As the last spearman walked into the camp, the door slammed shut. Li Yang looked at Fang Fan waiting at the door and smiled, his face a little pale.
"one move."
"Brother, you are so awesome and handsome!"
Tang Jiajun ran over at some point, with an excited expression and bright eyes, looking at Li Yang with admiration.
Suddenly, Li Yang's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. Seeing this, Tang Jiajun's expression suddenly changed and he asked quickly.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Li Yang looked pale and waved his hand.
"Can't die."
Seeing this, Fang Fan patted Li Yang on the shoulder and said slowly.
"You have worked hard."
Hearing Fang Fan's words, Li Yang grinned and then fell down.
Seeing this, Fang Fan quickly held his hand, turned his hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand. He opened it, poured it into Li Yang's mouth, and then helped him sit up cross-legged.
After the dragon marrow entered his abdomen, Li Yang's face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wound on his abdomen quickly shrank, recovered, and healed, until only a piece of tender red new skin remained.
But Fang Fan had already stepped onto the wall and looked at the Yellow Turban Army rushing over with a cold expression on his face.
Beside him, Fan Fei quickly adjusted his defense deployment.
Ning'an Village lacks generals who are good at cold-weapon warfare, so they have no choice but to let Fan Fei take over at the critical moment.
Of course, Fan Fei is also very aware of this. He also knows how much weight he has, how much ability he has, and how much he can do.
Because he knows that he is not good at cold weapon warfare.
Therefore, he abandoned all evil ways and did not make sneak attacks, ambush in advance, or take advantage of the chaos to attack the opponent's military formation.
He only does one thing: defense, an upright defense, an aboveboard defense, no loopholes, and no loopholes to exploit, and a defense that must be attacked forcefully.
And this happens to be the place that Fang Fan appreciates the most and makes Fang Fan feel at ease the most.
Although the three hundred spearmen in the camp under him did not make any achievements, they did not make any mistakes. Everything was in order and ready to fight.
Under the angry shout of the adult, the Yellow Turban Army rushed forward in a swarm, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, which looked very messy.
The first group of people were carrying long wooden ladders on their shoulders, obviously preparing to storm the wall.
Since there are no archers or long-range troops, we can only watch them approach, which directly wastes the best output time of the defenders.
The distance of three hundred meters passed in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the Yellow Turban Army rushed to the bottom of the wall.
Fang Fan's eyes were cold as he scanned the Yellow Turban Army. After several searches, he finally found his target.
Fang Fan knew the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. He had seen them before under Zhang Ning. It was the Yellow Turban Warriors, the real Yellow Turban Warriors, a low-level special unit.
Even if it is only the first level, it is still an extremely powerful existence.
However, the current Yellow Turban warriors are a little different.
Fang Fan has a deep memory of the Yellow Turban warriors under Zhang Ning. What impressed him most was their fanaticism, fearlessness of death, pain and fearlessness.
But under the frenzy, the eyes of those yellow scarf warriors are still smart, they are all normal, like normal people, they still have emotions.
But things are different now. The eyes of these yellow scarf warriors who are rushing over are just as fanatical.
But under the enthusiasm, he is full of sluggishness, like a puppet on strings, like a fool.
And behind every dozens of yellow turban warriors, there would be a person wearing a yellow robe and holding a yellow booklet. It was these people who attracted Fang Fan's attention.
These people's eyes are moving, and there is obviously nothing wrong with them. However, they are closely protected by the yellow scarf warriors with dull eyes, and no one can get close to them.
Before Fang Fan had time to look further, the ladder they were carrying was already set up on the wall.
Da da da!
There was a muffled sound, and one ladder after another was set up on the wall.
However, these ladders do not have hooks like the legendary siege ladders that would hook onto the walls; they are simply placed on them.
As soon as the ladder was set up, the yellow scarf warriors with fanatical eyes climbed up the ladder.
"kill!"
Long Yuan took out his sheath and cut off his head with a sword, thus starting the prelude to this war.
One by one, the spearmen thrust out their spears, flew them away, and killed the yellow scarf warriors who were trying to climb up.
Fang Fan slashed with sword after sword, frantically harvesting the lives of the yellow turban warriors. He was able to guard the three to five meter long wall by himself, and no one could rush up.
But there was no relaxed look on Fang Fan's face, instead he looked a little solemn.
He relies on his magic weapons and strength, and no one can match him, but ordinary spearmen are in trouble.
It can only be said that the Yellow Turban Warriors are worthy of being a special unit.
Brave and unafraid of death, the bee pupae rushed up, and more importantly, when they were attacked on the stairs, they ignored the wounds on their bodies and fought hard to fall, fighting to die miserably on the spot.
Spear, pull the spearman down.
The spearman was caught off guard, and a huge force came from the spear, and the whole person was taken down directly.
He fell off the wall with the Yellow Turban Warriors, and no miracle happened, and he died tragically among the enemy soldiers.
At that moment, if a team leader who had cultivated the Golden Emperor's true form had not reacted immediately, led his troops to fill the loopholes, and forcibly repel the Yellow Turban Warriors, the opponent would have already rushed to the wall.
Looking at all this, Fang Fan suddenly felt a little scared and a little enlightened.
Why did Zhang Jiao conquer half of the Han Dynasty with a mere militia?
Yes, I'm afraid it's this kind of madness, this fearless and fearless madness.
He was willing to be killed and dared to bring down the emperor, and he did it!
Resisting the urge to interfere, he observed the battlefield and Fan Fei.
Fan Fei did not participate in the battle, and was watching the overall situation from a position slightly behind the wall.
Fang Fan saw that with just a few orders from him, the spearmen's fighting style changed.
It retreats with one strike, leaving no opportunity for the yellow turban warrior to seize the weapon.
Work in pairs so that if someone is caught with a weapon, the other person will quickly help to rescue them.
Cut down the stairs, one person attacks the yellow scarf warrior on the ladder, another person attacks and destroys the ladder.
After a few orders, the battle situation quickly stabilized. Although it was still difficult to resist, there was no danger of collapse in a short time.
Seeing this, Fang Fan nodded with satisfaction and relaxed a little. While killing the enemy, he was still focused on the overall situation.
As time passed, Fang Fan glanced at the yellow scarf warrior, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply.
Not far away, directly in front of the camp gate, dozens of yellow scarf warriors were approaching the camp little by little, carrying tree trunks more than one meter thick.
Every time they took a step, the ground seemed to shake, and they approached step by step, pointing directly at the village gate.
"Someone, hold on!"
On the fierce battlefield, dozens of yellow scarf warriors stepped on a pool of blood, carried huge trees, and ran towards the camp gate.
Boom!
A loud noise drowned out the fierce shouts of killing on the battlefield, and sawdust flew all over the sky.
puff!
Many of the spearmen standing behind the gate immediately spat out blood mist and looked a little pale.
Even the walls trembled under the impact.
The giant tree carried by the yellow scarf warrior was shortened in the collision, and the originally sharpened end had become pulpy, but this did not affect the next impact of the giant tree.
I saw dozens of yellow scarf warriors silently retreating and charging again!
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the wall beneath his feet was shaking. The door screamed under the impact, and the reinforced door beams were already twisted.
"Splash water!"
At this critical moment, Fan Fei's loud shout rang in everyone's ears. Everyone in the battle reacted quickly, and one person ran to the back, picked up the iron pot, and poured the boiling lake water down in the air.
The boiling water floats in the void, bursts of steam rise, and in the steam, the boiling water falls.
"Ahhhh!!!"
ps: Thank you for the 5,000 starting coin reward for the fireworks in Jiamao in March. The boss likes to mention the number one fan list. Thank you boss, the boss is generous.
But by the way, how did you achieve a one-time reward of 5,000? Is there an option of 5,000? I’m curious.
