Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Zhang Yue pondered for a moment, and ordered firmly.

"Here!"

The guards sent an order to leave, Zhang Yue looked at the east gate of Gucheng in the distance with tenacity, the war must continue to this point!

……

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The yellow turban thief had a shield on his head, a wooden plank, and everything else that could block the arrows. He roared fearlessly, and stepped on the yellow turban thief's body all the way to the city unimpeded.

The yellow turban wrestlers hid behind them carrying the ladder, followed by them and set up the ladder.

"Break the door!"

Hugging thick wooden stakes, the front was sharpened, wrapped in iron sheets, hugged by dozens of strong big men, and slammed towards the east gate fiercely.

"Boom!"

"drink!"

"Boom!"

The rhythmic impact sound constantly bombarded Cao Jun's heart.

Behind the city gate, hundreds of Cao troops led thousands of people from Gucheng, pinned the two gates with thick wooden bolts, and firmly blocked the gate from being continuously attacked. The sides of the gate trembled every time they hit, Dust kept falling.

"Zhiyuan, get ready to roll stones and trees, the Yellow Turbans are about to attack!"

Suddenly, Cao Hong turned to Ning Rong and said, Lu Xun looked suspiciously at the city walls on both sides, but did not find any yellow scarf thieves climbing up the top of the city.

By chance, he took two steps forward, leaning forward and going down to check on the enemy.

"return!"

Cao Hong and Ning Rong were taken aback by his actions, and stretched out their hands to drag him back.

"Chong!"

Immediately afterwards, a big knife outside the wall slashed fiercely at the position where Lu Xun had just probed.

A yellow-turban wrestler yanked on the gap in the city wall, half of his body was exposed, and he raised his knife with a ferocious expression, and slashed.

Cao Hong snorted coldly, moved his right foot, raised his long knife, and slashed at him.

Click!

With a sound, the body of the Yellow Turban Lishi was broken in two, and blood was dripping all over the floor.

Lu Xun's small face turned pale with fright, and after a while, he patted his chest in fear and looked at the gap in the top of the city, almost, almost moving his head.

……

"Wang San, Rolling Stone Wood, hit this General!"

The young men in Gucheng, who had prepared well for a long time, hugged the stone one after another, and the two of them carried the wolf tooth rolling log and smashed it towards the outside of the city.

Boom!

Ah!

More than a dozen ladders hooked the top of the city, the yellow turban bandits held their knives in their mouths, and desperately climbed up. Seeing a boulder roll down, with a tragic cry, they and the rolling stone died together, and the yellow turban bandits behind continued to go. Climb!

Shout out!

Roar!

Blood was flying, and the fragmented body was covered with ladders and scattered all over the ground.

The three shots from the top of the wall suppressed the attack speed of the Yellow Turban Bandits, and the rolling stones smashed towards the Yellow Turban Bandits crazily, and the two sides stuck together for a while.

Cao Hong could not defeat the Yellow Turban Bandits, nor could the Yellow Turban Bandits attack the city.

……

"Drumming!"

Zhang Yue ordered ruthlessly.

"Victory is just around the corner, tell my brothers, there will always be a moment when the rolling stones on the top of the city run out, and then... that's when we break the city!"

Zhou Cang raised his sword and roared angrily: "The day the city is destroyed, the old rules! Seal the sword for three days and kill all the landlords and bullies!"

"Roar……"

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Chapter 144

"Master, the Yellow Turban Bandit has added another army!"

Lu Xun watched the change of the flags outside the city with sharp eyes, and saw about five or six thousand people joining the battlefield again.

"It seems that Zhou Cang wants to consume us to death!"

Ning Rong said with a sigh.

"That's right! Gucheng is besieged on three sides! The supplies in the city cannot be replenished. When we have no rolling stones and trees, it will be the final decisive battle!"

Cao Hong looked around and looked at the middle-aged man who was sweating on his forehead and his movements were obviously sluggish. Although the rolling stone and wood had great lethality, they were too cumbersome, and some of them required several people to lift them together.

"I'm afraid that at that time, when Gucheng is broken, we will not be the opponents of the Yellow Turbans in hand-to-hand combat. They...they have too many people!"

Ning Rong thought to himself and shook his head, this is the worst policy, the last helpless move.

but……

What can stop the Yellow Turbans from attacking the city?

"Huh? That's not right! Why did the Yellow Turban Bandits only use ladders? Using ladders to attack the city means using human lives to pay for it! It's impossible for Zhang Yue not to know this!"

Ning Rong muttered with some doubts.

Coincidentally, Lu Xun heard it in his heart, and blinked at Ning Rong, as if I knew the answer and came to ask me proudly.

Ning Rong secretly laughed, tilted his chin and pretended not to know, and asked, "Does Bo Yan know the reason?"

"Hehe! The Yellow Turban Thief really wants to use it! But... the master is wise," Lu Xun looked proud, paused for a moment, and was attracted to Cao Hong's gaze, then pointed at the refusal horses outside, and said : "These intricate refusal horses were fixed underground by the general, how could Lanjing survive!"