"The arsenal of Yecheng only has more than 30,000 people."

"Now that the conscription is full, it can only be more than 30,000 people, and I can't let ordinary people go to the battlefield with a kitchen knife to die!"

Wang Fen said a little helplessly.

Yecheng has a large population, but at the beginning of his conscription, he could only muster more than 30,000 guards in the end, because he did not have enough military support.

Frustrated didn't take this into account, and when he heard this, he frowned, thinking hard about what else he could do.

If you have no choice, you can only abandon the city and flee.

"Do you want to defend to the death, or abandon the city and run away?"

Yang Zhao asked suddenly.

Wang Fen thought for a while and said, "I want to defend to the death, can Yang Junhou have a way?" ”

"First of all, we still have to recruit soldiers to replenish the strength of our army, and secondly, we must continue to collect gold juice, and the houses that can be demolished still have to be demolished."

Yang Zhao also said yesterday that he didn't need gold juice, and now he had to continue this method, and said: "Don't forget, you still have fire oil, you can use gold juice and fire oil alternately, plus our soldiers and other soldiers use their lives to defend it, it shouldn't be a problem to hold on for another two days." ”

Wang Fen hesitated and looked at Pan Feng.

Pan Feng is a lieutenant, in charge of the military power of Yecheng, whether he wants to fight to the death depends on his thoughts.

"I agree with Yang Junhou's statement."

Pan Feng said: "Yellow Turban Moth Thief, although there are many people, but it is also a group of mud legs, we have the convenience of the city wall, and we are confident that we can hold on for two days, the two plans given by Yang Junhou, the golden juice plan has succeeded, and it is useless to attack us with fire, maybe we can really hold it." ”

In the end, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Fen at the same time.

Whether to decide to defend it or not is to wait for Wang Fen's order.

Wang Fen said in a loud voice: "Then defend to the end, Captain Pan will go to recruit troops immediately, and be responsible for leading people to demolish the houses in the city, and move the stones and wood to the city tower as soon as possible......"

He made all sorts of arrangements quickly.

The whole Yecheng is so busy.

Yang Zhao returned to Fengyang Gate and looked at the Yellow Turban Barracks outside the city.

I saw that the military camp over there, the personnel moved very frequently, there were many more people, and even the camp was expanded, probably some of the Yellow Turban reinforcements arrived, I don't know whether it was Wang Du or Zhang Niujiao, and he would come to attack the city early tomorrow morning at the earliest.

"Soldier, what should we do?"

Fang Rui also noticed the movement outside, and he was very nervous.

Yang Zhao said lightly: "Defend it!" ”

Hold on!

These two words, it sounds heavy.

Yang Zhao said again: "The city is broken, the family is dead, you think about your family in the city." ”

The soldiers around him were silent, understanding how important the next decisive battle with the Yellow Turban Army was.

Wang Fen's movements were very fast, and it took less than two hours for dozens of barrels of gold juice to be sent and prepared on the city tower, and this time the soldiers no longer felt stinky.

Gold juice could be an important bargaining chip for their survival.

Not only did the golden juice come, but the newly recruited soldiers were also sent to the city tower, some of them holding knives and some holding spears, standing nervously in front of Yang Zhao.

They only have weapons, no armor.

The 4,000 people in Fengyangmen were all replenished that day, but half of them were newcomers.

Yang Zhao briefly inspected and taught them some killing skills, and the next time, until the Yellow Turban Army attacked the city, was the time for these recruits to train.

All the towers, the newly recruited soldiers, are training, they know that tomorrow should be another fight, if they don't train, they may die.

Before I knew it, it was the evening of the day.

"Waiting, the barracks outside, someone is here again!"

Fang Rui pointed out at this time.

Yang Zhao looked up, and sure enough, there were a large number of people who were integrated into the Yellow Turban Barracks, but he said sharply: "Don't look outside, give me all training, the Yellow Turban Moth Thief is not terrible, if you are cowardly before you fight, you are looking for death!" ”

Simply boosting morale, he continued to supervise the soldiers' training to distract them from panic.

Soon, it was the early morning of a new day.

Today is the sixth day of waiting for reinforcements from Lu Zhi.

Yellow Turban Camp.

Zhang Liang put on his armor and walked out of the gate, beside him were countless Yellow Turban soldiers, looked up at Yecheng, and said, "General Zhang, General Wang, thanks to your timely support." ”

Wang Du said: "As long as we take Yecheng, we can almost capture the entire Jizhou, and ask General Rengong to give an order to fully attack Yecheng." ”

"Okay, siege!"

Zhang Liang said loudly.

"Siege!"

The order soon spread throughout the army.

More than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers approached the city wall from all sides of Yecheng at the same time.

The front army was the remaining soldiers in Zhang Liang's army, they were afraid of the golden juice, so they could only wear robes and hats, and hold weapons and shields in their hands, and they approached the city wall first, and the rear army was the army brought by Zhang Niujiao and Wang Du.

There are many people in the Yellow Turban Army, and the momentum is mighty.

Zhang Niujiao said: "Now there are rumors in the army, as long as Yecheng is taken, the rumors are no longer important, and the wavering military spirit can be condensed." ”

"That's right!"

Zhang Liang agreed: "Yecheng must be captured, otherwise we will have no advantage in the south of Jizhou." ”

Not only is the pressure on Yecheng great, but their pressure is not small, after all, Zhang Liang has suffered a lot of losses outside Yecheng.

Knock knock!

Above Yecheng, the war drums thundered.

Knowing that the Yellow Turbans were coming to attack the city again, all the soldiers stood up.

Fang Rui said: "Waiting for the army, the oil ......"

"Don't use fire oil first, wait for more enemies to come, and then use fire oil to make the effect better, the archer prepares it for me, shoot!"

Yang Zhao interrupted Fang Rui's words, and then looked at the enemy outside, the front army was wearing a robe, and understood that the enemy wanted to use the coat to resist the golden juice.

Zhang Liang's idea was good, but he didn't plan to use gold juice for the time being.

A row of arrows rained down on the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Those soldiers have experienced the baptism of gold juice, and they are actually not very confident in the hats and robes on their bodies, and they also have doubts about the Taiping Dao, they don't want to fight anymore, and they have no fighting spirit.

But now they can't help but fight, so they can only push forward.

Using their shields to fend off a rain of arrows, the Yellow Turban soldiers approached the city.

Originally, they were ready to welcome the baptism of gold juice, but this time there was no gold juice poured down, and they were stunned for a while at the same time.

"No gold juice, go and attack the city!"

Someone shouted.

Those Yellow Turban soldiers had to climb the ladder and carry out a strong attack.

Yang Zhao held the ring-headed knife, boosting morale and killing the enemy at the same time.

The other soldiers, some of them stabbed the enemy on the ladder with their spears, and some lifted wood and stones and threw them down the ladder, and they worked together in an orderly manner.

The yellow turban soldiers wearing robes are not very high, and no one has been able to climb the tower.

Seeing that the guards of Yecheng did not use gold juice, the front army was unwilling to attack the city, and the new Yellow Turban army in the back couldn't wait, so they rushed forward directly.

More and more people gathered under the city walls.

"It's almost there!"

Yang Zhao was waiting for this time, and shouted: "Fang Rui, you are responsible for leading people to pour fire oil, first pour it on the cloud ladder, and then pour it down, and pour it on the enemies under the city." ”

Fang Rui took more than a hundred guards and hurriedly went to carry out their counterattack.