The next day.

When Zhou Cang led 7,000 Yellow Turban bandits to the river beach, the scene in front of him made him very sad.

The ground was filled with the corpses of the Yellow Turban Strongmen, each of which had a look of despair in his eyes, and there was a stench in the pile of corpses from time to time.

It is inevitable that people speculate whether these people were frightened by something that they were so scared that they were so scared that they were incontinent.

"Look for me to see if there are anyone who breathes?"

Zhou Cang roared.

"Chief Zhou, General Digong's body is here..."

With this roar, a large wave of Yellow Turban bandits moved closer to Zhang Bao's corpse, and watching General Digong become a headless general, the fallen Yellow Turban believers began to cry loudly.

Zhou Cang listened to the messy crying and felt even more irritable, and shouted loudly: "Shut up your mouth, keep your strength, and go to avenge General Earth."

"You have led three hundred brothers to escort General Digong's body back to Jizhou and handed it over to General Digong himself."

"The rest, polish your weapons, follow me to break through the sour jujube, kill all the officials and thieves, and avenge the generals of the Earth."

“Revenge…revenge…revenge…revenge…revenge…revenge…revenge…”

According to Zhou Cang's prediction, after the official army wins, they will definitely return to the city of Sonazao County.

Therefore, Zhou Cang made a quick decision to organize the Yellow Turban bandits to start heading towards the sour jujube. In any case, he must break the sour jujube, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Zhou Cang was just in his early twenties and was in his prime. His eyes were full of blood and he ran away from the sour jujube.

Seven thousand people marched towards the sour jujube in a mighty manner, like waves rolling, wave after wave.

...

"Report..."

"Report to the General, the Yellow Turban bandits really rushed towards the sour jujube, only ten miles away from the county town."

Zhang Feng shook the dewdrops on his body, stretched out his body, and smiled and said, "If you kill the boss of the Yellow Turban thief, you're afraid that these people will go crazy."

Dian Wei smiled from the side and said, "A group of mobs also want to attack the sour dates. It's really a dog entering the pit."

"Ha ha!"

The generals and schoolmen around Zhang Feng laughed together.

Only after annihilated Zhang Bao's three thousand main forces yesterday, Zhang Feng deeply realized that morale is really amazing.

Now all of his 1,500 soldiers looked proud and proud, because in their eyes, Zhang Bao, who was like a god, was killed by them, so what else is there to be scary!

Even though I was sleeping in the depths of this canyon last night, no one complained.

"General, when will we set off?"

Dian Wei asked.

Zhang Feng looked at the 500 war horses seized yesterday and was full of confidence. Although the 500 war horses were not included, it was better than not. With the advantages of cavalry, the roundabout attack would be more convenient.

"It's time to act. Dian Wei, selecting the brothers who ride the five hundred horses, and sneak attack the thieves' food and grass while the Yellow Turban bandits are unable to look after each other."

If the food rations of these 7,000 people are cut off, this war will be won without a fight, and you will wait for victory, so why not do it?

Zhang Feng said again: "The rest of the people are on standby, and do not go out at will, and do not make fires rashly."

Dian Wei led five hundred men onto the war horses and rode out, and a good show was about to happen.

Under the city of Sourjuana.

Zhou Cang led a large group of Yellow Turban bandits to roar. After the assembly was completed, he directly ordered the siege.

For a moment, the Yellow Turbans outside the Sourzao City rose and fell, like ripe wheat ears, one after another, driven by the little Yellow Turban leader, and rushed directly to the Sourzao City Gate.

On the city tower, Li Xiuning was dressed in military uniform and had a unique style of women, with two black armored soldiers guarding each other.

"Commander, the bandits are approaching!"

The third brother of the Black Armor Army reminded.

Li Xiuning held the sword in his hand, looking unhappy, and said slowly: "When the bandit reaches fifty steps, let the archers shoot arrows."

"promise!"

Although Li Xiuning temporarily gathered five hundred archers, these archers were not trained and did not dare to expect to pass through Yang arrows for a hundred steps, so they could only let the bandits lean in. In this way, even if they were not accurate in shooting, they could still hurt other bandits.

"Kill!"

A small leader rushed over with a wave of Yellow Turban men carrying the siege ladder.

"Shoot the arrow!"

With Li Xiuning's order, the archers who had been preparing for a long time all leaned out their upper body and aimed at the bandits below to shoot arrows.

"Swoosh..."

Five hundred long arrows broke through the air and poured down from the heads of the Yellow Turban bandits. In an instant, two or three hundred people screamed.

"My eyes..."

"My hand..."

Screams came one after another, and the leader of the Yellow Turban shouted: "Don't you raise your shield, hold your shield..."

At this time, the Yellow Turban bandits hurriedly raised log shields and pushed forward step by step in resisting the rain of arrows.

Zhou Cang's heart trembled as he watched the arrows flying above the city. He never expected that there would be so many longbowmen in the city of Sourzao. This was a magic weapon to defend the city. After several arrows rained, nearly a thousand people had been injured by sharp arrows, and half of them died on the spot.

These five hundred long bows were drawn by Zhang Miao from the entire Chenliu County. You should know that the entire Chenliu County is less than one thousand long bows.

When he heard that tens of thousands of Yellow Turban main force attacked the Sour Jujube, Zhang Miao was so anxious that he stomped his feet. But at this point, he gave birth to such a fucked son. If he didn't protect Zhang Feng, he would be the old Zhang family, and he would be the last one.

"The archers counterattacked and suppressed the officers and soldiers on the top of the city!"

Zhou Cang shouted and said loudly.

Among the men he brought, there were more than 300 archers, but the bows and arrows in his hands were far inferior to Guan Jun's toughness and sharpness.

The Yellow Turban archers, who were ordered to take the verge of danger, rushed to the city and began to shoot at the officers and soldiers at the top of the city, but things went against their wishes. With the right time, place, people and the three, they had no advantage at all. Instead, they became living targets and were named one by one. After a rain of arrows, the Yellow Turban archers who lacked protection almost lost all their losses.

Zhou Cang opened his eyes wide open, held a nine-foot sword in his hands, and wished he could jump onto the city tower.

"Quick, step onto the ladder..."

At the cost of more than a thousand people, the Yellow Turban bandits finally rushed to the foot of the city and began to erect a ladder to prepare to attack the city.

One after another, the Yellow Turban bandits began to climb upwards, and they were greeted by sharp spears on the top of the city.

One after another, the Yellow Turban bandits were picked up and rolled down the ladder and fell to death at the foot of the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, logs, rolling stones, and these deadly weapons were smashed down from the top of the city. The few ladders were smashed to pieces, and the Yellow Turban bandits were immediately stunned.

At the entrance of the city gate, the Yellow Turban bandit's car hit by a huge rock, and the Yellow Turban bandit fell to a loss.

Zhou Cang shouted in despair: "Blow the trumpet and stop the troops!"

The siege equipment is gone and in vain, there will be no other gains except for letting the Yellow Turban bandits die.

The moment the trumpet sounded, the Yellow Turban bandits retreated like eggplants beaten by frost.

Li Xiuning looked around the entire battlefield and said in confusion: "Is this the main force of the Yellow Turban?"

The third old man from the black armored army on the side smiled and said, "It's just a group of native chickens and dogs, but there are only a large number of people. Even Zhang Bao was defeated by the general in a battle. What kind of waves can these little fish and shrimp make?"

Li Xiuning told the saying, "It's better not to take it lightly. Let Lao Jiu and Xiao Shi speed up preparing rolling stones and logs to prevent the thief from attacking at night."

"promise!"

"In addition, let Lao Wu and Lao Liu strengthen control of the Yellow Turban bandits who have just been escorted back. At this time, there will be no chaos in the city."

"Abide by the order!"
Chapter completed!