Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Although the supervising team's sword and axe were added to the neck, the Yellow Turban thief had to bravely attack the city, but when they looked up and saw the burly figure, everyone couldn't help but trembled.

Liu Ye held a long squat, swept and smashed it, and the Yellow Turban thief who climbed to the head of the city had almost no enemy. Under the long squat, he also took more than a dozen lives.

The larger the battle, the less useful the brave generals will be. However, Licheng is just a small county with a small city wall, and there are tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves. Everyone's Wu Yong played to the limit.

At the 300 paces at the head of the city, Zhou Jun had already changed a horse, stroking his chest with lingering fears, gritted his teeth and stared at Liu Ye with a snort, surrounded by him was a little handsome in yellow turban.

"Thousands of enemies! There are tens of thousands of enemies in Licheng, how can I fight them in a hurry?"

"Maybe Xu Daqu has already breached Linzi at this moment and obtained the arsenal of the prefecture capital. I can wait to mobilize a few siege vehicles."

"Hey, so many brothers have been lost, but is it worth it for a small town?"

When Zhou Jun heard that Xiaoshuai under his command was re-reporting the old things, he couldn't help being furious, and with a slash, he drew out the long sword from his waist, the sword light flashed, and a Xiaoshuai's head had landed.

"I have a clever plan. I will definitely break the city tonight. If there are people who go to Xu He again, I will not forgive!"

Zhou Jun's face was sullen, and the long sword in his hand was shaking, and the tip of the sword was still dripping with steaming blood. And the handsome man who was beheaded was the one who suggested surrendering to Xu He. All the handsome men under Zhou Jun’s command were taken aback next year, and all bowed their heads. No one dared to mention surrendering to Xu He. .

"Okay, let's retreat, don't let go back tonight, prepare to break the city tomorrow, capture Liu Yuqing!"

Zhou Jun turned around and ordered Mingjin to retreat. The Yellow Turban thief who was climbing the ladder breathed a sigh of relief, jumped directly off the ladder, turned and ran, and the supervising team also put away their axe.

The strong yellow turban soldiers on the top of the city also relaxed for a while, then turned around and ran, and they couldn’t care about anything. They rushed to grab the ladder to escape, while the defenders at the top of the city cheered and rushed. Go up, take advantage of the chaos and kill many Yellow Turban thieves.

The enemy army came like clouds and receded like a tide. Liu Ye watched a large yellow tide slowly receding under the golden sunset, and couldn't help holding up a long stream: "The thief is back!"

"The thief retired, thanks to Brother Liu."

"Yes, if it wasn't for the luck of the thief chief today, he blocked an arrow with a horse, and he would have died under the arrow of the big brother."

The defenders on the front of the city couldn't help cheering. The ranger was originally a lawless man. Everyone was convinced by Liu Ye's bravery. The other defenders also hoped that Liu Ye's bravery could hold the wall, so everyone supported him.

Liu Ye smiled for a while and turned to look at Zhao et al.: "How about the casualties today?"

Zhao et al. bowed slightly: "Relying on the eldest brother's bravery, today's casualties are no more than 30, let alone killed hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves.

Liu Ye nodded. Although the number of Yellow Turban thieves is large, they can't use their superiority at the head of Licheng, and there are no siege vehicles and trebuchets. Of course, relying on a few simple ladders can't cause heavy casualties to the defenders.

Zhao and others arranged for people to pack up the remaining ordnance, lift the corpse and the wounded, and the arrangement was orderly, Liu Ye nodded secretly in his heart. The dim sky was like a drop of ink dripping into the water, which quickly turned black and thick, and the city of Licheng, which screamed for killing during the day, suddenly became silent.

A private house near the county government.

In the darkness, a little light is like a bean.

"Zhou Jun really said that?"

A brawny man with a big waist and a round waist was sitting on the ground, a scar across the bridge of his nose on his face was blurred in the dim light.

"Yes! After breaking through the city of Licheng, Brother Wei, you will be a small commander. If Zhou Shuai sweeps Qingzhou to become a commander in the future, you will be a county guard."

Talking this person has a thin face, thin eyes and a small beard, and an expression of trying to bewitched.

The brawny man surnamed Wei frowned slightly: "Song He is nothing but a ruthless scholar. Sun Chang, the county lieutenant, is now half disabled, but... the only person who is worried is Liu Yuqing who is stationed in the East City. Easy to deal with."

The yellow-faced man chuckled: "What's the matter? Brother Wei is the number one warrior in the city. Moreover, when the big brother suddenly got into trouble, the city was in chaos. Zhou Shuai swung his master to attack, and called Liu Yuqing to be restrained. Get rid of it, what else are you worried about?"

The Scar Man groaned slightly.

"Okay! I will summon people to punish Song and Sun Chang. You have to notify Zhou Shuai to siege the city immediately!"

After that, the Scarlet Man stood up, walked out of the door with heavy footsteps, and disappeared into the alley. The yellow-faced man smiled slightly, his sleeves shook when he stood up, and a yellow scarf tied around his wrist was looming.

Most of the defenders on the front of the city and the residents of the city rested, but Song He, the county magistrate, couldn’t get off. The two people with the princess were calculating today’s gains and losses. Except for an oil lamp, only two people were left whispering. The sound is very silent.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps suddenly sounded, and Song He couldn't help frowning and looked up.

"Xianzun, it's not good!"

Sun Chang stumbled in. The wound that had been bandaged was bleeding again, there were several holes in his leather armor that were bleeding, and there was a gap in the ring knife in his hand, and he was covered in blood. It's already a disheveled spread.

Song He couldn't help standing up: "What's the matter?"

Sun Chang took a few breaths: "There are gangsters in the city that should cause chaos. Now they are killing people and setting fires near the county government. A certain person has sent someone to fly to the city. The county magistrate should come with me to avoid disaster."

Song He was taken aback, but was disrupted by a burst of laughter when he was about to agree.

"Hahaha, you don't have to go anymore. Zhou Shuai led the crowd to storm the head of the city. I'm afraid that the head of the city would have been captured long ago. The heads of several people are great achievements. How about borrowing me to use it?"

A brawny man with a knife walked into the county office with a scar across the bridge of his nose. It was the former "Brother Wei".

Song He Zhang Mu angrily: "Wei Zheng, how dare you follow the thief?"

Wei Zheng was furious: "The Yellow Turban Army swept the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, and the Taiping Dao's great mentor is the true emperor of the dragon. The Han Dynasty is exhausted, and you are the thief!"

Sun Chang gritted his teeth and aimed at Wei Zheng and swung his ring first knife. Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng had been prepared and knocked Sun Chang's ring first knife back and forth, followed by a step forward, and the blade passed him. On the neck, Sun Chang has been stunned for a while!

Wei Zheng chuckled, turned around and looked at the magistrate Song He and the princess official, slashing out the wind with a **** circular knife.