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Chapter 50 The Battle of Ye City (12) - Siege

Flying stones ran away from the city, causing the Yellow Turban soldiers to sacrifice continuously below the city.All I could see were the fallen corpses slowly stacking up around the ladder, forming a "wonderful" circle.But even so, there are still yellow scarf soldiers climbing up the ladder. Even if they know that he will die in the next second, they climb up without hesitation.

Zhao Lei felt very sad when he saw the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were desperately climbing the ladder.Could it be that ancient wars were so cruel that human life was not taken seriously at all?Now just throwing a rock lightly will end the lives of at least two or three people.

What makes Zhao Lei even more sad is, is it worth it for these people to sacrifice their lives for a monarch like Zhang Jiao?
Just as Zhao Lei was in a daze, he suddenly felt a shock on the tower, and Zhao Lei felt the entire city wall shake.He asked the soldier beside him what was going on, and the soldier motioned Zhao Lei to look for himself.Under the protection of the shield, Zhao Lei's head slightly sticks out of the city wall for a look.Wow!A piece of the city wall was smashed flat.Zhao Lei looked in the direction of the parabola, and saw a few Yellow Turban soldiers not far away who were struggling to lift the second stone and put it on the giant catapult.Apparently, the stones were launched from this thing, and this catapult was several times larger than the other catapults around it.

"Isn't that a giant catapult?" Zhang Han said aside.

"Second brother, is it from the Dunjia Heavenly Book? Then it's no wonder that Zhang Jiao knows about this thing. I seem to have heard about it from the master before." Zhao Yun said.

"Zilong, lend me your bow and arrow." Zhang Han said without seeming to answer Zhao Yun's question.

"Second brother, what are you going to do?" Zhao Yun didn't understand.

Zhao Lei's eyes lit up when he saw this scene.Zhang Han is the captain of the shooting team in the police academy, and his shooting level is no lower than that of professional athletes. Although the bows of ancient times are very different from the current bows in terms of pulling force and shape, this change will not affect Zhang Han. Chinese.

"Zilong, does your bow have a long range?" Zhang Han asked Zhao Yun.

"Second brother, don't worry, it's more than enough to shoot at the catapult. But if you want to shoot Zhang Jiao, I'm afraid you still can't. Haha!" Zhao Yun seemed to understand what Zhang Han wanted to do next, and said.

"I don't have the time to shoot him, come and give me my bow." Zhang Han said.

Zhao Yun handed him the bow.

"Second brother, do you know how to shoot an arrow? Can you hit it?" Zhao Yun held a skeptical attitude.

"Want to gamble?" Zhang Han's black-bellied attributes broke out again.

Zhao Yun covered his mouth and shook his head repeatedly.

"I said, there is a war now! You are still joking." Zhao Lei walked over and patted Zhao Yun's helmet.

Zhao Yun hurriedly walked over to continue commanding the battle.

"Man, it's up to you." Zhao Lei understood when he saw Zhang Han holding a longbow and aiming at the catapult opposite him.

Zhang Han bent his bow and took an arrow, squinted his eyes, and aimed at the catapult.

The bow and arrow flew towards the catapult with a "cough", and hit a Yellow Turban soldier in the throat with no deviation.

"I don't want to kill people either." Zhang Han said to himself while shooting.The shooting that I learned in college came in handy here—to kill people.

The other soldiers thought that the person who was hit by the arrow was just hit by random arrows, so they didn't pay much attention and continued to move the boulder.

A second arrow pierced the sky and lodged in a man's neck, causing him to fall.

The soldiers looked in horror at the two corpses that were still alive and now lying on the ground, and realized that someone was indeed shooting at them, not random arrows.A strong sense of fear arose in my heart.They looked around, not knowing where the cold arrow came from, and whether they would be the next one.

Due to the soldiers' hesitation, the catapult did not throw out another stone. Zhang Jiao felt it was strange, so he sent someone to ask. After learning the reason, Guan Hai volunteered to go over to check and urged the soldiers to continue moving the stone.

After Zhang Han vaguely saw a yellow-turban general walking towards the catapult, the soldiers began to move the stones again.So he drew his bow again and shot an arrow at Guan Hai.

Guan Hai was different from other ordinary soldiers. He vaguely heard the sound of arrows flying towards him, squinted his eyes, swung his knife, and knocked the arrow shot by Zhang Han to the ground.At the same time, he also found Zhang Han on the city wall.

He snatched a bow and a few arrows from the archer next to him, and then shot an arrow at Zhang Han.When Zhang Han saw the flying arrows, his heart was not disturbed, and he smiled slightly. He opened his bow and set up an arrow, aimed at the flying arrows, and shot the arrow in his hand, only to see that the arrow hit the one Guan Hai shot. The arrows landed simultaneously.

"Who is this person? How can he have such high archery skills." Guan Hai was shocked.

At this time, the second boulder had been loaded, and the earth shook again, and the city wall was smashed again.

"Oops!" Zhang Han thought, so he took three arrows and shot towards the boulder cart, but Guan Hai shot them down one by one with a knife.

"It looks like I'm going to stay here and make sure the boulder cart can work, otherwise those soldiers won't have the guts to throw stones." Guan Hai thought to himself.

But Zhang Han decided to capture the thief first, capture the king first, shoot the enemy general first, and then stop the catapult.So the number of arrows on his bow increased to five, and they flew towards Guan Hai together.

Guan Hai is not a god either, facing so many arrows at the same time, and this time they all flew towards him, this time he did not block Zhang Han's offensive.Although three arrows were knocked out, another arrow was planted in his left hand and right leg. Guan Hai screamed and fell to the ground.

The soldiers beside Guan Hai quickly raised their shields to block Guan Hai.Guan Hai yelled in the shield: "Protect the soldiers beside the catapult from being shot in the back by the enemy."

But it was too late for him to shout. Before the soldiers holding their shields could walk over, they saw that several people had been shot down by arrows, and the rest of the soldiers also fled, and the catapult stopped working.

"What are you running for? Come back to me." Guan Hai shouted at the fleeing soldiers.

But under the threat of death, nothing will work.The giant catapult was parked there, and no one dared to approach it. It felt like a death zone.Although other small catapults are still attacking the city walls, the walls of a big city like Yecheng are still very strong, and small stones cannot smash through the city walls.

The scouts informed Zhang Jiao of the situation in the catapult area, but Zhang Jiao didn't care too much, and ordered the army to continue the strong attack. After all, the siege of the city did not rely entirely on the catapult, so he ordered to continue the attack.

Zhang Han glanced at the boulder cart over there, and found that no one was staying there, so he relaxed and stopped shooting there.

"Your archery skills haven't regressed!" Zhao Lei said from the side.

"I saw countless blood on my hands." Zhang Han stared at his hands and answered the question.

"It's the blood of the enemy, not the blood of innocent people." Zhao Lei emphasized.

Zhang Han looked at Zhao Lei's resolute eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

"My lord, we are running out of stones." The soldier interrupted their silence.

"Hurry up and prepare boiling water, we must block the enemy's offensive." Zhao Lei ignored Zhang Han and turned to the soldiers.

Zhang Han calmed down and continued to stand on the tower to observe the movement of the enemy.

(End of this chapter)