The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 59 Night Attack on Jingxing Pass

Under the night of Taihang Mountain, under the tall wall of Jingxing Pass, the flames in the brazier flickered under the blow of the strong wind, and a few old crows chirped in the forest outside the pass, which added to this quiet Taihang Mountain. Kind of scary atmosphere.

At four quarters of the year, [-] Yellow Turban sergeants assembled in the camp six miles away from Jingxing Pass.

The three Yellow Turbans, a total of more than [-] Yellow Turbans, arrived outside Jingxing Pass yesterday evening after four days of marching.

More than [-] sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army stood upright on the spot, biting a wooden stick in their mouths in order to keep quiet. At this time, they were quietly waiting for Xu An's order.

The moon is dark and the stars are rare, and this is the time when people are the most distressed.

The commander of the Guards, Xu Da, led more than seventy yellow angels in heavy armor to follow Xu An closely. Zhang Ji held a khaki flag and stood at the right of Xu Da.

The army under his command is expanding too fast, and Xu An is busy with things every day. Now it is a little strange to see Zhang Ji again. This kid looks like a qualified sergeant now.

If young people can keep up with their nutrition, they will grow very fast, and Zhang Ji is no longer the thin bamboo stick he was. .

Perhaps the only constant is that he is still Xu An's flag bearer.

Xu An tightened the collar of his shirt, put his hand on the hilt of the ring-head knife, felt the cold touch on the hilt, and felt a little calm in his heart.

The eyes of all the Yellow Turban sergeants standing were focused on Xu An.

Except for the [-] light soldiers of Huang Longbu in the front line, the rest are sergeants from Xu'an's headquarters. They are equipped with the best weapons in the whole army. They are equipped with [-] pairs of black iron heavy armor alone. Hundreds of archers were also included.

"call out--"

The sharp whistle sounded softly in the darkness, and more than [-] Yellow Turban sergeants stepped onto the official road. In front of them were more than [-] light soldiers armed with halberds and simple leather armors, escorting the ladder.

Two hundred Yellow Turban archers armed with Han bows were mixed in the light army formation. Xu An led more than four hundred fully armed soldiers, followed by armored soldiers holding shields and swords, followed by more than six hundred light soldiers.

More than [-] Yellow Turbans hid in the darkness, like a lynx twitching their hands and feet, slowly heading towards Jingxing Pass, which is entrenched in the mountains.

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Before Jingxing Pass, although it was breached once, the troops left behind by the Han army here were still the soldiers of Yiqu.

Originally it was an additional Han army, but the rebels all over Jizhou rose up, and Zhending and other places to the east of Jingxing were even more active areas for the rebels.

The Han army was temporarily stretched, and in order to prevent the main cities from falling into the hands of the rebels, the additional Han army had to be recalled again.

Therefore, there are still only more than [-] Han troops in Jingxing Pass left behind, but there is a lesson from the past.

This time, the guards at Jingxing Pass were much more alert. There were as many as [-] sergeants on duty every night.

A vertical brazier stood every few steps above the wall. The raging flames illuminated the wall as bright as day. At the place, vigilantly observed the situation outside the wall.

The Han army with a badge on the chest even held the ring-headed knife around his waist, and led a dozen sergeants with halberds to patrol back and forth on the wall.

The war drums of the Han army stood on the pass wall, and the warriors with Piyi sat on the side. As soon as the wind was blowing, the war drums could resound through the entire Jingxing Pass in an instant.

The strong wind blew continuously, blowing the brazier under the wall to the point of being extinguished, and it was almost plunged into darkness under the wall.

A team of Han troops was stationed at the pass wall in the west section. The thieves in the east were too active, so the colonel took personal guards to station at the pass wall in the east section.

There seemed to be a slight abnormal sound in the strong wind blowing, and this abnormal sound instantly aroused the alertness of the Han army leader.

"Team rate, what's wrong?"

Seeing that the Han army leader's face was wrong, Shi Chang, who was beside him, stepped forward and asked.

The team leader of the Han army made a gesture of silence, approached the wall, and looked vigilantly outside the dark pass through the crenel, but found nothing. The previous abnormal sound seemed to be just a hallucination, and the only thing that could be heard was whistling. The wind and the crackling in the brazier.

The leader of the Han army frowned slightly, thinking that it might be the sound of beasts in the mountains occasionally walking in the dark, and casually replied: "Maybe I heard wrong..."

At this moment, the strong wind eased a little, and the flames in the brazier under the pass wall ignited again. The flat ground outside the pass, which should have been empty, suddenly appeared in a large group, like a ghost soldier who suddenly emerged from the underworld. .

"Whoosh-"

The sound of breaking the air appeared next to the ears of the Han army leader. Standing on the wall, the pupils in the eyes of the Han army leader suddenly enlarged. At the critical moment, he only had time to bow his head, and the feather arrow rubbed the pheasant on his helmet. The tail shot into the darkness.

And Shi Chang next to him didn't have his luck and reaction, was shot in the face by a feather arrow, and fell beside him on the spot.

"Enemy attack!!!"

On the wall, the troops of the Han army retreated to a safe place, and immediately shouted loudly to summon their own troops.

The wrestler beside the war drum had already grabbed the drumstick beside his feet and beat the drum head of the war drum vigorously.

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--"

The thick sound of war drums spread throughout the Jingxing Pass in an instant.

At the same time as the sound of the war drums, a strange, sharp screeching sound that the Han army had never heard before also sounded outside the pass. in mind.

After the Jingxing Pass, a little bit of fire suddenly burst out, and then the fire became brighter and brighter, and hundreds of torches were lifted up and gathered into a sea of ​​fire.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The next moment, the sound of Wansheng, like a tsunami, came from outside the pass and slapped on the thick wall of Jingxing Pass.

The bright fire on the wall reflected on the blade of the Yellow Turban Army at Guanxia, ​​and the blade of the blade was reflected to the eyes of the Han army sergeants guarding the wall.

These yellow turban troops with their heads wrapped in yellow turbans and armed with swordsmen suddenly appeared like ghosts. The two hundred archers mixed in the light soldiers took the opportunity to shoot the feather arrows in their hands towards the wall.

By the light of the fire, the light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans tried their best to identify the direction of the flag and rushed forward.

In the dark, the archers of the Yellow Turban Army outside the pass were like poisonous snakes, and suddenly shot a feather arrow from the darkness, shooting the Han army walking on the wall to the ground.

The archers of the Han army fought back by relying on the wall stacks. The narrow stacks gave them more protection and gave them the advantage of shooting, but the ladders of the light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans were less than thirty paces away from the wall. ...

(End of this chapter)