Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Liu Ye smiled: "Okay, the Yellow Turban thief has retired. Let's light a torch."

A dozen torches were raised suddenly among the countless reinforcements, and Sun Chang reluctantly regained his energy, and his complexion suddenly changed.

It turned out that the so-called "reinforcements" were either rakes or forks in their hands, all dressed in common clothes. Wherever they were, they were just a group of old and weak who could not defend the city.

Liu Ye said loudly: "The Yellow Turban thieves are many and powerful, but they don't distinguish between enemy and me at night. There are 20,000 people in the city, and that is 20,000 elite soldiers!"

Sun Chang looked at Liu Ye in disbelief: Oh my god, is this still Liu Yuqing, the idle and fierce ranger?

Sun Chang took a few breaths slowly and calmed down: "Liu Yuqing, today you not only saved the life of XX, but also saved tens of thousands of elders in the city of Licheng. After you go back, you will definitely ask the county magistrate for credit."

Liu Ye arched his hands slightly: "Thank you, Lieutenant Sun."

Sun Chang waved his hand, surrounded by a few relatives, and helped him down from the top of the city, and Wu De's excited voice came.

"Brother! The Yellow Turban thief at the northern city head retreated."

Liu Ye turned around, Wu De looked excited, but his leather armor broke a hole. Liu Ye tore off the cloth strips to bandage him without saying anything. Wu De was moved: "It's okay, just let a thief pierce him. Now, it won't get in the way."

Liu Ye waited until he had bandaged his wounds before he said with worry: "How many casualties have you killed tonight?"

Wu De's face was startled, but there was a voice behind him: "Brother Liu, everybody has died 20 and injured nearly 60. I am afraid that there are more than a dozen severely injured, we still have two hundred left. More than seventy warriors."

One person walked out from behind Wu De, bowed his head to salute Liu Ye, raised his head and saw that he had a short beard under his jaw, his face was white, and he looked a bit bookish.

Liu Ye became interested. Although Wu De was close to him, he was very carefree. Although he was able to act according to instructions, he did not know how to work around. It was this kid who was able to remember casualties, but he was a talent.

"what's your name?"

The white-faced man smiled: "Waiting for Zhao, I would like to kill the thief with the big brother."

Liu Ye laughed, holding Wu De and Zhao with both hands respectively: "With you two helping me, the mere Yellow Turban thief is so good!"

In the county office, Song He didn't expect the Yellow Turban thief would attack the city at night, so he was busy arranging for the wounded to take care of the wounded and packing up his ordnance. He frowned again as he listened to the figures reported by the pianist Song Yu.

"Where is Sun Chang? Why don't you see him?"

"Probably it is in the aftermath, Dong Guan brother don't have to worry."

As soon as Song Yu's voice fell, Sun Chang stepped into the county office with a bloodless face: "The county is safe?"

Song He saw the wound on Sun Chang's shoulder, he was taken aback, stood up and walked up: "Are you injured?"

Sun Chang waved his hand: "Xianzun, when it is time to hire people, you can quickly promote Liu Yuqing!" Sun Chang told Song He about how brave Liu Ye had mobilized the people in the city to pretend to be the Han army.

"Oh? How can Liu Yuqing use soldiers? A hundred years ago, the Shangdang prefect Lianfan frightened away tens of thousands of Xiongnu cavalry by pretending to be an army." Song He has read history books and is naturally very clear about this section.

Sun Chang nodded and looked solemnly: "Liu Yuqing has the courage to behead the flag, the wisdom to conquer the enemy, and the demeanor of a famous general. If Licheng wants to guard against the Yellow Turban thief, Liu Yuqing must be!"

Song He hummed and sat back again, his face solemnly, after stretching his brows several times, he looked at Sun Chang: "In your opinion, what should I do?"

"You can order Liu Ye to be a military commander! In charge of the military power in the city, although the Yellow Turban thieves are numerous, it is not a concern." Sun Chang vowed to recommend Liu Ye, and Song He nodded: "En, but..."

"The position of the military prince is very important. It cannot be taken lightly. Liu Yuqing is already the leader of the team at his young age. It is better to reward the defense of the city tonight with gold and silver. When the princess official Song Yu saw Song He's embarrassed appearance, his eyes rolled and he said immediately.

Song He looked happy: "This discussion is very good, just as you say."

Sun Chang sighed, but he is a county lieutenant after all, and the promotion of official position still depends on Song He's words.

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The next day, the rising sun shed thousands of golden light, shining on the blood-stained wall of the calendar. The spears thrown to the ground, the swords, and the broken flags stained with blood all showed yesterday. The night attack was tragic. And under the city’s head, there are a lot of corpses piled up, some with yellow scarves on their heads, some wearing leather armor, and they can't wake up again.

As the sun rises, it's time to open your eyes for the people in Licheng, but this time means another meaning, that is, the Yellow Turban thief is about to attack the city again.

Liu Ye was lying between the holes in the city head, watching the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. Except for the north wall, the other three walls were all besieged. Three huge square formations were formed outside the three walls, thousands of them. The Yellow Turban thieves rubbed shoulders and squeezed together, although they didn't look neat.

But as a breeze blew, the yellow turban fluttered in the wind, and there seemed to be three yellow waves outside the city. On the other hand, in Licheng, after a day and night of fierce battle, Ding Zhuang dropped from three thousand to less than two thousand, and there were only three hundred people left in the five hundred Han soldiers. The ratio of the number of the two sides has reached more than ten to one. .

"Being around three and one, it seems that the thief is also a figure who knows the soldiers." Liu Ye supported the city. The most common method of siege is to be around the three and one. If all four walls are besieged, no exit is left. Then the defenders in the city knowing that there is no hope of breaking through the siege will desperately defend the city, but leaving a wall without attacking can eliminate the ambition of the defenders.

In the cold wind, in the tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans facing the east city wall, tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans suddenly opened up a channel like a wave splitting wave, and a healthy horse carried a sword between the waist of a member. , The yellow turban general wearing an iron helmet wandered out, surrounded by more than a dozen riders. It seemed that he was a figure of great background among the yellow turban thieves.

More than ten riders came out and stopped at a distance of more than two hundred steps from the head of the city. In the middle, the star Gongyue Yiqi said loudly: "This is Qingzhou Qushuai Zhou Jun. Yesterday, the attackers were merciful and unwilling to hurt. Elder Licheng, if you wait for Kaicheng to surrender and follow the great wise teacher to overthrow the court, everyone will have fields and everyone will have food, wouldn’t it be beautiful?"

Wu De on the top of the city couldn't help but laughed out, and said to Liu Ye: "Brother, this guy is really good at arguing. Obviously he has suffered and threw down thousands of corpses with one arrow. Show mercy."

Liu Ye smiled slightly and stood up.

"You wait for the thieves, burn, kill, and looting, a certain class to protect the environment and the people, dare to come to tell the truth, deceive me and do evil?"