Jizhou, Quyang!
"Second Uncle!"
Seeing Zhang Bao's head, Zhang Ning fell on the table and wept.
Everything was as expected.
Zhang Bao, the general of the Earth Duke, fell into Zhao Feng's trap and died outside the city.
Now, none of the Heaven Duke, Earth Duke, and Ren Duke Generals survived.
Zhao Feng seemed to have become the nemesis of the Yellow Turbans!
Zhang Ning was filled with hatred and sobbed.
A Yellow Turban general said in grief and indignation,""Holy Maiden, General Earth Duke has been killed and Zhao Feng is at the city gates.”
There were only 100,000 Yellow Turbans left in the city.
After Zhang Bao's death, the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers plummeted, and their morale was unstable.
Zhang Ning suddenly stood up and shouted,"Come to the city with me!"”
"Yes!"
Several Yellow Turban generals replied in unison.
Thump thump!
He immediately followed Zhang Ning to the city!
On the city walls, thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers had low morale.
Looking outside the city, there were tens of thousands of Han soldiers in formation!
One of them was a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. Zhang Ning hated him very much!
"Zhao Feng!"
Zhang Ning shouted the word with hatred and picked up his sword.
Clang!
Thousands of Yellow Turban looked at Zhang Ning.
"Brother Yellow Turban, General Earth Duke fell into Zhao Feng's trap and was slaughtered. "Now, brothers, guard the city with me and stop Zhao Feng!”
"Block it!"
"Block it!"
There were about 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers on and below the city walls.
The sound was as loud as thunder!
Zhang Ning keenly saw that the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers had increased.
Morale determined the outcome of a battle.
Ta!
Under the city, tens of thousands of Han soldiers split up from both sides.
? Two generals in white robes and silver spears followed Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng, today, Qu Yang will be your doomsday!”
Zhang Ning shouted. If it wasn't for Zhao Feng, her father wouldn't have died so tragically!
"Haha!"
Zhao Feng raised his head and chuckled.
Zhang Ning had a temper.
However, it was also good. The more temperamental she was, the more he wanted to tame her.
Zhang Ning wasn't ugly. Instead, she was valiant and valiant. She was a beautiful young lady.
Zhao Feng looked at the city wall and smiled faintly.""Take him down!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
A wave of battle cries rang out as tens of thousands of Han soldiers set up ladders and rammed the city gates with siege logs.
Thousands of cavalrymen fired rows of arrows at the city walls.
The arrows rained down.
Ah!
Ah!
Screams sounded as many Yellow Turbans fell from the city walls and died.
Seeing this, Zhang Ning hurriedly ordered the Yellow Turbans to throw down the kerosene, golden juice, and rolling wood.
Ah!
The Han soldiers who had just entered the city were smashed until their brains were splattered and they died on the spot.
The first wave of Han soldiers died, and the second wave quickly climbed the ladder.
There were less than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in the city, and they were transporting defensive weapons to the city.
Boom!
A loud bang came from the city gate!
Zhang Ning was shocked.
She hurriedly ordered people to guard the city gate.
The city gate was extremely important and could not be lost.
Ta!
Several Han soldiers boarded the city.
Before he could speak, he was killed by the Yellow Turbans on the city wall.
Luo Cheng and Zhao Yun looked up at the city.
"Brother Gong Gong, do you dare to climb the city with me?" Zhao Yun asked Luo Cheng.”
Luo Cheng looked at the city wall and sneered,""Ascend the city!"
He was truly a man of few words. As expected of a cold-faced spear.
"Good!"
Zhao Yun nodded and looked at Zhao Feng.
"Lord, General Gong Gong and I are willing to be the vanguard and take down this city!”
Zhao Feng did not stop him. He smiled and said,""Remember, be careful!"
"Yes!"
Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng agreed.
The second general, dressed in white robes and silver spears, charged into the city under the cover of the crossbows of thousands of cavalry.
On the city, the Yellow Turbans were at a loss.
Because of the crossbow bolts, the Yellow Turbans were unable to approach Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng.
Seeing that the two generals were about to board the city.
Zhang Ning suddenly shouted and charged forward.
The yellow turbans on the city were greatly encouraged.
Some ignored the danger and rushed forward desperately, attempting to block Luo Cheng and Zhao Yun.
This battle lasted from morning till night.
Unknowingly, the sun had already set.
Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng failed to take down the city.
Zhao Feng smiled faintly and ordered the tens of thousands of Han soldiers and thousands of cavalry to return to the camp.
Boom! Boom!
The army returned to the camp.
Outside the city, corpses were left on the ground.
Zhang Ning counted the soldiers and horses. Out of 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, another 20,000 were lost.
"Zhao Feng!" she said hatefully.
The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city plummeted.
Zhang Ning looked at the 80,000 Yellow Turbans and said in a deep voice,""Yellow Turban soldiers, we must defend Quyang!”
"Defend!"
"Defend!"
Eighty thousand Yellow Turbans shouted in a deep voice, shaking the surroundings.
Zhang Ning nodded and immediately ordered his men to cook a meal.
Outside the city, in the Han Army camp.
Zhao Feng sipped his tea and smiled faintly.
"How about the Jinyiwei in the city?"
"My lord, the Embroidered Uniform Guards have sent news that they will take down Qu Yang for my lord tonight.”
"Tonight, the night is dark and the wind is strong. The soldiers will quietly descend Quyang. Once the Embroidered Uniform Guards open the city gates, they will immediately charge into the city without caring about anything else.”
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
" Yes!" Zhao Feng's soldiers replied in unison.
This night was destined to be sleepless.
After eating and drinking to their fill, tens of thousands of Han soldiers took advantage of the night to quietly approach Qu Yang.
As for Luo Cheng and Zhao Yun, they led six thousand cavalry and quietly followed.
Zhao Feng looked into the distance and saw that only Quyang remained in the Jizhou Yellow Turban Region.
Liu Ji followed Zhao Feng. He cupped his hands and bowed."My lord, after pacifying the Yellow Turban, Jizhou will prosper. We must build high walls and store up food.”
"Bowen is right."
Zhao Feng nodded. He had the same intention.
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