Late at night, after a day of fighting, the Yellow Turban Army had retreated. As night fell, the entire Suiyang City returned to silence. On the streets, there was no one who could see a figure except for the soldiers who occasionally patrolled the past, which was no different from the past.

After carefully avoiding the search of a team of patrol soldiers, Pei Yuanshao waved his hand in the direction of the Xicheng Wucheng. More than a dozen men with yellow turbans quickly rushed out of the alley behind him, and with the cover of the night, he ran towards the Wucheng.

Suiyang is a big city. There is a urn city behind each city gate. Once the city gate is broken, the soldiers guarding the city can retreat to the urn city and continue to entangle with the enemy. However, now the city wall is still in hand. On the urn city, there are not many soldiers and horses stationed above the urn city except for necessary patrols.

A few slight muffled groans did not come too far in the quiet night, attracting the attention of the defenders. After a while, someone poked his head out of the city wall, waved the torch and turned three times in the direction of Pei Yuanshao and others below.

Pei Yuanshao breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, just open the city gate.

"Go!" Pei Yuanshao took a sword from his back, shouted fiercely, and rushed towards the open gate of the urn city.

"Kill~" Five hundred yellow turbans followed Pei Yuanshao tightly, rushed out, and rushed into the city wall to kill the soldiers guarding the city wall.

These soldiers guarding the city seemed to be exhausted after a day of fighting. They did not react until Pei Yuanshao brought his men to the city wall. They woke up from their sleep in panic but did not go forward to fight. Many people turned around and left. Some people picked up weapons from the ground and wanted to resist stubbornly, but were quickly destroyed by the Yellow Turban Army killed on the top of the city.

It's too easy, right?

Pei Yuanshao felt something was wrong in his heart. If these official troops were really so vulnerable, Liang Fa would not have been able to break through the city for so many days.

The sound of trumpets sounded in the distance, and a large number of torches appeared in the military camp in the city, and there was not much time for Pei Yuanshao to think about it carefully. After initially occupying the city wall, he immediately ordered people to put down the suspension bridge and open the city gate. Everything went smoothly to Pei Yuanshao, but at this point, as the official reinforcements were coming, Pei Yuanshao could no longer care about so many, so he took off a torch from the city wall and turned left three times, and then turned right two times.

"The sky is dead and the yellow sky is here. The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very good~"

Outside the dark city wall, torches were lit. Less than thirty feet away from the city wall, a large number of figures appeared at some point shouting the Taiping Sect's slogan and rushed towards the Xicheng city gate, and rushed into the city gate one after another.

Further apart, the Taiping Sect camp also had movement. From a distance, clusters of fire lights kept lit up in the camp, and irregular torches gathered into fire dragons and began to spread here.

it's over!

Seeing that the Taiping Sect, who was leading the way, rushed into Ximen without any obstacles, Pei Yuanshao breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, after tonight, the Liang Kingdom will be the territory of the Taiping Sect.

“Woo~”

In the darkness, a dense low sound broke through the air, and the shadow of death suddenly enveloped Pei Yuanshao's heart. Without time to think about what this felt, a lazy donkey instinctively rolled into the corner of the city wall.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ~"

"Puchi~Puchi~Puchi~Puchi~"

Just as Pei Yuanshao fell to the ground and rolled, a dense sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh came from his ears. At that moment, many clusters of arrows shot on the city wall. The yellow turban thieves fell into the ground with arrows. The sound of wailing sounds turned into pieces, and the sound of arrows shooting into the sky and falling on the bricks and stones.

What's going on!?

Pei Yuanshao sat up with a knife in his hand, looked at his companion who had been extremely brave before incredible, and in a blink of an eye, a bad premonition surged into his heart.

"Tait ~"

The rapid footsteps sounded from afar and near. Pei Yuanshao quickly looked up. Under the night, a figure on the city wall, like an iron tower, was flying, holding two large black iron halberds in his hand. The Yellow Turban Army wanted to come forward to stop him, but he waved his hand and cut it into two pieces in half.

"Dian Wei!" Pei Yuanshao's eyes were fixed and he gasped. As the main figure of the Suiyang Taiping Sect, he was familiar with the several confidants beside Ye Zhao. The man in front of him, who was like an iron tower and as powerful as a tiger, had countless brothers died at his hands when the Taiping Sect was uprising.

"How dare you offend my city? Why don't you kneel down and ask for surrender?" Just as Pei Yuanshao was surprised that Dian Wei appeared, another loud shout rang out on the other side.

"Guan Hai!" Pei Yuanshao turned around and saw Guan Hai carrying a knife and a team of people storming into the Yellow Turban soldiers at the top of the city. Lielie's sword light flashed by, and countless Yellow Turban heroes died under his sword. Pei Yuanshao remembered Liang Fa that he said that this person was a high-level figure in the Taiping Sect Qushang, but now he is willing to be a subordinate of a county magistrate and slaughter the robes of the past.

However, it was too late to think about the past grievances. Pei Yuanshao looked at Dian Wei, then at Guan Hai, and there were countless torches lit up from all directions. He didn't know that he had been trapped and had to break through as soon as possible and notify Liang Fa.

After gritting his teeth, Pei Yuanshao directly carried the knife to kill Guan Hai. Dian Wei was too fierce and his momentum was too fierce. Before he could fight, Pei Yuanshao was already a little scared.

Guan Hai was sweeping among the Yellow Turban Thief when he suddenly heard a fighting sound. He saw a yellow Turban Thief coming with a knife and rushing straight towards him. His eyes lit up. He had sat down for Zhang Jiao in the past and knew very well about some of the rules within the Taiping Sect. At this moment, he only looked at this person's outfit and knew that this person's status in the Taiping Sect was not low. He immediately roared, and rushed towards Pei Yuanshao without dodging or avoiding.

"When~"

Under the night, two swords collided in the air, and sparks flew everywhere. Pei Yuanshao was not as powerful as Guan Hai. He was shocked by the force recoiling from the hilt of the knife so that he could hardly control the sword in his hand. Guan Hai did not move at all. The blade wielded with the force and flew towards Pei Yuanshao's head.

Pei Yuanshao was shocked. He didn't expect that he would be so different from Guan Hai. He lie down on the ground without any force, and he narrowly avoided Guan Hai's blade. He looked up and stared at Guan Hai and said with hissing: "Do you still remember the grace of the great wise and good teachers who cultivated it!"

Guan Hai was slightly stunned, and his sword also paused slightly. Pei Yuanshao took this opportunity to stand up with a carp, rushed over from Guan Hai, and walked under the city wall without looking back.

"What's wrong with you?" Dian Wei brought the people to kill him. Seeing Pei Yuanshao running away, he glared at Guan Haidao in dissatisfaction.

Guan Hai said in a hurry: "I will apologize to the lord afterwards."
Chapter completed!