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Chapter 117: The Battle of the City

"Shishen, Liu Pi and He Yi are fighting again!" Before the snow outside the window had completely melted, a Yellow Turban general hurried in from outside the door and walked towards Zhang Mancheng.

"Let them fight, kill each one and I can be more purified!" Zhang Mancheng said a little sadly. He felt that he shouldn't have accepted these Runan defeated troops at the beginning.

One by one, they had to take care of their food and accommodation, but also had to solve the destruction between the two sides. Now the situation in Wancheng is in critical condition. These people don’t think about how to defeat the enemy, but they are having a lot of trouble every day for some destruction. Zhang Mancheng has almost used up his energy by mediating disputes for them these days. At this time, when he heard the two fights, he would not fight.

"Is there any movement in the official army outside the city?" Zhang Mancheng sighed, put aside the matter between the two for the time being, and asked with a frown.

Zhang Mancheng still doesn't know whether it is true or false about Zhang Jiao's death, but the morale of the soldiers in Wancheng was indeed greatly affected. Zhang Mancheng was worried that the Han army would take this opportunity to attack.

Don’t look at the large number of people in Wancheng, but only Zhang Mancheng knew in his heart that only about 30,000 people could truly compete with the elites of the imperial court. The previous battle in West Hubei had suffered a lot of losses. If the Han army really came into the city at this moment, he would have no way to do it.

"The Han army was probably blocked by heavy snow in recent days, and it was just repaired in the military camps, and there was no other movement." The Yellow Turban General shook his head and said.

Zhang Mancheng frowned when he heard this. He was also a general of the court in the past and was known for his strict military discipline. What he couldn't hear the most was the possibility, probably such ambiguous words.

"Let the soldiers of the three armies be on guard, don't give the official army an opportunity to take advantage of!" Zhang Mancheng said in a deep voice.

The biggest problem is that there is no movement. Logically speaking, isn’t Zhu Ye sending Zhang Jiao’s death news just to shake the morale of the army? If there is no follow-up action, the move to tell Zhang Jiao’s death news will become a bit redundant. Judging from Zhang Mancheng’s experience in fighting with Zhu Ye, Zhu Ye is obviously not a person who will do such unnecessary things. There must be other plans inside, but it has not been revealed yet.

Zhang Mancheng was a little worried. If Zhu Ye's follow-up measures began to appear, would he be able to handle it?

"Report~" At this moment, a Yellow Turban Army suddenly rushed in from outside quickly and dragged the long voice to Zhang Mancheng's hall.

"What happened?" Zhang Mancheng frowned.

"The Du Shuai, He Yiqu Shuai, Liu Pi, and Gong Du fought!"

"I already know that if they want to fight, don't bother me with this matter again!" Zhang Mancheng waved his hand a little annoyed.

"But..." The Yellow Turban Army smiled bitterly: "The entire city south of the sergeant has now become a group of soldiers, and Wu Ba and Han Zhong are now being involved." The Yellow Turban Army smiled bitterly.

"What?! Why didn't you say it earlier??" Zhang Mancheng was shocked when he heard this and suddenly stood up.

Yellow Turban Army: "…"

"Carry up troops and follow me!" Zhang Mancheng took a deep breath, with anger on his face. These people are really too presumptuous. Is this time when internal war begins?

The Yellow Turban Strongman, who had gathered his personal guards, rushed towards the south of the city.

In the south of the city, Liu Bi slashed He Yi on the shoulder with a knife and said in a stern manner: "You can calculate the accounts of the past well today."

"Hey, I'm just thinking this way!" He Yi slashed Liu Pi's chest with a knife, leaving a deep bone-sighted wound, and blood flowed out.

The two of them were already red in their eyes and attacked each other wildly. The soldiers under their command gave up all their concerns and attacked each other wildly. When Zhang Mancheng arrived, dead bodies had already fallen on the ground.

"Stop it all!" Zhang Mancheng roared with a gloomy face as he looked at the crowd that was already in chaos.

Except for a small number of people on the outside, no one heard of them, and they still fought together forever.

"Arrowman, get ready!" Zhang Mancheng was even more furious when he saw this. With a wave of his hand, rows of archers quickly walked up to the city, and clusters of arrows flashing with cold edges pointed at the chaotic crowd.

When Zhang Mancheng walked up to the city tower, more and more people had discovered that they were so angry that they didn't dare to continue to entangle in this situation. They hurriedly left the battle, but there were still many people fighting together.

"Shoot the arrow!" Zhang Mancheng's eyes turned cold and he waved his hand and said sternly.

"Swish swish swish swish swish~"

A row of arrows broke through the air and sank into the crowd. The Yellow Turban Army, who were fighting together, obviously did not expect that Zhang Mancheng really dared to kill people. They dispersed one by one, looked at Zhang Mancheng in horror.

"Master, what is this?" He Yi and Liu Pi looked good, and they all looked at Zhang Mancheng. Just now, several clusters of arrows were almost shot against their bodies, which scared them into a cold sweat.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Mancheng snorted coldly, and his tiger eyes looked at a group of confused Yellow Turban troops, and said in a stern manner: "Today, I will tell you that in this Wancheng, there is only one voice. You are just my soldiers. Without my orders, you dare to attack the robes again, regardless of the reason, kill them together!"

"Master, they obviously took the initiative first!" Liu Pi said dissatisfied.

"Farting, it was obviously your first move!" He Yi said angrily.

"Enough!" Zhang Mancheng said with a gloomy face: "No matter who takes action first and dares to cause trouble, don't blame me for not being reminiscent of old love and punishing you both."

"He Yi took a deep breath, and facing the angry Zhang Mancheng, he could only temporarily suppress his anger and bowed, "I will know the mistake."

Liu Pi had a strange smile on his face and said, "It's unfair to be so ruthless!"

"Oh?" Zhang Mancheng raised his eyebrows. This was the first time someone had challenged his authority in public and frowned: "How is it fair?"

Liu Pi's smile even more, and suddenly he slashed He Yi on the head with a knife, slashing He Yi to the ground.

"Liu Pi, you are looking for death!" Zhang Mancheng was furious when he saw this and said sternly: "Take this person for me!"

Liu Pi pointed his sword at Zhang Mancheng and said, "You are the one who is close to you and dealing with things in an unfair manner. You are worthy of commanding our army? Soldiers, kill me!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers around looked at the arrow clusters pointing at them, and no one took action. Although they were Liu Pi's troops, they were crazy in this situation and dared to challenge Zhang Mancheng.

"Liu Pi, give my coach Qu back!" Before Liu Pi could speak again, He Man had already rushed out of the crowd, and the iron rod shook and pointed directly into Liu Pi's chest.

"I won't do it yet!" Liu Pi hurriedly raised his knife to catch the iron rod, and roared at the same time.

Zhang Mancheng just sneered when he heard this. He must clean up these gangs of harms today, otherwise it would be difficult to concentrate on fighting with the government army.

Just as he was thinking, a loud arrow suddenly shot out from the crowd, shooting straight into the sky with a sharp roar.

"What's going on? Who fired the arrow?" Zhang Mancheng frowned and asked sternly, and suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Gong Du rushed into the formation and shot He Man's iron rod with one shot, attacking He Man with Liu Pi's left and right, but He Man's iron rod was considered a top player in the Yellow Turban Army. He not only did not fear at all, but even gained the upper hand.

"Kill~"

In the distance, there was a faint cry of killing in the direction of the north of the city. Zhang Mancheng was even more anxious, and he didn't care about Liu Pi and Gong Du, so he hurriedly led his soldiers to the north of the city.

Before he could walk far, a defeated army had already come to him. When he saw Zhang Mancheng, he said hysterically: "Master General runs quickly, Liu Bi ordered people to open the city gate and lead the government army into the city. At this moment, the government army has entered the city. Our army cannot resist the enemy and has been defeated!"

"What!?" Zhang Mancheng staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, the Yellow Turban soldiers next to him were supported and stood firm again. He quickly turned his head and looked in Liu Pi's direction.

But he saw that Liu Pi and Gong Du had retreated into their soldiers and blocked He Man. At the same time, he laughed loudly: "Yes, Zhang Jiao is dead, and it is meaningless for us to continue to resist stubbornly. Why not join the government army with me to avoid the blame!?"

"You deserve to die!" Zhang Mancheng looked at Liu Pi in a serene manner and roared in a low voice.

"Soldiers, the city gate has been broken, the Han army has entered the city. I will capture Zhang Mancheng with me. Not only can I be innocent, but I will also be rewarded and killed with me!" Liu Pi was overjoyed when he saw that the soldiers around him were already shaken, and he shouted, dragged his seriously injured body, raised his sword and said sternly.

"Kill~"

Many of Liu Pi's confidants were already a little nervous when they heard the shouts of killing in the distance. Now that they heard that Liu Pi had already joined the government army, they did not hesitate and rose up to kill Zhang Mancheng one by one.

"Damn it, kill it for me!" Zhang Mancheng's eyes were so bloody that he pulled out the sword from his waist and said sternly.

For a time, near the south of the city, someone wanted to kill Zhang Mancheng to surrender and make contributions, but Zhang Mancheng's confidant also blocked him. Two teams of people fought together. Although Zhang Mancheng's troops were brave, Liu Pi encouraged more Yellow Turban troops, and the two sides formed a group, and for a moment, it was a deadlock.

On the other hand, Yuan Shao successfully led his troops into Wancheng and quickly arranged troops to occupy important places such as the city walls, corner towers, etc. Zhu Jun led the generals to flock in.

"Benchu ​​is worthy of being the descendant of the famous sect. In this battle, Benchu ​​should remember his first merit!" Zhu Jun looked at the Yellow Turban Army, who had fled in panic after a little resistance, and said with a smile.

"It depends entirely on the lives of all the soldiers. Shao dared not take credit!" Yuan Shao was happy and said with a humble smile at Zhu Yan.

"God is merit. If I hadn't been instigated by Benchu ​​to rebel the Yellow Turban Army, how could I have easily attacked Wancheng!" Zhu Yan looked at the chaos in the city and said in a deep voice: "This is not a time to be polite. You should fight bravely to quell the war as soon as possible!"

"Here!" The generals agreed and led their troops into the city. For a moment, the entire Wancheng was in chaos.

"It depends entirely on Xiuming's plan! Shao remembers this friendship in his heart!" After everyone left, Yuan Shao found Ye Zhao and said with a smile.

"Why should I be polite?" Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, "But that Liu Pi, Gong Du, is a disaster. I'll kill him."

"It's time to repair it!" Yuan Shao nodded.

"Don't rush to thank you. You may not be able to find them in this chaos. I think if these two people are lucky enough to die, they will definitely come to vote for you. Don't be soft-hearted at that time!" Ye Zhao said with a smile.
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