Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Woohoo!

The distant and long sound of the horn sounded over Licheng.

Tend!

With a loud clang, Junhou drew his sword and raised it high, and roared in a drawn-out voice.

Squeak!

The sound of drawing a bow resounded on the city wall, and the archers all leaned back, the bow string was pressed against their cheeks, the bow stretched like a full moon, and the arrow pointed obliquely in the sky!

The Yellow Turban Army formation paused visibly, and suddenly thousands of troops uttered an earth-shattering roar: Kill!

Several teams of infantry carrying ladders rushed forward, and saw the yellow turban infantry speeding up abruptly, rushing towards the city like a flood that collapsed the embankment.

put!

Junhou's eyes widened angrily, and the edge of his sword swiped down, and a roar came out from his chest.

Boom!

Like the sound of cloth being ripped, the archers on the city trembled, and a layer of black clouds suddenly rose in the sky, accompanied by the arrows rising to the highest point, and then fell down suddenly, tearing the air!

Shield!

The Yellow Turban siege formation was a bit chaotic, and the pawns raised their shields to protect their upper body while running, and in an instant, arrows rained down with a whistling sound.

Dole...Dole...

Shu... Su...

Arrows shot at the shield, making their arms numb. The pawns usually carry round shields that are half the circumference of the arm. This kind of small shield cannot protect the whole body. He fell to the ground, screaming endlessly, but the pawns who had experience in battles knew that if the arrow did not directly hit the head and chest, they were probably wounded. Moreover, there were not many archers in the Han army at the top of the city. Not much damage.

The infantry held up their shields, resisted the arrows on the city, and quickly approached the city wall, but in front of them was a chasm, blocked by a three-foot-wide moat. The water was drawn from the Yellow River, which was deep and urgent. The water's pawns stopped immediately, and shouted backwards for the ladder, while the good-shui's pawns jumped into the river with steel knives in their teeth, and swam desperately towards the city.

When the Han army on the city saw the enemy fighting to the bottom of the city, they leaned out of the battlements and shot at the enemy in the river. The people who were hit by the arrows immediately sank into the river, and the blood stained the river.

Liu Ye held the arrow in his hand, he didn't shoot indiscriminately, but searched for the enemy leader in the enemy formation with alert eyes, as the saying goes: When you draw the bow, you should draw the strong, and if you catch the thief, you should catch the king first. Shooting ten ordinary enemies is not as cost-effective as shooting one enemy leader. Moreover, the three-stone strong bow is too strenuous to use. With his arm strength, he can shoot two pots of arrows at most. After shooting, he may not even be able to lift his arms. If you want to move, you will naturally choose someone to shoot.

A yellow scarf leader who was shouting under the city broke into Liu Ye's eyes. He drew his bow and released his arrows in a smooth manner, and the long arrow shot down the city like a shooting star, but Liu Ye didn't take a second look.

Brother is really a good shot. This is already the thirteenth thief who has been shot. A long arrow was brought to his hand, accompanied by a slightly familiar flattery. Liu Ye looked back, but saw that it was just now. Seeing Wu De in the school grounds, seeing Liu Ye looking over, Wu De was even more courteous and said: Brother, I see that you don't have many arrows in your quiver, so I specially asked for two more pots of arrows for you.

Liu Ye looked down, and saw that there were two more pots of arrows at his feet, his scalp was numb, and he glanced at Wu De with a smile on his face: I would like to thank my brother for your kindness. After saying that, he turned his face away. go.

Wu De's face was full of pride, and it was not obvious that Liu Ye's attitude was cold and he wanted to talk to him.

Liu Ye glanced down the city, but saw that the enemy had already set up ladders on the moat, and the infantry swarmed across the river, struggling to raise the ladders to the city wall, and behind the siege infantry, a well-formed archer troop appeared, Only a short sound of the horn was heard, and hundreds of archers bent their bows and released arrows, suppressing and shooting at the top of the city, covering the infantry and ants from attacking the city.

Liu Ye sucked in a breath of cold air, and hurriedly retracted his body behind the battlements. Seeing Wu De was still standing beside him, he grabbed his neck and pulled him over.

Wu De didn't understand, so when he was about to struggle, Liu Ye shouted in a low voice: Don't move, don't die!

Before the words fell, arrows shot up from the bottom of the city. Where Wu De stood just now, several long arrows with violently shaking tails nailed hard on the blue bricks of the city wall, and the flying debris hit the skin. It's a sting.

Thank you, brother! Wu De shivered, laying at Liu Ye's feet, not daring to move. Liu Ye frowned, feeling that this person had no guts, so he couldn't help showing a bit of contempt. At this moment, he clearly heard the sound of a collision coming from outside the city wall. , It was the enemy's ladder frame coming up, he couldn't help but trembled all over, picked up the long spear and stood up, stepped back half a step, stabilized the horse step, held the spear in his hand, and roared: The bandit soldiers have entered the city!

The exclamation of the Han army is everywhere, the yellow turban infantry climbed up the ladder, and the offensive and defensive battle is in full swing at this moment!

The first person to climb out of the city was a yellow scarf pawn with a long beard and tattooed face. This man was tall and fierce, with a ring knife in his mouth, and he climbed up with both hands and feet. With a wide-eyed roar, the surrounding Han soldiers were afraid of his appearance and momentum, and they all took a step back in fright. It took him a step back, he stood on the city wall, swooped over and chopped down two Han soldiers, and came up behind him. There are more and more Yellow Turban infantry.

The yellow turban pawns who came from Liu Ye's guarding the city wall were not so lucky. The long and heavy long lance was like a dragon in his hand, like a poisonous snake that spit out letters. Within the range of the long lance, any enemies with their heads out would not be able to use it. In a short time, he would be stabbed under the lance, and there was no need for other Han army helpers. For a while, this section of the city wall became a vacuum.

Han Cheqi, who was the vanguard under the city, saw this scene from a distance, and said angrily: Good thief, kill me!

General, it's Shuai Qu who he shot in the back! A yellow-turban junior with good eyesight pointed at Liu Ye who was swinging his spear.

Han Cheqi said fiercely: Bring someone's big bow!

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The battle on the city wall intensified. After all, the Yellow Turban Army had the upper hand, and they were fighting all the way. Their morale and combat power were at their peak. Climbing up the city wall and rushing to the city gate, the hastily formed army of prisoners and young men retreated steadily, and the situation was critical.

Fight, those who retreat will be cut!

The Marquis of the army opened his eyes wide with anger, and led the Han soldiers to kill the enemy with swords, and at the same time supervised the battle sharply, berating the prisoners and Ding Zhuang to come forward to counterattack, trying to counterattack and drive the Yellow Turban Army off the city wall, but the number of well-trained Han soldiers among the defenders was too small , Facing the wolf-like Yellow Turban Army, they can only wait for reinforcements to delay the speed of losing the city wall.

The soldiers of the enemy and us fought together into a group. Hundreds of people fought hand-to-hand on a section of the city wall tens of meters away. Those who watched were dazzled.

In the fight for life and death in the battle formation, the most important thing is momentum. At this time, the momentum of the Yellow Turban Army is like a rainbow, and they have the vigor to break through the city wall in one fell swoop. On the other hand, the defenders, the Han soldiers were desperately ahead, but the prisoners and Ding Zhuang were afraid to move forward, and their morale became more and more low. Some people finally couldn't bear it and turned around to flee, and this flight would play a bad role in leading the way. It turned into a major defeat for the entire army.

The prisoner who was the first to escape turned his head and ran for a few steps, but suddenly stopped in shock, only to see a bloody spear protruding from the back of his neck...