Chapter 219: The Battle of Yecheng Continues to Ferment

"Cough, cough, cough... Tell the Third Brother to hurry, take Yecheng..."

Zhang Jiao paid a heavy price to unleash the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder technique, killing hundreds of thousands of Han troops and shattering the defenses of Yecheng, naturally securing the only chance the Yellow Turbans would have to take the city.

The message was relayed.

General of People Zhang Liang immediately led millions of Yellow Turban soldiers and tens of millions of player troops to launch the largest-scale assault on Yecheng yet.

"Kill!"

"General of Heaven Zhang Jiao is truly too overpowered!"

"He actually summoned heavenly thunder!"

"This is simply the method of a deity!"

"Isn't it! I almost knelt down and shouted, 'Which fellow Daoist is undergoing their tribulation here?'"

"It seems we were right to choose the Yellow Turban faction. With an existence of Zhang Jiao's level, how could we fail to take down the Han faction?"

The impact of the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder technique did more than destroy Yecheng's defenses; it boosted the morale of the Yellow Turbans.

Even the player troops who had joined the Yellow Turban faction were filled with high spirits, beginning to follow the main Yellow Turban army in the assault on Yecheng.

Now, the defenses of Yecheng were in a precarious state.

Most of the siege equipment had been lost, and even the city gates were on the verge of collapse.

Under such circumstances.

It would be easy for the Yellow Turbans to occupy the walls or break through the gates of Yecheng.

"Reorganize the formations!"

The various generals of the Han army and the military marshals under them raced against time, hurriedly adjusting their chaotic troops.

The reserve forces within the city climbed the walls one after another, filling the gaps created by the Han army under the thunder attack.

The Golden Dragon controlled by Lu Zhi was riddled with holes under the strikes of countless heavenly thunders, and along with the Painting of Mountains and Rivers, it dissolved into fluorescent light and fell.

Subsequently, Lu Zhi's body trembled, and his complexion did not look good.

It was clear that he had consumed a vast amount of stamina in his clash with Zhang Jiao.

However, even so.

Lu Zhi's gaze remained fixed.

"Strategist Skill: Reorganize Military Might!"

With a sweep of the brush and ink from the long sword in his hand, the strategist skill was activated; the panicked Han soldiers regained some composure, and their morale began to rise gradually.

The Yellow Turbans had returned, charging at Yecheng's defenses regardless of the cost.

Because Su Li had not consumed much stamina during the heavenly thunder, he immediately took Zhao Yu and Zhang He off the city wall.

He joined up with the two thousand Crimson Blood Dragon Cavalry and blocked the front line of the city gate.

Liu, Guan, and Zhang also chose a city gate to defend.

The other two gates were guarded by the remaining two units of the Five Schools of the Northern Army, the Yueqi Camp and the Tunqi Camp, led by generals such as Zong Yuan.

Each performed their duties.

The advantage of Zhang Jiao and his cohorts was their sheer numbers and the power of the demonic book, the Taiping Essential Arts.

The advantage of the Han army lay in the elite nature of their troops and the strength of their generals.

Setting aside Su Li, Zhao Yu, Lu Zhi, Zong Yuan, Ju Shou, Xu You, and Liu, Guan, and Zhang.

There were still dozens, if not hundreds, of Han generals and strategists.

Among these people, although there were no top-tier warriors or top-tier strategists.

The vast majority were intermediate or high-level warriors and strategists.

The strength they could exert themselves or the strength of the troops they commanded was naturally incomparable to the Yellow Turbans.

With both sides relying on their respective advantages.

The Yellow Turban army continued to charge wave after wave, once reaching the walls and occupying the gates, but Su Li, Lu Zhi, Ju Shou, and Liu, Guan, and Zhang commanded the battle with all their might.

Zhang Jiao's Nine Heavens Profound Thunder technique, combined with the Yellow Turban army's human-wave tactics, still could not take the sturdy Yecheng.

Until night fell, the Yellow Turban army was forced to retreat like a receding tide.

But such a battle for a provincial-level city clearly could not last for only one day.

By the second day.

The Yellow Turbans set up their formation again and continued to attack the city.

Now, Yecheng had lost more than half of its defensive equipment, and its troop strength had decreased by at least thirty percent, which was a huge advantage for the Yellow Turbans.

Two consecutive days of fighting.

The number of corpses lying beneath Yecheng reached over a million.

It even attracted vultures to forage in the gloomy sky, and broken yellow turbans and shattered armor could be seen everywhere on the battlefield.

The young Zhang He wiped his already blood-stained golden spear.

Two days of continuous fighting made his eyes increasingly sharp and spirited.

Su Li's originally blood-colored flowing light dragon-patterned heavy armor was dyed even redder by the blood of the Yellow Turban army.

The fanaticism of the Yellow Turbans over these two days left Su Li with lingering fears.

If not for the high professional strength of the Crimson Blood Dragon Cavalry and the power of Liu, Guan, and Zhang.

And the sheer number of the Five Schools of the Northern Army led by Lu Zhi, perhaps Yecheng would have already been captured by Zhang Jiao.

But if this continued.

Yecheng would inevitably be drowned by the endless Yellow Turban army.

"My lord, what is your take on the outcome of this great battle?"

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During a lull in the fighting, Su Li asked the mysterious person beside him.

"If the current defensive battle continues, the chances of your Han army winning are very slim."

The mysterious person said as much.

"Then what is your brilliant opinion, my lord?"

Su Li scrutinized the mysterious person.

Ever since the mysterious person had blended into his troops, they had not made a move.

At most, they ensured the heavenly thunder did not fall on his side.

It seemed they had no intention of intervening in this battle at all.

But since the mysterious person had appeared.

There was no reason for them to stand by and watch.

It was quite unfathomable.

One could not guess what medicine they were selling in their gourd.

"Young Master, do not overestimate me."

The mysterious person saw Su Li's doubt and immediately said: "I only know some tricks of deception and have some ability in breaking demonic arts; for this kind of battle, I cannot play any role."

"Otherwise, to avoid the suffering of the common people, I would have already taken action."

"It is a pity that I do not have the ability to stop this battle, and I can only rely on you, Young Master, to defeat Zhang Jiao and the others."

"So that I may seal the power of the demonic book on Zhang Jiao and the others!"

Having said this, the mysterious person hesitated for a moment before continuing: "However, I can see that although the power of the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder technique unleashed by Zhang Jiao is great, Zhang Jiao himself must pay a not-insignificant price. Perhaps this is an opportunity to defeat him; it just depends on how you choose..."

How to choose?

Su Li's eyes flashed slightly upon hearing this.

In fact, he had also thought of this; it made no sense for Zhang Jiao to unleash such a large-scale technique without being affected himself.

This point could be seen from the fact that Zhang Jiao had not appeared since unleashing the technique yesterday.

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