Zhang Mancheng was expressionless as he watched people fall on the path of the charge. He had no pity for them!
"Order the general attack!"
Sitting on horseback, Zhang Mancheng saw that the Nanyang garrison's defensive supplies were almost exhausted. He waved his hand and gave a cold order.
Zhang Mancheng had dark skin and a tall figure. His eyebrows were long and straight, and he wore armor and a yellow scarf. He held a long saber in his hand and looked majestic!
"Dong dong dong!"
Upon hearing the order, the messenger immediately waved the small flag. At the same time, the war drums sounded rapidly, and the speed became faster and faster, making people's blood boil!
"Lord Prefect, the rebel army is attacking!”Beside Qin Jie, the general's expression changed slightly as he reported.
"Looks like we can only defend to the death. I hope the reinforcements will arrive soon.”Qin Jie was helpless, but his expression was determined.
"Soldiers, our wives, children, and parents are right behind us. If the city falls, the outcome will be obvious.”
"The only way now is to defend Nanyang and hope for reinforcements to arrive soon.”
"Today, I will defend the city with all the soldiers. If I take a step back, please kill me!”
"We will defend Nanyang to the death!" Qin Jie raised his three-foot-long blade high and roared loudly. His originally fair face suddenly turned red.
"We will defend Nanyang to the death!" Hearing Qin Jie's words, the defending soldiers roared in anger. They were already indifferent to life and death.
"Creak!"
"Creak!"
Outside the city, hundreds of people were driving a huge log toward the city gate.
Countless people ran, carrying ladders and charging fearlessly. If the city was broken, they could live, but if the city was not broken, they would die. At this moment, the eyes of the people on both sides were red, and their eyes were bloodshot.
"Release!"
When the attacking Yellow Turban soldiers put the ladder on the city wall and climbed up crazily, Qin Jie coldly gave a big order.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The soldiers who were hiding behind the city wall all stood up, nocked their arrows, and shot down. Arrows rained down from the sky.
"Ah!"
Screams rang out, and at the same time, people kept falling down the ladder, letting out terrified screams.
With a thud, he landed on the ground. All his bones shattered and he spat out blood.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Hundreds of people were pushing huge logs and shouting slogans as they rammed the city gate.
The city gate trembled, the red paint fell off, and the latch inside seemed to be about to break at any moment.
If it wasn't for the giant rocks that sealed the gate, it would have been broken through long ago.
"Light the fire!"
Seeing that the Nanyang garrison still had arrows, Zhang Mancheng's expression turned ugly. He waved his hand and gave the order.
In front of the Yellow Turban Army, ten trebuchets were erected. As Zhang Mancheng gave the order, someone immediately placed clay jars filled with wine on them.
He took out a lighter and lit the fuse. Sparks flew everywhere. When the fuse was halfway burned, the soldier beside the catapult released the pole.
"Buzz!"
Wine jars flew toward the top of Nanyang City.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The wine jug fell on the city wall and immediately shattered with a loud bang. At the same time, countless sparks flew and the clothes of many soldiers were set on fire.
The wine jars were like meteors, flying wave after wave to the top of the city wall, crushing the defenders until they could not raise their heads. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Yellow Turban soldiers below the city quickly climbed up the ladder to the top of the city wall.
Immediately, many Yellow Turban soldiers stood on top of the city wall and started fighting with the defenders.
At this moment, Nanyang City was in a precarious situation and could be breached at any time.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, outside Nanyang City, a rumbling sound came from behind the Yellow Turban soldiers. It was getting closer and closer, and the ground kept shaking as if an earth dragon had turned over.
"Kill them!"
Zhao Feng's voice was as cold as ice as he gave the order.
"Kill them!"
Everyone roared in anger and urged their horses to attack.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The warhorses galloped forward, giving off a destructive aura as they rushed forward.
In an instant, Zhao Feng's forces split into six groups and charged forward, attacking almost simultaneously.
On the other side, Zhang Mancheng was stunned. He didn't expect Nanyang to have more than 3,000 cavalry reinforcements. After a moment of shock, he waved his hand and 20,000 men turned around to meet the enemy.
" Hang in there! Reinforcements are coming!" On the city wall, Qin Jie stabbed a Yellow Turban soldier to death with one sword and shouted excitedly.
When the guards saw Zhao Feng and the others, they were all extremely excited. It was as if they had recovered all their strength and began to slash at the enemy.
"Chirp!"
Zhang Fei led the Xuanwu Army and charged forward.
With a loud shout, the Xuanwu Martial Spirit was released. The Xuanwu Guards behind him immediately released the Xuanwu Army Spirit, and the two instantly merged into one.
Boom!
The huge Black Tortoise was like a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun. It carried endless killing intent and stirred up waves of strong winds. It ruthlessly suppressed down. With a loud sound, hundreds of the charging Yellow Turban soldiers were instantly suppressed to death.
"Kill them!"
Zhang Fei shouted excitedly. The horse he rode on galloped at full speed. The Snake Lance in his hand stabbed left and right, blooming with spear flowers as he quickly killed the enemy.
Behind Zhang Fei, the Black Tortoise Seven Stars General and the six hundred Black Tortoise Guards also attacked like lightning. Each time they attacked, they would take a life.
The Xuanwu Guard was a heavy armored cavalry. At this moment, they entered the battlefield as if no one was there. They directly charged forward. In an instant, a path of flesh and blood appeared in front of everyone.
The Xuanwu Guard's military spirit had reached level three and had become a battle-hardened army. How could the Yellow Turban Army, which was comparable to an ordinary army, resist?
"Whoosh!"
When Zhang Fei launched his attack, the other guards launched their attacks almost at the same time.
On the Vermilion Bird Guard's side, under the leadership of the Vermilion Bird Seven Star General, two army spirits were released. Everyone was like an elite army. Their warhorses galloped continuously outside the Yellow Turban army. They took out their soul weapons and arrows and quickly fired.
The arrows were like locusts and as fast as lightning. Before the Yellow Turban soldiers could react, their bodies were filled with arrows. With a single attack from more than 600 people, more than 400 people were killed.
On the right side of the battlefield, Zhao Yu led the Fire Phoenix Guards and launched an attack as well.
Under the fusion of the Martial Soul and the military soul, a huge fire phoenix flew up and danced in the sky. The fire phoenix's eyes were cold, like the judge of hell. It flapped its wings and swooped down. Scorching flames instantly swept out. The Yellow Turban soldiers in front were instantly engulfed in an endless sea of fire. No matter how they roared or wailed, they were all turned to ashes in the end.
"Who are you?" Zhang Mancheng saw Zhao Feng leading the Golden-Dragon Guards and was about to rush forward. He immediately rode his horse forward and pointed his saber at Zhao Feng as he asked coldly.
"Zhao Feng!"
"Hmph, so you're the young hero who wanted to give up on the chaos in Fuyu. Considering your youth, if you surrender to me, you can choose a high position and a generous salary.”Zhang Mancheng admired Zhao Feng's actions in Fuyu, so he started to love talents and started to recruit him.
Hearing this, Zhao Feng sneered in his heart. This Zhang Mancheng claimed to be a Divine Ambassador, and his strength was at most second-rate. He actually wanted to recruit him!
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