The third day... Ye Zhao understood it at noon.

"Lord, the soldiers are ready. Just wait for the lord to give orders to send troops." Ding Li came to Ye Zhao and bowed.

Ye Zhao built a pergola with his hands and looked at the sun and said, "Wait a little longer. After noon, it is the most likely period for people to get sleepy. At this time, the best effect is to send troops!"

Take a spear from the guard's hand, and straight into the ground. Looking at the location of the shadow, Ye Zhao pulled out his sword, made a simple dial, and pointed at about two and a half hours and said: "When the shadow of this spear reaches here, attack the city!"

Ding Li looked at the dial on the ground. Although he didn't recognize it, it was not difficult to understand. After nodding, he began to prepare for the siege.

In the past two days, I have not been waiting here. In addition to training as usual, a large number of siege equipment were secretly transferred from Suiyang. Ye Zhao sent a large number of scouts to intercept Mengxian's horses every day, in order to avoid being discovered by Liao Chun and make targeted preparations. The siege equipment was dismantled and placed in the camp. Although it was difficult to assemble at this moment, from noon to the hour of time, this period of time was enough to assemble these large items.

Time passed by bit by bit, and the official army camp looked no different from the past. It was still training troops. On the wall of Meng County, after experiencing the initial tension, except for Liao Chun, Meng County, even if it were a Yellow Turban general like Du Yuan, it was inevitable that he would feel lazy. After all, Ye Zhao seemed to be very trustworthy.

It is the time when the yang energy is the strongest in the day. Although it is only early spring, if it is morning, there will be a little cold in the air, at noon, the warm sun and the gentle spring breeze are negative, and the willpower of a person will fall into the most depressing time of the day. The Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the city either lean against the city wall or are drowsy with weapons. After all, after two consecutive days of mental tension, after gradually discovering that the opponent does not seem to be coming to attack, no matter what the generals say, people will first follow their own judgment. Especially the Yellow Turban soldiers here are mostly farmers who have just put down their farm tools and have not really grown into a qualified soldier. This emotion will spread faster.

Even Du Yuan, who was guarding the city wall, was infected at this moment. Although he stood at the top of the city, his eyelids were unconsciously closed and then opened and closed again.

"Hmph~heh~haha~ha~"

I don’t know how long it took, a strange sound came from Du Yuan’s ears. In a daze, Du Yuan slowly opened his eyes. The scene that caught his eyes in an instant made Du Yuan’s pajamas disappear and shivered.

Standing on the city wall and looking down from a high place, under the city wall, the black Han army had already formed a neat formation and moved towards the city wall, densely packed, slowly advancing here like an ant tide, less than a mile away from the city wall.

Looking back, more than a dozen giant monsters became clear from blur in their sight. Among the Yellow Turbans of Liang Kingdom, Du Yuan was a man who had seen the world. He quickly recognized that it was a catapult that was placed in the warehouse and even took it out. I don’t know how powerful it was. There has been no major war in the Han Dynasty for a long time, and catapults are rarely used. He, who is an unofficial background, naturally has never seen the power of the catapults.

The strange hum was the sound of the soldiers pushing the catapult cart. Behind the catapult cart, a large number of carts were pushing stone bombs. Although the castle cart had not yet officially siege, this formation alone was already scary enough. The Yellow Turban Army expanded so fast that there had not been a few decent siege battles so far. Even in the Battle of Suiyang, it was only moved the city-storm hammers that were easier to carry to the battlefield. Catalog carts, which require some technical content, would be used by few people even if they were moved out.

Calibration, roughly effective range, all require professionals to operate. There is obviously a lack of similar talents in the Yellow Turban Army. Even if there are, they are still around Zhang Jiao and it is impossible to appear here.

"Get up! The Han army is here to attack the city, please give me a warning!" Du Yuan was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat. He no longer cared about thinking about Ye Zhao's betrayal. He ran on the city wall like a wind, and rushed to the Yellow Turban Army, who was still half asleep and half awake around him without saying a word, and woke up a group of sleepy Yellow Turban Army. During this period, he was kicked twice by several thorns, but at this time he didn't care about pursuing these things anymore.

"Roll the trumpet! Ring the trumpet! Look at you!" Seeing the Yellow Turban Army responsible for blowing the trumpet, not blowing the trumpet, but looking at the left and right with a blank look on his face. Du Yuan was almost madly angry, and kicked the sleeping guy up and woke him up.

"Woo~Woo~" The trumpeter finally reacted and quickly took off the horn that looked very old from his back, and blew his cheeks.

The whimpering horn sound was a little low, but the Yellow Turban Army was obviously not adapted to this kind of formal combat. After playing for a long time, it failed to wake up too many people, which alarmed Liao Chun in the city.

When Liao Chun rushed to the top of the city with his personal soldiers, Du Yuan finally woke up all the soldiers in this section of the city wall through a mess. However, without waiting for Liao Chun to react, a cluster of arrows rushed towards him, allowing the Yellow Turban Army, who had just woken up and had not had time to think carefully, to enter a hell on earth in an instant.

A shrill wailing, the soldiers who fell to the ground were rolling, and a bloody smell filled the city. The Han army had taken advantage of this period to move the front a hundred steps away from Meng County. Taking advantage of the chaos of the Yellow Turban Army on the city, a wave of arrows suppressed the formation!

"Quickly, notify the soldiers in the city to go to the city! Move the guarding materials you prepared before to the city wall for me!" Liao Chun frowned and looked at a row of shield hands holding wooden shields protecting the archers and slowly moved forward. The catapult carts behind had begun to be fixed and calibrated, and the siege ladders also began to rush out of the Han army formation. A trace of cold sweat came from the forehead. The Han army took out such a powerful attack as soon as it came up, which caught him off guard.
Chapter completed!