Therefore, he recruited many like-minded people to form the Taiping Dao, claiming to be a great sage and mentor. On the same quiet night, facing the stars and the bright moon, he swore an oath to overthrow the decadent Han Dynasty and save the people of the world, and gathered people to revolt!
After more than ten years of planning, Zhang Jiao is ready to use his growing reputation among the people. In some places, they only know that Zhang Jiao exists but not the emperor. The number of believers gathered under his command is as high as hundreds of thousands.
This year, Zhang Jiao felt that the time had come, so he climbed up and raised a flag to revolt.
At first, the Yellow Turban Army could abide by Zhang Jiao's orders and not harass the people. However, due to the Yellow Turban Army's lax military regulations and the hundreds of thousands of people who were divided between good and bad, they committed crimes, burned, killed, and looted from time to time.
Gradually, the image of the Yellow Turban Army in the hearts of the people changed from a rebel army to a violent army, and they were afraid of hiding.
Zhang Jiao is very aware of these things, but he is completely powerless. Without a strict upper-lower management structure, strict military regulations, and the court's crackdown, he has no way to reorganize the Yellow Turban Army at this time and can only watch helplessly.
With his years of hard work, he gradually declined and headed for destruction. Zhang Jiao, exhausted both physically and mentally, felt that he had aged a lot in the past six months.
He sighed heavily and tightened his Taoist robe. The cold wind in the autumn night was really cold. I don't know how many soldiers in the city would freeze to death. The constant fighting with the officers and soldiers for the past few days had already made these soldiers tired.
It was unbearable. Although they defeated Dong Zhuo, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Jun several times, the current situation of lack of food and clothing in the city remained unchanged. Moreover, I heard that Zuo Aoran, the most decorated bandit general, had replaced the incompetent Huangfu Song.
Zhu Jun and Zhu Jun commanded the Han army in front of them. They didn't know how long the city could be defended.
"Is this the end of my great ambition to save the world and create a peaceful and prosperous age?" Zhang Jiao looked up to the sky and sighed.
At three quarters past midnight.
In late autumn, the sky is still a little dark, with only a patch of green light on the horizon. On the wall of Guangzong City, most of the Yellow Turban soldiers are still sleeping, and only a small number of Yellow Turban soldiers on guard are taking a nap with their weapons on hand.
Outside Guangzong's city wall, countless black shadows swayed and quietly rushed toward the city wall. Only many weapons reflected the brilliance of the stars, reflecting the shimmering cold light.
"Crash..." Dozens of strange sounds, seventeen or eight ladders were erected on the city wall, which seemed unusually harsh in this silent night.
"There are people, it's the Han army! The Han army is attacking!" The noise woke up the Yellow Turban soldiers standing guard. When they saw the ladder set up on the wall, they immediately understood what was going on and shouted hurriedly. One to ten, ten to one hundred, one hundred
Chuan Qian, soon, the sleeping yellow turban soldiers woke up in a daze, and forced their bodies, which were a little weak from sleep, to stand up to face the enemy.
The two brothers Liu Quan and Liu Hu, holding double whips and double maces, stood quietly not far from the city wall. When they saw the guards on the city wall awakening, they were not impatient and waved their single whip forward, "Dong dong dong...
..." A rumble of drums sounded, "Kill——!" The shouts of killing suddenly rang out and rushed toward the city wall.
At the same time, Liu Bei and Sun Jian in the northeast corner of Guangzong City also led their own troops to launch a fierce attack. Dong Zhuo, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Jun outside the east gate of Guangzong City also launched a decent feint attack towards the city gate.
Zhang Tai, Xing Lie, and Li Bao also launched a feint attack on the south gate of Guangzong City. Zhang Rong, Yang Ming, and Diao Linxiang also launched a feint attack on the north gate of Guangzong City. For a moment, the sound of killing and the beating of drums were deafening.
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Zhang Jiao was startled by the sudden shouts of killing in the city. He didn't expect that the Han army was attacking the city at this moment. Moreover, judging from the momentum and direction, the main attack was launched from multiple directions at the same time. What was Zuo Aoran going to do? He was not as good as Zhang
Jiao Duo thought about it and immediately sent an order to each department of the Yellow Turban Army in the city to detach a small part to support the city wall under attack.
Outside the west gate of Guangzong City.
Zuo Aoran secretly observed the city wall of Guangzong City. Behind him were the Tengjia Divine Hammer Battalion, Tengjia Red Scarf Army, Xu Chu Guards Battalion, Taiping Battalion and other tens of thousands of soldiers. They were all silent. Zuo Aoran was the only one waiting.
With an order.
"Lord, it's almost time, let's attack!" Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Xu Chu and others are already gearing up and can't wait, especially Wen Chou. Wen Chou has been resting since the last battle outside Guangping City.
Lying in bed all day long and resting again and again almost suffocated him to death.
"No, wait a minute, wait a minute..." Zuo Aoran frowned, thinking about something. Gao Lan, who was beside Zuo Aoran, thought for a while after hearing this, and looked towards the city head with enlightenment.
A light flashed in his eyes.
"The number of enemies on top of the city has not decreased much. Attacking the city at this time will inevitably cause too many casualties. We must wait for the second brother, third brother, Xuande, Wentai and Dong Prefect to attract most of the enemies.
Only then can we attack the city with minimal losses." Zuo Aoran explained the reason.
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The two brothers Liu Quan, Liu Hu, Liu Bei, Sun Jian, and Dong Zhuo were still attacking. However, after fighting for a long time, it was almost midnight, and there was still no movement on Zuo Aoran's side. They quickly understood that it was
His attack strength was not strong enough and he failed to attract more Yellow Turban troops.
Liu Hu looked at the top of Guangzong City, tightened the maces in his hands, and said: "Brother will set up the formation for the younger brother first, let's see if I can attack successfully!" Then he shouted: "Come with me!" After that, he personally
Lead the army to attack the city.
Liu Hu grabbed two maces with one hand, climbed higher and higher, and soon reached the top of the city. With a roar, he knocked to the ground two yellow scarf thieves who were holding guns and wanted to stab him. Then he climbed up the city wall and killed him.
A pair of wrought copper maces were rounded, and they were invincible. A small open space was opened on the top of the city, and the rest of the Han soldiers immediately climbed up the city wall from here.
On the tower in Guangzong City, seeing this situation, the muscles on Zhang Liang's face quietly twitched twice.
"File~~"
Amidst the piercing sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other, Zhang Liang slowly pulled out the sword from under his ribs, and gradually raised it above his head. Just as a dazzling bolt of lightning struck down, it reflected on Zhang Liang's sharp sword, and a dazzling silver glow suddenly appeared.
In an instant, Zhang Liang's shrill and desolate voice echoed through the tower.
"The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the age is Jiazi, the world is prosperous~~~~ Followers of the great sage and mentor, muster up your courage, burn your blood, wrap yourself in armor, pick up weapons, and go up to the tower.
Come up, the moment of decisive battle has arrived, our determination shines like lightning~~~"
"Long live~~"
Zhang Bao was the first to raise his arms and cheer.
"Long live! Long live! Long live~~~"
Countless Yellow Turban believers responded frantically, and then swarmed up to the top of Guangzong City like ants. They shouted fanatically, waved their weapons crazily, vented their enthusiasm, and rushed waves after waves.
The officers and soldiers who came to the top of the city beheaded them, or they hugged each other and jumped off the city wall in a way that meant they would both die together.
On Liu Bei's and Sun Jian's side, the four generals behind Sun Jian and Liu Bei's third brother Zhang Fei could no longer bear the loneliness. They led the team and shouted with Liu Hu to attack the wall of Guangzong City at the same time. Zhang Fei's eight-foot snake spear
, Cheng Pu's iron spine, Huang Gai's iron whip, Han Dang's gold-backed mountain sword, Zu Mao's blue dragon and white tiger swords, everyone's weapons were either chopping, slashing, stabbing or beheading.
, whether picking or sweeping, they are all actively harvesting the lives of the Yellow Turban thieves.
