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Chapter 107 Zhang Yang Takes the Lead!
Chapter 107 Zhang Yang Takes the Lead!
As Tian Yan kept urging him on.
More than a thousand Han soldiers dismounted, carrying round shields and hastily made siege ladders, and charged toward the occupied camp.
The remaining three thousand Han soldiers were just waiting for the camp gate to be breached, and at Tian Yan's command, they would rush in like a swarm of bees.
Zhang Yang, who had volunteered earlier, led a troop of swordsmen and shieldmen to the forefront.
His uncle, looking helpless, led hundreds of people to protect him, fearing that his nephew, who was considered promising among the younger generation, might accidentally die in the battle.
When the time comes, it will be difficult to explain to the clan when we go back.
Stand at the back.
Watching this scene, Lü Ping felt a pang of emotion.
Before heading north to attack the Xianbei, he had met Zhang Yang Zhang Zhishu because of Lü Bu, and they had even talked about some things.
Zhang Yang is indeed capable and competent!
He went north with the ambition to make a name for himself! But because his commander was incompetent, he could only waste his time in the Han army's formation, trying to block the Xianbei, but to no avail.
In addition, seeing that his old friend, the former minor official of Shimen Ferry, had made such great contributions, he was probably resentful.
That's when he volunteered to be the first to scale the extremely dangerous terrain!
After the initial reflection.
Lu Ping casually glanced at the generals, wanting to see if there were any historical figures among them.
The historical figures have not yet been found, but when Lü Ping's gaze swept over Tian Yan, who was supervising the battle ahead, a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
Cheng Demou was right when we were with the tribes in the western Xianbei region.
For his own selfish gain, Tian Yan forced himself to be the vanguard, to kill enemy generals and seize flags, and forced all the soldiers to break through enemy lines and die for him.
If there's no chance, then so be it.
When the opportunity arises, it would be fitting to send him on his way.
Xia Yu, who was standing to one side and was practically sitting and waiting to die in the eyes of the other generals, took in the reactions of the generals after Tian Yan gave the order.
Seeing the coldness in Lü Ping's eyes, Xia Yu couldn't help but scrutinize Lü Ping a few more times, his eyes thoughtful.
The thousand-plus Han soldiers, who had just suffered a major battle and were already exhausted, charged toward the main camp ahead.
The distance is getting closer and closer.
The Xianbei people standing on the top all held longbows and arrows that they had just seized from the Han army camp, and they fired arrows downwards!
Countless feathered arrows made by Han Chinese artisans hurtled towards the Han Chinese soldiers below!
Arrows rained down like raindrops!
Ding ding ding!
The arrows struck the round shield repeatedly!
Then it bounced off quickly.
If any Han soldiers didn't have time to raise their round shields, the arrows would pierce their bodies, causing them to cry out in pain.
Just this one volley.
At least several dozen Han soldiers were rendered incapable of fighting.
Under such circumstances.
Zhang Yang, who volunteered to be the first to charge, continued forward without stopping, his shield already studded with arrows.
After several rounds of arrows!
Boom!
Several cloud ladders were finally erected on the city wall!
Zhang Yang's face lit up with joy. He bit down on the ring-pommel sword and almost abandoned his round shield, taking the initiative to climb up the already low-lying camp!
Beside him.
His companions, following Zhang Yang's example, bit their ring-pommel swords and climbed the ladder.
Behind him.
Seeing Zhang Yang taking such a risk, his uncle's expression changed drastically. He suppressed the urge to curse and led dozens of soldiers to hurriedly shoot arrows upwards.
He barely managed to suppress the firepower for his own nephew.
The camp was not high.
While the Xianbei people were hurriedly dodging the arrows, Zhang Yang and his companions quickly climbed up.
The Xianbei soldiers rushed forward to stop them, attempting to drive Zhang Yang and his companions away.
only...
With a swift swing of his ring-pommel sword, Yang Hanyong killed several Xianbei people in an instant, terrifying the rest of the Xianbei into not daring to approach.
In a short time.
He actually managed to lead a few companions and seize a small piece of land in the camp, barely managing to gain a foothold.
It seemed that as long as the Han army below could keep up, they might actually be able to capture the city gate and then take over the occupied camp.
Seeing this scene.
The generals below couldn't help but take a second look and whispered to ask the name of the young vanguard general, barely managing to get an impression of him.
Tian Yan, who was determined to break through the camp, looked smug and couldn't help but glance at the generals.
Tian Yan straightened his back and was about to speak.
The generals' attention was then drawn to the action taking place above.
On the camp.
A dozen or so fierce Xianbei soldiers, led by a young chieftain, did not approach Zhang Yang to fight him. Instead, they all held long spears and, at the young chieftain's command, thrust them at Zhang Yang.
A dozen or so long spears, densely packed like an array, stabbed fiercely at Zhang Yang and his three or four companions who had also come up!
No matter how brave Zhang Yang was, he was helpless in the face of this situation.
He had nowhere left to go.
They could only passively keep retreating backward.
"Step forward!" the young chieftain whispered.
A dozen or so long spears suddenly thrust forward in unison, stabbing fiercely!
Zhang Yang and his three or four companions retreated in unison to the edge of the village. With nowhere left to retreat, they fell straight down in order to avoid the long spears!
As Zhang Yang fell to the ground, he did not get up for a long time.
Above.
The Xianbei people then fired arrows downwards in unison.
In a short time.
In an attempt to cover and rescue Zhang Yang, who had just fallen, many Han soldiers were hit by arrows, and cries of agony filled the air.
Seeing this scene.
Tian Yan's expression suddenly turned cold.
The other generals wanted to step forward to dissuade them, but dared not. They could only watch helplessly as the soldiers, who had barely survived, struggled to live in this camp.
One side.
Lu Bu narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at Lu Ping beside him, and spoke with a hint of doubt.
"Father."
"That young chieftain... he looks so familiar?"
"I think so too." Looking at the young leader, Lü Ping frowned slightly.
"Looking at him, doesn't he look just like Kebineng, the chieftain of that small Xianbei tribe I took in a while ago?"
"It seems to be Kebineng!" Lu Bu nodded, his eyes filled with curiosity.
"Didn't he and Wuerlu follow the mixed Hu cavalry to resist the Xianbei cavalry?"
"How come... they inexplicably ran into the large village, organized men, and started helping the Xianbei people resist us?"
In response to Lü Bu's question.
Lu Ping was equally curious. He shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know much about it either.
As Zhang Yang fell from the camp, he fell into a coma.
On the camp, there was a young leader who had organized a group of long-spear soldiers. Whenever Han soldiers came forward, he would command his men to rush forward and drive them away.
half an hour.
No more Han soldiers set foot on the camp!