Chapter 210: Blood-Colored Ye City 《Please subscribe!!!》

"Able to take two of my moves, still considered a good hand."

Zhang He put away his spear indifferently and threw himself into defending the city again.

This made Su Li's eyes flicker.

Some special NPCs in this world could break through the limits of troop types after growing up and become martial generals.

Some could even become particularly powerful existences.

Even if most of them could only become ordinary martial generals, not comparable to famous martial generals like Zhou Cang or He Man, they were not too weak.

It was a pity that they met Zhang He, one of the Five Generals of Excellence.

Although Zhang He was still young, his martial power had absolutely reached the posture of a top martial general.

Even Zhao Yu might not be Zhang He's opponent now.

If he could abduct him to his command.

Relying on his hundred-fold growth talent, perhaps he could even cultivate Zhang He into a peerless martial general comparable to existences like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei!

Looking at Zhang He's heroic posture, Su Li's schemes in his heart grew stronger.

Yet it was also at this moment.

"The Blue Heaven is dead, the Yellow Heaven shall stand!"

"The year is Jiazi, great fortune under heaven!"

Zhang Liang shouted, and the power of the Taiping Essential Arts Human Scroll covered all the Yellow Turban army attacking Ye City.

The morale of the Yellow Turban army became even higher, even fanatical, like moths to a flame, recklessly charging at the city wall.

Accompanied by this madness, the catapults in the rear also bombarded the city wall time and again, trying to shake Ye City.

Ye City's giant catapults and bed crossbows were also constantly firing, smashing thousands of Yellow Turbans with giant stones and crossbow bolts, blood mist filling the air!

The sky was gloomy, the wind was howling, and blood dyed the entire Ye City red.

Under this blood color, the Yellow Turban siege towers gradually approached the city wall of Ye City.

"Awoo roar!"

Suddenly, a crisp dragon roar echoed over Ye City.

Then, accompanied by this dragon roar, a green dragon-like saber light slashed through the air, directly cutting a tall siege tower into two halves!

"No! Help!"

The upper part of the siege tower slid down as if space had shattered, and the Yellow Turban archers standing on the siege tower were either killed on the spot by the green dragon-like saber light.

Or they were smashed to death by the collapse of the siege tower, emitting bursts of screams.

"Guan Yu has made a move!"

Su Li looked in that direction.

He did not know if it was his illusion.

He felt that Guan Yu's strength seemed to have improved another level compared to a few days ago.

With just one slash, he destroyed a siege tower that threatened the city wall.

Under the influence of Guan Yu's momentum, the morale of the Han army troops was also climbing.

If it was said that on the Yellow Turban side, Zhang Liang and Zhang Jiao used the sorcery Taiping Essential Arts to influence the Yellow Turban morale.

Then for the Han army, it was martial generals like Guan Yu who influenced the Han army's morale with their own momentum or the martial general characteristics they carried themselves.

Under the influence of both sides.

The battlefield formed by the entire Ye City was like a meat grinder; every breath, countless troops fell.

The city wall, dozens of meters high, was like an insurmountable chasm, with various rolling stones, logs, fire oil, and crossbow bolts pouring down, and the corpses piled up like mountains at the foot of the city wall.

The entirety of Yecheng had become a blood-soaked battlefield.

Relying on their overwhelming numbers, the Yellow Turbans employed a human-wave tactic to assault the walls of Yecheng.

Even if it meant trading several or even ten Yellow Turbans for a single Han soldier, the Yellow Turban side found it an acceptable cost.

Had this been any other army, there might have been deserters paralyzed by fear, refusing to advance.

But under the influence of the demonic books in the hands of Zhang Jiao and his cohorts, all the Yellow Turbans—including the player troops who had joined them—had fallen into a state of fanaticism.

They had only one goal in their hearts: to capture Yecheng.

"Lord Su, look quickly, the Yellow Turbans have begun attacking the West Gate!"

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Zhang He shouted suddenly, pointing toward the West Gate in the distance.

In truth, Su Li did not need Zhang He's reminder; he had already noticed the situation at the West Gate.

Under the great spell cast by Zhang Jiao that caused the winds and clouds to churn, the Han army's archers were not the only ones affected; everyone's vision had been impaired.

Before anyone knew it, a battering ram had actually approached the West Gate, the most weakly defended part of Yecheng.

They intended to breach the gate directly.

Once the West Gate was broken and the Yellow Turbans flooded into the city, it would inevitably tip the scales decisively in the battle for Yecheng.

"We must stop that battering ram from reaching the gate! Which general is willing to go down and destroy the enemy's ram?"

Lu Zhi had also noticed this by now and immediately asked the group.

Before Liu, Guan, or Zhang could step forward, Zhang He, who was by Su Li's side, showed his bold spirit and took the initiative: "General Lu, I am willing to lead troops out of the city to destroy the battering ram!"

"I am also willing to provide support to Commandant Zhang."

In order to build rapport with Zhang He, Su Li did not oppose Zhang He's decision; instead, he strongly supported it and took the initiative to request to provide reinforcements for Zhang He.

As for why he would go to such lengths when Zhang He's strength was more than enough to destroy a battering ram, he had his reasons.

It was entirely because:

The troops escorting that battering ram were not ordinary soldiers, but a special unit among the Yellow Turbans: the Yellow Turban Warriors.

And there were quite a few of them.

A full four or five thousand.

It was precisely because so many Yellow Turban Warriors were escorting it that the ram had been able to bypass the Han army's bed-crossbow fire unscathed.

Almost every bolt fired at them had been blocked by the wall of flesh formed by the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Therefore, Su Li estimated that even with Zhang He's current strength, facing four or five thousand Yellow Turban Warriors to destroy the ram would be quite dangerous.

If he could wait until Zhang He was in a dire situation and then lend a hand, or perhaps save his life,

He imagined his favorability would skyrocket.

Furthermore, Zhang He did not hold a very high rank under Wang Fen at the moment.

Relatively speaking, his sense of belonging was not particularly strong.

With high favorability, it might not be impossible to find an opportunity to recruit him later.

"Good! Then I ask General Zhang and Lord Su to make sure that battering ram is destroyed!"

Lu Zhi did not hesitate and nodded in agreement.

— Author's Notes —

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