Chapter 13

Zhou Jun watched Liu ye stand up from afar. His eyes were burning. Although he killed Han Qiqi, he would be nothing if he could use it for me.

"Liu Yuqing, you are a strong man. You are well-known all over the city. If you can demote me, you will not lose the title of marquis."

"Ha ha! If you are a good family, how can you follow a thief

Zhou Jun heard that Liu Ye left a thief, another thief. He couldn't help but become angry and scolded: "Liu Yuqing! Don't try to show off your words. Our army will break through Licheng, and no chicken or dog will be left behind! "

At the beginning of the thirty-six of the Yellow turban thieves, Qu Shuai of all sides were Zhang Jiao's disciples, only Zhang Jiao's order was to follow. Therefore, he killed only the powerful and powerful families to divide the fields, and distributed the grain to the farmers. Therefore, they gained the support of many self-employed peasants and joined the Yellow turban army.

However, as the composition became more and more impure, the Yellow turban army was fighting for power and profit, which gradually turned into killing both the rich and the poor, and forcibly enslaved the people from the thieves. Therefore, Zhou Jun said that it was possible to kill the city.

Liu Ye's face is fearless, but many of the defenders are bloodless.

"Ha ha ha, Zhou Jun, what is this?"

Liu Ye grabs a long pole and puts it on the top of the city. The thousands of troops outside the city are staring at the past. The yellow scarf thieves have no discipline and even push each other to watch the excitement.

Zhou Jun fixed his eyes and was surprised.

There was nothing else standing on the pole. It was the head of the tall, big eyes. His hair was scattered. His eyes were wide open. He looked as if he was dying. He knew it was a violent death.

Liu Ye is holding a long pole. He is awe inspiring: "if you don't repent, this is the end of the thief!"

From the yellow scarf bandits' square array, there were low shouts. High eyes were the commander-in-chief in the army. They would report their revenge in every way. Unexpectedly, their heads were hung on the long pole, and the original high morale fell down.

Liu Ye chuckles, thrusts his long pole into Wude's arms. He grabs the bow in his right hand, twists a carving feather arrow in his left hand, and pulls the three stone strong bow into a full moon shape with his arms, and gives a full-blown drink.

"Old thief Zhou Jun, watch me shoot

With the "shoot" word exit, the fingers just relaxed, the eagle feather arrow shot out like lightning, and went straight to Zhou Jun with a whoosh. Before the battle of the two armies, Liu Ye shot this arrow in front of thousands of people. It can't be called "stabbing people with a hidden arrow". At most, it's a "stabbing people with a clear arrow.".

Zhou Jun was startled. The cavalry around him hastily came up and raised his leather shield. This shield is not the size of a basin. It is a small shield used by the horsemen to guard against the enemy's riding and shooting. He had just raised his riding shield, and the long arrow had already shot to him. He went through the thin leather shield and killed Zhou Jun with the rest of his strength.

"My life is dead!" Zhou Jun exclaimed, his heart almost jumped to his throat. He saw the long arrow flying, the horse hissed in his crotch, and his two front hooves suddenly jumped up. Zhou Jun firmly held the horse's neck, and the arrow happened to shoot on the horse's belly.

The horse fell to the ground, and Zhou Jun was also thrown to the ground. The horse was frightened and instead of Zhou Jun, he resisted the arrow and let Zhou Jun escape. However, he was scared to the ground.

Zhou Jun snatched a cavalry's horse. Gu tou ran to the battle field regardless of his position. More than ten riders and a soldier who had been pulled down ran back. Zhou Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he got into the army.

Tens of thousands of people lost such a big face in front of him. With a big wave of his hand, Zhou Jun was furious and defeated: "attack the city! Ten gold medals will be given to those who register first! "

With a shout of cheers, the Yellow turban bandits rushed to the city with the ladder. The soldiers climbed the ladder. The few archers of the Yellow turban bandits raised their bows and arrows under the city head to suppress the garrison at the head of the city.

Liu Ye shakes his head: "will not be angry and start the division, this week Jun's use of military seems to be quite methodical, but actually it is not ordinary."

Although there are a large number of yellow turban thieves, Liu Ye provokes the head of the big eye and shoots Zhou Jun's horse with an arrow. The morale of the garrison at the head of the city rises greatly because of Liu Ye's bravery. Moreover, Licheng is a small city, and the advantage of the number of yellow turban thieves cannot be exerted. The offensive is stopped for a moment.

At this time, some experienced Han soldiers were directing others to heat a large pot with boiling and bubbling gold soup in it. The people who added firewood pinched their noses, which seemed to be quite unpleasant. This golden soup is boiled excrement. Once poured on a person, it will immediately rot seriously, or it will be burned to death on the spot. If it is not scalded to death, it will be infected to death.

Dozens of yellow scarves were biting steel knives and climbing the ladder with both hands and feet. The one who took the lead was overjoyed to see that there was no hindrance. His arm was more forceful, and he saw that he was about to climb the city. Suddenly, a pot of boiling hot soup poured down, and the golden soup made the skin rot immediately.

"Ah

When the golden soup was boiling, he could not hold the ladder. He waved his hands subconsciously. As a result, he fell down. His limbs fluttered for a while, and finally he did not move.

The golden soup had a wonderful effect. The Yellow turban thief who was climbing on the ladder either fell down in pain or rolled down in fear. He ran back without looking blue and blue."If you want to escape, cut it!"

But behind the Yellow turban army, a row of yellow scarves, with their faces full of flesh, wearing leather armour and holding knives and axes, were merciless. They immediately cut off the heads of the deserters who were running back.

These are the supervisors in the Yellow turban bandits' army. They are very common. However, the Yellow turban bandits are weak in their fighting will after they become an army. They fight with the wind and the water. When they encounter strong resistance, they turn around and run away. Therefore, they are very important.

After killing some of the leaders, the remaining yellow turban thieves dare not escape. They are all dead. It's better to go ahead and break Licheng county. Maybe there is a way to live.

Under the pressure of the superintendents, thousands of yellow turban thieves climbed the ladder with their teeth clenched. However, they were stabbed by the arrows or spears of the garrison at the head of the city. They fell on the ground and fell into a pool of flesh and mud. However, no one dared to retreat, because the swords and axes of the supervisors were shining behind them.

A yellow scarf's arm was hit by an arrow. He murmured, gritted his teeth and kept trying to climb up. Looking to get to the city's head, he dodged the spear coming from the head-on. His pain turned into anger. He stepped on the head of the city and pulled out the steel knife that was clenched in his mouth.

After the death of hundreds of yellow turban thieves, some brave yellow turban thieves finally killed the city head, waving their steel knives to the garrison at the city head, and at the same time constantly attacked, striving for a foothold within a square inch for the companions behind them.