Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"Kill! Whoever is the first to enter Changshe City, Bo Shuai will let him be the commander and command 10,000 troops!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man. Countless blood-stained yellow turban thieves heard this command, their faces suddenly excited, brandishing a long sword, and rushing towards the opening in Changshe City.

Changshe City was originally not a solid city with mountains and rivers, it was built of bricks and stones. Bocai ordered the Yellow Turban army to cut wood and build a cart, and violently bombard the city gate with a siege hammer. However, the Han army in the city stubbornly resisted it with earth, wood, bricks and stones, but unexpectedly made a hole in the wall.

The Yellow Turban thieves swarmed up towards the opening, and there were more than 500 elite Han troops specially prepared here. When the Yellow Turban thieves swarmed up, the sword and shield hand raised the shield and the spearman was double. Arm struggling, stab the spear fiercely, due to the dense formation of the Yellow Turban thieves, a spear pierced the chest of two Yellow Turban thieves.

But the spear couldn't be pulled out anxiously, and the Yellow Turban thief behind took advantage of the situation and rushed up. The officer frowned and had no choice but to abandon his spear and drew the sword around his waist to fight.

The Yellow Turban thieves continued to rush up, but fortunately, the formation of the officers and the army was tight, the sword and shield hand was firmly in the front, and the spearmen attacked in sequence, making the Yellow Turban thieves smashed and settled here. Has never been able to break into the city.

At this time, the officers and soldiers were already understaffed, so that Huangfusong had to select the young man in the city and go up to the top of the city to help defend the city. But what blocked this gap was always the elite Huangfusong brought from the Northern Army. After all, it was fair to use the young and strong defender, but if they had to confront the Yellow Turban thief face to face, it would be very powerful. Can't catch it.

Although Huangfu Song still stood calmly at the head of the city and supervised the battle, his heart sank.

If the reinforcements are not available within three days, there will be nothing wrong with Changshe City being breached, and all the elites of the Northern Army will die here, and the imperial court will inevitably suffer.

Compared with Huang Fusong's heavy heart, Bocai became more and more arrogant.

"Bo Shuai! He Shuai is supervising the battle ahead, so that Huangfu Laoer has already used Changshe City as a young man. In a few days, we will be able to win Changshe City."

Pei Yuanshao stood respectfully in front of Bo Cai, handing a long knife with both hands.

Bocai commanded his soldiers to take the knife and said with pride: "General Ren Gong was besieged by Lu Zhi in Guangzong, Zhang Mancheng was defeated by Zhu Jun in Nanyang, and the only one who would trap Huangfu and Lao Er in Changshe , Is there a second wave in the Taiping Road?"

"Bo Shuai uses his soldiers like a god. If he captures and kills Huangfu Laoer, and the great mentor sits in the Long Court, Bo Shuai will be the prime minister. However, there will be one more plan in the end. In a few days, he will surely win Changshe City."

Bo Cai looked intently, and it was Huang Shao, the little handsome man who complimented himself. He and Yan Yue said with a smile, "Huang Shuai has any suggestions, you might as well talk about it."

Huang Shao smiled slightly: "Bo Shuai, there are not a few officers and soldiers outside Changshe City, but they are afraid of the momentum of our army and are not patrolling forward. Why should our army be afraid of this defeated army? Why not go all out and mobilize the army to surround it. Ma is stretched out, and won't win a battle?"

Bo Cai hummed, holding his hands on his back, but didn't answer. He is well versed in the art of war and has always used his soldiers to behave in a proper manner. Therefore, since the start of the army, the officers and soldiers have been everywhere in Yuzhou. Even if the officers and soldiers had flinched before, he did not remove the soldiers and horses of the outer defense.

Bo Cai pondered for a long time, and looked to the first person on the left.

"Zhongkai, what do you think?"

The man questioned was messy with his hair and beard, and he was wearing a plate armor. He looked like a hardworking horse. He raised his head when he heard Pocai's question.

"Bo Shuai, these officers and soldiers are the grass on the wall. If you see our army defeated, they will lead the army to pursue it. If you see our army is powerful and surrounded by the city, it's just camping and defending. It's good not to fight them. Now, with their ten courage, how dare you attack our barracks?"

Bo Cai hummed, and finally made up his mind.

"Okay! I will tell you that the army will come out from all directions, and the three battalions will leave five thousand men and horses. When will they take the Changshe City, and when will they rest."

The order of Bocai was passed down, and the Yellow Turban thieves almost came out of the three camps on the east, west and south. Looking down from the head of the city, the black pressure was a yellow color. The sky and the earth seemed to be flooded with yellow. The officers on board trembled.

Standing on the head of the city, Huangfu drew his sword out of its sheath, flicking the sword and howling.

"Peng Peng out of the car, the banners are fierce."

Hearing this sentence, the Han army on the head of the city seemed to be awakened from the memory in the inheritance. The body did not tremble, and the legs did not tremble.

"The emperor ordered me to fight in all directions!"

The Northern Army is the imperial guard guarding Luoyang. Its usual task is to guard the capital. Now it is ordered to defend Zhengshuo and crusade against traitors.

The sword and shield hand of the Han army raised the ring head knife and gently slapped the shield. The rhythm of the thousands of people was a bit chaotic at first, but they soon became coordinated and uniform.

The long knife slapped the shield, and the spear hand held the spear, struck the ground heavily, making a "duh" sound, and at the same time yelling "Huo Huo" from the mouth. For a while, the morale of the Han army up and down was so high that they could not wait for it. Fight to the death with the Yellow Turban thief in front of you.

The Yellow Turban thief, who surged up like a wave of anger, slammed into Changshe City, and arrows flew down from the city. Whether it was the Yellow Turban or the army, this battle might be a decisive battle. If anyone retreats, Whoever loses.

The yellow turban thief and the officer and army are intertwined at one time, the swords and swords are shadows, flesh and blood are flying, there are still a few heads and arms rising into the sky, Changshe city is bleeding, and there are fallen corpses everywhere, with warm blood flowing, Changshe The city seems to have become a huge meat grinder.

Because of the fierce fighting, no one noticed that a cloud of smoke came from the direction of Xinzheng to the north of Changsha, and was quickly approaching the main battlefield of Changsha.

"Marquis, Changshe City has already started fighting, and the battle is extremely fierce!"

A sentry with Bai Yu's head stuck in a retrograde, shouting the battle situation in Changshe City, and this army galloping from the north, with mixed steps, it was Liu Ye who brought it out from Qingzhou all the way and fought in many places. The Licheng Army that had just moved south from Jizhou.

Although not close, the fierce screams of killing from the Changsha can still be heard vaguely, and a strong smell of blood can be smelled. It is conceivable that the battle in the Changsha direction has become so fierce, it is simply It is the battlefield of flesh and blood.

Liu Ye frowned and saw that there was a small mound more than ten feet high in front of him.

"Go! Go to the top to see how the battle is going."

Liu Ye urged his horse with a whip, and more than a dozen guards followed behind him. A group of more than a dozen people galloped on the horse, and soon they reached the mound, while Liu Ye guarded his forehead and watched the battle.