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Both the Han Army and the Yellow Turban Army realized that whoever can win this battle will have a result within half an hour. Too many people died! Too many people have fallen! The Yellow Turbans were still swarming in batches. The Han army's array became thinner and thinner. The Han Army continued to rush up to the city from Muzhai, and rushed towards the Yellow Turbans with their weapons. The Yellow Turban army did not show any weakness, and charged likewise.

"Those who are new to the city! Throw out the rolling wood and rocks!" Huang Fusong gave the order, and the Han soldiers picked up the wood and stones and threw them frantically at the yellow turban at the breach. The heavy rain-like rolling wood and stone immediately fell on the yellow turban that was siege of the city, and the screams screamed into one piece, and the large yellow turban fell, red-brown blood and brains everywhere.

But the bouldering stone is too small. Unless it hits the spot, it only caused slight damage to the Yellow Turban. The injured Yellow Turban got up from the ground, picked up the weapon, and continued to charge forward with a scream of madness. The wounded Yellow Turban was aroused by the Han army's fierceness, and the shots were all tactics of burning jade and stone, and hurting both sides. The Han army was beaten up at once.

"Hold the shield!" The Yellow Turban leader shouted loudly. The yellow turban knife player put the rattan card on his head and rushed forward from the back, immediately covering the siege yellow turban tightly. The rolling wood and stone fell on the rattan card like raindrops, and then quickly bounced off the rattan card, which could no longer cause serious casualties.

"Crossbowman! Release arrows!" The yellow scarf leader shouted. Thousands of yellow turban crossbowmen rushed to the city wall, Zhang Gong set up arrows and the Han army's crossbowmen opened fire. The main force of the Han army was fighting with the Yellow Turban army rushing up the city wall. The crossbowmen leaned out of the city wall and shot down. They were caught off guard and were shot down.

Without the cover of the bow and crossbowmen, the rolling wood and stone was bounced off by the Yellow Turban Army's rattan card. The Yellow Turbans suddenly became morale and shouted to continue to charge forward, and within a few breaths, they rushed to the head of the city again. The Han army was so rushed that they could not stand, and retreated to both sides of the city wall like a tide. The battle has reached the most critical moment. If the Yellow Turban cannot be blocked at this time, the Han army will be defeated by a thousand miles!

"Drumming! Order the whole army! The front team does not enter, the rear team cuts the front team!" Huang Fusong's eyes were already red, and he roared and swung his sword and rushed up with his soldiers! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Violent drums sounded at the four gates. The school lieutenants who guarded the gate knew that the most critical moment had come, and they pulled out their weapons and led the soldiers to charge!

The black-faced veteran's team was also smashed to pieces. They relied on the city wall to fight hard. There were only more than 20 people left in this team, and half of them suffered minor injuries. "Stay steady! Everyone is optimistic about their left and right! Don't let the yellow turban take the time to kill the officer! The crossbowman slams and kills the officer!" The black-faced old soldier stood in the front, with Bob on the left.

He stretched out the ring knife and chopped another yellow scarf, flipping his wrist, and the knife pierced into the chest of the other yellow scarf. Maybe it was because too many people hacked to death, this knife showed compassion, or maybe the bones of the yellow scarf were strange, the knife got stuck in the chest of the yellow scarf and couldn't pull it out.

The black-faced old man had to let go, lifted his foot and kicked the dead yellow turban corpse. The palm of his right hand suddenly tightened, and a ring-shaped knife was inserted into his hand. He didn't have time to think about other things, and raised his hand to split the two spears that came straight from him. "Good knife!" With an oblique split, he chopped down a spearman, and a spear pierced out like lightning, stabbing another yellow turban spearman to death.

The black-faced old man looked sideways and saw that it was Uncle Du, whose face was dripping with blood, and he nodded to him, but the scabbard around his waist was empty! "Look at the sword!" The black-faced old man raised his hand and killed a yellow turban knife player, grabbing a rattan card to protect himself and Dubo. "If you see Da Sima, would you like to do something with me?"

Dubo spit out a mouthful of blood, his head nodding like a chicken pecking at rice. I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being a long one.

The battle has reached a feverish level, and the Yellow Turban Army has completely occupied four walls, and is covering and killing along the walls from the left and right. Although the Han army desperately counterattacked under the leadership of the officers, the number of Yellow Turbans was too large to kill. It could only be able to stabilize the front. It would be more difficult to counterattack and drive the Yellow Turbans down the city!

Huangfusong has suffered three minor injuries, one on his left shoulder. One place on the right leg, one place on the right arm, the wound was still dripping with blood, and it hurt like a heart-cracking lung. Only a dozen of his guards remained, all of them wounded. Huangfu Song swung his sword and chopped three yellow turbans to death. He stood up and took a breath.

"It seems that my Huangfu Yoshizen is going to die in Changsha today!"

On the sixth day of April, Zhaoling had become an empty city, and the three hundred thousand Yellow Turban Army had all gone west, heading towards Yingyin, Yangdi, and Changshe. Every family in the city closed their homes tightly, and there were all Tie Generals above them. The whole city was quiet, without a trace of people, not even a dog.

Around noon, a cavalry squad of more than a dozen people quickly approached the east gate of Zhaoling. These more than a dozen people were riding unicolor Wuheng horses under their hips, wearing armor of the Han army standard, and their red cloaks fluttering high behind them. Extraordinarily elite. Seeing that he was close to the city gate, the leader of the team raised his right hand and slowed his horse.

This uncle is more than 20 years old, born with red lips and white teeth. His surname is Zhang, the brother-in-law of Zhao Qian, the prefect of Runan. Zhao Qian's wife has only one younger brother, so she is extremely loving and raised in the mansion all the year round. A few days ago, Runan County made a big fanfare to expand the army. His wife specifically approached Zhao Qian, and asked for a job in the army for his younger brother, and assigned him to the scout camp.

"Ma'am! Madam! It's okay to say elsewhere, this scout camp is really hard to live! First, the scout camp is extremely hard. If you go deep behind the enemy all the year round, if there is a mistake, wouldn't it hurt Lao Taishan's heart? Secondly, the scout camp The chief of the army was hired heavily by me, and he administers the army very strictly. In case the military discipline is violated and the officer is selfless, what should I do? Yes or not?"

When the lady mentioned this incident, Zhao Qian's head suddenly shook like a rattle. The wife came from a noble family and was a reasonable person. She had planned for a long time. When Zhao Qian said this, she immediately laughed. "Husband, since he is sent to the scout camp, he must abide by military discipline, and if he makes a mistake, he will not be wrong! I have already explained this to my father."

When he heard this, Zhao Qian was relieved immediately. This brother-in-law blindly used the gun to stick, he has become a local tyrant, and it is time to find someone to take care of it. Looking at Zhao Qian's face, the wife knew that there was already a rush, and it was only the last one. "Husband, the Yellow Turban is nothing more than a group of farmers. What kind of superior can there be? When the soldiers fall, they will surely calm down in one fell swoop! At this time, it is the time to gain military merit. It is dangerous to go deep behind enemy lines. Bring a few more horses, and you can still run Can't it?"

The last sentence finally touched Zhao Qian. His wife's family helped him a lot in his career, and he couldn't ignore the matter, so the brother-in-law went to the scout camp and became a dub. The scout chief had been sucking tooth flower for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement. But it didn't give him any convenience. Instead, he let him start as a soldier. Unexpectedly, my brother-in-law would have survived from start to finish!

As a result, the chief scout was also at a loss. Could it be that he was born to serve in the army? I had no choice but to appoint him to be Dubliner, and Shangguan's face always had to be maintained. Today is the first time that Zhang Dubo has led his troops out to perform the task. The journey went smoothly, and only after the exploration of Zhaoling City, he returned on the same road.

Although Zhang Dubo is a recruit, he is easy-going, and he has a big hand, and he doesn't have much arrogance. As long as there are conditions along the way, he always takes the initiative to invite everyone to eat and drink, come and go, these dozen scouts are all familiar with him. "Bo Du, there is Zhaoling City in front of it. The city gate is wide open, unlike a human being. How about I wait to check it out?"

"This is very good! Go into the city!" Zhang Dubo rushed into the city for the first time. Don't look at the calmness on his face, it's all pretend, if you look closely, his calves are trembling. The scouts were extremely capable of observing words and expressions, and they immediately understood. He didn't speak at the moment, and went to investigate after a few minutes, leaving only two of them to accompany Shangguan into the city.

Zhang Dubo is also a wise man, how can his subordinates' actions escape his eyes? These subordinates are really good! In this victory, we must ask them to have a good time in Pingyu County! Even though he thought so in his mind, he didn't slow down at all. He smashed the door open and took a look inside the county office, and grabbed a handful of tokens from the lobby as evidence.

A quarter of an hour later, the crowd met at the east gate of Zhaoling City. "Uncle Du, I divided the four paths to investigate, but I didn't find anyone. Zhaoling is already an empty city!" Hearing the reply from his subordinates, Zhang Dubo nodded: "It's true. I also went to the county office to check it. Zhaoling is indeed an empty city!"

Having said that, he flipped his wrist, and a token with the words Zhaoling County Government appeared in his hand. "Uncle Du is so courageous!" The subordinates held out their thumbs one after another. This is a compliment from the heart. The first time they came out, they dared to enter the county government office. They were so courageous! "This task has been successfully completed. When I return to Pingyu County, I will invite everyone and Huajiu! Let's go!" Zhang Dubo was overjoyed. It is only today that he won the support of his subordinates.

As soon as Zhang Dubo and his party left, a group of yellow turban scouts entered the county seat from the west gate of Zhaoling, and went straight up the city wall along the highway. After riding a horse galloping half a circle on the city wall, it happened to reach the east gate. The captain of the scout set up a pergola and looked from a distance, just in time to see the Han army scout going away. The scout team let out a long sigh and wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads.

"We left, the scouts of the Han army had just left, and they didn't find us."

In every battle, there will be some inadvertent coincidences or mistakes. These coincidences and mistakes ultimately affect the outcome of a big battle. Maybe the thief God couldn't understand the misery of time, so he stretched out his finger compassionately. In any case, the Han army did not find the Yellow Turban scout, but the Yellow Turban scout discovered the Han army.

This detail led to a series of changes, which ultimately affected the entire battle.