Chapter 199 Taishou inspires the army
A group of people turned into wolves!
Even the former Jingzhou soldiers in the city were infected. They only knew bloody revenge, but they forgot that their task was to defend the city! More and more yellow scarf soldiers climbed the city wall. Originally, they should have quickly attacked the gate and let the troops outside the city in, but the bravery and cruelty of the Jingzhou army made them tired of fighting, and even some of them could not stop it.
The death of Captain Wang left a group of violent demons, full of flesh and blood, vertical corpses everywhere, countless mutilated limbs, broken blades everywhere, and a disgusting smell of blood on the wall.
The eyes of everyone on the wall are red, both soldiers and officers, without exception.
"Come on, drive the yellow cubs down and push down the ladder!"
At this time, one of the soldiers suddenly woke up and saw that the soldiers were fighting disorderly, but there were more and more yellow scarf soldiers. They immediately shouted and knocked down a yellow scarf soldier in front of him. He killed the city stack regardless of his life. When he saw a yellow scarf soldier climbing the ladder and was cut off by a knife as soon as he appeared, and a man's head fell off. After going down the wall, no one fell down.
Because of that roar, more and more Jingzhou soldiers slowly woke up from the killing. Looking at the scene in front of them, they were suddenly frightened. They were all soldiers defending the city, but now they have committed a serious crime. If they lose the head of the city, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Many people noticed that they began to block the yellow scarf soldiers from climbing the city and overturning the ladder.
"What's going on?"
Suddenly, a fierce shout exploded on the city, which resounded through everyone's minds.
A mighty man climbed to the city with a tiger-headed knife in his hand, looked at the chaotic situation, and shouted a loud rebuke.
Captain Zhao was so anxious that he rushed to the Taishou Mansion as quickly as he could and told the truth. The Taishou immediately ordered that all the capable soldiers were sent, and the elites of the Jingzhou army who were left behind also rushed to the city wall.
However, when he was still in the inner city, looking at the swords and shadows on the head of the city, he had reached a strong uneasiness, so he took the lead in riding the dust and climbed to the head of the city, but the scene in front of him made him furious. Seeing yellow scarf soldiers everywhere, his eyes were instantly red. Although he was beaten, he was absolutely not There should be a yellow scarf figure. If he hadn't had enough confidence that the yellow scarf army could not reach the top of the city, he would not have left.
He pulled a Jingzhou soldier and wanted to ask clearly, but a yellow scarf soldier raised his knife and cut it over. The angry Captain Zhao's big knife in his hand flashed away. The yellow scarf soldier lay down in a daze and his head fell down.
"Say, what's going on?"
The frightened Jingzhou soldiers thought that it was the Yellow Turban Army who attacked him and cut them with a horizontal knife. They were easily dodged by Captain Zhao. They woke up the Jingzhou soldiers who killed the red-eyed soldiers with a shout. Looking at Captain Zhao who looked at him angrily, the Jingzhou soldiers actually cried.
Captain Zhao slapped the soldier in the face and said coldly.
"Waste, why are you crying? What's going on?"
The beaten soldier trembled with tears in his eyes.
"General, avenge General Wang! Revenge!"
Captain Zhao trembled, and his heart was even more uneasy. He quickly raised his head and looked around. The more he looked at it, the colder he became. Naturally, he knew who General Wang was talking about by the soldier was, but at this time, he did not find the burly figure, the old brother who should have stood at the head of the city to kill the enemy and fight for his family.
Unconsciously, Captain Zhao's face became ferocious and terrible. He grabbed the soldier's hand and couldn't help increasing his strength. The soldier hummed in pain, but Captain Zhao did not know that his eyes were still scanning.
But more and more yellow scarf soldiers in the city make him confused and irritable, but after all, he is not an impulsive person. He knows what the important thing is at this time. He must kill the yellow scarf soldiers first, otherwise the city will be difficult to protect and throw away the Jingzhou soldiers.
Captain Zhao roared fiercely.
"When the reinforcements came, the soldiers obeyed the order and drove all the yellow cubs down the city wall. Don't fight!"
When the Jingzhou army, who were still fighting, heard the roar, they immediately found Captain Zhao, who was in high spirits and holding a tiger-headed sword. They seemed to have found an organization. Since Captain Wang died in battle, the city head has been in chaos and there is no unified dispatch. At this time, the arrival of Captain Zhao suddenly gave them backbone.
The Jingzhou army, who had lost the soul of the soldiers, began to wake up and stared at Captain Zhao.
"It's General Zhao, General Zhao."
"Really, General Zhao is coming, kill!"
With the command of Lieutenant Zhao, the Jingzhou army quickly emerged from the disorderly battle line and formed an orderly block to kill the enemy. There were not as many Jingzhou soldiers in the first place, but now they met the well-dispatched and murderous Jingzhou army. Soon, many yellow scarf soldiers who boarded the top of the city were driven off the city wall. They were either cut to death by swords or fell off the head of the city and fell to death.
Those elite Jingzhou soldiers in the inner city quickly climbed to the head of the city, like a tide, neat and orderly, worthy of a hundred soldiers, but when they saw the appearance of the city, they couldn't help twitching and inhaling cold air.
The smell of blood here is disgusting. If they hadn't all gone to the battlefield, they wouldn't have imagined whether they could resist it. Blood converged into a river, leaving a female wall from the top of the city and dyeing the ancient city red. The corpses were like mountains, with broken arms and limbs. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that this was actually done by a group of people. After all, there are not many soldiers in Jingzhou here, and many of them are temporarily composed of people who voluntarily participate in the defense of the city.
It's just that it's not the time to sigh. The Jingzhou army soldiers who climbed to the top of the city immediately joined the battle group. They could not resist the attack of the orderly Jingzhou army. In an instant, they were killed and injured, and they were all driven down in a short time. The elites of the Jingzhou army who had been fighting on the battlefield for a long time immediately rushed up, lined up, and a team of soldiers were killed. Those yellow scarf soldiers who still wanted to land in the city, and then another team of soldiers quickly picked up the rolling stone and smashed them down the city.
From time to time, there were screams in the city. There were a lot of people crying for their lives. For a long time, they thought that they had no such threats, and there was much less defense, and suffered heavy casualties for a while.
The tactics of the elites of the Jingzhou Army were very effective. The battle of the Yellow Turban Army was quickly suppressed, and many ladders were pushed down, and a large number of deaths were killed.
Seeing that the head of the city was finally stabilized and took back the initiative, Captain Zhao finally calmed down and gasped with a knife, but his eyes were still patrolling everywhere, constantly searching for Lao Wang's shadow. He didn't want to believe it.
"General, the yellow cubs have been driven down, but they will definitely have a last wave of attacks. What should we do?"
Captain Zhao exhaled and wiped the blood on his face.
"Throw the body of the yellow scarf on the top of the city, and quickly transport the body of our Jingzhou army to the city, preparing a large amount of fire oil, rolling stones and gutter. The yellow scarf army will fight to the death. The most difficult time of this station is coming, and Lord Taishou will also come soon, you..."
patted the soldier on the shoulder, but before he finished speaking, Captain Zhao's pupils instantly enlarged. He stared at the front with a pair of eyes and walked up in a daze. He stared at the soldier who was about to ask, but he also saw the place where Captain Zhao was staring at and stopped his words.
Captain Zhao moved his footsteps with difficulty and looked at the figure lying on the ground. There seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and his face became complex, painful and unbelievable. His hands stretched out and trembled violently.
Finally, I stopped on the edge of that body and didn't know how to put my hands.
"Lao Wang!"
Only two words came out of his hoarse throat, holding his head in both hands and slowly squatting down.
The soldiers around looked at the painful Captain Zhao and held their heads and were hurt alone. Many soldiers' eyes were also red, and it was difficult for them to carry out tears. They said that men's tears were not easy, but it was not sad.
In the Jingzhou army, both the dead royal lieutenant and the painful lieutenant Zhao have made a statement that everyone in the Jingzhou army in Wancheng knows the two of them. They are life-and-death friends, like brothers. They are like brothers to their subordinates, sleeping and eating together.
The usual iron tower-like man, the god-like man just now had no breathing. The soldiers went crazy for him and revenged for him, but he couldn't stand up. Captain Zhao buried his headache and cried.
"Lord Taishou is here!"
At this time, a soldier roared loudly.
A white-faced middle-aged dragon and tiger in armor stepped into the city, with a majestic face like prison, surrounded by a group of soldiers behind him to protect him to the city. At this time, Captain Zhao raised his head, but he still squatted on the ground and looked at the middle-aged man with red eyes.
"Your Excellency!"
"See you!"
Many soldiers around greeted him one after another. The Taishou's face remained unchanged and came directly to Captain Zhao. Many soldiers couldn't help but change their colors. They were afraid that Captain Zhao angered Lord Taishou. Many soldiers were ready to plead for Captain Zhao. After all, if Captain Wang hadn's death and Captain Zhao hadn't come in time, the city might have been lost.
But the matter was unexpected. The Taishou went straight to Captain Zhao and did not scold and complain. On the contrary, the Taishou slowly helped Captain Zhao, patted his armor, turned around and shouted at all the soldiers.
"The soldiers fought to the death! This is the luck of Jingzhou and the luck of Wancheng. I will definitely report to my lord your outstanding achievements in the battle. Captain Wang has made outstanding achievements and died in the battlefield. This is the duty of soldiers to die in the right place!
However, he is a member of Wancheng and a hero of our Wancheng. From now on, I have decided that from now on, the eldest son of Captain Wang's family will be funded by the Taishou Mansion, and all life will be undertaken by the Taishou Mansion. I will also report to the Lord and reward Captain Wang!
The yellow scarf thief wants to take down Wancheng, which humiliates our wives and children and takes away our homeland. This is bloody hatred. Generals and soldiers, would you like to defend Wancheng? Do you want to avenge Captain Wang to comfort Captain Wang's spirit in heaven? Would you like to fight to the death? Protect my city?"
The Taishou hoarse and promised to the soldiers at the head of the city. With sonorous words and warm-blooded sound, the Jingzhou soldiers were full of fighting spirit in an instant, and their morale doubled. The weapons in their hands were raised and shouted loudly. They told the Taishou their determination after their death.
"Battle! War! War!"