On the first day of the Battle of Xiangcheng, although the Imperial Army of the Han Dynasty briefly attacked the city, after the Yellow Turban Army paid a great price, they finally withstood the offensive of the imperial army and defended Xiangcheng. Both sides stopped fighting that night and saved their lives.
Strength, preparing for the fight the next day.
In the early morning of the next day, Qin Yang got dressed early and arrived at the north gate of Xiangcheng. The smoke of yesterday's fighting was still there, but the blood had long dried up, leaving bright red marks on the solid city wall. It was as if there was a silent sound.
Telling about the thrilling fight on the city wall yesterday.
The campfire outside the city had already been lit, and it looked like a huge fire dragon on the horizon. Amid the chaos, there was a murderous aura. Qin Yang knew that He Jin's army had begun to prepare. If nothing else happened, on the first
One day, after the rebel army that was mainly attacking the south gate was frustrated, He Jin decided to use the Imperial Guards of the Han Empire.
"Gao Sheng, Yan Zheng, Tao Sheng, Wu Huan, Guo Jia!" Qin Yang took a deep breath and called the names of five generals in succession.
After a moment, the five people stood neatly in front of Qin Yang. After seeing Guo Jia's bitter gourd-like expression, Qin Yang couldn't help but think of what happened in the golden dome tent last night...
At that time, after receiving Qin Yang's order, Guo Jia fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth, as if he was frightened to death. If Qin Yang hadn't known that Guo Jia's greatest skill was to pretend to be dead, he would have been immediately panicked.
The whole camp was cremated on the spot.
Qin Yang understands Guo Jia's mood. If he has a choice, Qin Yang doesn't want Guo Jia, his direct descendant, to fight. But this mission must be completed by Guo Jia. For this reason, Qin Yang is very interested in Guo Jia.
I did a lot of "ideological work".
Recalling Qin Yang's threats and inducements yesterday, Guo Jia couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, even in the cold wind of the morning.
"Are you ready?" Qin Yang glanced at the five people and said calmly.
"We swear to be loyal to His Highness Prince Ming to the death!" the five people said in unison.
In addition to Guo Jia, Gao Sheng, Yan Zheng, Tao Sheng, and Wu Huan were all Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao's personal guards. They were so powerful that even when faced with the Yellow Turban Army's Qu Shuai, Qin could not give in too much.
Yang sent them there, firstly to protect Guo Jia, and also to see how loyal these four people were to the Yellow Turban Army. After all, they were not originally direct descendants of Zhang Jiao, and the master they were originally loyal to was no longer loyal to him.
Went with Zhang Jiao.
"The fate of our Yellow Turban Army depends on today's battle. In other words, your success or failure is directly related to the life and death of our 300,000 soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army! Do you understand?"
"The Yellow Turban Army is invincible!"
Qin Yang nodded with satisfaction. Except for Guo Jia, the rest of the generals did not show any cowardice in terms of their momentum. As for Guo Jia, Qin Yang secretly smiled, this boy had to go even if he didn't want to.
The next day's battle began. As expected by Qin Yang, today's battle was dominated by the 150,000 Imperial Guards under He Jin. It was different from yesterday when the rebels swarmed up and attacked like a tide. The Imperial Guards of the Han Empire
The Guards' offensive was orderly.
Zhu Jun's 30,000-strong army attacked the left-wing city wall, Cao Cao's 30,000-strong army attacked the right-wing city wall, and in the middle, the 30,000-strong Bingzhou Army led by Ding Yuan mainly attacked the city gate. After the three armies, He Jin personally led the sword and axemen,
The supervising team supervises the battle. A reserve army of 50,000 people is also prepared, ready to reinforce various siege teams at any time.
For He Jin, he commanded an army of 500,000 people, but he failed to capture Xiangcheng occupied by a group of "mud-legged" men. Although the Yellow Turban Army had never been defeated, He Jin looked down on these revolted mobs from the bottom of his heart.
.So much so that after he came to Xiangcheng, he did not order the construction of various huge siege equipment at all, but directly ordered the siege.
"Commanders of the three armies! The Xiangcheng in front of us is just a mob that has just thrown down their hoes! Even if they are allowed to hold on for a day, it will be a shame for our imperial army! Show your blood! Let the rebels see it.
Look how our imperial guards fight! Long live your majesty! Long live the great man!"
He Jin's roar spread far away, and the entire Xiangcheng city suddenly resounded with crazy shouts like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, "Long live your Majesty!" "Long live the Han Empire!"
The low horn sounded, and the first wave of attacks under He Jin's command began. A total of 90,000 troops from three groups launched a charge against the war-torn Xiangcheng!
In the sky, the flaming boulders emitted by the Thunderbolt Chariot roared past. Each boulder fell, splashing a pile of flesh and blood. Arrows as dense as rain made a harsh sound of piercing the air, and the guards' camp was
The screams and wailings continued, like a hell on earth!
Seeing their companions falling down one by one, facing the arrows and boulders that could take their lives at any time, the Imperial Guards did not flinch! Not only because behind them, there was a team of 10,000 supervisors.
Aiming at their backs.
Moreover, there is no way to retreat in this huge army like a rolling torrent. Even if you rush slower, you will probably be mercilessly trampled to death by your comrades rushing up from behind! The impact of nearly a hundred thousand troops is more powerful than any other.
No human power can stop it!
Qin Yang stood steadily at the top of the city. The feeling of almost vomiting yesterday did not come back to trouble him. He knew that even a person who was fainting with blood would become numb after seeing too much killing. When he saw countless people wearing
The imperial army in black clothes and armor roared and rushed to the city where they were working hard to set up a ladder. They shouted loudly: "Pour out the kerosene! Light the fire!"
With the sound of "crash" falling, countless amounts of kerosene poured down the city, and almost every member of the Imperial Guard below the city was drenched in kerosene.
"Boom!" As countless torches were thrown down from the top of the city, Xiangcheng suddenly turned into a sea of fire! Wails, groans, calls for help, screams... voices on the verge of despair are stimulating the top of the city.
The eardrums of every Yellow Turban Army soldier above. Faced with this miserable scene that is like hell on earth, even the most hard-hearted man can't help but tremble slightly in his heart.
But they have no choice. If they are not ruthless to their opponents, then they will die! This is war, and they will use all possible means. There is no cruelty, only more ruthlessness!
The fire burned for a full hour. When the city was reduced to scorched earth and the smell of burnt corpses rose into the sky, the Imperial Guards let out an angry roar!
"Avenge the brothers who were burned to death! Long live the Han Empire! Charge!"
In an instant, a huge torrent of flesh and blood rolled in. Even if the flames were still hot, even if every step of the foot could crush the body of a comrade, these things that ordinary people could not bear could not stop the anger of the Guards. None of them could stop them.
Everyone's eyes were red with blood, as if they were venting their anger. Those soldiers who had not climbed up the ladder were even hacking at the city wall with their swords and guns.
"Your Highness, look! That's Lu Bu!"
Following Ma Yuanyi's exclamation, Qin Yang noticed a figure advancing rapidly among thousands of troops in front of the city gate. The bows and arrows falling like raindrops seemed to have lost their accuracy when they reached him, even before Qin Yang and everyone else.
In the eyes of the general of the Yellow Turban Army, he could only see the air currents emanating from Lu Bu's body. Every time an arrow flew towards him, it would be bounced away by the air currents.
"This guy is too scary. We can't let him get close to the city gate! Archers, shoot for me!"
Everyone knows that Lu Bu's goal is the north gate of Xiangcheng! Without charging, Lu Bu will use his own strength to break open the gate of Xiangcheng!
Following the order, countless arrows flew towards Lu Bu. Faced with such a dense concentration of arrows, even Lu Bu did not dare to show any signs of neglect. Even when he was still dozens of meters away from the city gate, Lu Bu was already
He started to use the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand to block it. However, at a distance of tens of meters, for the God of War Lu Bu, bows and arrows alone were unstoppable!
"Open it!" A red figure suddenly rose into the air, and Lu Bu shouted loudly, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd high in both hands.
"Boom!" The huge and heavy city gate shook violently, and countless dust rose up. Inside the city gate, two or three of the yellow turban soldiers responsible for holding the gate suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Open the city gate! Send an order to Guo Jia and others to get out of the city!" Qin Yang saw Lu Bu's power and hurriedly issued the order. If Lu Bu is allowed to continue like this, the city gate may not be safe!
"Prince Ming, what should Lu Bu do?"
"Ignore him..." Qin Yang took a deep breath and said, "Even Lu Bu can't withstand the powerful impact of the iron hoof! It's best to trample him to death!"
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