The World of Yellow Sky

Apart from the rockets, the only thing that could pose a threat to Jing Lan in Kuicheng City is the bed crossbow, and there are only eight crossbows in the whole Kuicheng City.

Three more bed crossbows were arranged by Wang En on the east side of Kuicheng to guard against the Yellow Turban Army in the east.

Now there are only nine Jinglan vehicles in the east of Kuicheng, and the Yellow Turban Army has nine vehicles, and there are thirteen Jinglan vehicles mainly attacking the Yellow Turban Army in the southern city of Kuicheng.

Not to mention the ladders and crashes in the Yellow Turban Army. Some parts of the low city wall of Kuicheng are only more than three meters long, and even short ladders can be erected.

Holding a Han bow, Bai Rao stood on top of the well, and the low city wall of Kuicheng was getting closer and closer.

The Han army running on the wall of Kuicheng was completely surrounded by Bai.

"put!"

The team leader of the Han army gave an order, and the bed crossbow was suddenly activated by the strong men of the Han army, and five spears as thick as forearms shot out.

Two spears pierced the low sky, causing a gust of wind, and then penetrated into the well.

However, the other two spears missed the target, deviated from the position of the well rail, and fell to the ground.

The last spear shot across the tall well fence, and plunged into the dense Yellow Turban Army formation behind the well fence. Two soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the formation were actually nailed to the ground by this spear spear on the spot.

Bai Rao turned a blind eye to everything that happened. He took a deep breath, took out a heavy arrow from the quiver at his waist, and lightly buckled it on the bowstring.

"call out"

The sharp whistle sounded, and Bai Rao only felt a shock under his feet, the well rail suddenly accelerated, and the side ladder also moved forward together.

The Han army in front of him became clearer and clearer, and Bai Rao could see clearly the armor of the Han army commanded by the crossbow beside the bed.

Bai Rao's hands suddenly exerted strength, and the Han bow in his hand was pulled into a full moon shape.

But listening to the sound of the bowstring, the feather arrow in Bai Rao's hand had already pierced through the air.

On the city wall of Kuicheng, the Han army who was reloading the spear spear by the sergeant He Ling staggered and fell to the ground.

A feathered arrow shot into his face and pierced out from the back of his head.

This feathered arrow was exactly the one that Bai Rao had just shot.

The sergeant of the Han army who was still loading the spear next to the bed crossbow suddenly didn't hear the call of the superior officer, looked up at their team leader, and was immediately frightened out of his wits by this scene.

The feathered arrows shot by Bai Rao were like the horns of attack, and the crossbowmen of the Yellow Turban Army on the other wells all drew their bows and fired arrows at the city wall of Kuicheng.

The dense rain of arrows poured down from the tall well fence towards the Han army on the wall of Kuicheng.

Although the generals of the Han army were prepared for this, even with the protection of shields, there were still arrows from the Han army falling down in a pool of blood.

Bai Rao was staring at those Han army officers in iron armor. Every time the bowstring in his hand rang, a small Han army officer would almost fall down in a pool of blood.

Shooting at each other condescendingly, the Han army was really at a disadvantage. Some archers of the Han army wanted to fight back, but most of the arrows did not hit the well.

It wasn't until the Jinglan of the Yellow Turban Army got closer, and the crossbowmen of the Han Army on the top of the city desperately fought back at the Yellow Turban Army on the Jinglan, which relieved the pressure on the Han Army on the city wall a lot.

"call out"

The wooden whistle was blown by the generals of the Yellow Turban Army under the city of Kuicheng.

The yellow tide under Kuicheng suddenly became choppy, and countless soldiers moved forward with shouts.

When the reinforcements of the Han army in the city climbed up the city wall through the stairs, more than a dozen ladders had already been twisted high, and with the shouts of the yellow scarf soldiers, they suddenly fell forward.

The barb at the end of the ladder hooked fiercely into the city wall of Kuicheng.

Even a sergeant of the Han army couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the barb of the ladder. The leather strap on his head didn't bring him the slightest defense at all.

Under the huge impact, his head was split open by the barb like a watermelon.

The Han army sergeant beside him was terrified by this horrible scene.

"kill!!!"

Under the ladder, the sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army held up their shields to resist the rain of arrows on the city wall, and a commander of the Yellow Turban Army had already stepped onto the ladder first.

Dozens of sharp soldiers from the Yellow Turban Army followed him up the ladder and swarmed towards the wall of Kuicheng.

The archers of the Han army leaned on the oblique angles of the battlements and threw their arrows downwards. They leaned close to the green bricks, trying to avoid the rain of arrows from the crossbowmen of the Yellow Turban Army on Jinglan as much as possible.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Wave after wave of shouts came from the throats of the Yellow Turban warriors, and the huge crash was almost approaching the gate of Kuicheng.

"Rocket!!"

Dozens of Han soldiers fired arrows in response, and dozens of rockets were shot out and landed on the huge crash car.

But how could there be no defense above the crash, it was already protected by the Yellow Turban military animal skins.

It was difficult to ignite the fire on the arrow, and with the protection of the animal skin, the Han army who could not leave the city was unable to stop the Yellow Turban army from attacking the city at all.

"Oh!"

The heavy bumper was pulled backward by dozens of warriors from the Yellow Turban Army, and then it swung forward fiercely.

The bumping wood hit the gate of Kuicheng, and there was a sudden loud bang.

Sunflower City is not something to insist on at all, at this moment the gate is on the impact of the wood, and the gate can't help but make a strange creaking sound.

A large amount of shattered dust and stones fell from the arch hole of the city gate.

Standing on the top of the city tower, Wang En's face was livid, and he loudly issued orders to the orderling: "The sergeants must gather at the gate of the city!"

"All the rockets in the city will concentrate on attacking Jing Lan, and stop worrying about ladders and car crashes."

The messenger left quickly with Wang En's military order, and the Han army in the city slowly adjusted its defense according to the offensive of the Yellow Turban Army.

In the final analysis, Wang En was just the military commander of Hanoi County. He was born in a family, and the position of military commander was the shadow of his ancestors. In fact, he didn't have much battle experience at all.

Before Zhang Yan went out to plunder, as the military commander of Hanoi County, he had more than 3000 Han troops under his command, and he didn't dare to stop Zhang Yan.

If it weren't for the Yellow Turban who had followed Zhu Jun in the crusade against Wancheng before, he might have been defeated by Zhang Yan during the fierce battle in the wilderness of Kuicheng.

It is barely feasible for Wang En to lead two or three thousand people, and there will be no mistakes, but such a defensive battle is an attack from both sides.

Moreover, the Yellow Turbans attacked fiercely as soon as they came up, which made Wang En flustered.

The reserve team of the Han army was mobilized by Wang En to come and go, exhausted, almost led by the nose by the Yellow Turban Army.

Although the offensive of the Yellow Turban Army was temporarily blocked by the Han army in Kuicheng, the Han army in the city became suspicious of "Zhu Jun" on the tower.

Panic gradually spread among the Han army in Kuicheng.

……

"Come down!"

On Jinglan, a leader of the Yellow Turban Army shouted loudly.

The rockets of the Han army had already ignited the well fence under his feet, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, so they had to withdraw as soon as possible.

"stretch!"

The crossbow on the head bed of the Han army rang again, and the flaming spears were fired by the warriors of the Han army, and shot again at the railing of a well.

The Jinglan shook suddenly, and a yellow scarf archer on the Jinglan was bending his bow and nodding his arrow, but he couldn't stand still, and fell down amidst the exclamation of the sergeants on the side.

The yellow turban archer fell heavily from the five-meter-high well fence, and the huge impact directly shattered his internal organs, and the blood behind his head slowly oozed out, forming a pool of blood.

The flames on the spear gun burned violently, and then more rockets shot towards the well.

On the south wall, six of the thirteen Yellow Turban Jinglans had been destroyed by the Han army.

Bai Rao looked coldly at the burning wells around him, and took out the feathered arrows from the quiver at his waist again.

This time, the icy arrow clusters were aimed at a Han army commander wearing iron armor and holding a long knife. He led his personal guards and blocked in front of a ladder of the Yellow Turban Army.

At his feet lay the corpses of seven or eight soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and even a leader of the Yellow Turban Army was beheaded by him.

The bowstring sounded, and Bai Rao had already let go of the fingers holding the bowstring.

Feathered arrows shot down like meteors chasing the moon, and the head of the Han army seemed to feel the danger.

He wanted to dodge it eagerly, but it was too late, and the sharp arrow cluster hit his cheek.

The severe pain caused the head of the Han army to let out a painful cry, and even the scene in front of him was a little blurred.

"call out"

The whistle of the Yellow Turban Army sounded again, a new round of offensive was launched again, and the Yellow Turban Army marched forward again.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and a leader of the Yellow Turban Army with a ring sword in his hand had already strode up the ladder, followed by dozens of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in iron armor.

Yellow Turban Soldiers Battalion, come out!

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As soon as Wang Qi boarded the ladder, he saw the head of the Han Army who was kneeling on the ground with his face covered in front of the step of the ladder.

How could Wang Qi let go of such a good opportunity, he went straight to the head of the Han army with the ring head knife in his hand.

"Protect the Chief!"

Seeing this, the two personal guards of the head of the Han army shouted loudly to the surrounding Han army.

One of the personal guards held the ring head knife and went straight to Wang Qi who was charging straight ahead. Wang Qi roared angrily and slashed forward with the ring head knife in his hand.

"clang!"

The sound of Jin Ge clashing sounded, at this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of Wang Qi's eyes.

The personal guard of the Han army in front of him suddenly fell to the ground, and a feathered arrow was firmly embedded in his neck under the top helmet.

Wang Qi turned his head to look at Jing Lan behind him, and Bai Rao, who was wearing a general armor on Jing Lan, was drawing a bow and nodding an arrow.

"Kill!!!"

The sound of shouting and killing came from behind like an overwhelming mountain.

Wang Qi roared loudly, and his shout was integrated into it.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, Chen Wu, Yang Mu and others followed their team and led Wang Qi to swarm up, while Bai Rao hunted and killed the little schoolmen in the Han army formation wearing iron armor one by one on the Jinglan.

A number of Han army officers fell under Bai Rao's arrows one after another.

The sergeants of the Han army who lost the command of the general and school not only had to face the threat of the Yellow Turban archers above their heads, but also had to bear the violent impact of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The end of the collapse is almost inevitable.

The khaki tide finally rushed to the top of Kuicheng.

……

"Hey, hey!"

Pulled by the warriors of the Yellow Turban Army, the huge bumper hit the gate of Kuicheng again and again, and there were more and more gravel and dust on the ground inside the gate.

A head of the Yellow Turban Army looked at the top of the gate of Kuicheng with a face full of horror.

He turned his head and shouted loudly in the direction of the siege vehicle: "Golden juice!"

Fear made his voice change a tune. In this era, being scalded with golden juice is basically doomed to death.

Those boiled feces and urine are called "golden juice" and are mostly used in city defense battles. They can not only scald the enemy, but also the feces are dirty and the wounds are rotten, which is very difficult to heal.

Amidst the exclamation of the Yellow Turban soldiers, boiling "golden juice" poured down from the top of the city.

"what!!!!"

Heart-piercing shouts suddenly erupted from the city.

Although the siege engine had some baffles to defend against the arrows, some of them were destroyed by the rolling stones on the top of the city during the impact on the city gate.

A lot of "golden juice" still splashed on some yellow turban warriors who were pulling and hitting the wood.

The suffocating stench spread throughout the city in an instant.

"Let someone push the well to suppress the Han army at the top of the city! The city gate is about to burst open!" A soldier of the Yellow Turban Army rode a horse and galloped beside the army formation, waving his whip and screaming loudly. with. "Lishi continues to push the cart, break open the city gate for me!"

……

"Yellow Turban Army formations appear in the west of Kuicheng, and the enemy may want to attack from the west!"

A Han army scout hurriedly boarded the tower and reported loudly to Wang En who was standing on the tower watching the battle.

He raised his head and looked in Wang En's direction, but Wang En's face could not be seen clearly by a group of soldiers and guards.

After a while, a soldier came over and stood in front of the scout of the Han army and said.