The Yellow Turban soldier stood in front of a torch, yawning while holding a spear.
The person closest to him was thirty steps away. He was already hugging his spear and leaning against the city wall, asleep.
"Sou!"
The Yellow Turban soldier heard a slight sound of air being torn apart. He seemed to have sensed something and raised his head. However, before he could see anything clearly in the dark night, a black arrow drilled into his throat.
The Yellow Turban soldier widened his eyes and fell to the ground in a moment.
The shouts from the north drowned out the sound of the Yellow Turban soldiers falling to the ground. In addition, the position of the Yellow Turban soldiers was a blind spot to the left and right, so the fall of the Yellow Turban soldiers did not attract the attention of anyone on the city wall.
As soon as the Yellow Turban soldier fell to the ground, Dong Song waved behind him.
Soon, a dozen short soldiers stepped out of the crowd and arrived at the city wall.
They threw the long ropes with claws onto the city wall. Soon, the soldiers climbed up the city wall along the long ropes and quietly fixed the long ropes.
"Remember what I said before. Don't linger in battle and head straight for the treasury.”
Dong Song gave everyone a look.
Everyone understood and rushed out of their hiding places with their weapons in hand. Soon, only Li Cunxiao, Qi Jiguang, and Zhe Bie were left beside Dong Song.
After quietly handing the three black arrows to Zhe Bie, Dong Song brought Li Cunxiao and Qi Jiguang to follow the crowd.
The Yellow Turban soldiers on the city wall were so careless that Dong Song and the others did not attract the enemy's attention even when they all climbed up the city wall.
It was not until the crowd spread out to the left and right that a Yellow Turban soldier turned his head to look at Dong Song and the others.
"You guys…"
Without waiting for the Yellow Turban soldier to finish speaking, Wen Chou, who had rushed in front of Dong Song, stabbed his spear and knocked him to the ground.
Just as the Yellow Turban soldier fell to the ground, Yan Lang quickly stepped forward and slashed another soldier with his saber.
Dong Song had Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and Liu Bei had Guan Yu and Xiahou Dun at the front, and the soldiers were equipped with yellow crossbows. Therefore, everyone advanced very quickly. It was not until they were about to reach the bottom of the city wall that a hurried bell rang from the other end of the city wall.
Running down the city wall, the hundred people quickly gathered together.
There was a row of low houses in front of the city gate. At this moment, Yellow Turban soldiers were constantly rushing out of the houses with weapons in their hands.
On the right side of the city gate was a dark alley.
Therefore, Dong Song didn't even think about it and led everyone into the alley.
The alley was very long. Just as the group walked through the dark alley, they saw a large group of Yellow Turban soldiers coming toward them with torches.
Seeing Zhang Fei holding the Eight-foot Snake Spear and about to charge at the Yellow Turban Army, Dong Song was shocked. He quickly took a few steps forward and grabbed Zhang Fei's arm.
"There are government officials and bandits gathering outside the eastern gate. The brothers guarding the city can't hold on much longer.”
Dong Song grabbed Zhang Fei's arm and shouted at the oncoming Yellow Turban soldiers.
When the other party heard Dong Song's words, he nodded at Dong Song and quickly ran straight to the east gate.
"Let me emphasize this again. Without my orders, no one is allowed to make a move.”
Dong Song glared at Zhang Fei. Seeing this, Zhang Fei raised his neck and wanted to say something, but in the end, he held back his anger.
"Hmph, it's hard to achieve great things by selling meat.”
"What did you say?"
Zhang Fei had just taken a deep breath when he heard Xiahou Yuan say.
"I said that you're a prostitute who only knows how to act impulsively. Do you know that you almost ruined our plan just now?”
"I…"
Before Zhang Fei could finish his sentence, Dong Song shouted in a low voice,"All of you shut up. Whoever dares to say anything will be punished by military law.”
After Zhang Fei and Xiahou Yuan shut their mouths, Dong Song and his men continued forward.
Not long after they left, they encountered another large group of Yellow Turban soldiers.
"Who are you?"
A general stepped out from the crowd and shouted at Dong Song in a low voice,"There are government troops attacking the east gate. Why aren't you going to support them?”
As soon as the other party finished speaking, Dong Song took a step forward and raised his hand to slap the other party's face.
"You only know that the government troops are attacking the city. Do you know how we should defend the city?”
Without waiting for the other party to reply, Dong Song shouted,"Take your men to the front and go straight to the treasury. We need a large number of bows and arrows to defend the city.”
"But the treasury isn't on the path you were on just now.”
Dong Song raised his hand and slapped the other party again.
"We came here for you because we need your help. Do you think that we can move enough bows and arrows with just a hundred of us?”
Dong Song pulled out her sword and placed it on the other party's neck." The situation is critical and time is of the essence. If you dare to say another word, I'll kill you immediately."”
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