The new Yellow Turban soldiers have not suffered losses under Yecheng.

When they saw their colleagues in robes, they were afraid to attack the city, and at the urging of their respective generals, they all rushed forward to replace the group of colleagues, and bravely climbed the ladder to prepare for a strong attack.

But after they had climbed for a while, a basin of liquid suddenly poured down from the tower.

They thought it was gold juice, but they found it to be very fragrant.

"It's sesame oil, be careful......"

One of the Yellow Turban soldiers exclaimed, but the sesame oil was slippery, and he couldn't hold on to the ladder steadily, and fell down hard, knocking down his colleagues behind him.

Fang Rui poured the first pot of sesame oil on a cloud ladder.

The other guards poured sesame oil down continuously, and the outside of the city was instantly covered with a layer of sesame oil fragrance, which was completely different from the smell of gold juice last time.

The sesame oil was almost poured, and Yang Zhao ordered to pour the tung oil and fire oil together.

Several other city gates did the same, but in a moment, the underside of the city tower was covered with a layer of oil, and the clothes on the bodies of many Yellow Turban soldiers were wet with oil and water.

Yang Zhao took a sharp arrow, the tip of the arrow was wrapped with strips of cloth, soaked in fire oil, lit on the torch, and shot the bow downward.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the sky sounded.

The rocket fell on the oil on the ground and was ignited with a "boom".

Whether it is fire oil, or sesame oil and tung oil, etc., they are all flammable, they can burn when they touch the flames, spread at the fastest speed, and a sea of fire is instantly formed under the city tower, and those yellow turban soldiers who are drenched with fire oil directly become a fire man who is constantly struggling.

"Help...... Help me! ”

The sound of wailing continued to echo under the castle tower.

The screams of the Yellow Turban soldiers being burned alive are heart-rending and give people goosebumps when they hear it.

All the enemies who were close to the towers and within the range of pouring fire oil were caught in the flames, and some people wanted to rush out and roll on the ground to extinguish the fire, but it was too late.

The yellow turban soldiers in the back widened their eyes, felt the blazing breath, and no longer dared to take half a step forward, some soldiers wanted to put out the fire, and almost put themselves in.

Some of the less courageous ones turned around and ran away in a panic.

Then, the soldiers in the back gradually became confused, and there was no longer the momentum at the beginning.

Zhang Liang and the others saw the firelight in front of them, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, the previous time the golden juice, this time the fire attack, the things prepared by Yecheng, how could there be so many!

"Retreat!"

He couldn't let his soldiers rush into the sea of fire to die.

In this case, there were no conditions for the siege and the only way to retreat was to retreat.

Clang!

The Yellow Turbans retreated again.

Yang Zhao heard the sound of Mingjin outside, and his tense nerves relaxed, but when he heard the continuous screams from below the city tower, he felt a little cruel in his heart.

But the battlefield is so cruel.

"Soldier, our oil has all run out."

Fang Rui walked over and said worriedly.

Yang Zhao frowned: "How can it be used up?" ”

The oil in the city was not very much, and it had to be distributed to the towers on the four sides, and each gate received a limited amount.

I didn't expect it to run out in one go, so I didn't use it.

Yang Zhao went to Zhongyang Gate to ask Lin Pu, and then asked Sima of other departments on the side of Guangyang Gate, and the result was that all the fire oil was used up, and the same was true for other city gates.

"Next, continue with the golden juice."

Yang Zhao returned to Fengyang Gate and asked Fang Rui to lead the troops, ready to cook dung at any time.

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"Gold juice first, fire attack later."

Zhang Liang couldn't vent in one breath, and said angrily: "This fire has burned tens of thousands of our soldiers. ”

Wang Du said worriedly: "As soon as tomorrow, Lu Zhi will come, or I will let people go back to Dongjun and transfer tens of thousands of people overnight?" ”

Zhang Niujiao shook his head and said: "There is no need to be so troublesome, things such as fire oil do have an effect on defending the city, but I don't think there is much fire oil in Yecheng anymore." ”

"Why?"

Zhang Liang asked.

Zhang Niujiao explained: "Fire oil and tung oil are not necessary for ordinary people, there will not be a lot, and there may be more sesame oil for cooking, so when we attacked the city just now, we smelled more of the fragrance of sesame oil, but to cause such a large-scale sea of fire, even if it is sesame oil, it should be used similarly, and it will not pose a threat to us." ”

As soon as these words came out, they thought about it seriously and felt that there was some truth.

"General Zhang is right, the gold juice and fire attack are used by the guards of Yecheng, which proves that there are not many things left in the city that can be used to defend the city."

Pei Yuanshao agreed: "Yecheng has reached its limit, and it is not difficult to take Yecheng before Lu Zhi arrives." ”

Zhang Liang's anger dispersed, and he said: "Pass my military order, the whole army will rest for half an hour, and then storm Yecheng, this time I will adjust the plan and gather all my strength to attack the east gate of Yecheng first." ”

Yecheng has no time, and they don't have much time, no matter what, they have to break through the gate of the city first and enter the city.

Half an hour, in the blink of an eye.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

With the loud slogan, the Yellow Turban Army launched another attack on Yecheng.

All the Yellow Turban soldiers walked out of the barracks and slaughtered Yecheng, ignoring the charred corpses on the ground, and the remaining ladders were soon erected on the city tower.

"Brothers, there is no fire oil in Yecheng, and there is no sesame oil, the enemy can no longer attack with fire, kill!"

A yellow turban general, shouting to boost morale.

The Yellow Turban soldiers looked up, and there was really no other fire oil poured down, and immediately began to attack the city.

"Drizzle gold juice!"

Yang Zhao shouted.

The guards of Yecheng brought a cauldron and poured the boiled gold juice on it.

The Yellow Turbans immediately responded by letting the soldiers in their robes endure the devastation of the golden juice and forcibly climb the ladder, as long as they endured the stench, they quickly climbed to the edge of the tower.

The golden juice defended the city and officially declared invalid.

"Fight, kill!"

Yang Zhao's eyes were cold, he didn't care about anything else, and he picked up the ring head knife and cut it down.

"Kill!"

The soldiers beside him echoed in unison.

All kinds of weapons, as well as the things defending the city, all beckoned to the Yellow Turban soldiers who had climbed up.

The battle on the tower of the city is as fierce as it gets.

Yang Zhao was like a bloody man, his body was covered with the blood of the enemy, and when he saw the subordinates around him, they fell one after another, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

Below the tower, there were also a large number of archers of the Yellow Turban Army, drawing bows and throwing them.

Sharp arrows continued to shoot up the towers.

The Yecheng guards who fell by the arrow soon numbered more than a hundred.

"Raise your shield!"

Yang Zhao shouted.

Dozens of shields, standing on the towers, resisted most of the arrows thrown by the enemy.

"Fight back!"

Yang Zhao's eyes were red.

When he sees an enemy, he smotees, and if he slashes down, he will surely fall.

Fang Rui and the others were driven by Yang Zhao's fighting spirit, and even the recruits forgot about their nervousness.

The gold juice had defeated the faith of the soldiers under Zhang Liang's command before, but Zhang Niujiao and the soldiers under Wang Du were not greatly affected, and it can be said that the centrifugal meter of the gold juice also failed at this time, and could only play a role for a short time.

Yang Zhao didn't expect that Zhang Liang also had reinforcements and ruined his plan, so he had to lead his troops to resist.

Both sides fought in the dark.

The Yellow Turban Army was killed and retreated, and immediately another wave came, attacking continuously for more than two hours, and still had no intention of retreating.