Three Kingdoms: Jiuyuan Tiger

Chapter 138 Bloody Luoyang
Lu Zhi knew very well that if the withdrawn soldiers were allowed to return to the tower at this time, the enemy would immediately attack the other three gates.

At that time, regardless of whether the North Gate withdraws or not, the enemy's main attack direction will no longer be selected as the North Gate!

If that time really comes, then Luoyang will not be far from the city!
Therefore, Lu Zhi could only take a gamble. The bet was that the enemy's troops would be blocked at the north gate. If they were blocked, the enemy would have to withdraw the troops from the other three gates. Only then could Lu Zhi let the withdrawn soldiers return. Tower!

Lu Zhi also had no other choice, the difference in military strength was huge, so he had to take risks and take such a gamble!

Watching the Yellow Turban's increasingly fierce offensive, Lu Zhi sighed a long time, his face full of worry.

The defenders on the city wall kept falling, and they fell alive in front of Lu Zhi's eyes. Lu Zhi was deeply saddened by this.

Lu Zhi roared angrily: "I, Lu Zhishi, have received the favor of the emperor. Even if I am smashed to pieces, I will never let a rebellious army enter the city to disturb the emperor! My sons, take up the weapons in your hands and swear to defend the city to the death!"

Although I am dead today, I am still Xichu... Sorry, I went to the wrong set.

"Never retreat in a deadly battle, protect the emperor!" The soldiers of the northern army on the tower shouted in unison.

By this time of the war, the guards in the homes of civil and military officials were basically dead or injured. After all, they were just a group of stragglers who had never been on the battlefield. Under such circumstances, these guards were naturally inferior to the Northern Army in their ability to save their lives. Soldiers.

Almost all the remaining soldiers of the Northern Army were wounded and their faces were covered in blood.

The first dead men in the Yellow Turban are already struggling to climb up the ladder.

Lu Junyi, who was holding two forked poles, and the other soldiers of the northern army who were holding forked poles, although they had tried their best, they still couldn't overturn all the ladders.

Wang Baobao in the city heard Lu Zhi's call, smiled and shook his head.

It turned out that the chief general of the army was replaced by Lu Zhi. Naturally, Wang Baobao had heard of Lu Zhi's name, and knew a thing or two about Lu Zhi's ability.

But even if the guard was replaced by Lu Zhi, Wang Baobao was not afraid of it at all.

Even if Tu Baiqi is the defender of Luoyang, in this case, no amount of effort will be in vain!
What is the use of a fly shaking a tree, and a mantis arm as a car?
"Pass down the order, the first to reach the top of Luoyang city will be rewarded with a thousand gold!" Wang Baobao shouted, waving his sword.

"kill!"

The yellow scarf climbed up Qiqi and shouted first, then pinned the dagger to his waist, supported the shield, stepped on the ladder, and struggled to climb towards the top of the city.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man, and the yellow scarf climbed first with red eyes, screaming and crawling towards the head of Luoyang city.

The dream of being promoted and making a fortune can all be realized as long as you are the first to land in Luoyang City!

Seeing this, Lu Zhi asked, "Has the golden juice ever been boiled?"

"General Qi, it's almost done!" A partial general replied.

"Give it to me, General Yang! Cook it immediately after raising it, increase the fire, and boil it as soon as possible!" Lu Zhi ordered.

"The last general takes orders!" The general said with his hands clasped.

Afterwards, the extremely foul-smelling golden juice poured down, not only falling down the ladder, but turning countless yellow turbans into puddles of meat.

Although the guards who raised the golden juice didn't like the smell of the golden juice very much, they didn't feel disgusted by it. Instead, they looked at the golden juice with excitement, as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

EMMM, it smells so good!
"Orangutan, why is the golden juice cooked again?!" Wang Baobao shouted hoarsely, as if his tail had been stepped on.

The yellow turban soldiers behind Wang Baobao were all silent, and no one dared to open their mouths to touch this bad news.

Seeing that this wave of attack was repelled again, Wang Baobao shouted hysterically: "Continue to attack! Those who take half a step back will be killed! The officers and soldiers are almost wiped out, and they won't last long!"

"Promise!" The yellow scarf generals behind Wang Baobao clasped their hands together.

Another wave of Yellow Turban attacks was broken, and Lu Zhi was also relieved.

Immediately, Lu Zhi ordered: "Quietly let the soldiers on the top of the city exchange with the soldiers below the city, but the number must not increase!"

In this way, taking advantage of this gap, soldiers on and off Luoyang City quietly completed a wave of exchanges, but Wang Baobao was completely unaware of this.

Although the soldiers under the city didn't rest for long, they were still much stronger than the exhausted soldiers who had just been replaced.

Lu Zhi deliberately controlled the number of soldiers on the tower, lest the enemy generals would notice something and turn to attack the other three gates.

Although there are more than a dozen city gates in Luoyang, not all of them will be attacked.

Except for the four main gates in southeast, northwest and north, the rest of the city gates are not suitable for the attacking party.

There is no other reason. The rest of the city gates are all small gates. Even if they break through, the 10,000+ army will have to enter the city for a long time. At that time, the officers and soldiers only need to ambush a defender in the city gate, and wait for the yellow scarf soldiers to enter the city. After adding swords and guns, the yellow scarf soldiers would go in and die as many people as possible.

How could Wang Baobao do such a stupid thing?

Therefore, Wang Baobao set the main attack direction on the four main city gates, and ignored those insignificant small gates.

Closer to home, after Wang Baobao's attack order was issued again, the Yellow Turban soldiers chose to continue the attack even though they complained.

They dare not open their mouths if they have complaints, and they can't say anything if they are dissatisfied.

Not to mention taking a step back, even half a step back will lose their lives, what can they do?

The Yellow Turban corpses under the city of Luoyang have piled up thickly, almost lying all over the place.

The yellow turban soldiers who attacked the city had no choice but to endure the pain in their hearts, stepping on the corpses of their companions and continuing to attack the city.

The companions who ate and lived with them in the past, and even their relatives died in front of their eyes. Although the soldiers who attacked the city were deeply saddened by this, they were helpless.

They had no choice but to vent their grief and indignation on the attack on the city, perform their duties, and attack Luoyang City desperately.

Every inch of land under the city of Luoyang was covered with blood stains that had not yet dried up. These blood stains, the clash of weapons and the shouts of soldiers created a miserable and desolate picture.

Countless yellow turbans first climbed to the top of the city with short knives pinned to their waists and shields on their heads stepping on ladders.

Lu Junyi, whose face was covered in blood, struggled to swing his fork, but the speed of the swing was different from the previous speed.

At this moment, Lu Junyi felt that the two forked poles in his hands were so heavy, and it was so laborious to swing them.

But Lu Junyi did not dare to put down the fork to rest for a while, he was afraid that once he put it down, he would never be able to pick it up again!
He Jin and Lu Zhi also joined the team defending the city. He Jin was in his prime, and he also imitated Lu Junyi's swinging a fork to lift down the yellow scarf ladder.

Lu Zhi bent his bow and set up an arrow, and shot arrow after arrow at the dark yellow scarf army.

But not long after, He Jin put down the two forked poles exhaustedly, panting heavily.

He Jin, who was out of breath, looked at Lu Junyi who was still waving his fork, and shook his head rather self-deprecatingly.

Although He Jin is in the prime of life, he is not a type of innate supernatural power, and years of drinking and sex have already hollowed out his body, so what if he is in the prime of life?
However, Lu Zhi did not put down the longbow and arrows in his hand. Even though every arrow required Lu Zhi to use all his strength to shoot, Lu Zhi was still gritting his teeth!
As long as I, Lu Zhi, am alive, I will not let go of the bow in my hand!
　The second watch arrives!This chapter has 2184 words, and the old man wrote it deliberately!Things that can be solved with a dime, definitely don't let the old buddies spend a dime!Finally, ask for tickets and rewards every day, thank you buddy!
　　
　
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