Chapter Forty-Eight: The Battle of Chosha
"Hey!? Huangfu Song also sighed helplessly, listening to the never-ending scolding outside, and sat down a little decadently. In the past two days, he has been scolded so badly by the Yellow Turban Thief, if you want to say that Huangfu Song is not angry, the ghost doesn't believe it. But Huangfu Song is also helpless. Most of the soldiers he brought were recruits, and their morale was low, so why fight with the Yellow Turban thieves who numbered more than 100,000. If you fall for the Yellow Turban's radical method, then the Changshe may not be able to be saved, and all the people in the city may not have a chance to live.
"Gongwei, let's hold on now, I have already sent the rescue letter, I believe that the imperial court will definitely send us reinforcements. And His Royal Highness Liu Yao, the eldest prince, will also get the news, I believe that he will also come here far away. Huangfu Song said.
Hearing Liu Yao's name, Zhu Jun couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart. "Yes, one month is enough time for His Highness to come to Yingchuan from Youzhou. The news from our side must have been known to His Royal Highness the Grand Prince. Even the Great Prince of Karasuma can be destroyed at will, how can these yellow turbans be his opponents. ”
At this moment, the scolding outside the city suddenly stopped.
"What's going on? Why is there no sound? Huangfu Song said suspiciously.
"Hmph, what's going on, I guess those yellow scarves are tired of scolding, so I'll stop and rest now." Zhu Jun said angrily.
Huangfu Song is not so simple, it always feels like this is the calm before the storm.
Sure enough, as Huangfu Song expected. "Report ......" a herald ran in with a look of fear on his face.
Zhu Jun looked at the herald's wretched face, and directly kicked the herald to the ground, and said angrily, "Look at what you look like, how can my Zhu Jun's subordinates have a useless guy like you." ”
"Hey, Gongwei, stop it." Huangfu Song hurriedly organized Zhu Jun, who still wanted to continue the violence. Then he looked at the herald and frowned, "Okay, tell me what's going on." ”
"Qi Yuda, my lord, that yellow, yellow turban thief, I don't know where and where, I got a lot of ladders. Now, the siege is ready to begin!! The herald stammered a sentence and said it completely. In the past few days, they have been scared by the yellow scarf. At this time, it is already very good to be able to say a sentence completely.
"What do you say!!" Huangfu Song was shocked and looked incredulous. The main reason why they were able to keep Changshe City before was because the Yellow Turban thieves did not have the equipment to attack the city, so as long as Huangfu Song did not bring troops out of the city, then the Yellow Turban had no way to take it himself. But now that there are siege machines, then Changshe Castle is dangerous.
"Kill, kill, kill......" seemed to be in response to the words of the herald, and suddenly there was a shout of killing from outside the furnishing city.
"Gongwei, it's not good, hurry up and follow me to the city wall to have a look." Huangfu Song said with an anxious face. Immediately, regardless of whether Zhu Jun heard it or not, he walked towards the direction of the city wall with an arrow step.
Zhu Jun snorted coldly, and said indignantly, "It's just in time, I just have no place to spread the anger in my stomach." As he spoke, he quickly followed Huangfu Song.
Outside the city of Changshe, Bocai is directing the Yellow Turban siege. "Rush me, rush me, carry me the ladder up."
The next moment, a large number of yellow turbans rushed towards the direction of the city wall with a ladder. Bocai looked at this scene with satisfaction. These ladders were secretly forged by him in the past few days, for this day. The most important thing for yellow scarves is manpower. Under the reasonable construction of tens of thousands of people, there are a lot of fresh cloud ladders in just two days.
At this time, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun also came to the city wall, looked at the scene below, and hurriedly shouted, "Archer, shoot me." ”
Suddenly, two thousand archers on the city wall shot arrows with bows at the same time. Dense arrows shot towards the yellow turbans under the city wall, and many yellow turbans died in a while.
After losing a lot of yellow scarves, the yellow turban thieves were a little scared for a while, and some of them wanted to retreat in fear. When did they say that some peasants who don't know anything have ever seen such a bloody scene?
Bo Cai saw that someone was retreating, raised his spear to the sky, and shouted, "Everyone, cower, slash." The first to rush into the city of Changshe hundreds of gold. ”
At this moment, for the sake of his own life, no one dared to take a step back, and there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and for a while, all the yellow scarves wanted to fight as if they were chickens, and they were not afraid of death to launch an attack on the long society.
Finally, the Yellow Turban finally approached the city wall with more than a thousand corpses left, put up the ladder in his hand, and then attacked one by one along the ladder.
"Quick, quick, boiling oil, sasswood, rolling stones, throw them all at me." Huangfu Song roared and commanded the soldiers on the city wall to follow the footprints of the yellow turbans and climb the city wall.
"Ah!! My eyes. "Ah!! My hand is broken. ”
For a while, there were screams on the battlefield, and blood was flying
After an hour of siege, the outside of the city was full of corpses, and the moat was almost filled, and the blood flowed like a river.
The Yellow Turban side that besieged the city lost more than 10,000 soldiers, but the Han army was definitely not happy, losing at least 5,000 soldiers. But the worst part is that the rolling stones, hot oil and the like have all run out. Without these things, Changshe City may not be able to contain it.
At this time, the soldiers of these big men wanted to retreat from the battle, Zhu Jun saw that his heart was not good, and he rushed forward with an arrow step, and pulled out the long sword at his waist, one sword at a time. The head falls to the ground. Then the long sword pointed at the sky, and said with murderous aura, "Those who dare to escape, this is your example." ”
For a while, all the defenders were suppressed by Zhu Jun's cold-blooded methods, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore. These defenders were originally newly recruited and did not have much training. Compared to the regular army, the combat effectiveness is really not satisfactory. And now there are countless Yellow Turban thieves under the city. If Zhu Jun doesn't suppress it, once he mutinies, I'm afraid that Changshe City will not be able to defend it now.
Bo Cai saw that there were no defending utensils on the city wall, and immediately shouted excitedly, "Sons, there are no more fortification utensils on it, all rush up for me, there are still a lot of food in the city, where can we enjoy it." The first person to rush to the city wall was rewarded with 100 gold, and the people who killed Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were all 100 gold. ”
Bocai's words directly boosted the morale of all the Yellow Turban Army, and one by one they continued to attack the city wall without fear of death. As for the damage to the personnel, Bocai has never cared, even if there are twenty or thirty thousand dead, as long as he breaks through Changshe City, there are a lot of personnel in it who can be added to his team.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun looked at the frenzied attack of the yellow turban below, and glanced at each other, their eyes full of endless sadness. Immediately, the two of them shouted, "Swear to defend Changshe City to the death." The two men then took up their weapons at the same time, rushed to the wall, and began to kill the defenders.
At this moment, "Oh no, Dashuai, a large number of Han troops appeared five kilometers behind, thinking of killing on our side." A yellow scarf ran to the side of ** and shouted.
"What do you say!!" Bo was taken aback. "How can there be reinforcements from this big man at this time. How many people came. ”
"Marshal Qiyu, there are about more than 10,000 people, half of whom are cavalry." Huang Turban said respectfully.
"What, it's only 10,000. Even Huangfu Song's 40,000 officers and troops are no match for me, let alone only 10,000. Bocai said disdainfully. The Yellow Turban army behind him was immediately ordered to form a phalanx to resist reinforcements from the rear.