There was no targeted counterattack at the head of the city, and the soldiers of the Gongsun army were a little puzzled at the time, but now they reacted. This is obviously because General Wang did not intend to waste arrows, so he did not release arrows when the enemy's array was relatively tight, but used a salvo to kill and injure when the opponent's siege was frustrated and chaos occurred.

The bow and arrows that did not start seemed to contribute to the enemy's momentum. But the Yellow Turban Army took advantage of the situation, and its momentum was already very high, and it was not bad for this, and the elite soldiers who seized the opportunity to kill and injure the enemy in large numbers were real.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! Brothers, follow me! ”

A burly officer of the Yellow Turban Army was furious when he saw this, and ordered his men to put several ladders together, roared wildly, held an iron shield, and rushed forward in the first place.

Encouraged by this man, many Yellow Turban soldiers swarmed up, and the first few people held iron shields and relied on the connected ladders to form a shield wall.

The defenders of the city soon noticed the movement, and almost at the same time as the shield wall was formed, a huge rolling log roared down and slammed into the shield wall with a dull loud noise.

The shield wall trembled violently, some of the shield bearers broke their mouths, some spurted blood, and some of them could not grasp the ladder steadily, and together with the rolling logs, they fell down and fell into the crowd below.

But this round of attacks was finally resisted by the Yellow Turban Army under the city. The shield wall was quickly replenished and restored to order. The people below who were injured by the rolling logs refused to retreat, their eyes just stared at the city, and they chanted the battle cry: "The sky is dead......

The head of the city stretched out the hook, and the soldiers who had no time to climb the ladder put their hands on the ladder, and the strength gathered by everyone made the ladder seem to be rooted, regardless of how the hook was pulled. Still standing firmly, showing no signs of wavering.

"Huang Tian should stand!"

Blocking another stone, the Yellow Turban warrior who had ascended the city first felt full of strength, and when he saw that the battlements were in front of him, he roared angrily and raised his sword.

"Kill!" There was a tidal echo behind him, and the Yellow Turban Army climbed to the top of the city. Rushed towards the target that he had been aiming at for a long time. He had already set his sights on this target, and this person should be an officer of the official army. Since the beginning of today's siege battle, this man has thrown more than a dozen rolling logs, hooked and overturned seven or eight ladders, and nearly 100 brothers have been killed or injured because of him. And this person is still alive and well, full of strength.

The Yellow Turbans were not sure if they would be able to tear through the defenders' defenses at the head of the city this time, and countless brothers had rushed to the city in the past few days, but none of them had succeeded in gaining a foothold. The Yellow Turban Army does not have the arrogance to think that he is a unique person. He was just convinced that by killing the target he was targeting, he would be able to weaken the defenders' defenses!

The king's gate saw the enemy.

He was not surprised that in the past few days, his activity has attracted a lot of hatred, and similar scenes have been repeated many times.

He has been a veteran for more than ten years, and he has followed the lord to fight for many years and has seen too many wars. He didn't care. Continued the previous movement - bowed his head and bent over, shaking the wheel vigorously. The nail board was raised high again, and the sharp teeth stained with flesh and blood were unabated!

The Yellow Turban Warrior, who was ignored by his enemies, was furious, and he stared at his opponent so hard that his eyes almost burst into flames, so that he neglected to observe the movements around him. He didn't realize until several spears whizzed and stabbed in front of him at the same time from different angles.

It's late...... The sharp blade of the spear effortlessly pierced through his leather armor, lifting him high like a fork......

Just before being swept out, the Yellow Turban Warrior saw the scene of the city out of the corner of his eye.

The space at the head of the city was not very large, but the garrison soldiers were divided into several groups in an orderly manner. Only a part of the people operate the various defense equipment at the head of the city, and they are always in rotation; Behind them, a platoon of spearmen; Then, there are archers armed with bows and crossbows.

He couldn't figure out how the defenders did it, but that didn't prevent him from understanding why there were so many brothers who had climbed to the top of the city, but they had never been able to achieve results.

The first Deng is very courageous, and his martial arts are also good. But no matter how much he is not afraid of death, he can't face the long-standing stabbing blow of several spears at the same time.

If the follow-up men and horses continue to come up with support, there may be hope, but those enemies who operate the equipment to defend the city will not let the brothers get their wish.

The decisive charge of the first climb did not interfere with the fall of the rolling wood and stones, nor could it prevent the nail board from rising and falling, the ladder going up and down, and the flesh and blood flying.

Flying and struggling in mid-air, the yellow turban soldier closed his eyes in despair. I couldn't bear to see the blood of my brothers again, and then I fell into the dust and became one with the earth.

"Archers, where are the archers, salvo, salvo! Shoot the officers and soldiers! ”

The Yellow Turban general who was supervising the battle under the city was stunned, and he hissed and roared, watching his brother's flesh and blood fly and be cut down like ears of wheat, and his heart was dripping blood.

He's furious!

He was puzzled!

In the past, the brothers were underarmed, not to mention the siege equipment, they couldn't even get together the weapons, and the shields could only be made with door panels, cutting boards and other things, and it was normal that they could not capture the fortified city.

But now, their own army is different! The million-strong Yellow Turban army swept through most of Qingzhou, captured dozens of county seats, and the captured weapons were enough for them to arm a decent army.

Today's Yellow Turban Army has undergone earth-shaking changes. More than 100,000 soldiers and horses from the inner battalion have been re-armed.

Sturdy leather armor, new longbows, spears such as Lin, sharp knives and axes, and even thousands of heavy and strong iron armor, plus the addition of those county soldiers and generals who surrendered after breaking the city, today's Yellow Turban Army has the appearance of a regular army.

So, after the oath under the city of Linzi, the army was like a sea tide, with an unstoppable momentum, rolling westward and entering the territory of Taishan County.

Then, full of confidence, they launched an offensive against Laiwu City with a new attitude, only to be bled before the defenders' steady defense like a mountain.

The courage of the brothers is a hundred times greater, and the equipment of the brothers is not what it used to be, but why has the result not changed, even worse than before?

He could only watch as the defenders at the head of the city smashed his brothers on the ladder with rolling logs again and again; Hook the ladder over and over again with a hook; Again and again, he lowered the nail beat, stirred the wheel, and pulled up the nail beat with blood and minced flesh.

The Yellow Turban Army approached in waves, and died under the city walls in waves.

The corpses were soon piled up into a hill, and the Yellow Turbans trampled on the corpses of their companions and climbed towards the city like ants, brave and fearless, but in vain.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only use all his strength, shouting the battle horn frantically, trying to gain strength from it to change the situation in front of him.

The archers of the Yellow Turbans responded in response.

Most of them, a few months ago, were still county soldiers in the counties of Qingzhou, but the situation in the troubled times was like clouds in the sky.

They don't want to be thieves, but they have to do what they want. The safety of his own life and his family is like a heavy burden on his shoulders. Therefore, they could only raise their bows at their old comrades at the command of their old enemies, and threw thousands of long arrows at the head of the city.

Fortunately or unfortunately, there are few successes.

The commanders of the army defending the city were extremely sophisticated, and most of the soldiers defending the city were veterans of a hundred battles, and some even joined Gongsun Zhan's army when Zhang Bao attacked Youzhou.

By the time the enemy archers came out, the soldiers of the Gongsun army had already shrunk behind the battlements, raised their shields diagonally above their heads, and survived the volley unharmed.

"Shoot again, shoot again!" The Yellow Turban generals who oversaw the battle were furious.

In the past, when he fought with the official army, he had seen the power of salvos, and even experienced it himself, according to his experience, each round of arrow rain should be able to bring heavy casualties and morale damage to the enemy, but how could the defenders survive so easily?

"General, this will not work...... "The military academy commanding the archers reminded. He is also an old county soldier for many years, his command ability is not too high, but his vision is very old, he can see the strength of the opponent, and such an opponent is a one-on-one move, purely self-inflicted, if you want to achieve results, you have to mess up the battle situation first.

"Why not?" The yellow turban general's eyes were red. With hatred and anger, his voice was as cold as the north wind, "Just kill our brothers, but not kill the officers and soldiers?" I tell you to come forward, and you will come forward, and whoever dares to be one step behind will be immediately killed! ”

He put down his cruel words, and the old county soldier did not dare to argue anymore, and led the archers to the front of the queue, his eyes full of sorrow.

The reason why the defenders did not counterattack when they fired a volley was just to save arrows. Now that the distance is shortened, the power of their own salvo is greater, but the defenders' condescending advantage will only be stronger.

As expected, as the distance approached, he heard the faint sound of strings, and the not-so-loud, but unusually clear-sounding order: "Crossbow ......"

"......Raise your bow," he shouted, oblivious to the flickering cold light in the arrow holes on the wall, as if he did not understand what kind of murderous intent was contained in the cold light.

Perhaps, it would have been better to die in battle when the city was broken?

At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent, and the old soldier knew that this was just his own illusion, as illusory as this sudden thought.

Want to die in battle? In that kind of chaos, even if you die, it's pointless, because you don't even know how you died and who died in whom.

Anyway, they all died in battle, so they died here......

The old soldier drew his bowstring, almost at the same time as the head of the city, and shouted the same order: "Release the arrows!" (To be continued.) )