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Chapter 234 Opportunity, Zhao Yun strikes

"kill."

"kill."

"kill."

Each Jianzhong Army soldier held a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, with a fanatical light radiating from his eyes, and jumped onto the city wall through the steps.

The Jianzhong Army scaled the city wall effortlessly, which indeed exceeded Li Sanjiao's expectations.

The panicked Yellow Turban Army faced off against the wolf-like and tiger-like Jianzhong Army. It was a direct wave of defeat. Countless Yellow Turban Army soldiers were cut down to the ground immediately.

"Fight back, fight back, push them down."

Li Sanjiao shouted as he led his troops to fight back.

At the critical moment, Li Sanjiao's soldiers and horses finally caught up with the city wall, and a force of three thousand troops pressed forward, directly using the human sea tactic to suppress the Jianzhong Army near the tower.

"Hurry, hurry, rush, rush, the tower continues to suppress."

The captain looked at the situation that was finally opened and was suppressed in an instant. He felt anxious and quickly urged the soldiers and horses below to speed up the city.

"Command the trebuchet, extend the fire bombs, and attack the buildings behind the city wall."

Looking at the battle situation on the city wall, Yuan Shu, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help but become very anxious. He quickly commanded the trebuchet to conduct extended shooting in an attempt to block the enemy's support.

The color of the small flag in the captain's hand changed again, from blue to red, symbolizing flames.

"Five bursts of medium-sized kerosene bombs, extended fire."

Fifteen stone bullets wrapped in black oilcloth rolled onto the magazine, and then each torch ignited all the kerosene bullets in an instant.

"emission."

With one shot, fifteen flaming stone bullets descended from the sky like comets, crossing the city wall and hitting the buildings behind.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom."

Most of the buildings behind the city wall were barracks for hidden soldiers. The kerosene bombs smashed through the buildings one after another.

The surging flames instantly turned the building into a sea of ​​flames. Yellow scarf soldiers covered in fire kept running out of the building, and were burned into charcoal while wailing.

This wave of fire bombs greatly slowed down the speed of the Yellow Turban Army in supporting the city wall. There were flames everywhere, and the Yellow Turban Army were everywhere like headless wasps.

"Ask Fei Sanfan, who is guarding the city gate, to immediately support me with 3,000 men. I must drive the enemy away."

Seeing that his soldiers and horses were dying in the flames, he panicked and was unable to support the city wall for the time being. Li Sanjiao immediately sent people to the city to call for support.

"promise."

Without saying a word, a junior high school student quickly rushed towards the city with a shield in one hand and the other in the other.

"Fei Xiaoshuai, the city wall is in urgent need of support. The army is too fierce and we will not be able to withstand it."

The small school trotted all the way and came directly to Fei Sanfan, who was in charge of the city gate defense.

"Zhao Hui, you bring five thousand people and immediately support the city wall. You must keep the city wall intact."

Fei Sanfan was unambiguous. He only had 10,000 troops and horses under his command, and 2,000 troops were divided among them at the gate of Houzhai City. Now he only had 8,000 troops and horses, so he was able to allocate 5,000 troops to the city wall at once, and he was willing to sacrifice himself.

"General Zhao, the time has come."

The men sent out to investigate told Yu Du about the chaos on the city wall, and Yu Du quickly found Zhao Yun and told him that the time had come.

"Okay, the Jianzhong Army is calm and resolute. Once they get on the city wall, it will be difficult to push them back. Now is the time for us to attack the city gate."

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up when he heard the news. He must know that only 200 elite people came with him this time. Even including Yu Du's 300 soldiers and horses, there were only 500 people.

It is simply impossible for five hundred people to seize the heavily defended city gate, but now that he has taken away five thousand soldiers and horses, the number responsible for defending the city gate is only three thousand soldiers and horses. Five hundred versus three thousand,

It's really possible.

"Attack."

Zhao Yun gave an order, and two hundred elite soldiers rushed out of the barracks with swords and shields. Yu Du did the same. Under his command, three hundred yellow scarves followed Zhao Yun and rushed out.

"Shuai Yu, what do you want to do?"

Yu Fan, who was called a guard but was actually a guard, saw Yu Du coming out with his troops and horses, and quickly put his men on alert.

A Thousand Yellow Turbans immediately unsheathed their steel swords and pointed them at Yu Du and Zhao Yun.

A flash of light flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes, he rushed out with a sword step and directly chopped off the head of the principal Yu Fan.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die."

Zhao Yun was full of blood and took the lead, slashing with the steel knife in his hand. Before Yu Fan could react, the two leaders around him also followed in the footsteps of the handsome Yu Fan.

Yu Fan had a thousand yellow scarves under his command, and they were given to two leaders respectively. Now all three leaders were wiped out by Zhao Yun.

A snake can't move without a head, a bird can't fly without wings, and without a command, Thousand Yellow Turbans are like a pile of loose sand. After being chopped down by Zhao Yun and others, they collapsed and fled in all directions.

Fei Sanfan's reinforcements arrived very quickly, after all, they were at the foot of the city wall, but as Zhao Yun said, the Jianzhong Army with open jaws was holding back their breath, that is, to clear their name.

Fifteen towers are fifteen steps, and a steady stream of Jianzhong troops were sent up the city wall. However, they were still unable to expand their results in the face of the Yellow Turban Army's massive offensive. The battle on the city wall became the most taboo battle among military strategists.

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Yuan Shu was anxiously circling behind, but there was nothing he could do. Now it was a struggle between the two sides to see who could not resist first. If Jianzhong's army could not resist, it would not matter. He would not mind smashing the city wall to pieces with a trebuchet.

"My lord, don't panic. As the saying goes, if the Jianzhong Army is nailed to the top of the city with a drink and a peck, it will definitely attract other Yellow Turbans to support them, especially the Yellow Turbans guarding the city gate.

I believe they must have sent strong troops to support us, so that Zilong will have a greater chance of attacking the city gate."

Seeing Yuan Shu frowning, Tian Feng couldn't help but smile.

Everyone knows that Yuan Shu does not care about casualties and always emphasizes elite troops and strong generals, so he does not have many direct troops. Every sacrifice of a soldier is a loss for his own side.

But there is no way to fight without death, especially in the siege at hand. Tian Feng was even prepared to lose tens of thousands of people.

"In this case, don't stop the trebuchet, and continue to hit me with kerosene bombs inside."

When Tian Feng mentioned Zhao Yun, Yuan Shu couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Indeed, the more intense the fighting at the city head, the more the enemy would focus on the city head. In this case, the defense in other places would be reduced accordingly.

"promise."

"Kerosene bombs, five rounds, fire."

After receiving Yuan Shu's general order, the captain once again waved the red flag and directed the trebuchet to fire extended shots into the city.

The kerosene bombs streaked across the sky and flew towards the village, smashing through the buildings with doomsday flames and causing a sea of ​​​​fire.

"Sir, it's bad, Marshal Yu ran away."

As soon as Yu Du walked away, Zhang Yishui was informed by someone behind him.

"Run away? Where is that trash Yu Fan?"

Zhang Yishui was wearing clothes, and when he heard that Yu Du had run away, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

"Shuai Yu Fan was killed on the spot, and two leaders were also killed in the battle. A thousand brothers collapsed on the spot."

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