Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 109 The Great War
As the last spearman walked into the camp, the gate slammed down. Li Yang looked at Fang Fan who was waiting at the gate and smiled, his face pale.

"one move."

"Brother, you are so awesome and handsome!"

Tang Jiajun didn't know when he ran over, his expression was excited, his eyes were bright, and he looked at Li Yang adoringly.

Suddenly, Li Yang's legs went limp and he almost fell to the ground. Seeing this, Tang Jiajun's expression changed drastically, and he asked hastily.

"Brother, what's wrong with you."

Li Yang turned pale and waved his hands.

"Can't die."

Seeing this, Fang Fan patted Li Yang on the shoulder and said slowly.

"You've worked hard."

Hearing Fang Fan's words, Li Yang grinned and fell down.

Seeing this, Fang Fan hurriedly supported him, turned his hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, opened it, poured it into Li Yang's mouth, and then helped him sit up cross-legged.

After the dragon marrow entered the abdomen, Li Yang's face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the abdominal wound shrank rapidly, recovered, and healed, and finally only a piece of tender red newborn skin was left.

And Fang Fan had already stepped on the fence, looking at the rushing Yellow Turban Army, his face was cold.

Beside him, Fan Fei quickly adjusted his defensive deployment.

Ning'an Village lacks generals who are good at cold weapon warfare, so in desperation, Fan Fei can only be ordered in danger.

Of course, Fan Fei is also very clear about this, he himself has some points, knows how much he has, how much ability he has, and how much he can do.

Because he knew that he was not good at cold weapon warfare.

Therefore, he abandoned all crooked ways, did not sneak attack, did not ambush in advance, and did not take advantage of the chaos to attack the opponent's formation.

He only does one thing, defense, an upright defense, an aboveboard defense, no loopholes, and no loopholes to exploit, a defense that must be attacked.

And this happened to be the place that Fang Fan admired the most and made Fang Fan feel at ease.

Under his command, although the [-] spearmen in the camp didn't make any contribution, they didn't make any mistakes. Everything was in order and ready to fight.

And under the anger of that adult, the Yellow Turban Army rushed up in a swarm, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, looking very messy.

And the group of people rushing to the front still carried long wooden ladders on their shoulders, obviously preparing to storm the wall.

Since there are no archers or long-range units, they can only watch them approaching, which directly wastes the best output time of the defenders.

The distance of 300 meters was fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, the Yellow Turban Army rushed under the wall.

With cold eyes, Fang Fan scanned the Yellow Turban Army, searched several times, and finally found his target.

Fang Fan knew the unit of the Yellow Turban Army. He had seen it under Zhang Ning before. It was the Yellow Turban Warrior, the real Yellow Turban Warrior, a low-level special unit.

Even if it is only the first level, it is also an extremely powerful existence.

However, the current Yellow Turban warriors are somewhat different.

Fang Fan had a deep memory of Zhang Ning's yellow turban fighters, and what impressed him the most was the fanaticism, fearlessness of death, pain, and fearlessness.

But under the frenzy, the eyes of those yellow scarf wrestlers are still agile, they are all normal, like normal people, they still have emotions.

But now these things are different, the eyes of these rushing yellow turban wrestlers are equally fanatical.

But under the fanaticism, he is full of sluggishness, like a marionette, like a fool.

And behind every dozens of yellow scarf fighters, there will be a person wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a yellow booklet, and it is these people who have attracted Fang Fan's attention.

These people have sharp eyes, obviously there is nothing wrong with them, but they are all closely guarded by yellow-turban wrestlers with dull eyes, waiting for idlers to get close to them.

Before Fang Fan had time to look, the ladder they were carrying was already on the wall.

clatter!clatter!clatter!
There was a muffled sound, and one ladder after another was erected on the wall.

However, there are no hooks on these ladders like the legendary siege ladders, which would hook the walls, they are simply placed on top of them.

As soon as the ladder was set up, yellow scarf wrestlers with fanatical eyes climbed up the ladder one by one.

"kill!"

Long Yuan unsheathed, cut off his head with a sword, and started the prelude to this war.

One by one, the spearmen stabbed their long spears and flew away, killing the yellow turban wrestlers who were trying to climb up.

Fang Fan frantically reaped the lives of the yellow turban wrestlers with one sword and one sword. He guarded the three to five meter long wall alone, and no one could rush up.

But Fang Fan didn't have a relaxed expression on his face, on the contrary, he was a little dignified.

Relying on his magic weapon, relying on his strength, no one can be his opponent, but ordinary spearmen are in trouble.

It can only be said that the Yellow Turban Warriors are worthy of being called special arms.

Unafraid of death, they rushed up from the pupae and rushed upwards. More importantly, on the stairs, when they were attacked, they ignored the wounds on their bodies and fell down desperately. Long gun, pull the spearman down.

The spearman was caught off guard, and a huge force came from the spear, and the whole person was taken down directly.

Falling off the fence with the yellow turban wrestlers, no miracle happened, and died tragically directly in the enemy's way.

At that moment, if a team leader who had cultivated the true shape of the Golden Emperor hadn't reacted immediately, led his troops to fill in the loopholes, and forcibly repelled the yellow turban warrior, the opponent might have rushed to the wall.

Seeing all this, Fang Fan was suddenly a little apprehensive and a little apprehensive.

Why did Zhang Jiao conquer half of the Han Dynasty with a mere militia?

Based on this, I am afraid it is this kind of madness, this kind of madness that is fearless and frightening.

He was willing to cut himself to pieces and dared to pull the emperor off his horse, he did it!
Resisting the urge to interfere, he observed the battlefield and Fan Fei.

Fan Fei didn't participate in the battle, and was a little behind the wall, watching the whole situation.

Fang Fan saw him give a few orders, and the way the spearmen fought changed.

Retreat with one blow, not giving the yellow turban wrestlers a chance to grab their weapons.

Cooperate in twos, in case the weapon is caught, the other person will quickly help to rescue.

When chopping the stairs, one person attacks the yellow turban wrestler on the ladder, and the other person attacks and destroys the ladder.

After a few orders, the battle situation quickly stabilized again. Although it was still difficult to resist, there was no danger of collapse in a short time.

Seeing this, Fang Fan nodded in satisfaction, and he relaxed a little bit. While killing the enemy, he still had the mind to pay attention to the overall situation.

As time passed, Fang Fan's eyes swept across the Yellow Turban Warrior, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply.

Not far away, right in front of the gate of the camp, dozens of yellow-turban wrestlers approached the camp bit by bit, carrying tree trunks more than one meter thick.

Every time they took a step, the ground seemed to vibrate, and they approached step by step, pointing directly at the gate of the village.

"Come on, hold on!"

On the fierce battlefield, dozens of yellow-turban wrestlers stepped on pools of blood, carried huge logs, and ran towards the gate of the camp.

Boom!
A loud noise overwhelmed the fierce shouts on the battlefield, and sawdust flew all over the sky.

puff!
Many gunmen standing behind the gate immediately spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and their faces were a little pale.

Even the wall trembled under the impact.

The giant log carried by the yellow turban wrestler was shortened during the collision, and the originally sharpened end had become rotten, but this did not affect the next impact of the giant log.

I saw the dozens of yellow turban wrestlers backing away silently and charging again!
Boom!
There was a loud noise, the walls under his feet were trembling, and the gate groaned under the impact, and the reinforced gate beams had already been twisted.

"Splash water!"

At this critical moment, Fan Fei's shout rang in everyone's ears. Everyone in the battle reacted quickly, and one of them ran to the back, picked up the iron pot, and poured the boiling lake water in the air.

The boiling water floated in the void, bursts of steam rose up, and in the steam, the boiling water fell.

"Ahhhh!!!"

PS: Thanks to Jiamao for the reward of 5000 starting coins in March, the boss likes to mention the number one fan list, thanks to the boss, the boss is generous.

But by the way, how did you manage to reward five thousand at once?Is there an option of five thousand?curious
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