Chapter 222: Yangcheng Battle Starts!

When the first ray of light pierced into the tall city wall of Yangcheng, the lookout under the command of Luo Shi sounded the alarm drum at the first time, and the battle intent and killing intent set off by the army that exploded like ants in the camp at the end of his line of sight made him keenly aware that the Han army was really going to attack the city with an iron heart!

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Luo Shi carried his own big iron cone, facing the morning sun in the east and rushed to the city tower of Yangcheng, the city tower of Yangcheng, not so much a city tower, not a huge street, but also the kind of street that has been continuously expanded, close to 5 zhang high city wall in the past dynasties of Yangcheng people and garrison belief blessing, there is a kind of terrifying power of Yuanting Zhiyue, like a continuous, at the same time extremely steep hill arch the entire Yangcheng.

Every 100 paces on this 15-meter-high street, there is a huge fortress where the people who have lived here for generations and the soldiers who have guarded the city walls have guarded the safety of the city!

And now, the most elite and most fearless warriors in the yellow turban are walking up to the city one by one under the blessing of Zhang Baodao, they are carrying knives, wearing armor, and the armor they have exchanged from the Yangcheng arsenal is no different from the sergeants swept outside the city, only the distinctive Baotou yellow scarves on their heads play a more solid guarantee than helmets, behind them, ordinary yellow scarves with fear on their faces are putting big stones, wood one by one, with the hardships they have been accustomed to, Accustomed to working on his back and hands to carry it up the city wall, a large cauldron was erected, and the fire was raging under it, in which the boiling water was boiling, and all kinds of dirt were faintly visible in the tumbling water, and a few scoops of boiling oil were poured into it, covering up the soup that exuded a strong smell.

Zhang Bao walked up to the city with a very handsome face, the face that has always been smiling now has a kind of majesty that is not angry and self-assured, the apricot yellow robe flutters in the wind, revealing the leather armor full of Taoist talismans, he stands at the head of the city, as if standing on the top of the mountain, behind the faint thousands of miles of earth in the blue light emerged, looking at the solemn face outside the city slowly gathered outside the range of bows and arrows, the Han army that reorganized the team, that respectful and familiar general, is wearing one-piece armor, standing in front of a phalanx, there is no need for a large army to hedge, also knew that most of the soldiers were frightened by the yellow scarves did not have the courage to fight in front of the battle, so they simply did not ride their own mounts, but stood with their heads held high, carrying a weapon with a special shape, and they would take the lead in the charge!

The air grew heavier, the walls burned brightly, and the fire of the golden soup and the bellows-like breath were as quiet as death.

The rising sun suddenly did not know where it came from, but it was hidden in the clouds as if it could not bear to look directly at the blood that was about to unfold.

Zhang Bao pursed his lips, and one after another orders were issued quickly, one by one the yellow scarves with long hands and legs held bowls of viscous materials, and drew mysterious runes on the streets of the city wall under their feet with a brush, as the runes were drawn farther and farther, the breath on Zhang Bao's body gradually began to become stronger, and even the muscles of the yellow turban sergeants who had been illuminated by the blue light began to swell, their will was firmer, their bodies were taller, and even the equipment on their bodies was more reliable, and the desire for war and blood in their eyes began to rise gradually.

The four Qu Shuai also left Zhang Bao with their own weapons, and spread out on the tall city wall, and their personal guards also filled the gaps in the defense line that looked slightly weak, and they would act as the last line of defense in this city wall!

Suddenly, a dull, majestic voice slowly sounded from the camp, pushing the sky back to the dark clouds, like the tide of the sky, rolling in, and like the thunder of the nine heavens, bursting the sky, the slow but endless crash, with the suppression of the eight desolations and the four seas, the majesty of the empire accumulated for hundreds of years, slowly approaching!

With the sound of the first drum, all kinds of internal breath roared from the military generals in front of the formation to envelop the army behind them, bringing the phalanx to their own strong characteristics!

Under the call of this drum, the entire heaven and earth were instantly filled with endless slaughter, and even the sight of the yellow turban at the head of the city began to become difficult!

The abrupt drum sound became louder and louder in the breath of the army that rose to the sky, and when the golden Baise inner breath that covered the sky and earth in the last corner filled the entire army, it was already sounding together in all directions around the entire Yang City, and the drums sounded, with the stronger and stronger momentum of the Han army, turned into a torrent that impacted the nine heavens! It rang out in the whole heaven and earth!

This is the majesty of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years, and it is the killing intent of the most noble person in the Luoyang court!

This drumbeat is like a tsunami from a flat bottom, and it is the prelude to a feast of blood of 100,000 corpses!

"Woo-a-a

With an abrupt howl, the entire Han army seemed to have broken through some kind of huge shackles, and at the same time rushed madly towards Yangcheng under the leadership of the general, a respected army soul bloomed on the army, tigers, giant dragons, and mythical and legendary creatures were smelted by the army with the will of the overhead, ghosts, gods, demon kings, and ancient legends were condensed in the military array by the armor with blood, and the huge military souls that uprooted the mountains and seas one by one, shouldered the mountains and carried the mountains, took the stars and picked the sun, hissed, roared, In the tumbling blood of the leading generals, he carried all kinds of siege equipment in a crazy posture and roared over the ground! The air vortex brought up by the roaring army spirit enveloped the fierce wind, entrained the air waves, and rushed with the mysterious power added by the entire army!

"The heavens are dead! Huang Tian should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”

Zhang Bao raised his arms fiercely, the Dao sword rushed into the sky, the runes painted on the head of the city were full of blue light, and the yellow scarves with boiling blood howled loudly, and the bulging muscles that could be seen with the naked eye grabbed stones the size of spears and fists, and roared and threw them at the army rushing towards the city! Driven by the most bloody Dao technique, these former mud legs have frantically condensed their wills, and their thirst for blood has reached its peak!

Even the yellow turbans, who were trembling and playing the role of weapon porters, howled excitedly!

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Ahh

"Wow, hahaha!!"

The war reached a fever pitch in an instant, there was no persuasion before the battle, no mutual temptation, and no military generals rushed to the city alone, the Han army in countless roars and shouts, one by one phalanx held high thick shields, like a huge iron ball, under the leadership of the generals, anxious roars, strides, iron armor impact, military boots shook the ground, and rushed towards the city wall!

The combat boots of nearly 80,000 troops ran up, as if even the walls of Yangcheng were trembling!

"Wind! Shoot! Fast!!!! In the frenzied roar of the squad leader, the archers pulled up their big bows, pulled the bowstrings, and shot away the arrows that had already been good as fast as they could, or not standard, with standard or non-standard movements!

"Flying Stones! Flying Stones! Two dogs! Let you fly stones! The roaring captain of the flying stone kicked the frightened and sluggish, sore hands and feet of the little soldier behind him, and then pinched the fist-sized stone in the opponent's hand in his hand, and turned around, under the exaggerated movement, the stone roared towards the city, for these mud legs who have been throwing stones and playing with stones since they were young, this fist-sized stone simply refers to where to fight, and it is much better than what broken bow and arrow, so the stones in the sky followed the rain of arrows and fell whistling.

The 3,000 flying stone brigade at the head of the city, each flying stone hand has 10 flying stones of suitable size around him, and in the "whirring" sound of breaking the air, the arms that are comparable to mechanical nooses under the stimulation of Taoism are stunned to smash nearly two kilograms of stones out of the momentum of the bazooka!

One by one, the military souls of the Han army were quickly consumed, until a military soul that was not considered a top army was dissipated by the concentrated fire attack under the command of Qu Shuai Pinghan, the battle damage of the Han army instantly started from zero, and the branch line rose at an exaggerated speed!

Almost as soon as the purple military soul screamed and turned into nothingness, the flying stones and arrows at the head of the entire city roared and smashed down in a way that made the eyelids of Zhu Jun and the others in the rear jump wildly!

It was only a few breaths of effort, and even the military general who was crazy about erupting with purple breath was buried in the pile of pebbles, and in the blink of an eye, a two-zhang high stone hill buried the poor army that had just been worn away without a trace, and Dong Zhuo and the others who were waiting for the city to be slaughtered after the city was broken with their Xiliang iron cavalry in the rear were a little green.

An army of nearly 8,000 people disappeared in a blink of an eye!

The other generals who were stimulated led the legion to rush to Yang City even more desperately!

Who knows if there will be another wave of stone rain!