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Lin Feng, Luo Yong accompanied Gongsun Zan, Liu Bei slowly walked forward, and when they had arrived, the three thousand official soldiers had already been blown away by Jiang Po, Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, escaping in all directions. On the ground, there were still a few hundred people howling in pain, and over a thousand cars' worth of treasures had been taken by Du Yuan. Lin Feng and Luo Yong did not care about Dong Zhuo's soldiers, and ordered the soldiers to drive the carriage away.

"Wait, wait, this is the property of the mediator General Dong Zhuo, you can't take it away."

When the soldiers of Dong Zhuo saw that the officials had arrived, they immediately stood up and prepared to ask for help. Who would have thought that these officials and soldiers would leave in a hurry? They were so anxious that they started shouting. Lin Feng and Luo Yong looked at Dong Zhuo's soldiers, their hearts feeling extremely comfortable, revenge was actually this happy as well.

"This is the property that we seized from the Yellowtowel rebel. Right now, this property belongs to the Northern Army."

Of course, this couldn't be hidden from Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, but their hearts were filled with emotion. Especially Liu Bei, these heroic generals felt depressed when they thought of this, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Sigh …" "What kind of people are they!" God damn you, it's still morning, and it's so hot that it's trying to kill us. This wall is no different from a steamer. In another four hours, we will definitely be cooked thoroughly. "

Liu Shitou, is your butt itchy again? If the leaders hear you complaining again, they would probably spank you again, and I won't care about you anymore this time. "

"Hmph, on such a hot day, who knows where they might have run off to enjoy the cool air. How could they still have the mood to listen to our complaints?" Wang Erwa, I really shouldn't have followed you to some xanthopanax. You even said that participating in xanthopanax is a path to survival, you really are f * cking suffering from a fate worse than death. "

"Sigh, our lives are going to be tough. How can these f * cking officials not be easy to attack? They chose to keep attacking from the north. Aren't they just trying to make life difficult for us?"

The heat of the summer was unavoidable. The wall beneath his feet was even hotter than the sun, but he still had to stay on the wall day and night. Whether it was in the morning or in the evening, the heat of the summer day would always be with him.

"Shut up and stand still. The marshal is here."

A microchieftain hiding under the wall stamping suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from beside the city wall. She looked around and saw that the Great Marshal had arrived with many generals following behind him, which scared him so much that he quickly got up and told the soldiers to stand properly.

In the eyes of these soldiers, Zhang Mancheng was a god-like existence. To be able to create a team of more than two hundred thousand soldiers in the short span of a few months, how could it be possible for ordinary people? When the soldiers saw Zhang Mancheng's expression, besides reverence, it was also admiration.

Not long later, Zhang Mancheng and his group reached the city walls. Behind him, the main generals of xanthopanax, Qin Ming, Zhao Hong, Zhao Hong, Han Zhong,, Hou Shan and the others, looked like they were here to inspect the walls' defenses. Zhang Mancheng walked to the place where Wang Erwa was standing guard, jumped off his horse, and walked to the side of the city wall, looking at the army outside the city with a dejected expression. Over the past ten days, the Imperial army had taken turns to attack the Wan City, and the main point of the attack was the North City.

The wilderness outside North Gate was practically barren, the barren land was already dyed red with blood, the air was filled with a thick stench, groups and groups of flies were flying in the air, the entire Wan City North Gate was like a gigantic slaughterhouse.

"Marshal, the officials are attacking the city again."

Without Zhao Hong's reminder, Zhang Mancheng already knew that the convoy was attacking the city. They stopped a thousand steps away from the city walls. A few mounted officers pointed at the city walls, seemingly discussing something.

In the distance, soldiers were gathering, preparing for a new attack. The general who had attacked today stood on the slope and watched his men attack in an orderly fashion. His movements were slow and steady, as if he had complete confidence in himself.

On one hand, the Imperial army was urged by the Emperor to attack the city walls, and on the other hand, he had to save the Wan City even if his life depended on it. Both sides were clenching their teeth and persisting, with a posture of "not giving up until one side dies".

Under the scorching sun, there was no wind. Standing on the city wall was like standing in a furnace. The sunlight shone on the city wall without any obstruction. The air was hot, the bricks were hot, the swords and spears were hot. Even the armor on his body was hot.

The few officers also followed Zhang Mancheng off the horse, accompanying him to the side of the city wall. Although the city walls that they were defending on did not have any soldiers attacking them, Zhang Mancheng wanted them to see how Zhao Hong defended himself.

The weather was hot, and they were wearing armor. Like Zhang Mancheng, Generals was already sweating profusely as he unwillingly followed Zhang Mancheng and basked in the sunlight on the city walls. Even Zhao Hong did not want to see Zhang Mancheng here. He only waited for Zhang Mancheng to leave so that he could run and enjoy the cool air.

The soldiers guarding the city gates were even more pitiful. In broad daylight, they were all tanned to the point that they looked like black eels. Many of the soldiers had already shed a layer of skin from the sun, and some of the soldiers even fainted on the spot. Zhao Hong had to change shifts every four hours, if not no soldiers would be able to hold on.

Wang Erwa and Liu Shitou, who were standing beside Zhang Mancheng, were so scared that their souls flew. They had already been in xanthopanax for such a long time, and they had only seen Zhang Mancheng from afar. But when Zhang Mancheng actually stood in front of them, they were so scared that their legs were trembling. They did not even dare blink as they stared out of the city, sweat pouring down their faces like rain.

"What's the matter with you two?"

The pitiful Wang Erwa and Liu Shitou's minds were blank. They blindly followed and worshipped those who were in a higher position, causing them to not dare to treat those who were in a higher position as equals. Zhang Mancheng's casual words scared the two of them so much that they kneeled on the ground and started kowtowing again and again.

"Marshal, have mercy! Marshal, have mercy!"

"Get up."

Zhang Mancheng smiled lightly and looked at them cordially. He knew that these soldiers were afraid of him, but in the hearts of these soldiers, Zhang Mancheng was a god-like existence. This was what he wanted, a feeling of superiority. The more affectionate you were with the soldiers, the more they worshipped you, this was how the temperament of a leader was cultivated.

"Are you tired of defending the city?"

"Marshal, we're not tired."

"Oh, then are you afraid of the officials?"

"Marshal, we are not afraid of the officials." "No matter how many soldiers there are, we can still kill them all back."

"What's your name?"

"Reporting to the Great Marshal, my name is Wang Erwa, he is Liu Shitou."

"What's your current position?"

"Marshal, we are just small soldiers."

"Good job!" From today onwards, the two of you will be promoted to Centurions. "

"Thank you, Marshal."

Zhang Mancheng laughed with satisfaction. This feeling of randomly deciding the fate of others was simply too exciting. Zhang Mancheng especially liked this feeling, and in order to maintain this feeling, he needed to eliminate the officials of the imperial government and become a true person.

However, the other generals did not have the mood to experience the feeling that Zhang Mancheng had here. The weather was simply too hot, to the point that the sweat on their heads was rolling down like beans. How could he still have the mood to listen to Zhang Mancheng's idle chatter? He really wished for Zhang Mancheng to hurry up and leave.

"This damned weather is too hot. Even if I wasn't killed by the officials and soldiers, I'm afraid I would have been scorched to death by the sun."

Zhao Hong muttered softly, just in time for Zhang Mancheng to hear. How could these soldiers not attack? Instead, they continuously attacked the North Gate, and hundreds of people died every day. This caused Zhao Hong to feel extremely bitter. On the other hand, the other generals' soldiers were hiding by the battlements to enjoy the cool. How could Zhao Hong not complain?

"It's better to bask in the sun than to chop it off. If we allow the officials to charge up the city walls, we will have to wait for our next lives to bask in the sunlight."

Zhang Mancheng turned around, his expression cold and filled with dissatisfaction. He looked at Zhao Hong, scaring Zhao Hong to the point that his back was covered in cold sweat. Ever since he had participated in the yellow scarves incident, Zhao Hong had always been following Zhang Mancheng, as if they had naturally obeyed each other. Although he was leading the troops independently now, Zhang Mancheng's words were like an imperial decree in his heart. Seeing that Zhang Mancheng was angry, he immediately interrupted him with a smile.

"Lord General, the army's cavalry is here."

Following Zhao Hong's movements, they looked over, and indeed, a squadron of over a thousand people ran over. Although the cavalry was not of any help to the attacking city, their killing intent made Zhang Mancheng feel intimidated. Although the soldiers did not attack the city, they were still patrolling at the four gates of Wan City. He pointed at the cavalry with his horsewhip and glanced back at the generals.

"Right now, the army already has three ten thousand people s. If we can't defend the Wan City and have no chance to break out, then the thirty thousand cavalry will kill us all. General Bo Cai is the best lesson. So, even if we die, we die in the Wan City, so don't get lucky. "

Of course, they knew how Bo died. Almost every day, they would see the cavalry soldiers patrolling outside the city, but it was because of these cavalry soldiers that they never left Wan City. Hearing Zhang Mancheng's words, he nodded his head with a grim expression.

Slowly the more than one thousand horsemen came to a halt, but not one of them dismounted and patrolled elsewhere, but stood disorderly about a thousand paces from the siege of the imperial army, as if to see its visitors.

Yang Lin looked at Zhang Mancheng who was on the city wall and revealed a knowing smile. He thought to himself, today is truly a good opportunity, all of the Generals under Zhang Mancheng's command are by my side, I can also let them feel the fear of death, it's better if they honestly surrender.

"How far do you think we are from the city wall?"

The few generals and strategists by Yang Lin's side started to guess in their hearts. Under the noses of the enemies, you can't run over and measure the distance. After waiting for a while, everyone came up with a common number.

"Eight hundred steps."

Yang Lin nodded, and thought that it should be about right. Towards this distance, the godly archer had already trained for a long time. Their success rate almost reached one hundred percent, so killing Zhang Mancheng shouldn't be a problem. He turned around and looked at the three selected godly archer s and smiled at them.

"What do you think?"

The three godly archer s were chosen from the exorcism's team: Yang Shun, Yang Zhi, and Yang Hui. In order to choose the godly archer s, Yang Lin had the exorcism s compete in the competition. However, Yang Lin did not expect that they were even more accurate than Yang Hu and Yang Bao. Yang Shun, in particular, was like a god of arrows, shooting wherever he went.