Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

projectile?

what the hell?

Zhou Cang looked at the army less than [-] steps away from Cao's army, and constantly mobilized the siege army, carrying long ladders to prepare at all times.

Cao Fang, however, understood Cao Hong's order, looked at the bewildered army, and shouted, "Brothers, shoot! Quick! Shoot!"

Cao Fang gave the order, and took the lead in shooting arrows towards the sky at a 45-degree angle.

The well-trained Cao Jun naturally followed closely behind, and suddenly another rain of arrows flew over.

With what happened just now, the yellow scarf thief naturally continued to move forward without any scruples.

They believed that the grain trucks blessed with the holy maiden's magic power could withstand these ordinary weapons.

But... the next moment...

"Uh……"

Those who hadn't come yet screamed, and one person was shot down by an arrow and died. Immediately afterwards, all the arrows fell on the Yellow Turban camp, and the screams continued one after another.

The bows and arrows seemed to have eyes, and they jumped over the grain truck and shot at the yellow scarf hiding behind.

The garrison saw that the projectile was really effective, and instantly lost their confusion. Under the order of their respective generals, they stretched their bows and set their arrows. Within a few breaths, tens of thousands of arrows shot towards the opposite side.

"what……"

"Help me..."

The dense arrows and the suffocating air seemed to envelop the yellow turban thieves in a layer of death, making them nowhere to escape. Thousands of yellow turban thieves fell in a pool of blood.

For a moment, the whole world was silent, and both sides looked at the empty field in disbelief.

The densely packed body is full of arrows, Cao Fang did not expect that the projectile would be so powerful.

Within a hundred steps in front of him, no one could stand up!The yellow turban thief who was a hundred paces away was also standing stupidly, not daring to move forward.

In fact, he didn't know that there were so many casualties, most of the reasons were coincidences. Cao Jun, who had never practiced throwing, would naturally try to shoot arrows hard, so that the arrows would naturally cover the enemy army who was about a hundred paces away.

And because of timidity, fear, unskilledness and other reasons for the defenders behind, archery is naturally better than gourd painting, and it is already very good to be able to cover fifty steps.

But... because of the delay at the beginning, the Yellow Turban Bandit was less than twenty steps away from Cao Jun. The Yellow Turban Bandit, who could have fought hand-to-hand in the blink of an eye, happened to be within the range of the guards.

"Haha...the Yellow Turban Thief is nothing to be afraid of, brothers...we won...we won..."

"Roar... Roar... Wansheng~~"

"Wansheng~"

Cao Hong's face gradually relaxed. Hearing the roar from a distance, he rolled his eyes at Ning Rong, and saw him winking at him.

Uh?

listen!Ning Rong signaled Cao Hong to listen to the north and south.

"Wansheng~~Wansheng~~" The feelings that had been suppressed for too long finally let them vent, and there were wild shouts from the north gate and the south gate.

……

Zhou Cang swayed his body and almost fell off his horse. Seeing that the victory was about to come, the echelon for the siege was ready, unexpectedly... unexpectedly...

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhou Cang became vicious and spouted white gas angrily.

Lu Xun!The little thief!It was him, if he hadn't been screaming, there would not have been such casualties.

projectile?

Correct!

"Yeah! Yeh! Yeh! Lu Xun, when the city breaks down, Commander Ben Qu will sacrifice your head to a certain brother!"

Zhou Cang's veins burst out, he brandished his big knife and pointed at the top of the wall, shouting and cursing.

Chapter 138 The Battle of Gucheng ([-])

Lu Xun lay down on the gun again, and tears of grievance were about to flow down.

Whoever I provoke, why is it always me who gets hurt every time.

Master...

Looking at Ning Rong with teary eyes, he pointed at Zhou Cang outside the city, and shouted angrily, "Master, he...he bullies people..."

"Cough cough!"

With a smile in his eyes, Ning Rong pretended to be serious, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid! Let the master vent his anger on you!"

"Oh!"

Lu Xun turned his face in displeasure, the master was the villain who bullied him, who should he reason with?

Cao Hong twitched his cheeks, wanted to laugh but couldn't, and endured it very hard.

"Hey! All the troops are ready to meet the enemy!"

In the distance, Zhou Cang was filled with grief and indignation, and sent another row of yellow scarf thieves, the front row of grain trucks to block the bows and arrows, holding a large wooden board above his head to guard against the bows and arrows falling from the sky, and kept shouting to attack the east gate again.

"The sky is dead! Huang Tian should stand!"

"The sky is dead, the year is Jiazi!"

"..."

Ning Rong tightly gripped the stone on the city wall, staring at the yellow turban thief. Now that things are going on, a tough battle is inevitable. No tricks will work until this point, only people!

"Pooh!"

Cao Fang spat out a mouthful of nasty phlegm, grabbed the spear and ordered in a low voice: "Retreat to the second ditch and prepare to fight!"

"Quick! The second team rushes forward!" Zhou Cang hurriedly urged, seeing Cao Fang wanting to retreat from a distance, he immediately ordered the second team to rush forward.

This group of yellow turbans had no weapons and no protection. They had been hiding behind the grain truck and surrounded by the yellow turban army. Zhou Cang gave an order, and the yellow turban thieves on both sides quickly gave way. People frantically filled it in.

On the top of the city, Ning Rong secretly thought it was not good!The yellow turban thief actually wanted to fill a road with soil.

Don't look at the criss-crossing, densely packed trenches, but the Yellow Turbans don't need to fill them all up. They just need to fill in a road and push the army forward.

Only attack!attack!