New Story of Lv Bu

The discussion stopped suddenly, and everyone stared at the black-faced old man, waiting attentively for him to speak. The black-faced old man thought for a while, and finally spoke. "Da Sima will definitely have to wait for the imperial edict before sending troops. Around mid-March, the edict should arrive. Then it will prepare food and equipment and recruit the army. Seven or eight days will be enough."

The black-faced old soldier pinched his fingers and counted: "From Jinyang to Yingchuan, it's time to walk more slowly for more than ten days?????? Today is the fifth day of April, today and tomorrow, Da Sima will definitely arrive! "Is it so fast? Jinyang is thousands of miles away." Uncle Du was a little disbelieved. He had thought about it a long time ago. Even if Da Sima Ken sent troops, it would be fast in five or six days.

"Da Sima must be within two hundred miles, I can smell it." The black-faced old man looked at the sky with both eyes and said to himself. After all the battles, he has already determined that Da Sima Lubu will definitely not stand on the sidelines, and will definitely send troops! In the nine counties of Bingzhou, Shangdang is not far from Jizhou, Yuzhou, and Jingzhou. It is an excellent base for advancement.

To control the party to strangle the throats of the three states of Henan and Jing, this sentence was said by the old general Zhang Huan. Even a little uncle like me knows, how can the great Sima Lubu know? Da Sima always pays attention to the victory of a thousand miles in an instant, and he often wins by surprise. At this moment, it is estimated that he is already in front of him, just waiting for an opportunity.

Everyone was silent, silently thinking about their thoughts in their hearts. I hope that Senior Zhang said that I will be able to get rid of the disaster!

On the morning of the sixth day of April, Huang Fusong got up very early. He hurriedly used breakfast and went to patrol the city wall. Standing at the head of the city and looking around, there were yellow turban camps on all sides. He counted them carefully, and there were eighteen in all. Combined with the intelligence that the scouts have spent so much inquiries about, this means that there are 180,000 Yellow Turbans participating in the siege!

With 4,500 remnants against 180,000 Yellow Turbans, the power is so disparity, as long as the commander of the Yellow Turbans is not an idiot, the result is self-evident. Huangfusong paced up and down the city wall, constantly thinking about how to win the battle, when suddenly, a word came to his mind. Soldiers who, deception also! When using troops, we must alternate between singularity and strangeness.

At this moment, the sun has already risen high, but the ground is still very slippery, and there is a mud mark on the foot. The sky was still cloudy, and the sun's rays could only show through the thick clouds. Both the Han army and the Yellow Turban army have used breakfast, and the battle of Changsha is imminent.

Huangfusong finally had an idea. The Yellow Turban Ant Thieves were originally rustic and sordid people. Where did they read the war strategy? It's just a war with a little cleverness. That being the case, why not use their shallow knowledge to deceive them? In other words, it is to win by skepticism.

"Zhonglang, the Yellow Turban is starting to attack!" The soldiers interrupted Huangfusong's thoughts. Huangfusong was taken aback. At the beginning of the year, the Yellow Turban began to attack, and it seemed that he wanted to go down. "Passing the order, the whole army is forming a team, concentrating in the Muzhai under the city wall, waiting for the order!" The Han army took action in an instant, all dressed in order, came to sit down in the Muzhai.

Muzhai is actually a long sliding wooden shed built with wood under the city wall. There is no door, no window, no shelter, and the roof is built entirely of wood, with a few big woods on the four sides. In order to build this wooden village, the Han army demolished almost half of the houses in Changshe, the purpose of which was to prevent arrows from flying outside the city.

"Don't panic, everyone! Stay calm, as long as we survive today, we will be 60% sure of surviving!" The black-faced old man waved his hand to everyone and stood in front of the queue. Uncle Du hurriedly stepped forward to ingratiate himself: "Old man, there are dangers ahead, do you always go backwards?" The black-faced old man shook his head: "The more you are afraid of death, the faster you die. Let's go."

In the Yellow Turban Army, the flags were flying, the horse-searching riders ran around, and in an instant, a group of the Yellow Turbans came out from the four large camps in the southeast, northwest and northwest. "Zhong Lang! The first wave of the Yellow Turban attack sent four large camps, probably forty thousand people!" The scouts shuttled back and forth across the wall. Report the latest military information to Huangfusong.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Forty thousand yellow towels lined up in an irregular square, slowly approaching Changshe City with the sound of war drums. They walked very slowly, but they walked very steadily, as if they were carrying something on their bodies. Seeing that it was only three hundred steps away from the city wall, the sound of war drums suddenly became more agitated.

"Ready!" The yellow turban leaders raised their right hands high, and then waved down sharply! "Charge!" Boom! The first row of yellow towels rushed forward with a shout. After a while, it was the second and third rows. Two consecutive victories gave them the confidence to win. Now the Yellow Turban 180,000 is facing thousands of remnants of the Han army. If they can't beat them, wouldn't they make the Han army laugh out loud? Even 180,000 pigs and sheep can kill four to five thousand Han troops.

The Yellow Turban army rushed forward, their faces were full of fierceness and cruelty. They had already breached dozens of counties and slaughtered tens of thousands of Han troops. They had already completed their transformation from farmers to thugs. In their eyes, the county seat of Changshe County is like a sieve full of holes, as long as you work harder, it will collapse.

Forty thousand people charged together, shaking the world like ten thousand horses. The Han soldiers at the head of the city were already dumbfounded, and they were so scared that their bones and muscles were numb, and they were shaking constantly. Seeing the appearance of the army, Huangfu was furious and drew his sword and shouted: "Although there are many thieves, I have my own clever plan to break them! You wait, but you can take your mind and listen to my orders, and you will surely break the thieves!"

"If forty thousand yellow turbans attack the city head like this, I will die! Those who want to survive, listen to my orders, and kill the thief desperately, just in case!" The army listened to Huangfu Zhonglang In a word, knowing that if you fall into the hands of the Yellow Turban, you will undoubtedly die, so you have to fight hard and prepare for war. "The crossbowmen are ready!" Seeing the military's determination, Huang Fusong roared and gave the order.

"Come on!" The 40,000 yellow towel roared and rushed towards the city wall, rushing to the bottom of the city wall in an instant. "Let's release the arrow!" Huangfu Song waved his hand, whoosh whoosh! Swish swish swish 1 The arrows of the Han army were like a dark cloud, and they shot towards the Yellow Turban army in black. "Oh!" "Aw!" The Yellow Turban army suddenly screamed.

In an instant, hundreds of yellow turban arrows fell to the ground, and the rest of the yellow turbans passed by them, and they continued to charge non-stop. With sweat on everyone's face, they ran with all their strength, came under the city wall, and threw out the cloth bag in their hands. Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! Immediately formed a dirt mountain.

"Not good!" Huangfusong finally understood. The yellow turban is covered with cloth and piled up with soil to form a hill, which is as high as the city. This is to forcibly climb the city! "Beat the drum! Ask all the infantry to go to the city! Fight with the yellow turban that raided!" In an instant, the four walls of the southeast, northwest, northwest were immediately piled up with sandbags on the yellow turban to make a **** that was several feet wide.

"Kill!" "Rush into the city!" Thousands of yellow turbans roared and rushed towards the city wall under the leadership of the leader. "The Han army is mighty!" The Han army on the city wall drew out the ring first knife, shouting and rushing towards the wall. Peng! The Han army and the Yellow Turban army collided! With the impact of weapons, the shouts of people suddenly rang.

The black-faced veteran was in the front of the team, and the veteran rushed to the front of the team. Behind him was Bob. What they were guarding was the northern city wall. Just in the east section of the city gate, a **** measuring five or six feet wide was filled with yellow-turban military sandbags. The yellow towels were swarming in from that slope.

The Han troops on both sides of the **** had already rushed up, and were overwhelmed by the turbulent flow of people in an instant. Several injured Han soldiers wielded ring-saw knives desperately, trying to protect themselves. Several spears pierced from all directions and pierced into the injured Han army's body at a tricky angle. Puff! The Han army spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his legs fell to the ground.

The Yellow Turban had already boarded the city wall, shouting to kill to the left and right. At this moment, the Han army under the city just ascended the city and uttered a shout, and the two armies were fighting together. Flop! The black-faced old soldier made a semicircle with his first knife from the bottom left to the top right, and lightly traversed the neck of a yellow scarf. The yellow scarf squirted out a big mouthful of blood on his back, and his legs fell softly.

The black-faced old man slapped his wrists, with the blade facing down and the back of the knife facing up. He chopped from the top right to the bottom left, and immediately chopped down another yellow turban. At the same time, he kicked his left foot forward, kicking down a yellow turban. The dub's spear behind him stretched forward and pierced the throat of the fallen yellow scarf immediately. In an instant, the black-faced old man had already cut down three yellow turbans.

The Han army behind him immediately rejuvenated, and the seniors were good at it! Worthy of being a dub of the Union State Army. I flipped three yellow turbans between raising his hands and feet. Such martial arts can be done by a school lieutenant! Three or four sword players leaned close to the black-faced old pawn's left and right, tightly protecting his two wings, and the spear players behind them pierced straight behind the sword player, spears and spears seeing blood.

This group of people came fiercely, and they flipped dozens of yellow turbans in a few face-to-face encounters, and they broke into the center of the big yellow turbans. As soon as the surrounding Han soldiers saw it, they went crazy, like a crazy tiger, moving forward bravely, and even drove the yellow turban off the city wall.

Huang Fusong saw this scene just in time when he was in the watchtower at the north gate. "Who is that black-faced old man? Write it down carefully. If he doesn't die in this battle, he will be promoted to be a military commander!" "No!" The soldiers on the left and right took notes.

Changshe City, the four gates of the southeast and northwest, were fighting fiercely at the same time. The yellow turban fell in pieces, and then rushed up in pieces. Teams of the Han army rushed up, and others were chopped down. The Yellow Turban Army and the Han Army both got red eyes and charged forward one after another regardless of life and death.

The various slopes immediately became meat grinders. Pieces of people filled in, and what came out were stumps and broken arms, as well as broken armor, accompanied by screams and splashes of blood. There were corpses everywhere, bloodstains everywhere, fragments of armored armor everywhere, people who were seriously injured lay on the corpses and did not breathe, and the living people stepped on them without hesitation.