The villagers nervously stood shoulder to shoulder, their eyes were round, and their hands clenched the handle of the bamboo spear.

Wei Shi ordered the three of them to carry a bamboo gun, the overall weight could be bearable, which just made up for the shortcomings of the weak township army.

Wei Gong's face was hideous, and he roared angrily and commanded all the villagers to march forward in unison.

He was a cloth cloth from a hunter, and he was appointed by Wei Shi as the leader of the bamboo spearmen, which made the ambition in his heart to make contributions suddenly rise.

On both sides of the bamboo gun array of the villagers, there are two ice stone fortresses that are piled up to five zhang.

This wall, as early as when Wang Zhong and Wang Xian occupied Junshan, was built here, and the main purpose was to go up the mountain to rest and recuperate, and it was also used for inventory.

After Wei Shi took over, he further strengthened the stone barrier.

At the same time, Lou Gui also offered the plan of ice barrier, that is, boiling water on the stone barrier, and then waiting for the water to freeze, forming an ice barrier, so that the smooth vertical ice surface is not only hard, but also extremely difficult to climb.

There is room for the ice barrier to compress, and the already small platform is even more crowded.

And this just gave the bamboo spearmen the opportunity to concentrate on the frontal spurt.

The distance is twenty zhang.

Fifteen zhang.

Ten zhang.

Five zhang.

On the mountain rock above the platform, Wei Shi was condescending, and he saw the movements of Wang Xian and other Cao troops clearly.

"Thorn!"

Wei Shi's raised right hand fell quickly.

"Two spurs."

"Three-thorn ......"

The two armies collided in an instant, the shouts resounded through the valley, and the generals of the Cao army, wearing black armor robes and helmets, desperately moved forward, hoping that the first wave of attacks would break through the blockage.

Among Cao's army, there were many strong men from the north, who admired courage and were eager to kill the enemy and receive awards for meritorious service.

Therefore, when he saw the bamboo spear array appear, a Kongwu Cao army roared and pounced with a team of soldiers under his command.

In his eyes, the villagers in front of him were weak chickens, and it didn't take much effort to kill them.

It's a pity that when he was only two feet away from the front of the village soldiers, several bamboos in front of him poked forward at the same time.

"Ugh!"

Cao Junjun snorted, the knife in his hand had not yet been handed to the village soldiers, there was a flower in front of him, and then the bamboo spear was like a forest, stabbing him in the chest armor.

Although his life was temporarily fine, the tip of the bamboo still pierced through the gaps between the two dangs, bringing great pain to Cao Jun's rate.

What made him even more desperate was the next war.

He saw with his own eyes that his soldiers struggled to swing the bamboo poles one by one and cut off the tips of the bamboo, but then their necks were pierced by the short, but still extremely sharp bamboo.

"This bamboo, it's weird." Soon, Cao Jun, who had been stabbed in the ribs, led the army to lie down on the cold mountain road with unwilling eyes.

Behind him were dozens of corpses of Cao soldiers.

Wang Xian's face was extremely ugly, if he hadn't moved his heart just now, he would have been lying on the ground at this time.

This slightly spacious platform was originally an excellent place for Cao Jun to rest halfway, but now, the ice barriers on both sides made it impossible for Cao Jun to avoid the thrust of the bamboo guns, so he could only choose to brave the guns to step forward.

"Retreat!"

The loss was too great, Wang Xian could only scold unwillingly, and retreated in disgrace.

If he ordered a strong attack and did not retreat, he could only take the lead and rush to the front, and the example of Cao's army dying tragically just now was in front of him, and Wang Xian was cowardly.

He didn't think he was better than this bearded man.

When Wang Xian retreated to the mountain road panting, he saw that the second wave of troops in the rear had arrived.

According to Xiahou Lan's order, another Hou Yin division of Nanyang Tukou has been killed.

"Hou is in charge, you are here, brother, I have just moved my muscles and bones, sweating, and I need to rest when I am tired, or I will give you this work."

Wang Xian's eyes rolled, and he leaned in front of Hou Yin and said.

Hou Yin's short and sturdy body was like a door panel, and when he heard Wang Xian's words, the scar on his face twitched, and Sen Sen said: "Brother, you Wang Xian is also worthy?" Your brother Wang Zhong is dead, and the three great Kou of Nanyang have passed ...... ”

"Before Hou came, he deliberately went to Wuguan and met with Liao's family, this time, Hou came to the inner countryside, in fact, to see if there was any benefit."

"This Junshan Fort, after changing the master, it has become more and more powerful, and the second king is still in charge of the great work."

Hou Yin's momentum as the leader of Dakou put on, and unceremoniously counted Wang Xian, and after that, he ignored Wang Xian and went straight to the thieves in Bears Ears Mountain.

The three major bandits in Nanyang.

The brothers Wang Zhong and Wang Xian were brutal and the most violent in their hometowns.

Hou Yin is relatively peaceful, and the thieves in Bears Ears Mountain only go down the mountain to harvest the agreed grain and corn at the end of the year, and do not appear in the village much during the rest of the year.

In comparison, Liao Hua, the Yellow Turban Yu Kou, is the strongest, but the military discipline is the most rigorous, and his subordinates are mainly active in Nanyang and Handongzhou, Wuguandao, relying on the protection fees of Guanzhong, Jingzhou, and Hanzhong merchants, and living a nourishing life.

Hou Yin went to visit Liao Hua, and he recognized Liao Hua as his eldest brother in his heart.

Different origins represent different classes.

is different from Wang Zhong and Wang Xian, who are pure thieves, Hou and Liao both had added Yellow Turban Tianping Dao earlier, Liao Hua is still a small ditch handsome, and Hou Yin is also a Yellow Turban wrestler.

Over the years, the imperial court has encircled and suppressed these people many times, if it weren't for the dangers and complications of Funiu Mountain and Shangluo Mountains, there were several times when they were almost wiped out.

In the eyes of Liao Hua, Hou Yin and others, Cao Cao, Liu Biao, and Liu Bei all represent the imperial court, and now they are fighting with each other, and when the war subsides, then these bandits will face the end of being surrounded and suppressed.

In the Bears Ears Mountain, there is a shortage of grain and baggage, and it is not easy to replenish, Hou Yin came this time, mainly to get some benefits from the chaotic war, as for the others, then I'm sorry, don't say a Xiahou Lan, that is, Xiahou is here, and Hou Yin is not afraid.

It's a big deal, he turned his head and drilled into the mountains, and no one could help it.

After Wang Xian ran into a wall with Hou Yin, he became more and more angry, and it was no longer possible to attack from Jinding Creek, so he could only find a new passage up the mountain.

As a result, when he found a trail and wanted to climb up, he was ambushed by Wei Cheng with more than 20 hunters along the way, and after some tossing, Wang Xian was also hit by an arrow in the thigh, and almost gave his life to the deep valley of Junshan.

The battle ahead is unfavorable.

When Xia Houlan heard the defeat report, she was so angry that she scolded.

And just then, there was new bad news.

Liu Bei's army, Wei Yan, who had been repulsed earlier, came out again at some point and repeatedly attacked the rear baggage team of Cao's army.

Xia Houlan's mood took a sharp turn, and it couldn't be worse.

The decision to beat Junshan was made by him.

Now you can't enter, you can't retreat, it's difficult to ride a tiger, what should you do?