The Rebellious Officials and Traitors of the Late Han Dynasty

Chapter 479 The city is broken
Zhang Liao stood under the city wall, looking at the Moling City in front of him, with a hint of murderous intent between his eyebrows. After Lu Xun's operation, the morale of the people in the city was high. If they attacked at this time, they would definitely suffer heavy losses.

"General, we can wait a few more days. The enemy is now incited by Lu Xun and their blood is boiling. If we attack now, we will pay a huge price. When their blood cools down, they will know that Moling cannot be defended. Only surrender can save our lives."

Pang Tong said, stroking his short beard.

"Shi Yuan is right. We have been waiting for a long time. It doesn't matter if we wait a few more days. We have plenty of time anyway." Zhang Liao nodded and agreed with his point of view.

Lu Xun and Cao Ang on the city wall showed proud looks on their faces. Thanks to the fighting spirit of these soldiers, Moling City can hold out for a long time.

If the enemy launches an attack at this time, it will cause even greater losses to the other side.

Unfortunately, their hopes were soon dashed. Zhang Liao and others withdrew their troops and did not launch an attack on Moling City for three consecutive days. An extremely rare scene appeared on the battlefield.

The Cavalry actually gave up attacking the city, which surprised the soldiers and civilians in the city.

"The first is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. This is intentional."

Lu Xun quickly understood the reason and a serious look suddenly appeared on his face.

He saw through the plan of Pang Tong and others, but there was nothing he could do. He was mainly in a defensive position and could not launch an attack on the enemy.

He glanced at the soldiers around him and saw that they all had looks of fatigue on their faces, which was completely different from the common hatred and solidarity they had shown in the past few days. There was even a look of despair on their faces.

After being filled with passion, what remained was only calmness. Looking at the countless soldiers outside the city wall and the wall that could collapse at any time, the soldiers had already understood that Moling City could no longer bear it and the fall of the city was a matter of time.

These soldiers could collapse at any time and be defeated by the enemy.

"Boom, boom!"

That morning, the sky and the earth opened up, the sun just appeared above the horizon, and the sound of war drums rang out outside Moling City. Countless soldiers in black armor slowly approached.

Ladders, battering rams and other siege weapons were put in place, and the soldiers on the city walls stood up one after another. Even though they knew there was no defense left on the walls, they still quietly looked at the enemies outside the city.

The enemy is about to launch a general attack.

For some reason, the soldiers no longer had any fear in their hearts. Instead, they felt a little relieved. Perhaps dying on the battlefield was the best option.

"The general has ordered that those who surrender will not be killed! The general has ordered that those who surrender will not be killed!"

"The general has ordered that those who surrender will not be killed!"

On the city wall, a team of cavalry shouted loudly, and the sound reached the city wall and immediately caused an uproar.

According to the propaganda of Cao Ang and others, once the Cavalry Army broke into the city, they would massacre the entire city. Not only would they die, but their families would also die, so everyone would fight to the death.

Now the enemy said that those who surrendered would be spared, which made everyone feel more happy and fortunate. If they gave up their weapons and surrendered to the court, they might be able to save their lives.

"Hmph, don't believe them, they are deceiving you. As long as you surrender, they will enter Moling. Then, you will be prey to them and they can kill you however they want." Lu Xun retorted loudly.

However, this time, the soldiers did not listen to him. Only at this time, when they could lose their lives at any time, did they realize the importance of staying alive. As long as they could save their lives, other things didn't matter at all.

The drums of war sounded, and the Cavalry finally launched an attack. This was the first large-scale attack on the city since Zhang Liao's siege. Countless soldiers swarmed forward.

For a moment, the entire Moling City was filled with shouts of killing. Xiao San clenched the spear in his hand, which was covered with sticky blood and was almost unable to hold. His palms had already cracked, and every time he exerted force, he felt a piercing pain, but he did not dare to let go.

The shouts and screams were getting closer and closer. He heard the dull thud of ladders being put on the city walls, the whistling of arrows breaking through the air, and the groans of his comrades falling. The thick smoke choked him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. Tears kept flowing, but they couldn't wash away the blood in front of his eyes.

"Hold on! Hold on, everyone!"

The captain's voice was already hoarse, but he was still shouting at the top of his lungs. Xiao San knew that the captain's right arm had just been cut off by a fierce cavalry soldier, and was only hastily bandaged with a strip of cloth, with blood soaking half of his body.

He heard a muffled groan in his ears, and another wave of arrows came. He squatted down subconsciously, and sure enough, he heard the sound of arrows nailing into the wooden board.

A figure fell at his feet, and a pair of dead eyes appeared in front of him. He recognized the other person's origin, it was his neighbor Zhang Si.

Zhang Si was a little slow, and an arrow hit him right in the throat. He was already dead.

Zhang Si was an old soldier, who was said to have followed the Marquis of Wu in many battles. He always boasted about how many battles he had participated in. Last night, he secretly gave him half a piece of bread, saying that he was still young and needed to eat more to have the strength to kill the enemy.

Now Zhang Si is dead, right in front of me. Maybe I will be the next one.

With a loud "bang", the city wall shook violently.

Xiao San staggered and almost fell.

He heard someone shouting, "The gate! The gate is about to be broken!"

Xiao San's heart suddenly tightened. He looked towards the city gate. The moat there had been filled up long ago. He saw a group of people and horses surrounding a battering ram, hitting the city gate, making a series of loud noises. He had guessed that the heavy city gate was shaking violently, and even the beam behind the gate had cracks. Every collision seemed to hit his heart.

"Gold juice! Pour the golden juice quickly!" I heard the eldest master shouting at the top of his lungs.

Several soldiers hurriedly lifted the oil pan, but before they reached the city wall, a rocket hit the oil pan.

With a loud "bang", the gold juice splashed everywhere, emitting a foul stench, and the high temperature burned the soldiers.

Screams rang out one after another. Xiao San saw a soldier running wildly on the city wall and finally falling down.

The loud noise came again, one after another, as if it was ringing in my heart.

The area within several feet of the enemy tower was within the coverage of bows and arrows. There were no soldiers stationed there, so the cavalry could only allow the city gate to be crashed.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise from the city gate. This time, the beam couldn't bear the weight and broke into two pieces.

This time, Xiao San finally heard the sound of the city gate collapsing and the enemy's deafening shouts of killing.

The city of Moling finally opened its gates to the cavalry, and countless soldiers and horses swarmed into the city.

The soldiers who were fighting on the top of the city were in a daze and didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)