Three Kingdoms: White porridge and pickled mustard, but I am actually wearing a yellow robe

"Lord Qu Shuai, something is wrong!".

Rushing open the city gate, Song Wenchang led a group of yellow turban thieves to rush and kill, but found that something was wrong!

The entire city gate was unguarded, and it was pitch black, and there was not even a single figure!

"Withdraw, let the brothers all retreat!".

was able to survive the battle to suppress the Yellow Turban, and Song Wenchang is not a fool!

Almost as soon as I rushed in, I realized that something was wrong!

"Shoot the arrows!".

It's just that the next moment, I saw a loud shout on the city wall, and suddenly the flames soared into the sky, and one after another figures were holding bows and arrows, and the cold light was directly aimed at a group of yellow turban thieves!

In the dim corners of the streets, bursts of fire struck, and groups of officers and soldiers holding heavy shields walked slowly!

"Woo Blah .......

".

In an instant, the arrows in

the sky flew in, and the yellow turban thieves under the black light and blindness did not react, but hundreds of people fell from the arrows!

"Hurry back, get out of here!".

"It's an ambush, run!".

"Ah, I've been shot, help me!".

“........."

A group of yellow turban thieves, under a round of arrows, immediately scattered and fled, and the formation was in chaos!

Song Wenchang, who was the leader, didn't care about tidying up the team at this moment, and under the big drink, he gathered his own personal soldiers, and went to the city gate to cover up!

"Shoot the arrows!".

On the city wall, Cheng Yu, who overlooked all this, continued to order coldly!

Not long after a round of bow and arrow attacks fell, another round of arrow feathers burst down below!

Originally, because the city gate was narrow, not many people rushed in!

At this moment, under the two rounds of shooting, more than 400 people suddenly fell to the Yellow Turban Thief!

In the corner of the

street, Li Gang, who led the team, looked at the chaos of the yellow turban thieves, with a smile on his face, and his eyes were sharp!

"Brothers, the time has come to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions!"

"The lord cooked instant noodles, sausages, and braised eggs for us in the back, and we are waiting for our triumphant return!"

Li Gang's long knife was drawn out, and his mouth inspired a group of soldiers under him!

For a while, I heard that there were instant noodles, meat sausages, and braised eggs waiting for them!

The eyes of the soldiers are all shining!

"Kill, kill these Yellow Turban thieves!".

"For the sausage and the braised egg, you all die for me!".

"Haha, the sausage is mine, don't grab it from me!".

"For the sake of the boiled eggs, for the sake of the lord, we fought hard!".

“........."

Hearing that the food was behind him, a group of officers and soldiers rushed straight into the chaos under the cover of the shield as if they had been beaten with chicken blood!

"Poof..... Burst...... Poof.......

".

Just one face, this group of officers and soldiers who have gone through the double baptism of white porridge, mustard, instant noodles, and braised eggs are like wolves entering the flock!

Under the wielding of the long knife in his hand, the Yellow Turban Thief, who had been hungry for a long time, was not vulnerable at all!

"Hold on to the formation, as long as we rush out, we can survive!".

In the team, Song Wenchang, under the protection of his own soldiers, was still gathering the rout soldiers around him, trying to stabilize the formation!

But the next moment, I saw a group of officers and soldiers, as if they were crazy, directly in the chaos of the army, killing a bloody road!

The already thin Yellow Turban Thieves are as fragile as paper paste in front of a group of vigorous officers and soldiers!

"Aren't the officers and men short of food? How can they be so fierce?!"

Song Wenchang muttered in his mouth, almost unable to believe what he saw!

"My lord, let's go!"

However, the

pro-soldiers on the side noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly pulled Song Wenchang and went outside!

"Quick, there's the thief in front, rush over with me!".

By the light of the torch, Li Gang could see at a glance that something was wrong around Song Wenchang!

With a big shout in his mouth, more than a dozen officers and soldiers around him rushed out together, as if killing a god, one by one, and the yellow turban thieves around him did not dare to approach!

"Stop, stop, absolutely, ah!".

Song Wenchang was still shouting in his mouth, and he saw Li Gang directly carrying the attack of his own soldiers and slashing over desperately!

With just one knife, Song Wenchang's head was cut in an instant!

Even if it was to death, he didn't understand!

Why are the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty so desperate!

This is different from the officers and soldiers he met before!

"Poof!".

As a result of the knife, Song Wenchang was killed, and Li Gang also directly raised his hand to cut down the soldiers beside him, and then shouted!

"You wait for the leader to be dead, and you don't surrender quickly!"

Under the loud shouting, the officers and soldiers around cheered in unison!

A

group of yellow turban thieves who were killed by officers and soldiers, seeing that Song Wenchang was already dead, suddenly put down their weapons and surrendered one by one!

In just a short period of contact, this group of yellow turban thieves has been killed!

In their opinion!

What kind of officers and soldiers are these!

Even if it is a pro-army of the Han court, it is nothing more than that!

As soon as I came up, it was like I had been beaten with chicken blood, and I fought desperately with them!

It's just too ferocious!

Aren't these people afraid of death?

With the death of Song Wenchang, the situation in the field was soon stabilized!

A large number of Yellow Turban thieves were scared to death, and only a few Yellow Turban thieves escaped and were arranged by Cheng Yu for Li Gang to go out to chase and kill!

After midnight, on the city walls

"Congratulations, my lord, the siege of the Yellow Turban Rogue has been lifted!".

Seeing that the yellow turban thief below was pressed down, Cheng Yu also congratulated Lin Yang!

Standing on top of the pitch-black city wall, with the help of the light of the torches, Lin Yang looked at the battle below, and also breathed a deep sigh of relief!

It was the first time he had personally felt the cruelty of ancient warfare!

But!

Fortunately, the Yellow Turban Thief is over!

"I don't know, sir, what's going on next?"

Through the night, Cheng Yu looked at Lin Yang with deep eyes at this moment, and asked lightly!

"Next!".

"Naturally, it's a high wall and a lot of grain!"