Every second passed, Guan Hai and the Beihai Yellow Turban Army led by him to attack the city got closer to Beihai City, and in less than a second, dozens of Yellow Turban Army soldiers died. Compared to the day, the night gave them a quiet place to get to the position closest to Beihai City, which saved a lot of losses, but no doubt, the closer they gotween, the more Yellow Turban soldiers will die.

Even the heavily armed pro-guards who protected Guan Hai in this section of the road also died a lot in this short journey! Their shields, the armor they were wearing, were well protected, but they were still caught off guard by a cold arrow, and then shot in an unprotected place, so they died.

But so what? This is not the reason why Guan Hai can give up, nearly half a month of waiting, hibernating, just for this moment. If he gave up so easily, wouldn't it prove his incompetence? Like the envoy sent by Jizhou, so cowardly and timid?

Guan Hai thought of Yun Ting at this time, and in just a moment, a sneer appeared on his face. Because, he had already reached the city wall of Beihai City, and through the gap in the shield in front of him, he could clearly see the mottled city bricks reflected in the firelight.

"Whew."

From the top of the city, the sound of falling wind and dark shadows made people feel great pressure.

"Be careful!" One of the guards shouted, raising his shield.

"Bang." There was an extremely dull sound, and the shield in the guard's hand had been smashed into a dent and deflated. And the aftermath did not fade, along with the shield, and slammed into the arm. There was a crunching sound from his arm, and the whole thing twisted, and it slammed into his head, and there was only a muffled snort, and the guard fell.

In addition to the city, more falling rocks were pushed down, and they were raised one after another, and they fell straight towards Guan Hai and his party. From the battlement, Zhou She's head poked out, and he looked at Guan Hai under the city, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a smug smile. When the archer shot the arrow just now, he was afraid that the arrow would not be able to kill Guan Hai, but in this section near the city wall, every stone fell, regardless of whether there was a shield or not, was useless.

"Retreat!" Guan Hai immediately ordered all the guards to retreat, and he could see the playful face poking out of the city, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

At such a close distance, Rao is in charge of the force group, but the force carried when a stone falls, even if he uses a gun to pick it up, he can only kill people with guns! Rolling towards the ground, a falling stone fell on the place where Guan Hai was standing before, and a small piece of rubble splashed, flying right past Guan Hai's cheek, leaving a blood mark.

His eyes were on fire, "Look for death!" But looking at this city wall, it is still a strong wall that cannot be easily climbed, and Guan Hai can only suppress the anger in his heart.

The wave of rocks just now, when Guan Hai reminded him quickly, still killed more than a dozen guards who surrounded Guan Hai! All that remained in the field of vision were bloody corpses, including the long knives and shields that had been smashed, all of which had been distorted to the point of insignificance.

He threw the spear in his hand down, picked up a still intact shield from the ground, and protected it in front of him. "Bell bell", the three feather arrows hit the shield almost at the same time, and fell helplessly.

From behind Guan Hai, the sappers carrying the ladder approached the city wall, and with concerted efforts, the ladder was erected and pushed down towards the city wall. The whole ladder shook, but it finally stabilized.

"Here comes the knife!" Guan Hai let out a long roar and took the long knife handed by the guard next to him. In front of him, outside the walls of Beihai, many cloud ladders had been erected, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army besieging the city had already followed the cloud ladders and attacked Beihai City.

From the second he looked at it, a cloud ladder was pushed down by the Han army defending the city at the head of the city, and fell down with the Yellow Turban soldiers who were climbing up above, with a loud sound, and the entire cloud ladder turned into a pile of broken wood. At the same time, at the moment of smashing, it also smashed the soldiers besieging the city under the city, and their heads were bleeding for a while.

Some soldiers died, stoned to death, some fell with the ladder, shattered their bones, and some were doused with a burst of hot oil in the process of climbing, screaming in pain and jumping off the ladder. He was covered in blood blisters, boiling oil rattled, and the armor he was wearing not only did not play a protective role, but also made his skin and flesh tightly and sticky together, and every moment was extremely painful, whether he wanted to live or not, the pain brought him fell into the abyss.

At this moment, the archers brought by Guan Hai arrived at the battlefield, picked up their bows, and shot feather arrows towards the city, trying to suppress the Han archers at the city. The two sides did not give in, and the entire dark sky was intertwined with flowing feathered arrows.

The entire battlefield, from the very beginning, entered a white-hot state. Regardless of whether the Yellow Turban Army or the Han Army is on the side, each side will not give up the chips in its hands, and strive to maintain its advantages and tie the disadvantages.

The whole night was filled with the smell of blood. Guan Hai took a deep breath, how could he see the smell of blood coming out, and it penetrated into his heart and spleen. The shouts and screams in my ears shook my eardrums. The stray arrows shot indiscriminately, hitting the iron shield that Guan Hai was protecting his head, and there were continuous sounds, and in the next second, Guan Hai's feet moved, and the whole person rushed forward.

"Kill!" The only remaining pro-soldier guards also rushed up with Guan Hai. They were the most elite Yellow Turban soldiers, and they had already decided to be a sharp knife when they came, no matter what kind of protection the other party had, they would penetrate it!

With a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, Guan Hai flew forward. Constantly changing the position of the shield in his hand, his face was blurred and invisible under the firelight, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the determination to take Beihai City, and the sharp long knife that he was biting in his mouth now.

Hold on to the ladder with one hand, and climb up quickly with your feet. The sound of the wind, the shuttle of feathered arrows, sounded in his ears, the shield was struck, and there was a dense sound, and he had no doubt what would have happened if he had carried the spear he had held at the beginning.

Suddenly, Guan Hai's whole person opened to the right, and his right hand tightly grasped the ladder, but the whole person was suspended in mid-air, and only one hand and one foot remained on the ladder as the last support point. Just as he finished this thrilling action, the falling rolling stone with a strong wind smashed down from Guan Hai's original position, and smashed the head of a guard who followed Guan Hai to the top of the city!

(End of chapter)

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