the Guangling army from afar did not immediately set up camp, but immediately chose to attack the city.

The formation of the Guangling army under the city is lined up and lined up, which is particularly majestic. The soldiers stood in the autumn wind, one by one as calm as a mountain. Siege equipment was erected under Guangling City, and the neighing of war horses resounded in the sky.

Immediately after, I saw that the formation suddenly dispersed, and an elegant young man wearing a red robe and light armor walked out of the rear army, followed by a handsome young man holding a spear.

"Soldiers, the breakthrough of Pengcheng is only in the present day." Chen Deng's shouting in front of the battle resonated with the surrounding generals.

"Conquer Pengcheng, only in today's day." A loud shout resounded through the heavens and the earth, frightening the Pengcheng defenders, who were already not high in morale because of the sudden Guangling army, turned pale.

After boosting morale, the formation of the Guangling army changed again, and Chen Deng returned to the rear army, after all, fighting in front of the battle was not his strong point.

Dozens of stone throwing machines were set up in front of the Guangling army. There are special soldiers who place cobblestones wrapped in dead grass on stone throwers. Immediately after, I heard someone screaming: "Release! ”

Fireballs fell on the top of the city, causing the Yellow Turbans to mourn.

"Crossbowmen are ready to cover the siege of the army with a ladder." A general in standard armor held a yellow flag and gave orders.

The Pengcheng guard of the Yellow Turban Army is named Li Er, who is also slightly famous in Xuzhou, and at this moment he felt the shaking city wall under his feet, and he shouted with a pale face and lack of energy: "They want to attack the city and be on guard." ”

Chen Deng, who was in the rear of the Guangling Army, looked at the heroic Guangling Army with a look of pride, and he turned his head and asked, "Supplement, are my Guangling soldiers and horses majestic?" ”

At this moment, Chen Xun was deeply shocked by Guangling's soldiers and horses, if he hadn't crossed according to his previous life's cognition, the two armies should have set up a battle between the two sides, and then start a melee fight, the more people on that side are well equipped, which side wins, and he has been familiar with a lot of war books and war books since he was a child in this life, he knows that war is not so simple, and if you want to win the war, you must have the right time, place and people.

Originally, Chen Xun thought that the siege war he imagined in his heart was grand enough, but he didn't expect that the scene in front of him was even more vast than he imagined. Looking at the Guangling army fighting bravely in front of him, Chen Xun was shocked, so much so that Chen Deng didn't hear him speak.

"Supplementally, let me ask you if my Guangling soldiers and horses are strong." Chen Deng's tone was accentuated, waking Chen Xun up from the shock.

"Brother, my Guangling soldiers can be called the world's first-class elite." Chen Xun came back to his senses.

Chen Deng nodded with satisfaction and rode his horse and shouted: "The city will be broken, I will enter Pengcheng to repair it today, and I, Chen Yuanlong, will invite everyone to have a good meal."

Under the offensive of the Guangling army, the Yellow Turban army at the head of the city was overstretched, although they were also fighting hard, but compared to the Guangling army, which had good training and sophisticated weapons, it was a huge difference.

"Two loaves of bread, capture Chen Yuanlong alive." Dust rose all around, and two teams of soldiers wearing yellow turbans fought out from both wings.

The left flank was led by a black-faced man, and I saw that the big man was holding a long knife, wielding a tiger and a tiger, and there was no enemy among the surrounding soldiers. This person is the Yellow Turban General Zhou Cang

The right flank was led by a heroic general wearing white standard armor, who was armed with a spear and killed the enemy in front of the battle, and his strength was not inferior to that of Zhou Cang.

"General Zhou and the adults are here, they have come to save us, and the Yellow Turban will win!" The Yellow Turban soldiers above the city shouted as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, fought bravely, and actually drove the Guangling soldiers above the city head.

"Change the formation, Mingjin withdraws the troops." Chen Deng gritted his teeth and shouted with a gloomy face.

"The eldest brother is willing to cut off the heads of these two for the eldest brother." Chen Xun said in Chen Deng's ear, and without waiting for Chen Deng to answer, he rushed out with his three hundred Danyang elites and killed the black-faced man on the left flank.

"Where did the little doll come from, the hair has not grown, and she dares to lead the army to the battlefield." Zhou Cang sneered, but his body did not relax, and Zhou Cang felt oppressed for the second time on the young man in front of him. The first time was to fight against the Beihai fierce general Tai Shici under the city of Xuzhou, and this time it would be felt in a teenager who was less than twenty.

Although the oppression of this one was far less intense than last time, it also made Zhou Cang dare not despise it.

"Boy, look at the knife." Zhou Cang's long knife swung in an astonishing arc on the horse's back. Chen Xun held a spear to block, and the two weapons intersected and made a piercing sound. Zhou Cang felt that his tiger's mouth was a little numb, and Chen Xun also sighed lightly and said secretly in his heart: "The Yellow Turban Army actually has such a fierce general.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, Zhou Cang's killing skills were fierce, and Chen Xun's marksmanship was exquisite, like a fish in the deep sea, making people nowhere to be found.

This encounter made Chen Xun feel that his marksmanship had improved like never before, and gradually Chen Xun gained the upper hand.

"Pass on Mrs. Chen's order, please ask the second son to collect the troops." A herald shouted. Chen Xun couldn't help frowning when he heard this, because he was about to win, but he was not easy to disobey the military orders on the battlefield.

"Hey, what's your name, black-faced man." Chen Xun asked before preparing to retreat.

"A certain Zhou Cang is also." The black-faced man shouted on his horse.

"He's Zhou Cang." Chen Xun's eyes flickered, and he retreated to the phalanx of the Guangling army with his subordinates.