The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the flags cover the stars.

On the east wall of the Luoyang City Wall, the officers and soldiers were nervous during the day, and they were so frightened by rumors that they were beating drums in their hearts, and finally they couldn't stay up at night, and fell asleep in a deep sleep, looking for a trace of peace.

Huangfu Song was wearing armor, the red cloak was dragged on the ground, slowly walking on the city wall, checking the situation of the soldiers, for several days, he has been sharing weal and woe with the soldiers, has not returned home, and the yellow scarf outside the city has not really attacked, and I don't know if the original strategy has only worked now, he has been relieved in his heart.

And today there is the news of the emperor's death, he knows that it is not a rumor, because when the emperor was crazy, he knew that he knew the road, and then went to the palace but it was difficult to enter, and at that time he knew that the road was mostly bad luck.

But now in this situation, he had to lie and tell the soldiers that the emperor was still there to stabilize the morale of the army.

In the past few days, the undercurrent of Luoyang City is surging, and even a little impetuousness can be felt in the air, Huangfu Song does not dare to be careless, with the feeling that he has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, this is not a good sign, and even he guessed that maybe the Yellow Turban Army will attack the city in the past two days, and he smells the smell of war.

Looking at these soldiers, Huangfu Song sighed.

Seeing this, the adjutant general behind him asked.

"Why did the general sigh?"

Huangfu Song glanced at the deputy general and said lightly.

"Don't you know the way? Outside Luoyang City is the Yellow Turban Army among the millions, although the combat strength is insufficient, but after all, there are many people, and they have seen blood, and what about our soldiers? Not to mention the combat strength, even many soldiers have not even seen blood, and the number of soldiers is far less, this battle is difficult. ”

"With the general leading, the big man will win!"

The deputy general is very confident, he has always followed Huang Fu Song's side, he knows that Huang Fu Song is powerful, he does not believe that he can defeat the Han army commanded by Huang Fu Song with a yellow turban thief with a wooden stick.

"Victory? There are a few people in the world who dare to say that they will win in this situation, how dare my Emperor Fu Song make such wild words! Besides, there have been frequent accidents in Luoyang in the past few days, and the people's grievances are boiling, panic and anxiety, and there have been messages to impact, which not only caused panic to the people, but also had a greater impact on the soldiers. ”

The deputy general disagreed, as a general of a hundred battles, he was not afraid, but today when he heard the rumors, his heart was also trembling, at this critical time, if the royal family is unstable, then the Han army will have no leader, and the morale will inevitably drop greatly.

He had always been afraid that this rumor was true, but the general told him that it was false, that the Yellow Turban wanted to create an incident and disturb the morale of the army, and now he really couldn't help it, and he was really unsteady in his heart if he didn't ask, and he felt a little bad tonight.

"General, is that rumor true?"

Huangfu Song closed his eyes, opened them after a long time, and nodded slightly.

The adjutant general couldn't believe it, he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, His Majesty really died! died at this time, so who is the Son of Heaven of the Han Dynasty now, and who are they working for? No wonder the general wants to stop it, if this is known by the soldiers, the army's morale will be in chaos, and Luoyang will be finished.

calmed down his churning mood, and the deputy general suddenly seemed to remember something, and stared at Huangfu Song.

"General, do you know the Yellow Turban outside the city?"

Huangfu Song shook his head, holding the sword at his waist, looking at the dark night sky.

"I don't know the way, but I shouldn't know the way, the general has already given the order, even if I know the way, it won't be so fast."

The adjutant nodded and said to Huangfu Song.

"General, tonight, the last general is very uneasy, and he always feels that something is happening."

"You feel that way, too?"

Huangfu Song looked at the deputy general and wondered.

The adjutant general nodded, Huang Fu Song looked at the Yellow Turban Army camp again, it seemed that something was really wrong, after a long time, Huang Fu Song couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he said to the deputy general.

"That's it, you lead people on duty tonight, the soldiers are tired of tossing today, maybe they will be loose, don't blame them, you work hard, although the Yellow Turban Army did not attack the city, there is no big mistake in being careful."

The adjutant general said "Nuo" nodded, and he also knew that he couldn't be cautious at this time.

After that, Huangfu Song was ready to leave with the lieutenant general to see what was going on with the soldiers.

As soon as he turned around, the lieutenant glanced casually outside the city, and in an instant, his pupils became old, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

I saw a flying feather arrow dilated in his pupils and came straight towards him, and the deputy general didn't even have time to dodge.

With a faint "flutter", the arrow pierced his neck, cutting off his vitality, and the adjutant's hand was stretched out in the air and stagnant, dead and dead.

Huangfu Song, who was walking in front, noticed that something was wrong, he felt the strong wind just now, and turned his head to look.

The adjutant general's body "plopped" and fell to the ground, and there was no sound, Huangfu Song looked outside the city again, only to find that ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, heading straight to the head of the east city wall, and outside the city wall was a dense Yellow Turban Army, which was attacking.

Huangfu Song, a veteran of a hundred battles, how could he not know what happened to Lu Dao, and roared.

"Come on, beat the drum to meet the enemy!"

The guards behind him are veterans who follow Huangfu Song, although there is a sudden great change, but there is no chaos at all, and it is called "Nuo", not long after, the drums of the generals resounded throughout Luoyang, and the soldiers who were still asleep heard the drums and hurriedly dressed.

Huang Fu Song saw the soldiers in a hurry and panicked, some of whom didn't even wear armor, and some couldn't even find weapons, so he couldn't help but be furious and pulled out the long sword at his waist.

"Panic what! Look at the way you look, are you still soldiers, don't panic. ”

"Have you all arrived?"

"General, it's all here!"

"Okay, now the generals pay attention to the enemy soldiers, command their subordinates, calm down and don't panic, this is the first attack of the enemy soldiers, you must hold it!"

"No!"

"Order, archers suppress, don't let the enemy soldiers get close to the city walls!"

"No!"

"Are you idiots, what are you doing here, why don't you hurry up and prepare fire oil and wood."

"No!"

The city walls were suddenly busy, and after the initial panic, they finally began to calm down.

Huangfu Song held a long sword in his hand and looked at the Yellow Turban Army with burning eyes.

And at this time, outside the city.

Zhang Jiao looked at the city wall and said to Zhang Yan on the side.

"Little guy, you have good strength, you can shoot to the city wall so far!"

Zhang Yan smiled embarrassedly, he felt that the arrow just now should have hit a person, but it was too dark to see it overnight, so he could only scratch his head.

"Thank you for your praise."

Zhang Jiao smiled, and paid attention to this little guy in his heart, he was a general, and then ordered.

"Order, the whole army is on fire, it's time to deter the Han army."

The herald behind him said, "No! ”

Subsequently, it didn't take long to see the fire outside Luoyang City, surrounded by endless torches, and if you look at it from the sky, Luoyang City is like a wick in the flames. The Yellow Turban Army held weapons in their hands and held flags, rushing towards Luoyang from all directions.

"Come on, go and order General Digong and General Rengong to take the Yellow Turban Lux to attack the city in person, and you must take Luoyang in one fell swoop!"

"No!"

At this time, a small handsome man beside him said suspiciously.

"General Tiangong, isn't it too early to call the Yellow Turban Lux to attack at this time?"

"Hehe, the military book has a cloud of strength, and then declines, and three exhaustions, I want to break through Luoyang in one fell swoop, I can't give them a chance to slow down, and kill their courage with thunder."

"Great sage and good teacher!"

"Okay, don't say anything about being wise or not, go and ask those unarmed soldiers to shout to me at Luoyang City, 'Emperor Han is dead, tell them to surrender early, otherwise once the city is broken, no one will be left', go!"

"No!"

Zhang Jiao looked at Luoyang, which was surrounded by firelight, and smiled very charmingly, just like facing a piece of tender fat meat to be enjoyed on the case, muttering to himself, this Luoyang will belong to me in the future, the emperor, also, yes, I, Zhang Jiao's!

When Zhang Jiao was looking forward to the future, the walls of Luoyang began to rout.

When Huangfu Song was still commanding the Han army to resist, the other three city walls were already in danger, and the night was too sudden and too unexpected.

"General, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?"

Huangfu Song heard the bad news, and hurriedly asked, what he is most afraid of now is that the Yellow Turban Army relies on the large number of troops, attacking from all sides, regardless of the main feint, in that case, it will be difficult for the Han army to resist millions of Yellow Turbans.

But the more you are afraid of something, the more skinny the reality becomes, and the more something, the flames on all sides have told Huang Fu Song, his guess has come true, it is really attacking from all sides, Huang Fu Song heard it at first glance, his feet were light, and he almost fell.

Looking at the dense Yellow Turban Army, the banner that covers the sky and the sun is like a fire in the firelight, I can't help but feel like ashes, holding the city wall beside me, looking up at the dark and lightless sky, there is only one thought in my heart: Luoyang is finished!