Beihai County.

At this moment, the city was slaughtered, Kong Rong looked down at the city, but when he saw the Yellow Turban army lined up under the city, he couldn't help frowning deeper. The pro-soldiers on the left and right followed him closely with shields, always on guard against feathered arrows that might come in an instant, and everyone was very serious, and their faces sank like water.

Kong Rong let out a long sigh, and his frown did not stretch out for a moment, just like his brow, proving that he was now upset. Why? Kong Rong, who was originally a celebrity and looked extremely handsome, had a somewhat gray face, and the circles under his eyes were much darker, but this was all caused by the Yellow Turban siege that kept him awake at night.

A few days ago, the yellow scarf suddenly came and surrounded the North Sea. He sent his general Zong Bao out of the city to kill the enemy, but he didn't want Zong Bao to just fight with the Yellow Turban General for a few rounds, and then he would be killed by the enemy general with a knife! Even if Kong Rong doesn't know about military affairs, he can also see the gap, there are no generals under his command who are more brave than Zong Bao, at most they can be compared, no matter how they are, they can't be compared with the Yellow Turban generals who are riding horses in the field of vision and outside the range of bows and arrows!

Continuing to send people out is only sending them to death, not to mention that Kong Rong himself can see that the generals under his command have no intention of fighting when they see Zong Bao fighting in the city and being killed in just a few rounds, let alone fighting out of the city. Therefore, Kong Rong chose to defend the city, no matter how the Yellow Turban Army outside came out to call the battle, and what kind of language he used, he never chose to fight.

Refusing to be able to resist the will continue to lose the morale of the warrior, but after all, it is within the acceptable range. Once the battle is fought, not only will the military strength be lost, but the death of the generals is the most terrible, and the morale of the soldiers is far from being comparable to the former.

Kong Rong sighed, put his hands in his sleeves behind his back, he knew that the Yellow Turban Army besieging the city was going to wait until the morale of the soldiers in the city fell to the lowest estimation before attacking the city, but he didn't have any way. It can only be delayed for a day, waiting for a miracle to happen. There is a light called hope flashing in Kong Rong's eyes, he is ready, and he will send someone out to ask for help in the near future, but the timing must be carefully figured out, and he can't let the yellow turban thieves notice!

In the aisle at the head of the city, a Han soldier stood straight in his position, but his eyes kept looking down the city. The faces of many soldiers had turned extremely pale, beads of sweat were dripping from their foreheads, the knuckles of the palms of the spears had turned white, and some of them were constantly trembling.

"What are you afraid of?" An old soldier patted a shaking soldier on the shoulder nonchalantly, and the latter couldn't help jumping up, so frightened that he let out a long breath when he was now his comrade.

"Don't you see they're one head and two hands? Just be ruthless than them and you can kill them! What's more, it's a city defense, just pick up rocks and wood and smash them down, and you don't have to do it with real knives and guns! The veteran continued.

But the faces of these recruits only became slightly better, and the pressure in their hearts still did not lessen much. Looking at the black oppression in the distance below the city, their hearts were heavy, and they could hardly breathe.

Shaking their heads, many of the veterans at the head of the city couldn't help but shake their heads, these recruits were so bad that they were even worse than when they first entered the army. Just this kind of soldier? Once the battle begins, it is better to defend the city, but once the Yellow Turban Thieves attack the city, they can almost think of that kind of one-sided battle.

Although Kong Taishou was kind to the people, Beihai was also rich in grain and grass in the past few years, and the people lived a healthy life, but on the way to martial affairs, it was not erosive, but many of the soldiers were untrained, and more were recruits like Chengtou, who were hastily recruited from the city. I can't see anything in normal times, but once the war comes, it will be a catastrophe.

All kinds of thoughts passed through their minds, but these veterans did not have a trace of impatience on their faces, and began to unravel the recruits. They were like this back then, they were the same as they were when they first went to the battlefield, and it was also under the leadership of veterans that they finally transformed until they became what they are now. These current recruits are their comrades, standing with them, and they share life and death in the war, so they can't say that they dislike it, but there is some urgency, and they are eager to let these recruits grow up.

Even when the army came to the city, they were all the same as usual, with a relaxed and freehand on their faces, as if they were patrolling the city. Maybe they will die in the next moment, but it does not prevent them from standing here with the mentality of living in the present, because for them soldiers, life is too fast, maybe a moment, maybe two moments, and it is better to be happy for a while before death than to be sad before death. That's the difference between them and the recruits, any veteran who had been smiling a moment ago would turn into a cold and indifferent warrior as soon as he entered the battle.

"You see, those outside the city are all Yellow Turban thieves, and once the North Sea is breached, then your brothers and sisters, parents, wives and children, all of them will be in danger of their lives. If nothing else, you should have heard those rumors, right? The yellow turban thief crosses the border, and it will be scraped three feet to the ground! If you can't keep them out of the walls, what about them inside the walls? The veteran persuaded the recruits, and the voice was not loud, but it was very clear, and the recruits listened to it in their ears, echoing, and in their minds it changed into a deafening bell, striking and vibrating.

The face changed, and finally there was a resolute face, and many of the recruits were still holding their fingers white, but they were holding the barrel of their guns tighter and tighter! They also have siblings, parents and children, all behind them! If they can't protect it, then who will? So, no matter what, keep the Yellow Turban thieves out of the city, don't allow them to go a step forward, never allow!

Seeing this scene, many veterans nodded with relief, these recruits are just inexperienced, and they still have blood. As long as they have gone through the baptism of battle and seen blood, then they can all become qualified soldiers, and after living a long time, they can also become veterans like them. It's just that the bitterness in their mouths reminds them that how many of these recruits can survive the siege of the Yellow Turban Thieves? Because it's them, and there are many people who may not be able to get out of it.

"Huh? What is that? A Han soldier overlooking the city exclaimed, pointing to one of the Yellow Turban formations in the distance.

In that area, people and figures were intertwined, and there was a commotion, accompanied by bursts of blood!

(End of chapter)

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