The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 588, Shooting and Killing Thirty Thousand Jiangdong Soldiers

It's just that Zhou Yu didn't have time to think about it, and all the yellow scarf soldiers raised their cold and eye-catching crossbows in unison. The archers and crossbowmen seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the quiver on their bodies was bulging, full of carved feather arrows. Whether it is an ordinary archer, Li Erniu's magic arrow battalion, or Zhao Yun's five thousand white horse Yicong, they all aimed their arrows fiercely at the panicked Jiangdong soldiers in the city.

"Gongjin, long time no see, how have you been?" Pang Tong flashed out of the crowd shaking his head.Pang Tongjiu was pulling on the straw sandals, his robe was half open, and he was holding a wine jug in his hand. His face smelled of alcohol, obviously he had just had a drink, and even his shoes and clothes were messed up.

"It's you, Fengchu Pang Shiyuan." Zhou Yu was taken aback.

"Hehe, originally you and I had the opportunity to become the same palace robes, but your master is too narrow-minded and doesn't know people. It's a pity that I went to join him and ignored him. It's a pity, but Gong Jin, hey, are you listening? What am I talking about? Turn your back to me, what's the matter, isn't it too impolite." Seeing Zhou Yu turn around, Pang Tong suddenly complained unhappily.

Now that he was trapped on all sides and was about to be taken as a target, Zhou Yu didn't have the time to talk to Pang Tong, so he turned around and ordered the troops to withdraw.

"Hey, Gongjin, don't we talk anymore?" Pang Tong was disappointed, he couldn't help but raised the flagon in his hand, and ordered angrily, "Since you don't have time to pay attention to me, let's talk about something serious and let's shoot the arrow."

Zhao Yun on the side was almost pissed off by Pang Tong. The enemy soldiers were already trapped. With such a good opportunity to attack, Pang Tong still wanted to chat with them. Isn't this delaying the business?
As Pang Tong raised the jug and gave an order, the Spike Arrow in Zhao Yun's hand shot out immediately. The sharp arrow was as fast as the wind and lightning, leaving an afterimage in the air, and it went straight to Zhou Yu's back in the flash of lightning. go.

Zhou Yu, who has been leading the army all year round, is not a scribe who has no power to restrain a chicken, and his kung fu is also unusual. Suddenly hearing the strong wind behind him, Zhou Yu suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly flashed sideways, but Zhao Yun's star chasing arrow The attack was fierce, as fast as a shooting star, even if Zhou Yu made a dodging movement, he still got hit by an arrow on his right shoulder unfortunately.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Zhao Yun couldn't help sighing secretly when he saw this scene.

At the same time, all the yellow turban archers bent their bows and set their arrows one after another, and the sharp arrows shot out, instantly interweaving into an impenetrable net, ruthlessly enveloping the Jiangdong soldiers in the city. There were [-] crossbowmen, and the lethality was astonishing. In just one salvo, thousands of Jiangdong soldiers were killed or injured. died.

Zhou Yu endured the arrow wound on his shoulder, and desperately led his troops to drill into the secret passage, but the crowd was crowded together, panicked and trampled on each other, and it was impossible to enter the secret passage smoothly, let alone a secret passage with eight people walking side by side. The time is too narrow for nearly 3 Jiangdong soldiers.

"Retreat to the gate of the city." Zhou Yu hurriedly changed the order.

But the arrows were raining down from the top of his head, and they came densely. Before he could reach the gate of the city, Zhou Yu lay down on the ground behind him. ,
The sharp arrows are ruthless, the yellow scarves are brave, and they are condescending. The power of the bow and crossbow can be exerted to the maximum. The sound of running instantly gathered into a sea of ​​noise, but there was no shout of killing inside, because the Yellow Turban soldiers were all at high places, and it was difficult for the Jiangdong soldiers to launch an attack.

"Hey... so pitiful." Pang Tong couldn't help sighing as he watched the Jiangdong soldiers fell to the ground like waves of wheat.

Involuntarily picked up the jug and poured it into his mouth, "Ha, what a pleasure."

Facing Pang Tong's heartless personality, the soldiers on the side almost vomited blood in anger. What kind of military adviser is this? Just now he was sighing for so many soldiers killed and wounded, and in a blink of an eye he shouted proudly again.

It's really personal, it's not human.

However, Zhao Yun has a stern expression from the beginning to the end, and he must not show mercy to the enemy, otherwise when will the lord's hegemony be realized.

What's more, Jiang Dong has repeatedly broken his promise, and everyone has been suffocating for a long time, full of anger, wishing to take them all out of the pot, so naturally they will not show mercy.

Zhou Yu finally led [-] remnant soldiers to the gate of the city, but the gate was closed tightly, and there were constant shouts and killings outside. Obviously, the opponent had heavy guards outside the city.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Wow..." Suddenly hearing the sound of running water in the distance, Zhou Yu took a closer look, only to find that a lot of river water had flowed into the city at some point, and the water flow was getting bigger and stronger, and gradually It's gone beyond the feet.

"Very vicious Pang Shiyuan."

Those Jiangdong soldiers who managed to rush into the secret passage didn't have to go far, the river poured in, and the water flowed down, almost all the water in the city poured into the secret passage in an instant.

Gradually, the water in the secret passage is getting bigger and bigger, and it has already approached everyone's waist. No matter how good the water skills of Jiangdong soldiers are, there is nothing they can do in the secret passage. After all, the time for a person to hold his breath in the water is limited. Fill it with water and it will be the end of the world that awaits them.

"Swish, swish..." The yellow scarf soldiers were merciless, and they kept shooting and killing the survivors in the city. In less than an hour, more than half of the Jiangdong soldiers were killed or injured. A total of [-] soldiers would not kill a single one. Under the record of the Yellow Turban soldiers, they fell unwillingly in Wuling City.

And the water in the secret passage finally filled up, and the Jiangdong soldiers crowded inside were suffocated to death in the secret passage before they could escape in time.

"Military Master, you didn't dig up all the Yuanshui outside the city, did you?" Zhao Yun turned around and asked while shooting arrows.

"How can it? My lord has said beforehand, let me not play too much. When the water overflows their necks, I will order people to block the breach." Pang Tong showed a harmless smile on his face, slightly disappointed. replied.

It seems that I am a little disappointed that I can't enjoy myself.

"Not past the neck? That's not too much." Zhao Yun and others all frowned into a black line.

As time passed bit by bit, the shouts in the city became less and less, and the water became more and more powerful. The enemy soldiers were all submerged, and the water finally stopped.

The dead bodies of Jiangdong soldiers floated everywhere on the water, like the dumplings cooked at home during the Chinese New Year, floating with the waves, swinging up and down, it looked extraordinarily rhythmic, but the blood in the city dyed the water a blood red, full of thick The smell of blood made people frown.

Only a few survivors struggled in the water with their heads barely exposed, thumping their bodies unceasingly.

(End of this chapter)