On the city wall of Qiyang, Han Teng was gray-headed, his brocade jacket and cotton jacket were also torn in several places, and the red sandalwood bow on his back was also ground out with many gaps, and the whole person looked embarrassed.

He had been supervising the battle on the city wall for two days and two nights, and he had not closed his eyes.

His beloved Rosewood Bow didn't know how many feathered arrows it had shot in the past ten days.

The walls were littered with dead bodies, and before the last wave of corpses could be carried away, dozens of living people had turned into cold corpses.

"County Lieutenant Han, do you think we can hold Qiyang?" A small soldier next to Han Teng asked with his back against the city wall and desperately.

"What kind of bastard, soon, the government will have reinforcements to support, and when the time comes, these rebels will all have to die."

"County Lieutenant, that's what you said to everyone on the first day you climbed this wall." The soldier spoke angrily, and he licked his chapped lips.

Han Teng turned his head, unable to bear to let this sixteen or seventeen-year-old soldier see him cry.

Yes, they sent a flying pigeon message half a month ago, asking for support from the government, and now, they have been fighting for ten days in Qiyang City, and every day they see the Yellow Turban army covering the sky like flying locusts, but they don't see the army of the Han Dynasty at all.

Do they really have to have reinforcements?

Can they really hold Qiyang?

Han Teng also had doubts in his heart.

While thinking about it, Han Teng felt that the people around him were not moving, he turned his head, and the little soldier was curled up in the corner, holding his body with his arms, and he was no longer breathing.

Han Teng touched the thin clothes on the little soldier's body, it was hard, the sweat on it condensed into ice in the cold winter, this little soldier did not die in the hands of the yellow turban thief, but died in this cold weather and shortage of materials.

Han Teng's eyes were red, he wiped the tears that popped up, took off his cotton jacket, wrapped the body of the little soldier, and asked someone to find a place to bury him.

He took off his padded jacket, and suddenly a cold wind hit, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"County Lieutenant! You see, the rebels under the city seem to be attacking again. A middle-aged soldier lay down on the pile of dead people and told Han Teng in a panic.

"What!" Han Teng struggled to get up and walked to the watchtower, only to see a large group of men and horses in the Yellow Turban military camp stationed several miles below the city beginning to move.

A new round of attacks is coming!

"Come on, plant the banner of my big man! Prepare the rolling wood boulders, these chaotic ministers and thieves, dare to attack, teach them to have no return! ”

"County lieutenant, there are no more rolling logs." Han Teng's subordinates bowed their heads and said that after ten days of bloody fighting, there was hardly a tree left in their Qiyang City.

Han Teng laughed wildly, "Drop anything for me!" If there is nothing to smash, then I will fight with them hand-to-hand, and let these rebellious ministers and thieves know that if they want to set foot on the land of my Qiyang, there is only one possibility, and they will step on the corpse of our Qiyang son! ”

Hearing the order, among the pile of corpses, forty or fifty soldiers struggled to get up from it, they were already the last force of the defense of Xicheng!

"Qi Yang sons and daughters, kill them with me!"

……

In the northeast of the earthquake mountain, a group of men and horses are marching rapidly on the mountain road.

The first general was seven feet long, with thin eyes and long hair, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and was wearing iron armor, which was Cao Cao, who was the cavalry captain of the Han army at the time.

They had a total of 5,000 people and horses, and they went to Changshe County to rescue the Han military headquarters that was besieged in Changshe.

At this time, a man dressed as a bandit saw this group of men and horses in the forest on the mountain, so he hurriedly returned to the Black Wind Village to pray.

"Big boss, we found a group of officers and soldiers on the mountain road northeast of Zhenshan, mighty, I am afraid that there are thousands."

"Oh?" Mei Changfeng secretly thought in his heart, could it be that the reinforcements from Qiyang City had arrived? "Where does that road lead?"

"Big boss, that road only leads to one place, Changshe County."

"What, aren't you going to Qiyang City?"

"I see that they are walking very fast, I think they have an urgent mission, and they don't look like they want to support Qiyang."

"This official army, does it really care if I live or die Qi Yang!" Mei Changfeng hammered the table with his hand, shaking his arm numb, and he was depressed in his heart.

The Yellow Turban Army has a great momentum, although it shouts "the year is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious" and other grandiose slogans, but every time they capture the county, burn, kill and loot, do all kinds of evil, now the siege of Qiyang is only 3,000 troops, but the government seems to forget that there is such a small county town in Yingchuan County is besieged.

The sparsely numbered Black Wind Village will definitely not be able to break through the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Army, but it is powerless to support it, and it is a fool's dream.

Mei Changfeng was troubled, but he heard a familiar voice that he had not seen for a long time.

"Big boss, I've heard about it, the officers and soldiers on that road are well-equipped, not like the officers and soldiers in Yingchuan County, but more like coming from afar, they shouldn't know the news of the siege of Qiyang City, if the big boss does not give up, I am willing to act as a lobbyist, tell the generals of the officers and soldiers on that road, and try my best to persuade them to send troops to rescue Qiyang by the way."

Mei Changfeng looked up, and the familiar figure of the young man appeared at the door of the Juyi Hall vigorously, and most of the gloom in his chest suddenly dissipated.

"What's the matter with you guys? Why didn't anyone notify me when the three masters successfully got through the difficulties! Although Mei Changfeng was blaming his subordinates, he couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't blame them, I don't let them say it." Wang Wujiu stepped in and hugged Mei Changfeng.

"I saw you yesterday, you are still like that, why are you alive today?" Mei Changfeng let go of Wang Wujiu and was a little puzzled.

"Big boss, I'll talk about this later. Qiyang is in danger, and the top priority is to take advantage of the fact that the group of officers and soldiers has not left Zhenshan to persuade them to come down quickly. After all, Wang Wujiu was born in Qiyang and grew up in Qiyang, no matter how small or bad Qiyang is, he also has the grace to nurture Wang Wujiu, and he still has extraordinary feelings for this land.

"Okay." Mei Changfeng also knew that the matter was urgent and could not be delayed, so he instructed his subordinates: "Tell the brothers in the whole village, only twenty people will be left to guard the village, and the rest will follow the three masters!" ”

"Brother Mei, aren't you in a hurry, according to my current efforts, how can I use the protection of my brothers; Besides, I am not an enemy of the government when I am a lobbyist. When people saw me rushing down from the mountain with more than 100 people, wouldn't they be misunderstood? ”

"But you've just passed the threshold of life and death......"

Seeing that Mei Changfeng wanted to persuade again, Wang Wujiu patted Mei Changfeng's chest: "I'm doing something, you still don't worry?" ”

"Rest assured, our three masters in Black Wind Village are invincible in the world!" Mei Changfeng did not twist, and turned his worries into joy.

"Prepare a fast horse and a small dagger for me in the village, and I'll chase it!"

……

In the midst of the earthquake mountain road,

"Captain Cao, the army has been marching day and night for three days, and now it is tired, I heard that there is a small county called Qiyang County nearby, do you want to go to this county to rest first?" One of Cao Cao's generals was named Zhuo Ding, and he drove his horse forward and suggested to Cao Cao.

"General Zhuo, I don't think it's the army that is tired, but that you are tired! Now that the Yellow Turban rebels are besieging my Huangfu brother, you and I will be delayed here for a night, and hundreds of soldiers will die in Changshe County. Can you afford this responsibility? ”

Cao Cao was eager for meritorious service, and his heart was anxious, and when he saw that Zhuo Ding actually asked the army to stop, he was immediately furious.

"Captain, look, there's someone ahead!"

Zhuo Ding did not dare to disobey Cao Cao's military order, and when he was about to retreat, he saw a horse galloping down from the side mountain, and the human army on the horse reined in forward, blocking the way of the forward army.

"Let's go, come with me!"

Seeing this, Cao Cao pulled out the sword under his crotch and drove his horse to meet Zhuo Ding together.