The sun has risen a little higher, and the golden sunlight and the bright red blood are simply a perfect match in color.

The war drums rumbled past like dull thunder, and the huge military formation under Jiaozhi City began to move to the sound of war drums. The shouts of killing were earth-shattering, and Liu Bei's soldiers rushed towards the head of Jiaozhi City like a tide.

The general attack begins.

Liu Bei stood in the formation, directing the actions of his soldiers.

Although arrows are still being fired at the top of the city, the number of arrows has been greatly reduced. Although there are still a few unlucky ones who were shot, facing the surging siege army like a tide, it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket.

To no avail.

The creaking winch made a harsh sound behind the formation, and with a huge roar, huge rocks rose into the sky. Some of them flew into the city, some fell on the city wall, and some accurately hit the city.

When they reached the city gate tower and turrets, in the blink of an eye, broken human bodies and fragments of the city wall cracked into mud and stone were flying all over the sky.

The catapult is a big killer weapon that Liu Bei inherited from Fei Qian.

In the past few days, Liu Bei had his army craftsmen cutting down trees day and night to make heavy siege equipment. By last night, the first batch of eight trebuchets had just been completed, and they went directly to the battlefield today. Liu Bei had not

The trump card that he was willing to use before the pass was now facing Shi Xie's final lair, so there was no need to hide it.

There are still a lot of trees here in Jiaozhi, but it is a pity that there are still too few craftsmen, otherwise we should be able to make more instruments...

Under such a powerful stone attack, in less than a moment, the turrets and gate towers on the west side of Jiaozhi had all collapsed. The city was filled with dust and a mess, and screams of pain could be heard endlessly.

Liu Bei waved the order again, and the war drums changed. A group of soldiers began to move forward with a huge battering ram. If they could reach the city gate, such a heavy battering ram would probably tear the city gate apart in just a few hits!

In addition to the battering ram, several cloud vehicles were also launched.

The archers standing on the cloud chariot began to pour arrows wildly towards the top of the city, taking back double the losses suffered due to the height difference in the previous few days.

On the other hand, the Shixie garrison at the top of the city was very slow and did not even use any effective countermeasures.

Perhaps it was because the reinforcements of Shixie brother Shiwu were defeated a few days ago that the morale in the city was low?

Or is it because the previous siege has consumed the strategic materials in the city, making it unable to cope with the situation?

Or maybe something happened in the city?

No one knows, everything is possible, but now Guan Yu has not stopped thinking about these problems.

As soon as the trebuchet came to a stop, the wooden planks of the cloud cart were already leaning diagonally on the city wall, and the ramp built was more than 200 steps long. The soldiers who had been waiting around the cloud cart shouted and started walking along the trebuchet.

The ramp leads directly to the city.

Guan Yu passed over other soldiers, jumped onto the cloud chariot, drove quickly, almost without any pause, and rushed directly to the top of the city along the cloud chariot.

When Guan Yu actually stepped on the city wall, he could hardly believe that he had climbed onto the city wall so smoothly!

Looking around, all I could see was the smoke rising from the rammed earth city walls that had been smashed by stones. The ground was covered with rubble, timber and corpses strewn about. Many bloody hands and feet stretched out from under the beams of the collapsed gate tower.

come out……

All this seemed normal. Guan Yu had seen a lot of the brutal battlefield, but one thing that was unusual was that he didn't see many soldiers around him...

Is it possible that all of Shi Xie's soldiers have escaped?

As if in response to Guan Yu's question, some figures seemed to appear and sway in the rising smoke.

Guan Yu shouted and summoned his soldiers to line up and prepare to meet the enemy.

A figure emerged from the smoke, but Guan Yu was startled.

Then more figures appeared, slowly squirming forward...

In this world, there are not many people who can make Guan Yu feel troublesome and frown on the battlefield, but these figures in front of him made Guan Yu frown.

It wasn't because of the appearance of a group of brave warriors, not even Shi Xie's soldiers. What appeared in the smoke and dust were some ragged city residents with skinny faces and no decent weapons in their hands. Many of them were

What kind of dung fork and wooden stick are you holding...

Although the people in the city were a little cowed in their expressions and actions, when they approached Guan Yu and others, they still shouted and rushed forward waving dung forks and wooden sticks, and engaged Liu Bei's soldiers in hand-to-hand combat.

Without any suspense, the first batch of people in the city who rushed up were beheaded in front of the formation. One of them even threw a dung fork in his hand at Guan Yu. Guan Yu easily knocked him away. Then Guan Yu saw

This man was unarmed and didn't even bother to slash. He swung his sword across his body and knocked him aside, bumping into the other two people who rushed up behind him.

These people are ordinary people, almost like the Yellow Turban soldiers back then. They have no armor or weapons. These people have not even gone through the basic training of soldiers...

If it weren't for the different surrounding environment, Guan Yu would have almost thought that he had returned to the Zhongping period, to the battlefield of the Yellow Turban Rebellion...

"Repay the favor!"

"Drive away thieves!"

Another group of Jiaozhi people shouted, as if to encourage themselves, and then rushed forward.

It was really instigated by Shi Xie and others...

Guan Yu confirmed this again. Some strange feelings arose in his heart, and some pity flashed through his heart. However, this pity did not affect Guan Yu's actions. A man next to him stabbed him from the side, and Guan Yu easily avoided it.

With his sharp edge, he sent the long knife blade into the man's bony chest without hesitation.

Compassion for the weak does not mean that Guan Yu will be soft-hearted. Back then, Guan Yu could fight his way through the Yellow Turban thieves, but now he will not let the people in Jiaozhi City slaughter him!

The long sword whizzed past, and even Shi Xie's soldiers could not resist it, let alone these ordinary Jiaozhi people. Their weak bodies fell down one by one, but there were still some Jiaozhi people shouting, for Shi Xie, for Shi Xie, for

To repay the kindness of the Shi family, he risked his life to stop Guan Yu.

Is Shi Xie, or the whole family of Shi Xie, really worthy of you, the common people of Jiaozhi, working so hard?

Looking at the thin bodies and ragged clothes of these Jiaozhi people, is it possible that this is Shi Xie's kindness to you?

Guan Yu couldn't figure it out.

If these people have any connection with Shi Xie, or even have been well supported by Shi Xie, then there is no problem in risking their lives to repay their kindness, just like the retainers during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, isn't it the same? But

These people in front of me are obviously ordinary people who may have problems eating every day, but they actually come to repay Shi Xie's favor?!

What kind of favor should I repay?

Thank Shi Xie for not squeezing out the last bit of blood pressure from his bones?

Or is it that Shi Xie also rewarded him with some food to survive?

Fortunately, such a weird farce quickly subsided.

As Zhang Fei on the other side broke through the city gate, the city sergeant Xie took the remaining soldiers and ran away under Liu Bei's intentional encirclement of the three towers. Only then did the Jiaozhi people give up resistance in confusion and despair...

Didn't he say that we would "live and die with the city" together?

Didn't he say that we would "go to hell together" together?

Aren't we all "father, son, brother and sister" in all our lives?

Why did you, Shi Xie, run away when we tried our best?

Why?

Why……

……(￣▽￣)“……

There is a kind of morbid psychology, that is, the victim who has been violated will actually say good things to the perpetrator, and even rely on the perpetrator...

What is the name of this psychology?

Fei Qian couldn't remember it. The foreigners' names were all confusing, the transliteration was too long, and the free translation was too weird, so Fei Qian couldn't be blamed for this.

Putting aside the issue of names, Fei Qian did not expect that he would meet such a group of people with similar mentality soon after arriving in Hedong.

A group of kind, ignorant, and even somewhat pitiful and pathetic people.

A sheep, or should I say a group of sheep, is grieving for the wolf and defending the wolf. Can you believe this?

But right before our eyes, it really happened!

Fei Qian sat and listened with a smile on his face, while Xiao Feizhen stood aside. In front of him was a group of sheep, well, a group of farmers who were begging for mercy for a wealthy family...

"Mr. Zhao..." an old farmer spoke.

"There's no Master Zhao, it's Zhao Si!" Huang Xu shouted loudly at the side, which made the farmers cower in fear.

Fei Qian waved his hand to Huang Xu, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, it's just a name, it doesn't matter, just say it..."

"Yes, yes, this...this Mr. Zhao...four, Mr. Zhao is a good man...general, Mr. Zhao is a good man..." The old farmer reorganized his words and pleaded to Fei Qian, "General

But you can’t wrongly accuse a good person..."

Fei Qian still smiled and nodded, "That's right, of course you can't accuse a good person unjustly... Tell me, why is Zhao Laosi a good person? What's so good about it?"

"That what, Zhang, Zhang Zhongshi..." The old farmer couldn't remember clearly. He thought about it with some hesitation, but still couldn't figure it out, "That Zhang Zhongshi is so bad, he wrongly accused Mr. Zhao... Mr. Zhao..."

...Zhao Laosi is not a bad guy, he is a good guy, Zhao Zhongshi is the bad guy..."

Zhang Shi, his position was engaged, and he also had another position, that of servant. How about now, he mixed the two positions together. But Fei Qian could understand, so he nodded and motioned for the old farmer to continue.

"Zhao Laosi is a good guy...Zhang Zhongshi is a bad guy..."

There are only two kinds of people in the world, good people and bad people. Opposite a good person are bad people. Those who are persecuted by bad people are good people. This is the simple logic of the sheep.

The old farmer's language was very confusing and his thinking was not clear. He talked a lot, but the point was pretty much this...

Fei Qian didn't know whether he should lament the simplicity and kindness of the hardworking people in China, or should lament something else, because listening to the old farmer's words reminded Fei Qian of his experience in later generations, when he was still a working class.
To be continued...