"Smash!"
"Smash them all!"
"Other than these two, destroy the rest!”
Beside the moat, Guan Hai, who had just arrived in Chenliu not long ago, was commanding the Yellow Turban Warriors to destroy the catapults.
In front of him, thirty thousand Yellow Turban soldiers had already formed a battle formation, ready to resist the attack of the Han bandits that could arrive at any time.
"Quick, hurry up!"
Guan Hai, who wasn't nervous at first, felt a little guilty when he saw the tense atmosphere on the battlefield.
After all,
That fellow on the other side was a ruthless person who could attack Ji County with an army of 20,000 and even kill a great teacher.
"Lord, Lord, I can't lift it!"
The Yellow-scarved Strongman, who was responsible for transporting the two catapults into the city, had been busy for a long time. His old face was a little green from holding it in, but he still could not lift the seemingly light catapult.
"Can't lift it?"
Guan Hai was stunned.
"Why can't I lift it?"
Frowning, Guan Hai walked to the catapult and handed the weapon to his bodyguard. Just as he was about to use force, he heard a cry of surprise.
"The Han bandits are here!"
"Run, the Han bandits are here again!"
After hearing the cries of surprise and confirming that the Han army was really coming for a surprise attack, Guan Hai immediately gave up on the two catapults.
"Quick, smash them all and then retreat!”
"Hurry up, smash everything that hasn't been smashed!”
Guan Hai roared at the Yellow Scarf Warriors beside him, who were still in a daze. He took the lead and smashed the catapults in front of him.
Soon, an intact catapult was destroyed by Guan Hai and the others. It was beyond recognition and could no longer be used.
Unfortunately,
When he set up the catapults, Qin Feng had guessed that they would definitely come to destroy it, so he deliberately placed the distance between each catapult farther.
Therefore, when Guan Hai raised his head and saw the endless trebuchets by the city wall, a sense of despair rose in his heart.
"It's over,"
"We've been tricked!"
"This is the moment that the Han thief has been waiting for…"
Guan Hai gritted his teeth and ordered his men to continue the destruction as he heard the approaching hooves.
He took his weapon from his bodyguard, mounted his horse, and approached Zhang Niujiao.
No matter what, he had to protect Zhang Niujiao.
"Canal Marshal, quickly retreat.”
Guan Hai came to Zhang Niujiao's side and signaled for his personal guards to bring him back to the city. Only then did he have the time to size up the Han army that was attacking him.
Cavalry,
They were all cavalrymen!
He was dressed in black armor and a blood-red battle robe. His bloodthirsty expression was perfectly covered by the black helmet. The cold light on the Zhanmadao in his hand was dazzling, and he seemed to be impatient.
Especially the few battle generals in the lead. Other than the one in the lead, he didn't feel threatened. Guan Hai didn't have the confidence to win against any of them.
"Get into formation!"
Although the Yellow Turban soldiers who had been prepared were still a little flustered, they still carried out the barricade that they had hastily made under Guan Hai's command.
"Let me see what's different about this Han army!”
Guan Hai raised his broadsword and led thirty thousand soldiers to surround the entire suspension bridge.
He knew that the Han army's goal was to cross the suspension bridge.
As long as those Yellow Scarf Warriors could take the opportunity to destroy the remaining catapults and withdraw a little, then this battle would not be considered a loss.
"Creak,"
"Creak, creak!"
The familiar sound of chains turning made Guan Hai's body stiffen. He turned around and saw the drawbridge slowly rising.
"Zhang Liang!"
Guan Hai's face turned ashen. He was like a furious lion, charging towards the suspension bridge.
"Put it down!"
"Put it down!"
"So many brothers are still outside. Who asked you to put away the suspension bridge?”
Looking at the furious Guan Hai, Zhang Niujiao, who hadn't crossed the bridge yet, sighed and smiled bitterly,"
"If General Ren Gong has no other choice and allows the Han army to charge in, our Yellow Turban cause will be completely over.”
"This is 40,000 brothers!"
"How could he bear to?"
Gripping his hair in pain, Guan Hai looked at the panicking Yellow Turban who was already running in all directions. His face was full of resentment and helplessness.
"They might not all die!"
Zhang Niujiao, who had gradually regained his senses, took a deep look at Chenliu County and ordered,
"After destroying those stone-throwing carts, we can take the opportunity to escape to the countryside. The Han army won't chase after us.”
"Canal Marshal, you still want to help Zhang Liang at a time like this?”
"I'm not helping Zhang Liang, but helping our Yellow Turban cause!”
Sighing, Zhang Niujiao didn't say anything else. He led the panicking Yellow Scarf Warriors to the next catapult.
"Hey!"
Guan Hai stomped his feet and looked at the Han army that was close at hand. Just as he was about to lead his men to charge forward, a few cries of surprise suddenly came from behind him.
"There's someone underwater!"
"Quick, the Han Army is coming up from the water!”
"Underwater?"
Guan Hai, who had a blank expression on his face, had yet to figure out what was going on when he saw a few burly men wearing strange helmets suddenly rush out of the moat.
"Bah!"
"I'm bored to death."
"You still want to close the drawbridge?"
"Come down!"
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