The Sima of the other department led the troops to follow Yang Zhao, and hundreds of people killed the Yellow Turban soldiers together.

They were boosted by Yang Zhao's morale, no longer panicked, and quickly suppressed the enemy who had ascended the tower.

Yang Zhao became more and more excited.

More than a dozen more enemy corpses fell beside him.

The system also continues to be upgraded.

[Level increased to Lv3.] 】

With the mechanical sound of the system, his innate divine power was strengthened again, and the fatigue was swept away again.

"Add some knife techniques."

Yang Zhao thought silently in his heart, and went to kill the enemy again.

The knife technique became the intermediate level of the entry, and he got more killing moves.

The individual Sima who was in charge of leading the army, seeing that Yang Zhao was killing more and more, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and thought, "Is he really a small soldier?" ”

Yang Zhao didn't care what other people thought, all he thought about was experience, but he didn't know that the other guard soldiers, under his own leadership, killed all the enemies who landed in the city.

However, the other ladders were lost again, and a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers climbed up desperately.

When Yang Zhao saw more enemies, the more excited he became.

With a swing of the knife, he slashed another Yellow Turban soldier, and blood splashed all over his face.

But he didn't feel the slightest sickness, and he still had an indescribable impulse, and once again struck at the enemy, slashing at the left and right, and the two Yellow Turban soldiers were cut down by him on the spot.

The experience of killing enemies continues to increase.

The level of the system was raised to lv4, and he added a little more sword technique.

Although there are wounds on his body, Yang Zhao doesn't care at all, as if he can't feel the pain, killing can make people forget the pain on his body.

"This person doesn't even have armor, isn't he a recruit who just came back!"

"How did he kill two people with one knife? It's too fierce! ”

"Hurry up and follow him, a small soldier is not afraid of death, what are we afraid of?"

"That's right, brothers, kill!"

The guards on the tower of the city swooped down on the enemy one after another, and the ring-headed knife in their hands slashed fiercely at the enemy.

The blood is about to dye the floor of the tower.

The Yellow Turban soldiers finally discovered that the source of morale of the soldiers guarding this city tower was Yang Zhao, and it was Yang Zhao who fought the hardest.

They all beckoned their weapons to Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao swung his knife to block it, and after killing two more enemies, he saw a ring-headed knife slash out from behind him, helping him block the attacks of other enemies.

The owner of the Ring Head Knife, who was none other than Sima, shouted, "The others quickly follow up and kill these moth thieves!" ”

"Kill!"

All the guards, shouting in unison.

"This is what it feels like to kill the enemy together on the battlefield."

Yang Zhao licked the blood from his mouth, listened to the sound of shouting and killing, and slammed off the head of an enemy.

[Kill one enemy, experience +10.] 】

Hearing this prompt sound of the system, Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment.

The people he killed before were all one person with a little experience, and he looked at the fallen Yellow Turban soldiers, their clothes and armor were different from those of ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers.

It's like a long one.

Commander of ten, why is it long?

"Killing one chief is equivalent to killing ten ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers."

"In the future, if I kill 10,000 generals, won't I have tens of thousands of experience?"

Yang Zhao immediately found a new direction, his eyes swept over, and he specifically looked for the enemy's captain, even the team leader to kill.

A moment later, three more chiefs, one of whom died under his blade.

[Level up to lv5.] 】

[Acquire a new skill: Archery (not started.)] 】

Properties panel, which opens.

[Host]: Yang Zhao

[Level]: Lv5 (0/50)

[Skills]: Knife (beginner, advanced), archery (not beginner)

[Unassigned Skill Points]: 1

Yang Zhao briefly glanced at the panel and said silently: "Add some archery." ”

[Add points successfully, archery (introductory).] 】

Now there is no bow and arrow for him to use, or use the ring-headed knife to kill the enemy, and in close combat, the bow and arrow are not of much use.

He didn't want to let go of any of those walking experiences.

Above the Fengyang Gate, all the defenders worked together to resist, and finally suppressed the enemy who had climbed the tower.

Sima of the other department ordered the soldiers to lift the wood and stone and smash them the ladder.

A large number of Yellow Turban soldiers were knocked down, and the sound of screams could be heard from below the tower.

The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were originally as powerful as a rainbow and had the upper hand, were gradually reversed and fell behind.

Clang!

At this time, the sound of Mingjin came from outside the city.

Perhaps the generals of the Yellow Turban Army felt that it was difficult to take Yecheng in the first battle, and then saw the heavy casualties on Fengyang Gate, so they had to order a retreat first.

Fengyang Gate, guarded!

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and sat down weakly on the ground.

But only the city tower above the Fengyang Gate was defended, and the war at the other city gates continued.

Yang Zhao's enthusiasm slowly subsided, and he opened the attribute panel and saw that the level had been raised to lv8.

"Add a little knife and two archery."

[Add points successfully, knife skills (proficient), archery (beginner, intermediate). 】

In Yang Zhao's mind, there were suddenly many more moves to kill the enemy with a knife, as well as archery skills.

After the addition was completed, he was about to sit down and rest, when he saw Sima from other departments approaching him.

"Fengyang Gate can be guarded, it all depends on your drive."

Sima of the other department smiled: "Wait to repel the yellow turban moth thief outside, I will ask for credit for you." ”

Yang Zhao hurriedly got up and said, "Thank you, Sima!" ”

"By the way, what do you call it?"

"Subordinate Yang Zhao, the word ...... No words! ”

Yang Zhao wanted to learn from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, when he reported his name, he added his own words.

As a civilian, he realized that he had no words, and it was good to have a name.

"Yang Zhao!"

Sima of the other department recited the name again, and said: "My name is Lin Pu, how many chiefs were killed in the battle just now, there are not enough troops in the army, and there are even fewer capable people, I order you to temporarily act as the chief, may you be competent?" ”

Yang Zhao didn't expect that he would be promoted so easily, and said loudly: "My subordinates will definitely be competent!" ”

Next, Lin Pu brought nine soldiers over.

plus Yang Zhao, it is ten people.

This kind of temporary appointment just does not want the soldiers to be too chaotic and avoid losing morale.

Yang Zhao, as the temporary chief, will not get much benefit, if he can block the next attack of the Yellow Turban Army, he can survive to the end, and his military position will probably be withdrawn, if he can't stop it, it will be sacrificed.

"It's better than nothing for the time being."

Yang Zhao thought in his heart that he was a low-level officer and could lead the troops, and said, "Assemble them all!" ”