The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 115 The Battle of Jinyang ([-])

Nancheng!

Xu An slammed his fist on the railing, and the trumpet sounded first from the north. He thought it was Zhang Yi who wanted to swallow his northern troops, but he didn't expect that the horn sounded again in the south city.

What Zhang Yi really wants to attack is not the North City, but his part in the South City.

Although after reacting, he immediately asked Gong Du to lead the remaining [-] horses in the army to support, but it was already a few minutes late. .

Xu An raised his eyes and saw that the two armies outside the east city were fighting in full swing. The Han army at the head of the city was still resisting tenaciously relying on the city. Countless sergeants fell to the ground in seconds, but they were still unable to move half a step forward.

This Jinyang City is like a rock, standing firm under the wave after wave of the Yellow Turban Army.

To attack Jinyang, Xu An dispatched more than [-] sergeants in the mountains. He thought that Jinyang lacked cavalry, and he had the advantage of cavalry. Dare to go out of the city to attack the partial division.

But now it seems that Xu An is too arrogant, he underestimated Jinyang City, the courage of the Han army, and Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou.

It seems that even people who don't leave much ink in the history books should not be underestimated.

If the partial division in Nancheng is swallowed up, it will undoubtedly greatly increase the morale of the defenders. Without the harassment of the partial division, the defenders of Jinyang City can concentrate on defending one city wall. It will be more difficult to capture Jinyang in this way.

Could it be that the battle of Jinyang ended in such an anticlimactic manner?

Xu An gripped the railing on the high platform tightly with both hands, at this moment his heart was already in chaos.

"Ugh——"

The low sound of the horn sounded in his ears, Xu An leaned over and looked, the sergeants who retreated to the formation for the first time had already rearranged the formation.

Army Sima Li Heng led his horse and knelt at the bottom of a high platform. On the high platform, three yellow scarf alchemists were preaching. There were more than ten personal guards behind him, all of whom were descendants of the Li family in Lutai Mountain. There are only two people left.

And the Army Sima Zhan Banner, which was originally clean, is now in tatters, covered with blood and dust.

During the last attack, Li Heng personally led the team to charge up to the top of the east city of Jinyang City, fighting for nearly a quarter of an hour, but because of the desperate resistance of the Han army, they still had no choice but to withdraw from the top of the city.

But when they came back, there were more than [-] sergeants in the first part, but now there were only more than [-] left, and almost [-] sergeants were left in Jinyang City.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

When the alchemists of the Yellow Turban Army finished their practice, Li Heng turned on his horse and galloped over from the front of the formation. He waved the long knife in his hand and shouted hoarsely.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

All the sergeants in the military formation responded loudly.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The high-spirited war drums sounded again, and the thousand and five hundred yellow scarf remnants marched forward again.

"Huang Tian..."

A cloud of mist appeared in Xu An's eyes. He saw the battle of Guangzong, those yellow scarves who dared to line up outside the city in the face of the Han army led by Huangfusong, and those Paozhe who were fighting to the death in Xiaquyang.

The whole Taipingdao is nothing but a lie of Zhang Jiao. He just wants to gather the people of the world with religion, and then sweep the entire thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, and overthrow the decadent Han Dynasty in his eyes.

Those fairy arts and spells in the book "Taiping Jing" given to him by Zhang Liang are nothing more than some tricks. The three brothers of the Zhang family saved lives and healed the wounded just by learning the Qi and Huang skills in the book.

But those believers in Taipingdao believed it. They believed in the teachings of Taipingdao, believed that the heaven was dead, and the yellow sky should be established. They believed that they could finally establish a harmonious and prosperous world of the yellow sky.

"call out----"

Under the eastern city of Jinyang City, the sharp whistle sounded again, which also pulled Xu An's divergent thoughts back to the present world.

The Yellow Turban Army once again launched an attack on Jinyang City, and more Yellow Turban Army gathered into a khaki wave, slamming towards the city wall of Jinyang City.

Time is passing bit by bit, the life and death of the partial teachers in the south city are uncertain, and the soldiers in the east city are shedding their blood all the time.

Looking around, Xu An found that there was no one around him to discuss with. He had to decide everything by himself, and no one could help him.

He fell into panic, he didn't know what to do, just like he himself woke up suddenly from that train and came to this troubled world, and it was like waking up from a dream every night, with a sense of precarious fear.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The roar of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army came again, like a roaring tsunami, which made Xu An's drowsy head a little clearer.

"Wan Sheng..."

Xu An muttered to himself, he remembered Zhang Liang's teachings in the past, and also remembered Zhang Liang's dying words.

"When the yellow sky is covered, how can the common people survive."

"Both inside and outside, the eight states are concurrent, as real as fantasy, confusing, bustling, but a dream Huaxu."

Xu An raised his left hand and placed it on the ring-shoulders around his waist. He turned around and looked at Xu Da and Zhang Ji standing behind him, as well as his guards.

"Woo——" "Woo——"

The continuous sound of horns came from under the banner of the Yellow Turban Army, and the eyes of the entire Yellow Turban Army formation were focused.

Li Heng was riding on a war horse and was loudly boosting the morale of the soldiers under his command. Suddenly he heard a strange sound from behind. Looking back leisurely, he saw the towering khaki flag of the Chinese army moving forward slowly, representing The tiger-striped battle flags of the yellow angels also moved forward together.

The tiger-striped flags behind the five hundred yellow angels fluttered in the wind like five hundred tigers.

"drive."

Xu An's legs gently kicked the horse's belly, and the bay red horse under his crotch neighed softly, and ran forward with four hooves. The dazzling sunlight shone on Xu An's eyelids, as well as his armored body. His body, which was chilled because of fear, was slightly warm.

"call out----"

Under Jinyang City, the whistle of the Yellow Turban Army's attack sounded again.

Xu An held up the halberd in his hand high, and pulled it forward with all his strength. Behind him were three hundred guards and five hundred yellow angels, all of a sudden, followed by tens of thousands of yellow scarves all moving forward together.

They raised their long spears, shouldered their halberds, straightened their swords and shields and followed Xu An and swept towards Jinyang City. The iron armor was clanging, the swords and guns were like forests, and the waves were surging.

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