After the battle of "going home" ended, Bai Qi dragged his tired and scarred body back to the barracks behind him with the only dozen or so people left.

After entering the barracks, Bai Qi held his body strongly, until he watched the last member of the death squad be settled, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and sat down on the ground.

At this moment, one hand handed Bai Qi a piece of cake, "It's noon, general, let's eat something" After looking at Bai Qi and taking the cake in his hand, Bai Zheng also sat down by Bai Qi.

"General, can we still hold it?" Bai Zheng was a little stunned at this time, and after sitting down, he pressed his head very low, only knowing that he was mechanically putting it into his mouth, stuffing the cake one bite after another, so that this sentence made his speech blurred, and no one could see his expression when he said it.

Bai Qi, who originally wanted to eat something, had just brought the cake to his mouth, and after hearing Bai Zheng's words, his movements were also paused, if the war did not start, Bai Qi would definitely answer him firmly, and he would definitely be able to hold it.

But after seeing the cruelty of war, Bai Qi realized how naïve his thoughts were, the real war is not like in the game, the death of soldiers is just a reduction in numbers, when one after another members of the death squad were split by a sharp blade in front of him, and his body fell weakly, Bai Qi understood the preciousness of life.

"How is the loss of our army?" Bai Qi, who couldn't give Bai Zheng an accurate answer, could only ask such a question.

"The first team suffered nearly half of the casualties, and the second and third teams had no casualties, but the arrows of the whole army have been consumed by as much as seventy percent, and it will be really difficult for us to resist the next attack of the enemy."

After hearing Bai Zheng's answer, Bai Qi calculated the time and his own arrangement, and finally issued an order, "Order the first team to go down the camp wall, the second team to change the defense, hand over the arrows of the whole army to the second team, and tell all the brothers that reinforcements are coming, and we only need to guard until dusk"

After hearing Bai Qi's arrangement, Bai Zheng didn't care about eating half of the bread, and turned around and wanted to give an order, but as soon as he turned around, he stopped, and said to Bai Qi with a slight hesitation, "General, your face"

When Bai Zheng asked him this, Bai Qi remembered the injury on his face, and his right hand subconsciously touched it, just touching the wound, his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted, he couldn't feel it when he was fighting, but it really hurt when he stopped.

But at the touch of a button, Bai Qi also understood that the right side of his face was a wound that almost penetrated his cheek, he shook his head and chuckled, and the wound on the right side of his face was in sharp pain because of his slight movement.

"Hiss" In the face of such pain, Bai Qi's expression was more helpless, "How can I face Yan'er?"

At this time, he thought of the big man who died because he saved himself, and he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart, "It's okay, it's a blessing to be able to pick up this life."

An hour later

Bai Zheng walked up to the camp wall after arranging everything, and looked at Bai Qi, who had been standing on the camp wall after eating, and Bai Zheng's face showed a worried look.

"General, go down and rest for a while, I'm here."

"I can hold on, the enemy has already begun to line up, and it looks like an attack is imminent"

As soon as Bai Qi's words fell, the Yellow Turban troops outside the valley sounded the horn of attack, this time Zhang Bao did not change the strategy of attack, or two teams of 5,000 people attacked, the only difference was that at the rear of the entire attack, there was an extra row of troops with long-handled machetes.

"I hate my own people so much, I deserve to be the Digong General of the Yellow Turban Army" When Bai Qi saw this platoon of soldiers for the first time, he understood what they were doing, the goal of this platoon of soldiers was not the Han army led by Bai Qi, but their own soldiers, their task was to prevent the soldiers from escaping, but any soldiers who dared to retreat would die under their swords.

Looking at the menacing Yellow Turban troops, Bai Qi began to be a little worried, he didn't want the two thousand brothers he brought out to die on the battlefield.

"Bai Zheng sent me an order to let the brothers not care about the loss of arrows, and start shooting as soon as the enemy enters the firing range, but there is one thing for me to remember, all of them will be accurate for me."

The third battle between the Han army and the Yellow Turban Army began, after the Yellow Turban troops entered the range of the Han army, so the Han troops guarding the camp did not need anyone's orders, and their movements were surprisingly consistent, and they all opened their bows and swords towards the target in their hearts, and shot the deadly arrows in their hands.

In fact, it can't be said that there is nothing to aim at, in the face of such a dense Yellow Turban troops, anyone as long as the strength is enough, can take the life of a Yellow Turban soldier, said that such a shooting regardless of losses, really made the Yellow Turban troops pay a lot of price, the attacking Yellow Turban troops have not yet made contact with the Han army, they have already lost nearly thirty percent.

However, only thirty percent of the arrows remained, and after each soldier shot about seven arrows, the Han army's arrow feathers were completely exhausted "Hey, if there are enough arrows, these inferior soldiers who don't know how to defend, Lao Tzu let them laugh and cry and can't leave"

Looking at the soldiers who had no arrows to shoot, Bai Qi pulled out the sword hanging on his waist, "Brothers, draw their swords with me to meet the enemy" After seeing Bai Qi's movements, the soldiers who defended the city threw aside the longbow in their hands one after another, pulled out the long sword from the scabbard and waited for a white-knuckle battle with the enemy.

Without the rain of arrows, the Yellow Turban troops marched much faster, and they arrived at the camp wall of the Han army camp in a short time, and after setting up the ladder, they had to climb the wall to grab the camp, but in their imagination, the falling rocks and rolling logs in the sky did not appear, and only scattered defensive things fell, and it seemed that there was not much left of the Han army's garrison.

In the face of the Yellow Turban troops like locusts in the sky, Bai Qi did not have the previous nervousness, "What about the crowd, I will let you have no return" Saying that, Bai Qi swung his sword and slashed, and called a Yellow Turban soldier who had just climbed the camp wall and had not had time to release his bold words, and the body was separated.

The Han army defending on the wall, under the leadership of Bai Qi, was in the limelight for a while, and it had a bit of momentum to suppress the Yellow Turban Army from the camp wall.

There are only 700 Han troops that can be defended, and there are nearly 7,000 attacking Yellow Turban troops.

As a new round of soldiers climbed the camp wall, the Yellow Turban Army began to slowly move back into decline, but the Han Army's defense became more and more difficult, although they fought hard, but the difference in numbers was too huge, on average a Han soldier had to face at the same time, two or three Yellow Turban soldiers.

And after solving the soldiers in front of him, there were immediately follow-up Yellow Turban soldiers to make up, and the non-stop fighting made more and more Han soldiers because they were tired of counterattacking and were divided into bodies by several Yellow Turban soldiers, and even some Han soldiers who were on the verge of death would jump off the camp wall with several Yellow Turban soldiers in their arms.

"General, hurry up and let the third team come up, otherwise we really won't be able to hold it" Looking at the troops who had already suffered more than half of the casualties and the defensive space was still being compressed, Bai Zheng shouted to Bai Qi with a panicked expression.

However, Bai Qi's face was still as usual at this time, because he knew that if his plan wanted to go on as usual, he must remain calm, any wrong judgment would make his plan fall short, "No, it's not the right time, I have a lot of use for the third team, you hurry up and let the remaining brothers of the first team come up"

"But after a morning of fighting, they are already sleepy and tired, and I am afraid that they will not be able to save the situation of the war."

"Execute Command"

After a while, the remaining soldiers of the first group returned to the city wall and fought together at the place where the second group was united, but the remaining soldiers of the two teams together were not enough to make the full group of seven hundred.

However, with the addition of more than 300 new troops, the situation was relatively stable for a while, and the two sides were in a stalemate on the camp wall, which made Bai Zheng very anxious, and in his opinion, such a delay was only to delay the time of their death.

"General, think of a way, if we continue like this, we will be wiped out."

But Bai Qi didn't pay any attention to his meaning at this time, but while fighting, his eyes looked in the direction of the Yellow Turban Army formation from time to time, "Hurry, Dian Wei will look at you"

At this time, Bai Qi seemed to see something, which made his eyes light up, "Quick, set fire to the camp wall"