When the Guards reached the city gate like chopping melons and vegetables, some of the Yellow Turban Army had even given up their resistance in despair. They believed that the rebellion and uprising was a serious crime to destroy the nine clans, and even if they surrendered, they would definitely not be able to survive. Therefore, many people closed their eyes and looked like they were waiting to die. Wenmin knew that the Yellow Turban Army could not surrender in these plot battles, so they did not let the soldiers show mercy.

The guards quickly rushed into the city gate, but at this time they did not continue to fight into the city, but instead guarded on both sides of the city gate to prevent the Yellow Turban Army from counterattacking in the city.

Moreover, since the Yellow Turban Army outside the city is either killed or squeezed out of the moat, some are even squeezed and trampled to death, of course, a very small number of them have escaped. In short, these Yellow Turban Army are no longer so chaotic, and even those who have just entered the city can accept the command of the guards.

Therefore, Zhao Hong, the Yellow Turban Army, quickly ordered the organization of the most elite soldiers to compete for the city gate, and it is necessary to retake the city gate before the large army of the government army arrives!

So the Yellow Turban Army in the city rushed to Yunze Army at the gate of the city one after another. This time, these Yellow Turban Army were really desperate. They knew that if they did not regain the city gate before the large army of the government arrived, once the enemy in front of them persisted until the arrival of the government army, the city would be like a group of helpless lambs and could only be slaughtered by others.

Since the city gate is so big, even if the Yellow Turban Army cannot exert its numerical advantage, even if they continue to rush towards Yunze Army like a wave, the infantry guarding the outermost periphery remained motionless like a reef in the sea, while the archers behind could cause huge damage to the enemy.

Finally, after more than half an hour of persistence, the Yellow Turban Army on the top of the city saw countless official troops pressing overwhelmed like dark clouds. The Yellow Turban leader Zhao Hong finally collapsed on the ground in despair. The subordinates around him quickly helped him up and asked him what to do next.

Zhao Hong replied to them: "What else can I do? The leader of Ma Da failed to launch an uprising in Sili, and all our rebels in Runan were defeated by the official army. Now our troops are left around us. Originally, I planned to rely on Wancheng to confront the official army, to buy time for the great wise and good teachers in Jizhou, and wait for the great wise and good teachers to rescue us. But I didn't expect that these official troops were so cunning. They deliberately attacked the rebels in Xihua and deliberately drove them to our city so that they could get the opportunity to cheat the city gate!

Since the city gate has been occupied and we cannot destroy this group of tenacious official troops for a while, we will definitely be defeated this time." When we said this, Zhao Hong suddenly changed his depressedness just now, stood up, and said tragically: "Since we decided to participate in the uprising, we have already made preparations to lose our heads long ago. Even if we surrender, those official troops will not let us go. Instead of being destroyed by the nine clans, it is better to fight to the death now and eliminate more official troops, which can be regarded as a contribution to the great cause of the great wise and good teachers. If the great wise and good teachers succeed at that time, we will definitely not forget us, and our family will be treated well. Therefore, brothers, fight with me and the official troops to the end!" As he said that, Zhao Hong waved his arms and almost roared his last sentence.

After hearing Zhao Hong's words, the Yellow Turban soldiers around them also shouted: "Fight to the death to the end! Fight to the end!" The sounds were rising and falling, and then more and more Yellow Turban soldiers shouted after hearing this slogan. In the end, all the Yellow Turban soldiers in Wancheng were driven and shouted the slogan "Fight to the end".

The consequence was that Yun Zejun, who was guarding the city gate, suddenly felt pressure. The Yellow Turban Army, who had already been desperate, seemed to have taken Dali Pills again, giving people the feeling that their strength had suddenly increased by one level.

The Han army outside the city also heard the deafening shouts from the direction of Wancheng, and heard the determination of the Yellow Turban Army in the city to fight to the end. They were also a little scared. After Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun met, they both felt something was wrong. Although Wenmin and others had successfully seized the city gate, the Yellow Turban Army in the city had a belief that they would die. Under this belief, each of them could burst out several times of their strength. Even if they were annihilated in the end, the price they had to pay would definitely be very heavy.

Moreover, the momentum of the soldiers on his side has been completely suppressed by the Yellow Turban Army in the city. If they really fight, they will play less than 50%. As one rises and the other falls, they will definitely suffer a great loss. Therefore, the most important thing at the moment is to encourage the morale of their own troops, at least not be suppressed by the other side too much.

So Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun shouted to their subordinates: "Now the Yellow Turban Army in the city is just fighting for beasts! They are just a group of farmers. They used to be able to compete with us by relying on the city wall or number advantages, but now their number is not as large as us, and their strength is far weaker than us. Moreover, our friendly forces have seized their city gates, so we will win in this battle, and our great man will win!" As he said that, he raised his arms and shouted: "The great man will win! The great man will win!"

Then all the Han army shouted, and the sound covered the Yellow Turban Army in the city. With this kind of mental hint, these Han soldiers, including some players, were eliminated a lot of fear and tension about war in their hearts, and their morale became high.

When Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun saw that they had successfully raised the morale of their soldiers, they finally let go of their worries and ordered: "Everyone, attack towards the city gate!"

After the Han army rushed into the city gate, Wenmin asked the Guards to give up their positions to the Han army, while he concentrated his troops on one direction to attack to give up his positions to the subsequent troops.

When the Han army rushed into the city gate and replaced Wenmin and his position to attack the city, they finally felt the pressure from Wenmin and his team. The strength of these first waves of Han soldiers entering the city was actually not weak, most of them were level 8 soldiers, and the number of level 9 soldiers was not small, but when facing the crazy counterattack of these Yellow Turban Army with only level 7 or level 8, they were forced to move forward! They could never continue to advance into the city, opening up the situation for the subsequent troops.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun saw that the Han army was blocked at the city gate and could not move forward. They were so anxious that they could not rush into the city to fight the enemy as soon as possible, even if the city gate had been seized, the enemy could still attack their soldiers from the city wall. If they continued to stalemate like this, they would not be able to consume it. However, they were helpless in the face of such a situation. Now the enemy was blocking them with their lives. Even if one was killed, another would immediately rush up to fill the space behind them regardless of their death.
Chapter completed!