Chapter 500 of the Long Song of the Later Han Dynasty: In ancient times, heroes fighting wisdom Liang Gang was certainly not blind, and Yan Xiang and Jin Shang's eyesight were probably not less than 1.2. They were familiar with Cao Cao's intentions and the current situation in Yuzhou.

Therefore, in the face of the olive branch that Cao Cao had thrown out, they cut it off with one knife without hesitation.

The news about Jizhou has spread all over the world, Yuan Gaolu was dead, Yuan Benchu ​​was also outdated. In addition to Wang Deyu, Cao Mengde and Sun Wentai, the only ones who can afford to be heroes are left, their lord, Huangshu Liu.

However, Wang Deyu had several major strategists under his command, Yan Zhong, Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Xun You and Tian Feng, and there were also many strategists under Cao Mengde's tent.

Liu Ziyang is brave and wise, Cheng Zhongde is good at being a hero, Man Boning is strict and upright, Zhong Yuan and Changde are responsible for doing things, and even Hua Xin and Wang Lang, who were only recruited by Cao Cao, were a master of a while ago. What did the three of them go over to do? Do they wipe their feet or rub their backs?

As for Zhuge Liang who has climbed onto their heads now, Yan Xiang really doesn't have much intention to compete for favor.

After all, when Liu Bei first arrived in Jingzhou, he wanted to gain a foothold in Jingzhou, but he did not vigorously support the famous scholars in Jingzhou. I was afraid that Yan Xiang and the others would feel disappointed. What's more, behind them was the lord's base camp. As long as they could still be like the Huaiyuan Battle this time, why worry about the lord's heart not having their place?

Yan Xiang sneered, Liang Gang had already stood on the top of the city, and a angrily shouted like thunder falling from the sky. The soldiers on the top of the city roared together, densely guarded crossbows, the yellow crossbows and the grimace crossbows shot out from their hands at the same time. Tens of thousands of sharp arrows rushed down the city like a flock of birds throwing into the forest.

The momentum is like lightning, and the sharp arrow is like lightning.

Layer layers of sharp arrows tangled in the air into roaring lightning, like a bamboo that covered the clouds and sun.

"shield!"

Cao Cao pressed his claw Huang Feidian lightly, and the BMW suddenly flew back into the formation. Xiahou Yuan suddenly picked up the Hanyue Knife in his hand, and thousands of shields were placed on the heads of the soldiers in front of him, forming a piece. From a distance, it looked like a huge umbrella supported in the black rainstorm all over the sky.

The heavy rain fell on the umbrella surface, making a banging sound, and then drew along the umbrella surface into the gap. On the ground, a group of unlucky soldiers also ushered in their pain.

Blood splattered and screamed.

Hundreds of soldiers shouted in the camp with their hands on the backs, their feet on their backs, and even their backs.

"Hmph, Yan Wenji, who is famous for his plan, is that the case! Brothers, come on me. If I can't twist Yan Wenji's head off today, I will give this forward to you!"

Seeing that the damage of this round of arrow rain was not great, Xiahou Yuan laughed wildly and the Han Yue Knife was sacrificed high again.

The formation suddenly opened, and more than ten rows of soldiers pulled the stone thrower and came to the arrow away from the city. Two other infantry dragons used their bare chests and shouted slogans to push the rushing car to the city gate.

Before the attack was launched in the city, the soldiers next to the stone throwing machine had already started loading stones and filling the bullets, but more than 10,000 crossbowmen rushed out from the team behind them, and they all set their bows and arrows, aiming the dark black arrows at the heads that emerged from the city.

"put!"

Xiahou Yuan looked at the heroic soldiers under his command proudly, and spit out a word from his mouth, and the Hanyue Knife in his hand fell quietly.

Hundreds of huge rocks were thrown high by the stone thrower like shells. More than 10,000 sharp arrows rolled upside down like silver shuttles in the Weaver Girl's hand. After engraving perfect arcs in the air, weaving them into pieces of gray-black silk, which suddenly fell down and hit the city hard.

In an instant, the huge city seemed to have a mine opened, with smoke and dust flying.

The city wall trembled as the hit of the huge rocks, the soldiers wailed under the baptism of the arrow rain, deep trenches and dangerous ravines appeared on the walls of Yiyang City, and the red streams and Yin Rivers meandered under the warriors.

Liang Gang pulled Yan Xiang and Jin Shang over and pressed them under arrows, and followed the city walls to shake the earth and the mountains, and dizzy.

The Warriors temporarily lost the opportunity to fight.

Blood flowed into a river on the top of the city.

However, in Cao Cao's opinion, all this was far from enough compared to the harm Liu Bei brought to him. At best, this could only be regarded as an appetizer, a gift for Yan Xiang and Liang Gang.

"rush!"

Another roar was heard, and the sound of drums and horns rose into the sky, and the golden tiger and leopard flag fluttered in the wind. Thousands of soldiers rushed straight towards the city wall with cloud ladders. Dozens of cloud ladders quickly opened their hideous hook claws and wedged them firmly on the wall.

The stone thrower was still roaring, and the car roared at the city, but countless infantry had already bitten steel knives and carried shields to climb the ladder. They were as strong as rabbits, as fast as monkeys, and on the ladder like flat ground.

Liang Gang could see clearly through the arrow stomping, and suddenly became furious. He jumped out of the arrow stomping, and slashed hard on the city wall: "The boys in Huainan, carry all the logs and boiling oil out for me. I want Cao Aman and his dog legs to taste the smell of hot oil bath!"

"promise!"

With a command, the soldiers on the top of the city raised their arms and yelled. Hundreds of soldiers had already crawled out of the smoke and dust and rushed towards the pile of logs and oil drums next to the female wall.

Liang Gang was about to fight for blood, but Yan Xiang stood up and interrupted his deployment: "Slowly, General Liang, don't worry, wait a little longer, wait until they climbed onto the wall before talking! General Liang, have you forgotten the murder weapon we created a few days ago?"

"Haha, it's still awesome sir. I woke me up as a dreamer in one sentence." Liang Gang scratched his head, let out a long roar, kicked the guard beside him and scolded, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and take out our fire spitting tube to show off to Cao Mengde?"

The guard suddenly realized that the flag in his hand suddenly turned, and the sound of drums on the city wall was as dense as rain.

More than a thousand soldiers put down the logs raised in their hands, turned around and took out two hundred bamboos that had opened the joints from behind the logs to connect them. Soon, the bamboos were connected into long winding snakes in their hands.

Immediately afterwards, another drum sounded.

The soldiers in front of him stood tall and held the bamboo and aimed at all the ladders attached to the city wall. However, the soldiers at the end of the bamboo roared and inserted the bamboo into the turbulent barrel with all their might.

Just as they were ready, dozens of soldiers jumped up and jumped on the cover of the turmeric oil barrel. The cover suddenly began to fall, but the turmeric oil in the barrel seemed to have found a flood at the breaking dam. Under their gravity, they went straight to the exit ahead along the hollow of the bamboo.

The flying flow down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way fell to the sky.

The turmeric oil squirted out along the seventy or eighty bamboo mouths. Black liquid spread across the city wall, over the cloud ladder, and gradually gathered on the soldiers, as if a black curtain was laid on the city wall, and it was like the Milky Way without stars fell on Yiyang's city wall on the rainy night.

Smelling the smell of tinder oil on his body, the new recruits were full of fear, and even the veterans on the ladder fell into silence for a while.

They have not attacked the city, nor have they seen the scene of logs and turmeric oil being emitted together, but they all fought one by one.

After all, although the range of killing logs and tincture oil is large, they can only splash blindly along the city walls and cannot achieve fixed-point strikes. More often, they can still escape the disaster with their accumulated experience.

But who has ever seen such a fixed and accurate tincture battle? This is not about giving them a sauna hot bath, it is about trying to catch them all in one go!
Chapter completed!