Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"Woohoo!"

The long and long horn sounded over the city of Licheng.

"Trend!"

Jun Hou Qiang drew his sword and raised it high, and shouted with a prolonged voice.

"Squeaky!"

The sound of bow pulling sounded from the city wall, and the archers all leaned back, the bowstrings were close to their cheeks, the bow was stretched like a full moon, and the arrow pointed diagonally in the sky!

The Yellow Turban army formation paused for a moment visible to the naked eye, and suddenly thousands of troops uttered a shaking roar: "Kill!"

Several teams rushed forward with the steppers carrying the ladder, and saw the yellow turban steppers speeding up, like the flood of the collapsed embankment, pounced towards the city.

"put!"

Junhou's eyes widened with anger, the sword's edge swung down, and a roar came out from his chest.

Bang!

Like the sound of a piece of cloth splitting, the city's archer shook his whole body, and a layer of black cloud suddenly rose in the sky, accompanied by an arrow rising to the highest point, and then fell violently, tearing the air!

"Get up!"

The yellow turban siege formation was a little messy, the steppers lifted their shields to protect their upper body while running, and in a flash, the arrow rain fell down with a narrow whistling sound.

"Dole...Dole..."

"簌...簌..."

The arrow shot on the shield, and the arm was numb. The pawns often carried a round shield with half the circumference of the arm. This kind of small shield could not protect the whole body. At this time, the arrows were all fired. In an instant, countless yellow scarf striders hit arrows. Falling to the ground, the screams are endless, but the pawns who have experience in war know that if the arrow does not directly hit the head and chest, most of them are injured. Moreover, there are not many Han archers in the city. Not much damage.

The steppers held up their shields against the arrows of the city, and quickly approached the wall, but they were faced with a chasm. The three-foot-wide moat blocked the way. The water was taken from the Yellow River, deep and urgent, and unkind. Shui's stepper suddenly stopped, shouting backwards for the cloud ladder, Shanshui's stepper biting a steel knife and flying into the river, swimming desperately down the city.

When the Han army on the city saw the enemy smashing to the bottom of the city, they pierced out the battlements and shot at the enemy in the river. The person who hit the arrow immediately sank into the river, and the river was red with blood.

Liu Ye squeezed the arrow in his hand. He did not shoot indiscriminately. Instead, he astutely searched for the enemy leader in the enemy's formation. Shooting ten ordinary enemies is not a cost-effective way to kill an enemy leader. Moreover, the three-stone strong bow is too much to use. With his arm strength, he can shoot two pot arrows at most, and I am afraid that he can't even lift his arms after shooting. When moving, it is natural to choose people and shoot.

A ringing yellow scarf leader under the city broke into Liu Ye's eyes. He drew his bow and let out his arrows, and his arrows shot down the city like a meteor, but Liu Ye didn't look at it again.

"Brother is really a great shot. This is already the thirteenth thief shot." A long arrow was brought to hand. Accompanied by a familiar flattery, Liu Ye looked back and saw that it was just now. When Wu De saw Liu Ye on the school grounds, Wu De saw Liu Ye come over, and said more diligently: "Brother, I see that there are not many arrows in your quiver, so I asked for two more arrows for you."

Liu Ye looked down. Seeing that there were two more pots of arrows beside his feet, he saw his scalp numb, and he glanced at Wu De without a smile, "I want to thank you brother for your kindness." He turned his face away. go with.

Wu De had Rong Yan on his face, and he couldn't see Liu Ye's indifferent attitude, and he still had to talk.

Liu Ye glanced down the city, but saw that the enemy had already set up a ladder on the moat, and steppers swarmed across the river, struggling to raise the ladder to the wall, and behind the siege pawns, a neat formation of bow and arrow troops appeared. Hearing a short horn sound, hundreds of archers bent their bows and let go of their arrows, suppressing lasing shots at the head of the city, covering the **** ants attaching to the city.

Liu Ye took a breath of air, and hurriedly retracted his body behind the battlements, and saw Wu De still standing beside him, grabbing his neck and pulling him over.

Wu's morality is unknown, so when he was struggling, Liu Ye shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, don't kill me!"

Before the words fell, the sky filled the sky with arrows shot up from the city. Where Wu De was standing just now, several long arrows with violently shaking tails were nailed to the blue bricks of the city wall, and the flying debris hit the skin. It's tingling.

"Thank you, brother!" Wu De shivered, lying on Liu Ye's feet and daring not to move. Liu Ye frowned, feeling that this person had no courage, and could not help showing a bit of contempt. At this time, he clearly heard the sound of collision from outside the city wall. , It was the enemy's ladder stand. He couldn't help but slammed his whole body. He stood up, and then stepped back half a step to stabilize his horse. With his hands in his hands, he roared: "The thieves are in the city!"

There were exclamations from the Han army everywhere, and the yellow turban pawns climbed up the ladder.

The first person who leaned out of the city was a long-bearded yellow turban stepper. This life is burly and fierce. With a ring knife in his mouth, he climbed up with both hands and feet. The moment he went up the city, he held the knife in his hand and glared. With a loud roar, the surrounding Han soldiers were afraid of his appearance and momentum, and they all took a step back. It was this retreat that he stood on the wall, pounced and cut down two Han troops, and came up behind him. There are more and more yellow trousers.

The yellow turban pawns from Liu Ye’s defense wall are not so lucky. The long and heavy long squat is like a dragon in his hand, like a poisonous snake that utters a letter. The long squat is within the range of the outcropping enemy. In a moment, he would be stabbed by him, and there was no need for other Han army helpers. For a while, this city wall became a vacuum zone.

The Korean car rider under the city, as a pioneer, saw this scene from a distance, and said furiously: "Good thief, kill me!"

"General, it's Qu Shuai who was injured by his secret arrow!" A small yellow turban with good eyesight pointed at Liu Ye who was waving.

The Korean car said in a grimace: "Take a certain big bow!"

...

The battle on the city wall became more fierce. After all, the Yellow Turban Army had the advantage, and it was all the way to the victory to kill. Morale and combat power was at its peak. Although the Han army occupied the advantage of the high city, it gradually fell into the wind. Climbing up the city wall and struggling to rush to the city gate, the army made up of prisoners and Ding Zhuang hastily retreated and the situation is critical.

"Fight, those who fall back will be cut!"

The army was full of anger, leading the soldiers to kill the enemy with a sword while sternly supervising the battle, berating the prisoners and Ding Zhuang to counterattack, trying to counterattack and drive the Yellow Turban army off the city wall, but the number of well-trained soldiers in the defending army is really too small. In the face of the Yellow Turbans, which are like wolves and tigers, they can only wait for reinforcements and delay the loss of the city wall.

The enemy and our soldiers fought and became a group. On a section of the wall of tens of meters, hundreds of people fought close to the wall. People kept screaming and fell under the wall. From the side of the wall, the ladder below was densely covered with yellow scarf thief soldiers. The person watching was dizzy and startled.

Fighting for life in battle, the most important thing is a momentum. At this time, the Yellow Turban army is like a rainbow, with great aura to break through the city wall. On the other hand, the defending army, Han soldiers fights hard in front, but the prisoners and Ding Zhuang dare not move forward, morale is getting worse, some people finally can’t bear it and turn around to flee, and this escape will play a bad lead, and then Evolved into a great defeat for the whole army.

The prisoner who escaped first turned his head and ran for a few steps. Suddenly he stopped in amazement, and saw a spear with blood protruding from behind his neck...