Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

In Liu Ye’s vision, the Yellow Turban thief army finally appeared. Although there were scenes of the army marching forward on TV in the previous life, the heartstrings still fluctuated when I saw it with my own eyes. I saw the yellow tide on the eastern horizon, rolling up and rolling smoke and dust approaching. , From time to time, I heard the sound of the horns from the Yellow Turban army, and it sounded stern and vast.

"Thief to..."

The drummers on the turret beat the drums hard, and the drums responded like thunder.

Liu Ye held his chest with his hand, and felt his heart beating violently, as if it would be picked out of his throat in the next second. The depressed person wanted to turn around and run away. He couldn't help but look around, only to see that some prisoners were already scared. With its legs softened, the team supervising the battle behind suddenly drew their swords to face each other, and sternly reprimanded: "Thieves who retreat are cut!"

Liu Ye gritted his teeth and looked at the soldiers on the left and right, only to see that they were not calm and composed. Most of them looked pale, thinking they had never seen such a battle.

After the countdown, the yellow turban army had marched to the inside and outside of the city and stood in line. At the same time, it separated out the three-way army and rushed to the other city gates, encircling the city.

Liu Ye clearly saw the banner of the yellow turban. First, a big-waisted yellow turban warrior carried a large flag and wrote: The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.

On the left and right are the Shuaiqi, Jiangqi and other flags. Shuaiqi is Tiangong General Zhang, and the general flag is Qu Shuaizhou. It means that the commander of the army is Tiangong General Zhang Jiao. The next week's surname is Qu Shuai, whose name is unknown.

"Listen to the defender of the city, a certain general Tiangong's general, Zhou Jun, came with 30,000 troops. You can quickly offer the city and please descend, otherwise the army will attack the city and the chickens and dogs will not stay!" Huang Jinqu commander Zhou Jun instigated restlessness. The horse from the city yelled at the city, and accompanied by his words, the yellow turban army under the city shouted in unison, shouting for killing.

Hearing that there were 30,000 soldiers in the Yellow Turban, the defenders on the wall suddenly rioted, and they were all panicked and desperate. What is the concept of 30,000 people? Under the rule of the city, the people were just over 20,000. Today, the county magistrate released prisoners and conscripted the whole city. The male, but only three thousand defenders, the Yellow Turban thief attacked ten times, the strength is very different, if the Yellow Turban army attacked the city, I am afraid it will be broken.

Liu Ye curled his lips and thought to himself that the ancients were really good at bragging. Thanks to his knowledge of statistical algorithms, he estimated that the Yellow Turban army's strength was at most over 10,000. After removing the civilian men who accompanied the army, the number of troops that could fight was at most 7,000 or 8,000, which was no more than two different from the defenders. Three times, the defenders guarded the city, as long as the defense is proper, it may not be impossible to defend.

"Bah, the chaos and thieves are rampant. There are 10,000 elite soldiers in my city. Why are you and other mobs, if you are acquainted, leave quickly, or wait for the help of my officers and soldiers, and I will behead!"

Hearing an old, heroic but energetic voice, the defending army heard about the reputation, and the county magistrate Song He did not know when he reached the wall. He ranted angrily and raised his morale.

Liu Ye grinned. In the past, he thought the county magistrate Song He was incompetent, but unexpectedly, under the situation where the Yellow Turban army attacked and the officials of the prefectures and counties fled, he was able to abide by the duties of his parents.

At this moment, Liu Ye saw that several archers holding strong bows were eager to try. The target was the yellow turban thief Qushuai Zhou Jun, but the thief was not stupid, standing out of the range of the bow and arrow, if it weren’t for the amazing marksman But there is no culprit.

The archer opened his bow and took the arrow several times, but he didn't know the hit and gave up.

"Let me try." Liu Ye rushed to the archer to ask for a bow and arrow.

The archer raised his eyes and saw the prison shirt in Liu Ye's armor. He couldn't help but squinted, and said with a squint, "I'm a prisoner, Hugh is presumptuous. I am a strong bow with a stone. Can you pull it away?"

Liu Ye saw that he was arrogant, and his tone was very hard: "A stone bow is a strong bow. If you give me a three-stone strong bow, I can still pull it away!"

The archer thought he was boasting, frowning and said, "Go up and delay Lao Tzu's archery. Beware of your head!"

At this time, the Huang Turban canal commander Zhou Jun and the county magistrate Song He were in a vigorous scolding battle, and when it was over, it was time for the Yellow Turban army to attack the city.

This is an army sergeant hurried over and urged the archer: "Your lord is attracting the thief, you are waiting to shoot the thief!"

The archers all screamed: "Junhou, the culprit is out of the range of the bow and arrow. It is extremely difficult to shoot the culprit. I'm afraid that it will demoralize our army."

The archer was telling the truth, the dark arrows in the city wounded people, and the shots were able to raise the morale of the defending army and dampen the spirit of the thieves. But if they failed to shoot, they were afraid to damage their morale, so they dare not shoot well.

The military marquis was about to get angry. The archer who was arguing with Liu Ye just now led the disaster to Liu Ye for fear of the military marquee's blame, and said: "Marquis, this prisoner just said that he can draw a three-stone strong bow..."

Junhou said angrily: "When a certain fool fails, if it weren't for Li Guang's alive, who can pull the three-stone strong bow and dare to talk nonsense, don't blame you for ruining the army."

Archer Nono dare not say anything, but Liu Ye stood up to look at Junhou, neither humble nor overbearing: "Junhou, please give me a strong bow, I would like to try it."

Junhou stared at Liu Ye, and said in a solemn voice: "If you fail to shoot, someone will be punished for you!"

Liu Ye used to cross Qingzhou. It is true that his bow horse is skillful, but with his arm strength, he can pull two crossbows at most. He just said that he can pull three crossbows, relying on the Bajiquan practiced in the previous life to bring his inner strength. , Not to mention the three-stone bow, even the five-stone bow can be opened, and he said in a deep voice: "If you miss the shot, you are willing to be punished!"

"Okay, take the three-stone strong bow!"

Junhou looked back suspiciously, holding the dead horse as a living horse doctor. He actually still had a thought in his heart. At this time, the Yellow Turban thief was approaching the city, and the morale of the defending army was low. He said that he would not kill one or two people who were afraid of war. It's okay if Liu Ye can shoot, but if he can't shoot, he can be used to decapitate his military discipline.

Soon, a soldier came with a carved bow, and the military hou took it and handed it to Liu Ye.

Liu Ye pulled the bowstring vigorously, as tight as steel, he couldn't help but cried out.

Then he asked the archer for a quiver, got up, held the bow in his left hand, and pinched an arrow feather in his right hand. The action was hidden under the battlements, and his eyes were like electricity to look directly at the Huangjinqu Shuai Zhou Jun who was 500 meters away.

At this time, Zhou Jun and Song He’s scolding battle is over. Zhou Jun’s bickering is naturally no better than the rich and economical Song He. The eight generations of his ancestors were greeted by Song He again. He couldn’t help but screamed, raised his hand, and waited for the order to attack. city.

When Junhou saw this, he was anxious and urged: "Hurry up!"

"Zhou Jun, do you recognize Liu Ye in Licheng?"

Liu Ye suddenly yelled, and saw that he turned around and leaned out of the battlements, bent his arms and drew his bow like a full moon, and the bowstring squeaked and made a crisp sound.

Bang!

Liu Ye let go of the feathers from the tail of the arrow, the arrow was like a shooting star, making a whizzing sound, and shooting towards Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun was raising his eyes to see this scene. In a moment, his pupils tightened, and he let out an exclamation. He leaned his body desperately. At the same time, he sat on his horse with his legs firmly clamped on his abdomen. He only heard a roar from the horse and jumped out. The arrow shot passed over Zhou Jun's shoulder and nailed it to the handsome flag behind him. Shuaiqi broke at the sound, and the arrow went straight into the chest of the Yellow Turban thief behind him.

The Yellow Turban thief army was in chaos.

On the city wall, the defenders saw this scene, first quietly and silently, and then burst into earth-shaking cheers. The eyes of the whole city gathered to the people who shot out here, full of admiration.

"Which strong man shot the arrow?" County magistrate Song He couldn't hide his joy, and hurriedly asked left and right.