Chapter 69

The next day, the yawning yellow scarf thief stretched out on the city, and then looked out of the city with boredom, and his face suddenly changed.

"No, the army is coming!"

One person, ten people, 100 people. Soon, the whole plain city immediately knew the news, and the officers and soldiers came.

Meng Bao, dressed all over his clothes and nervous on his face, boarded the city. He followed Wang Hun and other people around him. Although Wang Hun told him yesterday that there were no more than a thousand soldiers, he did not know whether it was true or not.

In the distance, the smoke filled the air, and the officers and soldiers lined up. It was not clear from the distance. But as the distance got closer, Meng Bao finally saw how many soldiers there were.

The formation of the officers and men was very simple. There were more than 1300 cavalry soldiers standing alone. The remaining 1000 soldiers were divided into two parts. The left army was led by two people, one with a white face and the other with a red face. The right array was led by Yu Jin. Their military appearance was neat and they seemed to be elite soldiers. Liu Ye and Zhang Fei were naturally in the cavalry.

Although the officers and soldiers looked elite, but the number was only more than 1000, Meng Bao's heart suddenly had a heart of contempt.

In the past, the officers and soldiers seemed to be well-equipped. In fact, they were all a group of straw bags. The army under their command rushed into the army and immediately submerged them.

What's more, Meng Bao is the commander-in-chief of the yellow scarf thief. If he doesn't dare to fight in the first World War, how do his subordinates think of himself? Therefore, Meng Bao drank: "Hu burst, you lead 3000 soldiers, give these officers and men a little fierce look!"

A strong general with a full face of Qiu bearded and extremely strong answered, and turned away. The gate of the city opened slowly. Hu burst led three thousand yellow scarf thieves out of the door. Meng Bao also prepared 5000 bandits. If Hu burst won the first battle, he would lead his troops to kill them.

Hu burst, holding a spear, pulled his horse out. Just about to direct the attack of the thieves, Zhang Fei couldn't help it.

"Wu Na, I will fight you!"

A huge roar, like thunder on the ground, made Hu burst out of his eardrum. When he looked up, he saw a black horse with black face and black armor. It was like a Black Whirlwind sweeping through. The snake spear in his hand curved and twisted and stabbed out. He quickly raised his spear to resist it, but was shocked by a huge force that made the spear come out of his hand.

SA!

The spear was like a piece of thin paper. One spear pierced Hu's chest. The four meter long Zhangba snake spear went directly through his body. Zhang Fei lifted his arms and lifted him in the air. Hu burst was not dead for a while. His two hands were holding Zhangba snake spear. His eyes burst out and his forehead was blue.

Zhang Fei roared and tried his best to lift Hu Chui in the air. Then he tried his best to lift Hu Chui into the air. Hu burst was shocked to death by Sheng Sheng Sheng. Zhang Fei threw it away and his body directly hit the bandit army. The bandit army was greatly agitated.

Hu burst was a fierce general under Meng Bao's tent, but he let the black face lead to death. The yellow scarf thief was shocked.

Liu Bei made a quick decision and raised his double sword: "march forward and kill the thief."

Yu Jin and Liu ye send out troops at the same time. The cavalry and the troopers rush up together. Guan Yu, Liu Ye and Zhang Fei charge in front of them. When the officers and soldiers see that the general is in front of them, they are all brave and unstoppable. However, the Yellow turban thief is dead, so he doesn't dare to fight, so he turns around and runs back towards the gate of the city.

Meng Bao was shocked and said, "close the gate, close the gate!"

The Yellow turban thieves around the Qianjin gate were stunned, but they immediately executed the order. The gate was closed immediately, and the suspension bridge was also slowly raised. Except for a small part of the bandit army, most of the rest were left in the city. They were attacked by the government and killed immediately.

The officers and soldiers are well-equipped, and there are brave generals like Liu Guanzhang and Liu Ye Yujin. They kill a yellow turban thief in the bandit army like a tiger into a wolf pack. They don't even need any formation at all. As long as they stretch out their weapons, they can kill and kill a yellow scarf thief.

The Yellow turban thieves in the city watched a massacre of their fellow soldiers at a close distance, because the Yellow turban thieves were simply waiting for death, which could not be called a battle at all.

Seeing the Yellow turban bandits retreat, Meng Bao frowned and said in a sharp voice: "archers, go to the city, let go of the arrows!"

The yellow scarf thief heard Meng Bao's words, but no one came forward. He couldn't shoot arrows at his classmates, right?

Meng Bao snorted. He pulled an archer, raised his hand, and his head fell to the ground.

The archer among the yellow scarf thieves saw that Meng Bao was so fierce that he didn't dare to disobey his orders. Suddenly, he squeezed himself to the city head and pulled his bow to release the arrow. The yellow scarf thief and the officers and soldiers were injured.

The bandit troops under the city did not expect that their fellow soldiers would shoot arrows at themselves. They cried out one by one, and they couldn't believe it.

"Don't shoot arrows at us. Aren't you all yellow scarves?"

"If you don't let me go to the city and shoot arrows, it's Huang Tian Dang Li, and the world is in good luck."

"I don't want to die. I'm willing to surrender. Surrender."

The officers and soldiers were also shot and wounded more than a dozen. Seeing that the yellow scarf thieves really dare to attack their own people, they immediately, under the command of the general, covered their heads with swords and shields, and slowly withdrew from the entanglement of the thieves.

The Yellow turban thief on the head of the city was supposed to be afraid of Meng Bao's killing his head, but he didn't dare to stop shooting. For a moment, the arrows rained down. The Yellow turban thieves under the city's head were seriously injured. Seeing that the officers and soldiers did not come up to kill them, they directly ran out and disappeared in all directions to fight for a way to live.Zhang Fei started to kill, waving a snake spear and standing in front of his horse: "the yellow scarf thief is afraid, isn't it? If you have the ability to send people out to fight again, at least ten thousand thieves will be enough. " He waved his Zhangba snake spear from afar to separate the fish from the net one by one. However, no matter how he called and scolded him, Meng Bao had a black face and said nothing.

"From today on, the gate of the city should be strictly closed, and it should not be opened in any case. When will the government and army leave and when will the gate be opened again?"

On that night, Meng Bao issued the death order, and in order to prevent the army from attacking the city at night, he arranged a patrol every night.

After that, for three days in a row, Liu Ye and Liu Bei were allowed to challenge and scold in filthy language. The city gates of the plain city were closed tightly, and no yellow turban thief dared to leave the city gate.

However, there are few officers and soldiers, so it is impossible to attack the city. According to Sun Tzu's art of war, it is necessary to spend 10 times the amount of troops to attack the city. Now the number of yellow turban thieves is almost 10 times that of the officers and soldiers. Is it not a big loss to attack the city?

Meng Bao was still worried for the first few days. However, he found that the officers and soldiers were only stationed in the camp and did not attack the city every day. Therefore, he was relieved and recovered some spirit. In fact, he did not dare to go out of the city, and his daily life was no different from that of ordinary people. He still drank wine and played with women and was very happy.