Looking at the excited Xiliang Army, Lu Brown shouted: "Where are Zhang Ji and Fan Chou?" ”

"The end will be here!"

When Zhang Ji and Fan Chou heard Lu Bu's summons, they strode to Lu Bu to report it.

Looking at the two Xiliang generals in front of him, Lu Bu grinned: "In the other way, give back to the other, how the Kwantung Coalition Army shot you with arrows, you will return them to me." Do you understand? ”

Zhang Jifan Chou glanced at each other, made a majestic promise, and then waved his brocade robe, strode to the edge of the city wall and shouted to the gate: "The governor of the capital has an order, and the archers are ready!" ”

The 10,000 Xiliang archers who were on display in the pass were ready to go, and under the leadership of the captain, they quickly rushed to the tower of the Tiger Prison Pass, and saw that the archers had stood in three rows on the Tiger Prison Pass of hundreds of meters, and with a "bang" sound, Zhang Ji and Fan Chou quickly drew out the swords on their waists, and pointed directly at the Kwantung Coalition Army that filled the trenches under the pass: "Ready!" ”。

With the order of the two of them, there was a sound of opening the bow and pulling the string on the tiger prison, and I saw that more than 3,000 archers in the front row had drawn their bows and arrows like a full moon, and the feathered arrows on the bow were aimed at the Kwantung coalition forces who came to attack at a 45-degree looking angle.

"Put!"

Zhang Jifan shook his sword, and suddenly, the first wave of feather arrows poured down like a torrential rain, looking at the dense arrows like locusts crossing the border, many Kwantung coalition troops screamed in horror, threw down the stones and sandbags on their shoulders, and quickly rushed towards the rear like a tide regardless of the orders of the generals who supervised the battle. And those who didn't have time to escape were shot to the ground in an instant, and even people and stones rolled into the moat, becoming dead things that filled the moat. Because it was a close-range shot, the Kwantung coalition army below was like ants gathered together, so even if the Xiliang army shot indiscriminately with their eyes closed, they could hit with arrows, and after a few rounds of arrow rain, the Kwantung coalition army was killed or wounded more than 10,000 people.

Yuan Shao looked coldly as if he had decided to defeat the army, turned his head to Yan Liang and said, "You lead 100,000 troops to suppress the corners, but if anyone retreats, there will be no forgiveness!" ”

"No!"

Yan Liang made a strong promise, took the tiger talisman handed over by Yuan Shao, and rode his horse and whip forward to transfer troops.

After a while, the coalition soldiers who had retreated to a hundred meters of their own army formation did not have time to catch their breath. I saw the 100,000 soldiers displayed at the front of the corner of the phalanx, swords and spears raised and strode towards them.

Yan Liang walked in front with a knife, looked at the retreating coalition soldiers not far away, and raised his sword: "The alliance leader has an order, but whoever retreats will be killed!" ”

"General, we are just ordinary people, we don't want to fight."

An old man with a gray beard pushed aside the crowd, walked tremblingly to a place not far from Yan Liang and stopped, and knelt down to Yan Liang in tears and prayed.

Yan Liang heard what the old man said, and his face suddenly became as cold as an ice cellar in winter.

"What did you say!"

Riding a horse to the old man, Yan Liang hooked the stirrup with his left foot, leaned over and asked the old man coldly

"I said we were just ......"

Before the old man finished speaking, Yan Liang split his head and covered his face with a knife, only to see a flash of cold light, a bloody human head rolled to the ground, looking at the corpse in front of him coldly, Yan Liang's eyebrows were upside down, and he raised his knife and shouted angrily: "There are still dissenters, when such a person ends"

Seeing Yan Liang mercilessly slash the old man, the retreating coalition soldiers took a step back in horror, but they didn't carry out Yan Liang's order, and they still stood at a loss.

Yan Liang saw where those routed soldiers were still not moving, he raised his eyebrows, raised his knife and scolded angrily: "Toast and don't eat and punish wine, kill me!" ”

"Wow!"

100,000 soldiers shouted at the same time, and they all raised their swords and guns and pressed them.

The gun is like a reed, and the knife is like a cold spring.

Approaching the rout, 100,000 soldiers waved their guns and slashed indiscriminately, and after a burst of swords and swords, the coalition soldiers standing in the front row were instantly cut to the ground. All of a sudden, Yan Liang led his men and horses to defeat the troops and retreat again and again, killing and wounding no less than 5,000 people.

This side was defeated by the soldiers and horses of this side, and the other side was shot over by the Xiliang army, and the two routs collided together like a torrent, and fell down in an instant, but before the soldiers who fell got up, they were trampled to pieces by the crowded flow of people in an instant, and the seven holes bled to death. "Plop!" The sound of falling water is like dumplings in the pot, but before those fallen coalition soldiers climbed ashore, another wave of people were squeezed down the river, and the two sides fought for each other in the moat, pulling each other, wanting to rush to the shore first, and so on several rounds, the whole body of the river in the moat churning, the struggling crowd. Many of the coalition soldiers were exhausted by their struggles, and after drinking a few sips of the blood-soaked water, they gradually sank to the bottom of the river, becoming dead creatures filled with trenches like stones.

All of a sudden, the land under the Tiger Prison became a purgatory on earth, the screams of warriors. Screams and shouts came one after another, and tragic and tragic cries filled the sky above the Tiger Prison. It can't be dispersed for a long time.

"If you don't want to die, carry a stone for me to fill the river and open the way now, otherwise don't be ruthless with a knife!"

Perhaps he couldn't bear to see the tragic scene in front of him, or for other reasons, Yan Liang raised his sword, ordered the soldiers to stop killing, and angrily scolded the unarmed coalition soldiers.

Perhaps because they were afraid of being killed, those coalition soldiers glanced at Yan Liang in fear, and then they carried stones and sandbags on their shoulders one after another, and rushed to the moat without their lives.

In their opinion, advance or death, retreat is death, retreat is death, advance or there is a glimmer of life, and finally they choose to move forward between advance and retreat, and at the moment they can't help but carry huge stones to the edge of the moat, and then throw the stones and sandbags on their shoulders into the river one after another.

Those soldiers who were lucky enough not to be drowned were still secretly rejoicing, but they were smashed by the rain of boulders and sandbags and fell into the moat, which instantly dyed the moat in front of the Tiger Prison Pass red.

Lu Bu looked down from the thick city wall with a gloomy face, and saw that on the not very wide land of the moat, there were thousands of corpses of coalition soldiers lying horizontally, only a few of these war dead were wearing a few pieces of cloth armor, most of the corpses were simply wrapped in cloth shirts, and the weapons in their hands were only simple wooden or bamboo spears, and there was not even a decent small shield, how could such equipment withstand the shooting of the Xiliang army.

Zhang Liao stood beside Lu Bu with a dignified body, looking at the coalition soldiers who were not afraid of death and fought bravely, as well as those soldiers who were constantly shot and killed by the Xiliang army, Zhang Liao sighed helplessly: "Lord, judging from the equipment, these tens of thousands of soldiers who filled in the trenches must be the people captured by Yuan Shao and them, and they used them as consumables for siege, and those real elites are ready to attack in the rear, and when the moat is filled, they will come to attack the city!" ”

When Lu Bu heard this, he nodded: "You are right, they are all people forcibly recruited by the princes of the Eighteen Towns, no matter how many such soldiers die, Yuan Shao and they will not feel distressed." ”

Zhang Liao looked up into the distance, only to see the Kwantung Coalition Army's military formation waving flags, the momentum was huge, and he did not show a trace of sorrow for the tens of thousands of dead and wounded people on the moat, and still stood as steadily as a mountain, waiting for the moment when the moat was filled.

"At the beginning of the troubled times, the avenue was abolished, the princes regarded all things as dogs, regarded human life as grass, and the civilians were just playthings in their hands for them, which was worse than ants!"

Lu Bu remembered the ugly faces of the princes in his previous life, and turned his head to look at Zhang Liao: "Justice, avenue, jurisprudence, morality, and mercy are all excuses for the princes to win the world, and I am the purest strong man in the troubled times, all I have to do is to calm this troubled world in my lifetime, although this road is very difficult, but I believe that I will succeed, why?" Just because I am a national warrior. ”

When Zhang Liao heard this, his eyes looked at Lu Bu feverishly, and his excitement was overflowing: "I am willing to follow the lord for the rest of my life, even if it is to go to Dao Mountain, I will not hesitate to enter the sea of fire." ”

When Lu Bu heard this, he laughed loudly, then shook his head, held Zhang Liao's hand tightly with both hands, and said, "With Wenyuan's help, why worry about big things." ”

"Grand Governor, the moat has been filled with corpses and stones, and the coalition forces have begun to attack the city!"