"Woo~~Woo~~" The low sound of horns was transmitted from afar on the battlefield. In the morning before the sun was revealed, there were still torches on the walls of Wancheng.

"Dong~Dong~Dongdong" drum beats with special rhythm echo each other. The drum sounds on the city wall awaken the Yellow Turbans that were not yet awake, and the drum sounds in the Han army camp urged the soldiers to move forward.

"Boom~!" With a trembling sound, the elite soldiers in front of the Han army camp gave way out a path between the formation. Countless second-level swords and shields protected their heads and rushed out of the army quickly as they walked.

After Park Daobing, the only difference between the militia recruited in the barracks was probably equipped with the leather armor and short spears of the Han army.

"Swish~Swish~" The rain of arrows that covered the clouds flew out of the city wall and fell from the sky. When Park Daobing was wailing, he kept falling to the ground, he tried his best to protect the strongman with a hook on his back.

The militia pushed the ladder behind, and in addition to the few made by Li Ling, there were more rough normal creatures.

In just a short cup of tea, a large number of siege soldiers died on the Han army. They gathered between the enemy and us thousands of meters. The morning breeze blew out a heavy bloody blood, and the corpses everywhere were constantly refreshed and dissipated.

The Yellow Turbans in Wancheng stayed in their doors, which made the siege very cruel. Every time, a large number of low-level soldiers were buried until the ladder hooks arrived at the city wall.

Under the urging of war, these low-level troops began to beg for their lives to climb, hoping to overcome the 100-meter barrier of death and pray that they could face the enemy's hideous face, which was also considered a place to die.

"Dong~Dong~~" A large number of stones rolled down from the city wall, and soldiers on the ladder were constantly smashed and died tragically.

Occasionally, more than half of the climbers are either overturned by the ladder or are stabbed to death by the spear above.

"Bow~!" Seeing that some soldiers were already in close contact with the enemy at high altitude, Zhu Yan issued an order again.

As the order was passed, the archers camp shot rainy arrows towards the high city wall.

Ordinary bows and arrows are too short to be precise and difficult to control. Most archers use projectiles.

Many screams were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy or me.

The suppression of bows and arrows cannot be too close to the city wall, and can only suppress the replenishment of troops behind the city.

"Golden juice!" When the Han army was surging on the city wall, when the military orders were issued, the smelly hot liquid was poured unscrupulously from the top of the city.

"Break the spell barrier~!" Zhu Yan released his magic, and water mist rose like a clear spring under a city wall a distance of 1,000 meters.

At the same time, several magical releases appeared in the Han army one after another, and these were all generals in the army who could release spells.

The towering city walls make it difficult for them to release ranges accurately. They also need to minimize the consumption of skill to ensure that they can kill enemies more effectively in the future.

The golden juice is a very bad defense method that uses several poisonous herbs, poured into feces, feces, and urine, put it in a pot on the city, and then sealed into a jar. Waiting for the enemy to attack the city, it is poured into the air.

Although it is bad, the effect is extremely significant. Those who are scalded will continue to lose blood until they die and ulcerate.

The magic of breaking the spell barrier can drive away side states such as poisoning infection. Although it has no therapeutic effect, it can protect the soldiers and generals in the barrier and will not lose their physical strength quickly and die.

"Boom~!" Some chain hammer shadows appeared inexplicably in the sky, and they hit the siege equipment everywhere.

A large number of siege tools immediately collapsed and broke, and the soldiers on it screamed and fell.

I saw some strong giants over two meters tall appearing on the city wall, holding huge long-handled heavy hammers, and it was the arrival of the Yellow Turban Strongman.

And the chain hammer phantom is the broken hammer they released.

"Collecting the Fire Column!"

"Thunderfall!"

"Wedding the bow!"

"Floating Thunder Array!"

With the appearance of the Yellow Turban Strongman, the Han army camp, without any orders, and the generals and soldiers with long-range attacks took out their own magic skills to attack the strong men appearing on the city wall.

Unfortunately, the distance is too far, and only a few magics can hit the city wall.

Zhu Jun demonstrated his determination at this time. He could vaguely see more than a dozen strong men gathering in a place where they directly released a floating lightning array with a range of hundreds of meters.

The floating thunder ball kept falling and falling, hurting and killing the enemy, and it was inevitable that some casualties would occur on our side.

Then there were two rounds of broken ram attacks. In addition to the three ladders made by Li Ling, other siege tools were destroyed. The remaining three were also shaky and collapsed at any time.

"Chain Hammer Soldier. Come out!" Several more city-breaking hammers were smashed down. Seeing that all the siege equipment was damaged, Zhu Jun issued an order again.

"Lisz Camp, rammed the city gate."

On the normal battlefield of the chain hammer, a type of weapon is a chain meteor hammer.

But in siege battles, they often use sharp chain hooks to allow siege soldiers to climb the city walls through the chains.

At this time, the siege tools of the Eastern Han Dynasty were very simple, and the Lishi camp that hit the city gate was a group of tall and strong Lishi.

It is mainly composed of normal soldiers and generals and people with higher strength growth among various system troops.

They pushed a simple frame made of fine iron with a large shield on their heads, and used heavy logs like swings on them to hit the city gate in an attempt to destroy them.

A large number of chain hammer soldiers rushed to the city under the cover of sword and shield soldiers. The elite soldiers of the original back formation also pressed forward at this time.

The chains are thrown away and the city walls are embedded. The chain hammer soldiers are like boatmen, dragging the chains on their shoulders and dragging them tightly to prevent the chains from being untied by the enemy.

The Divine Sword Bing gave up the shield sword in his hand, held a short sword in his mouth, and began to climb along the chain.

More enemies rushed to the city wall, and at this time, the smoke of increased troops was also lit at the west gate of the Yellow Turban.

"Sun Jian!" Zhu Jun shouted in a low voice.

"Here!"

"I've handed over the magic gun camp to you. Let's go with Li Ling and take down the South Gate."

"The last general takes the order."

Quietly, Liu Bei and the other two sneaked into the back formation and scattered into their positions under the order of Zhu Jun.

Li Ling followed Sun Jian and led thousands of well-equipped fifth-level sharp spear soldiers who used spears and were well-equipped to the south gate to prepare to break the city.

"Bolie, I will hand over the torch stone mechanism to you. When a certain general kills the city, I will definitely be drunk with you."

Walking all the way to the south gate, the two had already made the details of the siege a few days ago, and Sun Jian said with a smile.

The torch stone throwing device was rarely used at this time, and this thing can not be used casually just by installing it.

When selecting military generals to operate, the other party has no experience and Li Ling needs to debug and command.

"General Li, here at Zumao, please give me more advice."

"In the lower yellow gauze..."

Each Torch Stone Machine requires at least four or five people to operate, and Zu Mao Huang Gai each leads a soldier to cooperate with Li Ling.

Among the two, Zumao is a little older, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and has a more generous personality.

Huang Gai was just a young man under twenty at this time, with some blue beard on his face and a little introverted.

When I first met this person, I could not even think of the heroic and fierce man Zhou Yu would beat Huang Gai in the future.

"Haha, you two don't have to see each other. Just press me to debug and throw them later. Don't let Wentai be rampant. You and I will definitely not be behind him. It's not certain who will kill the generals in the future. Let's invite him to drink afterwards." Li Ling smiled.

"Yes, it's so great. Wentai, wait for us to invite you to drink." Zu Mao Huang Gai also smiled at Sun Jian.

When Qing Cong was about to go, Sun Jian also laughed loudly. Seeing that the south gate had arrived, everyone was quite passionate.
Chapter completed!