The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 60 Bloody Battle
The sound of the war drums echoed in Jingxing Pass, and the guard of Jingxing Pass, Lu Jun, immediately got up from the camp when he heard the sound of the drums.

The Han army barracks in Jingjingguan Pass was full of people, and teams of Han army soldiers were dispatched from the barracks in the pass.

Just when the Han army brigade came to support, the ladder of the Yellow Turbans had reached the wall, and the sharp whistle sounded one after another.

The military law formulated by Xu An was very strict. Those who retreated during the battle would be beheaded by the military judge even if they returned to the camp, and if they had a small family, they would even be expelled from the camp.

In the Taihang Mountains, they are isolated and living alone, and they are old and weak, women and children.

In order to survive, these light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans in the front line could only muster their courage and climb up, and before the war there was a word that those who ascended first were promoted to three levels, rewarded with hundreds of stones, and a set of black iron armor.

The sound of breaking the air came from the crenel of the wall from time to time. The Han army archers hiding at the crenel focused on the light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans who were climbing upwards. Feather arrows shot out from the crenel, and the arrows of the Han army again. In a hurry and fast, it was even more difficult to tell the direction in the dark. The light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans on the ladder could only lower their bodies as much as possible, praying in their hearts to avoid the arrows.

Where did the screams come from the ladder, the arrow rolled down from the ladder with the injured Yellow Turban sergeant, and smashed into the wall with the sergeant under him.

The arrows under the wall shot away, temporarily suppressing the Han army archers on the wall near Zhou Ji.

The team under the city shouted and encouraged the sergeants around.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The sound of ten thousand victories broke out again under the wall. Under the cover of two hundred Yellow Turban archers under the wall, a yellow turban army chief with a flag on his back took the lead to board the city wall. The soldier had fallen by his sword.

Another soldier of the Han army, seeing that the situation was in critical condition, held the ring-headed knife in both hands, and stabbed the knife straight at the commander of the Yellow Turbans who was on the wall.

Only a loud "clang" sound was heard, and the two blades collided, and even spattered sparks.

The Han army was strong in armor and soldiers, and the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, who had climbed the gate tower, staggered back a few steps to stabilize his body, but a Han army archer on the wall took this opportunity to raise his hand and shoot an arrow. .

The heavy arrow of the wolf's teeth shot into the heart through the thin leather armor, and the captain of the Yellow Turban Army fell weakly on the wall with unwilling eyes.

Another Yellow Turban sergeant jumped off the ladder, but the gap that had just been opened had already been occupied by the Han army soldiers who had heard the news.

"Sakuragi!"

On the wall, a Han army chief shouted loudly, and two Han soldiers behind him hugged a log and threw it down the wall with all his might.

The wood fell down the wall, and a Yellow Turban sergeant with a short knife in his mouth bore the brunt. There was no way to avoid it on the ladder, and the falling logs hit him directly on the head. This Yellow Turban sergeant company Without screaming, they rolled down the wall along with Sakuragi, and none of the sergeants who were struggling to climb up under the ladder fell off the ladder and smashed into the crowd.

"stretch--"

The crossbow of the Han army standing on the wall was stimulated by the guards, and huge spears shot out, from above the wall with the howling wind and fell into the raging crowd below the wall.

The two sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army were nailed to the spot on the spot. The spear went through the chest and abdomen of the two and also penetrated the thigh of a sergeant. ringing in the crowd.

"Stretch--" "Stretch--"

A few more noises came, and the bed crossbows on the wall were activated one after another. The presence of the bed crossbows on the front line of light soldiers was undoubtedly a huge blow. In the formation of the soldiers, there were bursts of mourning and rain of blood.

The Han army on the city has already recovered. The archers of the Han army are throwing their arrows down by relying on the oblique angle of the wall stack. where the Yellow Turban archers under the wall also lost their target.

The rocks were thrown from the city wall, and the thin leather armor and the swords in their hands could not allow the soldiers under the city to effectively protect themselves under the rolling stones.

No matter how severe the training was, ordinary people could not resist the impact of rolling stones and sapwood with their flesh and blood. The lives of the Yellow Turban sergeants under the wall were as cheap as grass on the ground.

"kill!!!"

The sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army rushed towards the city wall frantically.

The wall of Jingxing Pass has almost become the cemetery of the Yellow Turbans. One after another, the Yellow Turban soldiers fell under the wall, and the bricks on the wall were covered with dark red blood.

The first batch of Han army reinforcements in the pass had already climbed the city wall under the leadership of the officers of the team. The long dragon composed of torches occupied the entire pass wall. The red armor of the Han army was as red as blood under the light of the fire.

The light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans under the wall were on the verge of collapse, and their morale dropped to the bottom due to the large number of casualties.

Some timid light soldiers could not help but move their footsteps and step back.

"Those who quit without permission, die!!!"

However, the military judge who was standing in the line and the supervising team had already stood behind them, and several sergeants who retreated were mercilessly beheaded on the spot.

Xu An was surrounded by a group of soldiers in the center of the army formation. The torches illuminated his face red, and even his eyes were blood red.

The cries of killing on the wall gradually weakened, Xu An raised the ring-headed sword in his hand and drew forward, shouting loudly, "Order the second squad of light soldiers to attack!"

"Hey—" "Hey—" "Hey—"

Xu Dawen, who was beside him, blew the wooden whistle hanging around his neck, and the short and sharp whistle spread throughout the entire battlefield. At the same time, the continuous horn sounded from the Central Army.

The remaining light soldiers of the Yellow Turbans in the front line slowly withdrew from the battlefield under the scolding of the officers.

"Back, back!"

The Han army on the wall couldn't help cheering loudly, holding their swords high, but soon the cheers on the wall stopped abruptly, because the Yellow Turbans from the Guanwai Brigade had already rushed up again.

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

The fierce sound of war drums sounded on the wall, and the warriors of the Han army slammed the drums heavily on the war drums.

The sound of the drum beats the chest of the Han army soldiers who are closing the wall again and again.

"I am a mighty man!!!"

The commander of the Han army raised the ring-headed sword in his hand and roared up to the sky, venting the anger in his heart.

"mighty!!!"

The surrounding Han army soldiers slammed the halberds in their hands on the hard stone bricks, making a crisp sound.

The light soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army outside the pass approached the city wall again, and the morale of the Han army above the pass wall had also reached its peak.

(End of this chapter)