Chapter 81: Who are the 'elite soldiers' trained for?
In the next few days, the daily shouting from outside the city continued, and there would occasionally be intermittent attacks from various camps, but everyone knew that such attacks would not be able to break the city.

A month has passed.

Good news came from Yingchuan, Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Nanyang and other places.

Cao Cao and Liu Bei could no longer sit still.

In the handsome tent.

Cao Cao, Liu Bei bowed and said seriously: "Marshal Ye, after a month of training, the morale of the soldiers is high and their fighting spirit is high."

"On the contrary, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army is low on the city wall, while other places are reporting victories. Now is a good time for us to break into the city and capture the thieves. How can we miss this opportunity?"

Ye Feng motioned for the two to sit down, looked at Xindu City, and said with a smile: "Do you really think that the Yellow Turban Army in the city has no power to counterattack?"

Cao Cao and Liu Bei looked at each other and nodded in unison: "In the last battle, all our elite troops were killed. Now Zhang Jue is at the end of his rope. How can he have the ability to fight back?"

Ye Feng said: "How about we make a bet?"

"Except for the cavalry which cannot attack the city, you can mobilize all your forces. I don't care how you deploy them."

"As long as you can climb up the city wall and hold on for a quarter of an hour, you will win. How do you think?"

Cao Cao, a dazzling look flashed in Liu Bei's eyes: "Marshal Ye, what are the benefits if we win?"

Ye Feng said: "I will report the truth to the court and ask for the first credit for you."

"Can!!"

The two of them left the general's tent happily. Zhao Yun, who had been beside Ye Feng, asked in confusion: "My lord, isn't a quarter of an hour too easy?"

"The combat effectiveness of the officers and soldiers is still much stronger than that of the Yellow Turban Army."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "After three days of absence, you should look at each other with new eyes!"

"Do you really think the Yellow Turban Army on the city wall has not changed?"

"To tell you the truth, even if we don't have the advantage of being on high ground, in a decisive battle in the wilderness, as long as our four battalions of cavalry don't move, these officers and soldiers will definitely not be a match for the Yellow Turban Army."

"This"

Zhao Yun didn't know why Ye Feng was so convinced, and his eyes were naturally full of doubts.

Ye Feng patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder: "Let's go and watch the show!!"

"woooooo"

The charge horn sounded, and teams of soldiers attacking the city lined up in neat rows in the camp.

Accompanied by Cao Cao and Liu Bei's orders, 20,000 people filed out and rushed towards the city wall with murderous intent.

"kill!!!"

The catapults approached under the protection of the shield soldiers, and the ladders approached the city wall surrounded by countless soldiers.

“Shoot, shoot!!”

Zhang Bao on the city wall roared loudly.

As the roar fell, countless arrows flew out like raindrops.

Screams were heard, and many soldiers were shot by arrows and fell to the ground, with the sounds of wailing and screaming continuing.

But even though the first wave of attack was thwarted, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Zhang Fei and others behind him also urged loudly.

They all know the principle that the first effort will be strong, the second will decline, and the third will be exhausted.

If you fail to reach the city wall the first time, it will be even more difficult to fight your way up again.

Under the personal command of the three men, more and more ladders approached the city wall, and countless officers and soldiers rushed up one after another.

"Kerosene, rolling stones, throw them down!"

"Don't be stingy. Let the officers and soldiers know how powerful we are."

Zhang Bao encouraged morale while shouting loudly.

Under his command, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was high.

But apart from the Yellow Turban strongmen and a few elite soldiers, most of the Yellow Turban Army were ordinary Taiping Dao believers or civilians.

Although they were eager to fight, they could not stop the continuous attacks. In just two quarters of an hour, soldiers occasionally rushed up the city wall, and although they were quickly driven down, many Yellow Turban generals already felt that something was wrong.

"General Di Gong, please pull up the Yellow Turban Warriors. Otherwise, these untrained people will not be able to stop us."

“If the officers and soldiers are allowed to gain a foothold on the city wall, Xindu City will be in real danger.”

Zhang Bao understood this logic very well, but more than a month ago, Zhang Ning took the Yellow Turban strongman away, saying that he wanted to retrain him. Now he didn't know whether the training was completed. Where could he call the Yellow Turban strongman?
But he couldn't say this casually, so he could only scold Xiao Qushuai who was speaking: "The Yellow Turban Warriors are the elite among the elites, and they will be brought up in the first wave of attack. What's the use of you guys?"

"You all take up your weapons and keep the officers and soldiers at the gates of the city."

"Yes!!"

After several small canal commanders left, Zhang Bao called his confidant and was about to ask him to pass on the message to Zhang Ning.

But the sound of thousands of orderly footsteps was heard in the city, and the next moment a Yellow Turban warrior exuding an even more terrifying look than before appeared on the city wall.

"Each team is responsible for a section of the wall. If anyone is allowed to go up there, the whole team will be punished."

Zhang Ning, dressed in military uniform and looking very heroic, shouted in a cold voice.

After the order was given, five thousand Yellow Turban warriors divided into teams of fifty and dispersed towards the city wall.

Zhang Ning came up to Zhang Bao and said, "Second Uncle, let your men go down. Five thousand men are enough to guard the city wall."

"Too many people would be a hindrance."

Zhang Bao was about to say "better be careful" when he saw with his own eyes that five thousand Yellow Turban warriors had joined the battle to defend the city, and the situation suddenly became clear.

Several places occupied by officers and soldiers were recaptured, and the officers and soldiers on the ladders could no longer reach the city walls.

"Ning'er, how come this Yellow Turban warrior is so much more powerful?"

"How did you train?"

"If there are another 20,000 Yellow Turban warriors like this, what will the soldiers outside the city be worth?"

"You continue to train. If you need people, I will give you people. If you need things, I will give you things."

A smile appeared on Zhang Ning's lips, and Ye Feng's figure appeared involuntarily in his mind.

"Uncle may not believe it if I tell you this, but this is the Three Talents Heaven-Slaying Battle Formation that Ye Feng taught me!"

"Each Yellow Turban warrior can exert 120% of his usual combat power without sacrificing any energy or blood."

Zhang Bao's smile froze, his eyes full of confusion: "Are we really going to give away our decades-old foundation?"

"He is our enemy, the murderer of your uncle!"

Zhang Ning also showed a complicated look on her face. Her relationships with Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were average.

After all, in recent years, the three Zhang Jiao brothers have always been thinking about how to expand the Taiping Dao and how to conquer the world.

After a brief silence, Zhang Ning said, "We don't have another way."

"If we don't cooperate with Ye Feng, all the dozens of members of our Zhang family will be wiped out."

"If my second uncle were in my father's shoes, what would he choose?"

Zhang Liang was silent: "With these Yellow Turban warriors, don't we have any chance of winning?"

Zhang Ning smiled bitterly and said, "Today's battle is for 'training', and these soldiers are not for us to use, but for Ye Feng!! "

"Ok?"

"What do you mean by that, Ning'er?"

"Isn't this our Yellow Turban Warrior?"

Zhang Ning looked at the city wall and sighed: "Anyone who has practiced the skills given by Ye Feng will be affected by mental power."

"That is to say, the people these Yellow Turban warriors want to be loyal to the most are no longer us."

"what!"

"This"

On the city wall, Zhang Bao was in disarray.
(End of this chapter)