Chapter 208
"The year is Jiazi, the world shall be prosperous!"
"We are specially ordered by the Great Virtuous Teacher to attack Zhuoxian and suppress the fated person!"
"I limit you to open the city gates and surrender immediately, and convert to my Taiping Dao, otherwise I will break through Zhuoxian immediately and leave no one alive!"
Over a million people shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.
Within a radius of dozens of miles, their voices seemed to be echoing.
Su Li, who was mixed in among them, could naturally hear the content of what the Yellow Turbans were shouting clearly.
Casting aside the meaningless words, his focus fell on these few words.
Guan Hai.
Attack Zhuoxian, suppress the fated person!
Guan Hai doesn't need to be mentioned; he is one of the top experts among the Yellow Turbans, and even facing a famous general of Seeing Guan Yu's level, he could hold out for over a dozen rounds.
But what made Su Li confused was that in his memory, Guan Hai only encountered Liu, Guan, and Zhang when he was besieging Beihai in Qingzhou, and was killed by Seeing Guan Yu.
How could he appear so early, and even lead the Yellow Turbans to attack Zhuoxian, where Liu, Guan, and Zhang were located?
Additionally.
The goal of Guan Hai's trip was to be ordered by the Great Virtuous Teacher to attack Zhuoxian and suppress the fated person!
Attacking Zhuoxian is easy to understand, but suppressing the fated person.
It sounds confusing?
Who is the fated person?
Could it be Liu, Guan, and Zhang?
Why would the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao call them the fated person?
Don't know why.
Zhang Jiao's image suddenly became mysterious in Su Li's heart.
Moreover, he had a feeling that I'm afraid the Zhang Jiao of this world was far more powerful than the one in history.
After secretly pondering for a while.
The Great Han faction defending Zhuoxian had already begun to respond.
There was no extra mouth-cannon session.
After Guan Hai and the others clamored.
Countless arrows covered the area toward this side!
Very clearly.
This was the attitude of the Zhuoxian side: surrender is impossible; if you want to fight, then fight!
"Hehe, since you don't choose the wide road and insist on walking the single-plank bridge, then don't blame me, Guan Hai, for being impolite!"
Guan Hai didn't talk nonsense either, holding the ghost-head saber high, and smiled coldly: "Brothers, today whoever breaks through Zhuoxian and kills the fated person will be the Great Virtuous Teacher's meritorious minister in overthrowing the world, and being enfeoffed as a marquis and prime minister is just around the corner!"
"Kill!"
As soon as the words fell.
The Huang Jin units, including the players, rushed toward Zhuoxian crazily.
There were no fancy formations, no siege towers, no catapults; all there were were scaling ladders that could be transported quickly.
But as long as there were scaling ladders, it was enough.
Because including the players who joined the Huang Jin faction, the number of all Yellow Turbans was over a million.
With such a huge military strength, attacking a county city, why would they need siege towers or catapults?
And why would they need to pay attention to any formations?
Everyone swarmed toward the arrow screen shot by the Zhuoxian side, rushing over alive.
Then they put up scaling ladders, climbed the city tower, snatched the control of the city defense, and finally opened the city gates from the inside to let everyone in.
Zhuoxian would be taken!
In fact.
Guan Hai was doing exactly that.
Relying on the huge population base, he didn't care about the city gates at all and directly sent people to attack the city wall alive.
At the beginning, the defense of the Zhuoxian side was quite stable; not only were there city walls over ten meters high, but there were also some city-defending machines.
For example, rolling logs, stones, and that kind of wolf-tooth hammer that could be dropped hanging on the city wall.
Relying on these machines, the defenders on the city wall of Zhuoxian beat back the Yellow Turbans who were trying to climb the city wall time and time again.
But as time passed.
More and more Yellow Turbans approached the city wall of Zhuoxian.
More and more scaling ladders were placed on the city wall.
More and more Yellow Turbans attacked through the scaling ladders.
The defenders on the city wall of Zhuoxian, who were clearly only one-tenth or even one-several-tenth of the Yellow Turbans, began to fall short.
Soon, Yellow Turbans attacked a section of the city wall.
Just like the butterfly effect, all sections of the city wall began to fall one after another.
Until all the city walls were lost, the Zhuoxian generals on the city tower had to lead the remaining defenders to retreat.
They began to retreat toward the direction of the Peach Garden.
Because, today, three heroes were swearing brotherhood there, and many local soldiers from Zhuoxian had gathered.
Although the Zhuoxian generals also knew that relying on the little military strength in the Peach Garden was not enough to stop the million Yellow Turbans in front of them.
But treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor was better than continuing to guard the city tower and watching the enemy kill them.
The Zhuoxian defenders retreated, and the city gates were naturally opened by the Yellow Turbans.
"Brothers, follow me to kill into the Peach Garden and suppress the fated person!"
Guan Hai shouted, without continuing to attack other parts of Zhuoxian, nor did he go to loot the commoners.
His only goal for this trip was to be ordered by the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao to suppress the fated person who might affect their great plan of uprising.
As for who it was.
Guan Hai didn't know.
But the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao told him that as long as he entered the Peach Garden of Zhuoxian, visions would naturally appear, and everything would come to light!
Following the order.
A million Yellow Turbans swarmed into the city of Zhuoxian.
"Xiao Yu, let the Crimson Blood Cavalry units disperse and mix in."
Su Li greeted Zhao Yu beside him.
Outside, staying away from the Huang Jin and player units made it harder to be discovered.
Now that everyone was swarming into Zhuoxian, it was easy to expose their identities.
"Understood, Big Brother!"
Zhao Yu nodded and immediately went down to report.
Then, the two thousand Crimson Blood Cavalry began to mix into the million Yellow Turbans in batches, entered Zhuoxian, and walked toward the direction of the Peach Garden.
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