With the horn of the battle sounded, the white turban thieves outside the city attacked again, in addition to the east city wall is the main attack point, there are also a lot of white turban thieves in the west, south and north directions, but the number is not very many, but this is only compared with the east, the number of people is still several times that of the city wall.

In the face of so many enemy soldiers, the 100,000 young men who were forcibly recruited were continuously transferred, and the nine dogs were one of them, just look at the name, he is a dog household, that is, a dog for a large family, although the brain is a little stupid, but there is indeed a set in dealing with animals, no matter how fierce and tyrannical the wolf dog, to his hands to ensure obedience.

Bow and arrow is a technical work, not to catch ducks on the shelf, so there are two kinds of work assigned to these young and strong, stone, rolling wood, boiling dung, rolling oil is a category, and there is a type of bamboo standing, wooden standing, grate fence, leather bamboo fence, the former is responsible for counterattacking, the latter is responsible for defending against the enemy's arrow clusters and throwing stones.

But none of the nine dogs are responsible, he is responsible for operating the bed crossbow (also known as the giant ballista) on the wall stack, or in other words, part of it, he and another young man are responsible for winding the rope, and a veteran in the back is responsible for loading the arrow and calibration, except for the veteran, the two of them are doing hard work.

'Crash-' The long, thick arrow shot out with the sound of an explosion, but unfortunately it was unlucky and was blocked by the cowhide of the siege car.

In the sound of 'crunch', the two young men turned the winch on the bed crossbow vigorously, and even he, who did rough work, felt a little difficult, not to mention the Le Xiucai opposite.

"Straight thief! hurry up!!" The veteran couldn't help but shout, the siege tower was slowly pushed over, this tower was higher than the city wall, and the pressure on the huge size was huge, especially since there were several white turban thieves with bows and arrows on it.

"Hurry up, just tell us to hurry, you're more accurate!" Le Xiucai's face turned red, he was a scholar, how could he have so much strength.

"Damn, I eat wine and meat every day in Yangzhou, my little mother is asleep, since I was sent here, I haven't slept well all night!"

"My generation of scholars, pay attention to the righteousness of sages, and now they actually do these vulgar things, damn old puppet-" Le Xiucai let out a few farts, and finally 'snapped', turned the string up, and took the veteran to quickly put the spear-like arrows on it, and carried the tail for calibration, and then there was another loud noise, this time it was very accurate, and the two white turban thieves were pierced through, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and they were nailed to the wooden beam.

It is recorded in the Book of War that the arrow is as big as a crossbow cart chiseling, and one arrow can shoot several people, and three arrows can shoot hundreds of steps; in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty, there are clouds: the string is a big wood for the bow, and the feather spear is the arrow, and the machine is triggered, and the long shot is more than a thousand steps, and many are killed; whether it is hundreds of steps or a thousand steps, it shows that the bed crossbow as a tool for defending the city brings great lethality.

"The bald thief who should be shaved, the official of the dog day, let them take all the good things, let your uncle do the hard work! You hurry up-" The old soldier scolded while urging the two of them to wind up, but fortunately, with the cooperation of the archers, the white scarf thief above was finally swept away, and the wheel mechanism below did not know what went wrong, and gradually slowed down.

"It's finally over," Le Xiucai sat on the ground, and at this time he didn't care about insulting Sven.

"Hey, you say, how long can this city be defended? I think it's hanging, I heard that recently even arrows have been distributed according to the head, anyway, I heard that the thieves outside kill the officials and don't kill the people, so if you can't do it, you can come down," the old soldier looked left and right, and suddenly smiled.

"It's all the king's shaving head, and it's really, really hateful, to treat my generation of scholars like this!" Le Xiucai's eyes flashed and he diverted the topic.

"Hey, what about you, dog owner, why don't you speak?"

Jiugouzi wiped the beads of sweat on his hands, and smiled honestly: "What else can I say, I now raise dogs for the Hou masters, and I can get two or three dollars a month, my mother and father eat and drink every day, and recently I am still recruiting my daughter-in-law, if I surrender, this good life will not be able to live in the future." ”

The veteran soldier choked up, and only after a long time did he say: "This situation really doesn't look like it can't go on!"

This is also what most people think, the court is quite reliable, and life can still go by, so why surrender to the thief to make a living, after all, no one is born a careerist;

The real trouble is still in the war, in the temple, and among the powerful.

After all, whether it is the white turban thieves outside the city, or the officers and soldiers in the city, the physical strength is not endless, and it is common to fight and rest, and it is common to fight and rest, and although the frequency of attacking the city is high, the time is kept within an hour at most.

But this time it was an exception, 'squeak', the city gate of the north gate was wide open, and a horse team of nearly 100 people rushed out of it, and the leader was actually Geng's commander, who was also half-white in age, a veteran of the battlefield;

The status of this Yan camp in this dynasty is similar to the status of the Qi family army in the Ming Dynasty, the same number is scarce, the same war in the north and south, and the same military discipline is strict; except that the difference between Lao Wang and Qi Dashuai is that Lao Wang is a civil official and has not been involved in party disputes, so he was not forced to resign, but successfully entered the center with great merit and assisted in national affairs.

And the Yan battalion of that year was also disbanded, and the meritorious generals in it were either transferred to various places, or resigned and returned to their hometowns, and now because of Lao Wang's letters, they are standing on the battlefield again and fighting for the last time.

The deeds of these old heroes are sung in the north and south, as long as they are in the place where they have fought, even if it is many years apart, Huangkou Xiaoer can sing the battle of Yanying, Yanying is less than 10,000, and it is invincible!

Although there are fewer than 100 cavalrymen, they are all purely from the Yan camp, with superb equestrian skills, tacit understanding, good marksmanship, 100 people are like one, interspersed with detours among the thousands of siege troops in front of the city wall, like the sharp knives under the hands of Ku Ding, cutting through layers of muscles and bones; in just a moment, they killed and injured more than 100 white turban thieves, and their own losses were less than single digits.

"What does Commander Geng mean by this? Defending the city is boring, go out for a ride?" The veteran soldier said puzzled, although there are many people who go out to kill, but this move is also easy to be seized by others, and the gains outweigh the losses, how can the veteran make such a mistake of underestimating the enemy's rash advance.

Only the Nine Dogs noticed that there seemed to be a few 'white turban thieves' on the backs of these cavalrymen, was this to capture the prisoners?

At this moment, these 'captives' swaggered down the city wall from the horse road, and Daoist Li stretched his waist and said with emotion: "It's still comfortable to go back to the city, everyone goes back to their own homes, each finds their own mother, and the poor road will be withdrawn first!"

Is it to go back to find the little Lori first, or to see the big beauty and the bun face, the Taoist priest turned his brain, and decided to go to the Dong family's house first, or take advantage of it, maybe they will meet again after a long time, and they can directly take down the bun face first, but last time it was a little bit worse!

Suddenly blocked in front of him, an ironclad old man said with a calm face: "Bring it back to the yamen first, so as not to leak the information." ”

"I, I'll go, I'll leak the information, without the help of the Taoist Master, do you think you can pass this military order out?"

"General Geng, don't worry, Dao Chang is our person, Dao Chang Li, you can bear with it for the time being," Xiao Yan knew that the other party had worked hard, but the rules were the rules, and he was sorry.

In the face of these bright swords, the Taoist priest couldn't bear it, Lao Wang, you give the Taoist master and I waited! It is equivalent to being taken into the yamen as if he was detained, and he took the champion to report the military situation, how could Yu Zhuangyuan let go of this opportunity to brush his face; while the Taoist priest, Zhu Leopard, and the second middle school boy stayed in the backyard of the yamen boredly, and they were not in the mood to brag about it.

"Senior Brother Bai, what's the point of going back, it's better to mess with the Taoist master and take you to see the beauties every day," bored, the Taoist priest began to tease the second middle school boy again.

The young man immediately glanced at the other party with disdain, and said, "Our Shangqing sect has a heavy responsibility on this trip, so we can do nothing like you." ”

"Are you busy?" "Daoist Li deliberately tested the other party's words: "You don't help defending the city, and you don't help in the war, are you still embarrassed to say that you are busy?"

"Hmph, what do you know, my senior sister and they haven't rested for many days, just to set up that formation-" The second junior quickly covered his mouth, as if he had said something terrible.

'Formation?' Daoist Li pretended to be casual on the surface, but he was shocked in his heart, are these people engaged in some kind of formation? Who are they targeting, the Red Turban Ancestor?

"Little Taoist!" a pleasant cry sounded.

Daoist Li looked up, and a beautiful and youthful figure appeared in front of him, this is not Wei Ge'er, it's really been a long time! This girl is holding a stack of bowls and basins at the moment, and it seems that she has just come back from the door.

"What are you doing here?" said Vigo's sunny smile.

"What else can you do, being dragged by your old king and not leaving," the Taoist priest pouted, "What are you doing here?"

"The porridge stall in the yamen, our maids all went to help, and the young lady also went, alas! The people really have nothing to eat!" I didn't expect that Wei Ge'er, a beautiful female man, could be so sentimental, with a few scattered hairs hanging down on her white forehead, she actually had a bit of a ladylike temperament.

The Taoist priest didn't have so many thoughts about the country and the people, but his expression moved: "Your young lady, little fairy?"

"Do you want to go and see?" Wei Ge'er listened obediently, "She shouldn't have entered the house yet, come with me!" Then he pulled the Taoist priest to the backyard, and the Zhu Leopard and the second middle school boy who watched were dumbfounded, this girl is so simple!

Sure enough, a small figure was walking back with four or five maids, with elegant posture and dignified manners, but how did the Taoist priest see how something was wrong, it felt, it just didn't feel like that!

Seeing that the other party was about to enter the house, Wei Ge'er was in a hurry, and shouted directly: "Miss, don't go!"

The girl turned her head, revealing a pretty face, and said in surprise, "Sister." ”

Wei Ge'er ignored her, just turned her head and said, "How is it, don't you see it?" Who knows that Shi has a petrified posture, who is this, I don't know, what about the little fairy who said yes?

"What kind of expression do you have, isn't it okay for our young lady to look good?" Wei Ge'er was suddenly dissatisfied, people saw you, why did you have such a disgusted expression.

"No, no, she's not, it's not like it at all-" Daoist Li's expression was like crying and laughing, how could it not be, the figure is right, but the temperament is wrong, the little fairy shouldn't be like this.

As a result, before he could speak, the exclamations of other maids suddenly came from the door: "The master has fainted, miss, the master has fainted!"

"Ah!" the girl woke up from a dream, lifted her skirt and ran over.

"Miss Wei, go and have a look!"

As soon as Daoist Li turned his head, he saw Brother Wei'er's complicated expression...... (To be continued.) )