Seeing a fellow warrior crawling back, Guan Yu wondered, "Why did he run away from the battle?" Guan Yu was puzzled.

"He was hit by an arrow and it was difficult to fight again. So he was allowed to crawl back." Li Mengxi explained.

Guan Yu nodded.

"What if someone escapes without being hit by an arrow?"

"Then cut it off." Li Mengxi replied calmly.

While he was talking, the siege ladder rushed to the bottom of the city before his eyes.

Li Mengxi and Guan Yu stopped chatting and watched the siege battle intently.

As Li Mengxi expected, when they arrived at the city, the bows and arrows on the city were so dense that they were like locusts.

In the siege team, arrows kept hitting the hardwood shields. From time to time, strong crossbows shot through the shields. Crossbow arrows pierced the palms, and screams came one after another. Although the hands were pierced, they still hurt.

The injured Xiang Yong would not put down his shield, but used the strength of his arms to hold it up.

The pain is a trivial matter, but if the shield falls off, the arrow will hit the head, and a life will be lost.

The fastest charging team was the third team of the siege team. As soon as the third team put the ladder up and leaned it against the wall, before it could stand firmly, the yellow scarf on the city knocked it down with a pitchfork.

With a snap, the ladder tilted and hit the ground.

At this time, the country warriors, who were not elite soldiers and had only fought a few battles, were only slightly stronger than the Yellow Turban Army, were struggling to survive in the rain of arrows, and most of them had their brains confused.

Without the repeated training last night to strengthen their memory, it would have taken a while for the local heroes to remember to hold up the ladder.

The impromptu drill last night helped a lot. The village heroes were nervous and in a hurry. They pointed their shields at the top of the city wall. They moved backwards to both sides of the ladder. Three or five people lifted the sides of the ladder together and raised the ladder again...

The seventh team of the siege team was unlucky. First, a large stone smashed the shield array into pieces, and then a hail of arrows came, knocking down four of them in an instant. Three of them were silent on the spot, and the remaining one was killed.

He shot several arrows and lay on the ground howling.

"Stop your fucking howling!" The captain yelled angrily, his head hurting from the howling, and then he picked up a shield from the ground and threw it at the wounded soldier according to the siege tactics practiced last night.

Following the example of the formation, the other sword and shield soldiers waiting to attack the city also moved carefully, picked up the shields scattered on the ground and threw them at the man who was shot down. After a while, seven or eight shields were thrown on the ground.

The wounded soldier seemed to be covered with a coffin lid made of shields.

As soon as the shield was built, duh! duh! Two feather arrows from the city were nailed to the shield in no particular order.

Fortunately, he was covered with a shield, otherwise the man lying on the ground would be exposed to the rain of arrows, and he would be shot into a hedgehog in a short while.

The shield was covered, and the wounded soldier made no sound. He did not know whether he was dead or alive, and no one cared about him.

The fighting was fierce.

Some siege teams finally set up the ladders securely. The sword and shield soldiers held their knives in their mouths, held up their shields with one hand, and grabbed the ladder with the other hand, climbing up using both hands and feet. This was considered a good progress.

From time to time, the siege ladder was pushed down again, and the siege ladder and the people still climbing on it fell to the ground.

The 10th team of the siege team encountered a strong blockage from the top of the city. Those who climbed up were either shot down by arrows or stabbed down by the yellow scarves on the city with guns. The rain of arrows kept nailing the shields in their hands. Zhang Fei was behind

Watching him climb up again and again, and then be beaten to death and fall down one after another, Zhang Fei was so anxious and anxious that he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

With a snap, Zhang Fei threw the shield to the ground, "Get up!" Zhang Fei shouted like thunder and stood up suddenly. Regardless of the crossbow arrows whizzing past his ears, Zhang Fei grabbed one and kicked it alive.

Like a steamroller, it broke open a path for the tortoise-shell shield formation of the country warriors blocked at the foot of the siege ladder.

Before the warriors could react, Zhang Fei hammered his fist on the shield of a certain warrior who was cowering under the shield and refused to show his head. The sword of the warrior hit the shield with a thud and said, "Hold it up for me."

If you dare to let grandpa fall, be careful of your dog head!"

Zhang Fei's voice was like thunder, and with his roar, the soldiers holding shields and waiting for the siege at the siege ladder hurriedly stretched out their hands to hold the ladder.

The ladder was steep and high, and Zhang Fei was not seen grabbing it with his hands. He stepped quickly on the ladder, and climbed a long way up in a few steps.

Everyone in the city arrived early, and Zhang Fei showed great courage. Seeing that Zhang Fei was about to climb the city, the crossbows and arrows became even more urgent. They threw stones, millstones, bricks, swords, etc. In an instant, a mess of things was thrown down, and the attack density doubled in an instant.

A stone as big as a watermelon fell from the top of the city and hit the shield in Zhang Fei's hand. With a click, the hardwood shield was broken into two halves on the spot.

That is to say, Zhang Fei's arm strength is so amazing that even if a stone hits the shield, his hand won't even move.

The shield was useless. Zhang Fei shook off the half shield in his hand and climbed up the ladder.

With a whooshing sound, an arrow was shot from the top of the city. Zhang Fei tilted his head, and the arrow hit Zhang Fei's forehead and tore off a strand of his hair.

Zhang Fei was furious. At this time, there were only six or seven steps left from the top of the city. Zhang Fei stepped on the ladder and jumped up.

The ladder bar under his feet clicked and was broken by Zhang Fei's foot, and Zhang Fei used the force to jump up two steps.

Seeing that Zhang Fei was about to climb up, two Yellow Turban Army spearmen leaned out from the battlements and hurriedly stabbed Zhang Fei with their guns.

One shot was stabbed in the eye, and the other was stabbed in the chest. At the moment when he was about to be stabbed, Zhang Fei let go of the ladder with both hands, roared, and grabbed the stabbing spear, one in each hand, and grabbed two spears.

The tip of the spear barely stopped half an inch in front of Zhang Fei's eyes. Zhang Fei's eyes widened and he did not hide at the sharp tip of the spear that shone with cold light.

The two sides were facing each other at the top of the city and on the siege ladder. The yellow scarf on the city looked ferocious, gritting his teeth and trying with all his strength to stab Zhang Fei's eyes with his spear, but the tip of the spear could not penetrate at all.

The inferior wooden gun shaft made a creaking sound during the struggle.

"Come die!"

Suddenly Zhang Fei shouted loudly, and his hands holding the two gun heads suddenly moved to both sides and yanked back. The two yellow turban spearmen were caught off guard and were pulled from the top of the city by Zhang Fei like pulling onions.

The Yellow Turban Lancer screamed and fell headfirst to the ground with a thud, and was then cut into pieces by the siege team waiting on the ground.

Two yellow turban spearmen flew out of the city, and the defense at the top of the city was momentarily neutral.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Fei roared loudly, like a giant bear leaping onto the top of the city, and landed on the city wall with a thud, causing the city wall to tremble slightly.

After successfully climbing the city, people were crowded on the city wall. A yellow scarf swordsman came in front of him and stabbed him with a knife. Zhang Fei grabbed the knife and let his hand bleed from the knife. Zhang Fei gathered his strength and grabbed the opponent's knife.

, punched the enemy's Tianling Gailun with just one punch, and the Yellow Turban Army's eyes turned white and he fainted.

The Yellow Turban Sword and Shield soldier on the left hit him with his shield. Zhang Fei put his body on his side and lowered his body slightly to exert force. He suddenly leaned against the iron mountain, and there was a loud bang. The Yellow Turban Sword and Shield soldier was hit, and his chest felt tight and he was almost out of breath.

His face turned pale when he came. Wen'an County is a small town with narrow city walls. A maximum of four people could stand together and fill the aisles of the city wall.

The shield soldiers that Zhang Fei collided with retreated backwards. As soon as the shield soldiers retreated, the people behind them also retreated. The group of people who were crowded together on this section of the city wall were all pushed back by the collision.

Finally, there was room to turn around and move. The Yellow Turban Army on the right came with Bu Ge. Zhang Fei laughed, stretched out his hand and firmly grabbed Bu Ge with his right hand and pulled him towards him. Then, his left arm was like a knife, and he stabbed Bu Ge fiercely.

The handle was smashed off.

With a click, Bu Ge was broken by Zhang Fei's elbow.

All that was left in the hands of the Yellow Turban soldiers was a wooden stick.

The morale of the Yellow Turban Army had been defeated by Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei held the short sword in his hand and chased the Yellow Turbans to kill them. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood spattered like rain. Zhang Fei's face was covered with blood, and he looked like a ghost.

Zhang Fei had no enemies under his command, so he chased the Yellow Turbans on the city, killing them every step of the way. Someone would die if he fought with them. The Yellow Turbans were frightened, and no one could step forward to contend with them.

The yellow scarf at the top of the city wished he had two more legs, so he jumped off the city in a hurry as he was being chased.

Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Army on a large section of the city wall jumped down like dumplings.

"The city is broken!!" When a Yellow Turban soldier yelled hoarse and full of fear, fear spread like a tide, and the entire Yellow Turban city was like a frightened bird, and the whole city was in chaos.

When the siege soldiers with swords and shields filed in through the gap opened by Zhang Fei, the outcome of this siege battle was no longer in suspense.

Zhang Fei stood on the top of the city, wiped the blood on his face, and saw the yellow scarf general riding in the city, holding his eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand.

Zhang Fei's eyes showed menacing intent, and with a bang, Zhang Fei refused to waste time by climbing the ladder, and jumped directly from the two-foot-high city wall, chasing after the Yellow Turban general who seemed to be escaping.

Outside the city, Liu Xuande and Guan Yu led the rest of the country's warriors to surround the two gates, trying not to let a Yellow Turban escape.

Li Mengxi, who had promised to watch the siege battle, was nowhere to be seen outside the city.
Chapter completed!