On the second day of Zhang Fei's attack on the city, he was still circling his horse back and forth to inspect the east and west gates during the day. The warriors in the city were tired of watching Zhang Fei.

You're alone, you can't leave, and you can't get in, so why are you staying here?

Only when Zhang Fei went crazy and approached the city wall from time to time, did the Yellow Turbans on the city fire arrows back.

At noon, the sun was fierce, and most of the yellow turbans at the top of the city went down to the city to hide from the sun.

He had finished drinking the water yesterday. Under the intense sun, Zhang Fei licked his chapped lips and said, "Drive!" He pinched the horse's belly and Zhang Fei approached the city again to start a fight.

No matter how harshly Zhang Fei scolded, the number of Yellow Turbans on the city was still sparse, and there was no sign of increasing the number of troops on the city.

A sporadic rain of arrows came, and Zhang Fei was forced to stay away from the city wall again.

The Yellow Turban Army turned a blind eye to Zhang Fei. In the afternoon, even if Zhang Fei was ten steps in front of the city or under the suspension bridge in front of the city gate, the Yellow Turban Army did not bother to shoot him.

First, it is a waste of arrows; second, it is of little use, and the outcropping may be reflected by Zhang Fei.

So at night, there were few yellow scarves on the city. It was not like yesterday. No matter how provocative Zhang Fei was, the city remained the same.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei continued to circle the city and shoot fire, and the sound of horse hooves continued to ring around the city.

There were far fewer torches on the city than last night. Seeing this, Zhang Fei had some concerns.

After another round of the city, Zhang Fei quietly left the city and tied his horse down on the spot.

Then Zhang Fei walked a mile on foot to the small woods to the left of the city and found the sentry knight who had been hiding here for a day.

As soon as he saw the sentinel cavalry, Zhang Fei confessed, "From yesterday to tonight, I used the strategy of tiring the enemy to disturb the Yellow Turbans for more than a day. Tonight, there were only a few torches on the city wall. Compared to the Yellow Turban army, they were exhausted and most of them fell asleep."

Moreover, the Yellow Turbans' defeated troops failed to enter the city. During the day, the Yellow Turbans only saw me, but not you and others.

Tonight, but so and so..."

Zhang Fei and the Eight Sentinels whispered one by one, informing them of their plans.

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After not hearing the sound of horse hooves for a long time, the yellow scarf on the city held a torch and carefully looked down the city. The yellow scarf on the top of the city muttered, "Did they leave during the day?"

At this moment, the horse's hooves suddenly kicked up again, and the Yellow Turban Army at the top of the city quickly retracted their heads behind the battlements.

"Listen to the rats in the city! If you open the city and surrender as soon as possible, you can avoid death!"

The familiar roar sounded again.

The sound of horse hoofbeats was very close, and Zhang Fei was already within twenty steps of the city wall. He pointed the war flag at the city wall and cursed, threatening the cowards to come out and die.

One of the bolder ones in yellow scarf peeked out and saw a blurry figure in the firelight. The one with a leopard head and eyes on a black horse was not the black man during the day, so who was it?

Zhang Fei cursed for a while, shot a few arrows at the battlements, and then retreated into the night.

After Zhang Fei retreated into the darkness, the Yellow Turban Army could still hear the sound of horse hooves from time to time.

At this time, under the cover of night, Zhang Fei and seven sentry riders, a total of eight people, kept their bodies short and cautiously touched the corner of the city wall.

Horse hooves still came from the west side of the city from time to time, and Zhang Fei and the others touched under the east wall of the city.

The fire on the city illuminated a blurry band of light below the city. It was about twenty steps closer, and it was easy to be discovered further forward.

Zhang Fei and seven sentry riders lay on the ground, flat on the ground and blending into the earth.

Zhang Fei's eyes widened, he quietly picked up a piece of dirt and threw it towards the corner of the city wall.

boom!

Earthen lumps and rubbish hit the city, smashing it into pieces, but no one came out from behind the city walls.

no one.

"Let's go!" Zhang Fei lowered his voice and told the sentry riders, got up and climbed up.

He pulled out the first sword from his waist, and bit it with his teeth with a click. Zhang Fei took the collar made by the sentry riders with the dismantled horse reins with his other hand, held it in his hand, and then trotted over twenty steps quickly.

Distant band of light.

Zhang Fei was so powerful that he swung the hoop in his hand twice and threw it onto the city six or seven meters high with a whoosh.

The ring was no longer attached to the city wall, so Zhang Fei pulled the ring back, and Zhang Fei threw it away again.

The second time, he successfully roped the battlements.

He pulled with his hands to test the strength. Zhang Fei bit the knife in his mouth, holding the rope with both hands, and stepped on the city wall with a thump. Zhang Fei was about to grab the rope and step on the city one by one.

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Suddenly a torch lit up the city, "Who!" A Yellow Turban Army officer who was passing by on night watch stretched out his torch outside the city. He looked around and saw Zhang Fei, who was about to climb the city wall with a rope, and the sentries gathered under the city.

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When he saw someone, he said, "The officers and soldiers are coming! The officers and soldiers are here!" Uncle Huang Jin was shocked and shouted at the top of his lungs.

On this section of the city wall, torches were swaying wildly and people's shadows were moving around. The yellow turbans on the city raised their crossbows and fired at Zhang Fei and the others.

"retreat!"

After failing to steal the city, Zhang Fei threw away the reins angrily, took the shield thrown by the sentry rider, and retreated.

The crossbow arrows came with a whoosh, and most of the sentries following Zhang Fei fell to the ground without blinking an eye.

When Zhang Fei and the sentries retreated into the darkness, the city walls were filled with cluttered figures, torches were brightly lit, and the Yellow Turban Army's crossbow arrows were fired at random into the dark night.

Zhang Fei retreated about a hundred steps away. When he turned around and heard footsteps, there was no one behind him.

Maybe they didn't escape and were all trapped under the city?

Zhang Fei slapped his head and looked at the city with bright torches from a distance, secretly calling out for bad luck.

Zhang Fei is a powerful landlord, and he summoned five hundred village warriors with real money and silver. Although they were village warriors, to Zhang Fei, a wealthy landlord, he regarded the village warriors as his own servants and slaves.

own private property.

Zhang Fei felt heartbroken for Xiangyong's loss, but he didn't have any sympathy.

When Zhang Fei thought about it, you were incompetent and unlucky, and fell under the rain of yellow turban arrows. Who was to blame?

Besides, if you serve as a soldier and eat food, there is no reason why you will not die.

Zhang Fei pressed his fingers under his tongue and whistled. Upon hearing his voice, the black horse came to Zhang Fei carrying the knight on the horse.

The knight dismounted, Zhang Fei mounted, and then the two remaining people returned to the grove on the left side of the city, where the horses were tied.

Zhang Fei came back alone and saw no one else.

The only remaining cavalryman asked cautiously, "General...general, where is my third child..."

"We went to steal the city, but we were seen by thieves. A hail of arrows came down, and all of them fell under the city. Your third brother is really... life-threatening!" Zhang Fei's tone was quite indifferent. He didn't care about several lives.

People sacrifice their lives for you, and when they die, you say their lives are bad.

In the darkness, the sentry rider's expression could not be seen.

"We are waiting for the war to be over and let the third child go home to find a wife. How can we stay here..." the sentry knight said in a weak voice.

"General, I'm going back to find my youngest..."

"You coward!" Zhang Fei yelled, "Are you going back to seek death?"

The sentry rider fell silent.

Spent a night in the woods.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Fei and his sentry cavalry took several horses without reins and went to join the army.

Riding on the horse, the sentry knight couldn't help but look back.

Even the third brother's corpse could not be retrieved from the capital.

When the sentry cavalry set out, General Guan said that the sentinel cavalry should not be reluctant to fight. When they discovered the enemy's situation, they should immediately turn around and report the enemy's situation as their top priority.

The city shouldn't be attacked.

In the morning light, the Yellow Turbans, who had been frightened by Zhang Fei's attack on the city last night and were too scared to sleep all night, waited until daybreak to point at the city.

Three rural warriors who stole the city were shot to death at the foot of the city wall by arrows fired from the opposite direction, and three other rural warriors were shot in the back by arrows, ranging from twenty to thirty steps away from the city wall.

The last person, who was not killed by the arrow at that time, crawled far on the ground, leaving a long blood mark on the ground, and finally died seventy steps away from the city wall.

If someone had taken him away at that time, he might not have died.

Although being hit by an arrow is troublesome and can lead to death due to blood loss and infection, with Li Mengxi in the rebel army, he might be able to find a solution.

After seeing the results last night, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was greatly shaken. They dragged the dead Xiang Yong back and hung them on the city wall to show off their power.

Zhang Fei lost his snake spear and was ridiculed by the Yellow Turbans in the city. Now the corpse hanging on the city is an even greater irony for Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei is indeed rough but subtle. He first uses the enemy's strategy to tire out the Yellow Turbans, and then he secretly builds a plank road, secretly visits Chencang, and lets a sentry ride on horseback to attract the Yellow Turbans' attention, making the Yellow Turbans think that he is Zhang Fei.

Fly in the east, then he goes to steal the west wall.

Most of the Yellow Turban Army's attention was on guarding against the direction in which the sound of horse hooves was coming, and Zhang Fei almost succeeded in stealing the city.

maybe.

It doesn't matter if the army makes dangerous moves, it doesn't matter if it fails.

But soldiers' lives should not be taken for granted.

Even if a general achieves great feats and has all his bones withered, even if the soldiers are forced to sacrifice their lives, since ancient times, soldiers who have sacrificed their lives and died have been rewarded heavily. How can you use a whip to force the soldiers to sacrifice their lives without a generous reward?
Chapter completed!