C2 Guarding the City

"Damn it!" Behind the army formation outside the city, the general of the Yellow Gown Army, Sun Xia, angrily shouted and threw the horsewhip in his hand onto the ground. Why is this Nanyang City so hard to fight! "

Next to Sun Xia, the general of the Yellow Gown Army, Liu Ping, quickly clasped his hands at Sun Xia and said, "General! I can't keep fighting! Let's retreat for now! " Liu Ping could clearly see that the Yellow Gown Army had always relied on morale. Now that morale had dispersed, how could these troops made up of ordinary civilians be a match for these well-equipped soldiers? Rather than wasting troops, it was better to retreat early and conserve energy.

Sun Xia also knew that Liu Ping was speaking the truth. However, he really couldn't take it anymore. In the half month that they had been attacking Nanyang City, almost every time they had tried to attack the city, they were beaten down. It was as though every time he was about to kick the door, he would discover that the door was made of iron and couldn't be kicked at all!

However, although he was unwilling, Sun Xia also knew that it would be a waste of his time to continue like this. He took a deep breath and waved his hand, ordering the army to retreat. Seeing Sun Xia in such a state, Liu Ping immediately stepped forward and comforted him, "General, you don't have to be discouraged. If we don't succeed here, maybe the other three sects might succeed too!"

"Humph!" It would be better to not talk about it. After saying this, Sun Xia's expression became increasingly gloomy. He coldly snorted, turned around and galloped his horse towards the military camp at the back. If he couldn't succeed, Sun Xia didn't want the yellow-clothed youth army attacking the other three sects to succeed either. Otherwise, wouldn't that mean that he was inferior to the commanders of the other three sects?

Liu Ping, on the other hand, didn't know why Sun Xia was angry. He was just a small general under Sun Xia's command, so he naturally didn't know about the inner workings of the Yellow Scarves Army. Since Sun Xia had already left in a bad mood, the task of consolidating the troops fell to him. Liu Ping directed the retreating yellow-robed soldiers to slowly gather together while looking at the proud figure standing on top of the city wall with a passionate gaze. Through his half a month of observation, Liu Ping already knew that the reason why the yellow-robed Army had repeatedly failed was all because of that officer!

At the top of the city wall, Luo Yang seemed to have sensed something and turned his head to look outside the city, where he and Liu Ping stared at each other from a distance. Luo Yang's lips curled up slightly and laughed: "Interesting! "It seems that the Yellow Gown Army is not without people!"

"Sir!" "My Lord!" A loud cry rang out. Luo Yang immediately turned around and saw a soldier running up to the top of the city with a face full of anxiety. Let's go to the east gate and take a look! General Huang! "General Huang, he …"

When Luo Yang heard the soldier's words, he immediately felt his head tighten. He looked at the soldier's nervous face helplessly and said, "Alright, alright! I know! I'll go right now! " With that, Luo Yang looked around and confirmed that the yellow-robed soldiers had retreated. He hired a subordinate and asked him to clean up the battlefield. According to his experience in this half month, once the yellow-robed soldiers retreated, there would be no more attacks today. After dealing with all this, Luo Yang hurriedly rushed to the east gate under the urging of the officer.

When he arrived at the gate of the east gate, before he even went up, Luo Yang heard the sounds of people shouting for battle from the other side of the gate. Luo Yang immediately frowned and turned to ask the officer who was leading the way, "Why is General Huang out of the city again?"

The soldier didn't say anything and only looked at Luo Yang with a wry smile. Just from his expression, Luo Yang had already gotten the answer he wanted. With a long sigh, he immediately ran to the top of the city. As soon as he got on the city walls, he saw that the city walls were already in chaos. Officials wearing black armor and yellow-robed soldiers were mixed in and were engaged in an intense battle.

When he saw this situation, Luo Yang wordlessly raised his spear and charged into the middle of the battle. He took a big step forward, and with a single spear thrust, he pierced through one of the yellow-robed soldiers. He used his strength to lift the other soldier's body and directly smashed him into a few nearby yellow-robed soldiers. When Luo Yang turned around, he saw a soldier being pushed to the ground by several soldiers. Those soldiers brandished their machetes and were about to cut down on the soldier.

At this critical moment, Luo Yang picked up a few large sabers from the ground and quickly knocked them down in the air. Those sabers then aimed at the yellow-robed soldiers, instantly chopping off more than half of their heads. Then Luo Yang quickly ran to the soldier who fell to the ground and shouted: "Do you have any strength left? If you do, don't lie on the ground and play dead! "Get up and kill the enemy!"

"Here!" The officer thought he was dead for sure, but he didn't expect to be able to survive. Seeing Luo Yang appear in front of his eyes, how could he not know that Luo Yang had saved his life. The soldier immediately shouted loudly and immediately stood up from the ground. He picked up the large blade beside him and rushed towards the yellow-robed soldier while screaming.

The officers and soldiers on the city wall were being suppressed by the yellow-robed soldiers. Although the soldiers were well-equipped, there were simply too many of them. Since there were no generals leading them, they were forced to retreat step by step. If Luo Yang had come a little bit later, perhaps the entire city would have been overrun by the yellow-robed Army!

Luo Yang's arrival greatly reduced the pressure on the soldiers on the city walls. At least, when the soldiers saw Luo Yang coming, they had a backbone in their hearts and they all started to fight back. Luo Yang fought his way to the center of the city and saw the yellow-robed soldiers climbing up the ladder to the top of the city. Luo Yang stabbed the yellow-robed soldiers beside him with his long spear while shouting to the soldiers on his left and right, "Move aside these escalades! Away! Don't let the bandits continue to charge up to the city walls! "

After shouting, Luo Yang was the first to rush to the side of the female wall. Coincidentally, a yellow-robed soldier stuck his head out from the other side of the wall, and Luo Yang immediately thrust out his spear, leaving a hole on his forehead. The yellow-robed soldier still had the joy of successfully climbing to the top of the city walls, but he had no strength to support his body as he fell backwards. Luo Yang took the opportunity to strike the iron while it was still hot and took a big stride forward. The long spear in his hand hooked downwards and struck the ladder. With an angry roar, he forcefully pushed the ladder, which was already filled with soldiers of the Yellow Gown Army. The ladders, along with the screams of several of the yellow-robed soldiers, streaked across the sky in a trajectory, leaving the city walls and falling down.

The soldiers followed suit, killing the yellow-robed soldiers on top of the city walls, while pushing down the escalators with all their might. After all, these ladders were made at the last minute, and since the Yellow Gown Army was divided among the four walls, there weren't many ladders built here. Of course, the soldiers of the Yellow Gown Army wouldn't just sit by and watch as the soldiers pushed away the escalator and cut off the road of blood they had painstakingly carved out. They did everything they could to obstruct their way as well.

However, the equipment of the yellow-robed soldiers were far too inferior to that of the soldiers. Thus, the morale of the soldiers gradually rose under Luo Yang's leadership. As such, the situation on top of the city walls gradually turned around. As the ladder to the cloud deck was pushed away by the soldiers, the number of yellow-robed soldiers that could reach the top of the city walls became fewer and fewer. Of course, there were also many ladders that were pushed up again, but this delay greatly reduced the speed of the yellow-robed soldiers as they charged towards the top of the city. The yellow-robed soldiers on the top of the city walls, under the command of Luo Yang, were suppressed into a corner, no longer able to raise any big waves.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Luo Yang heaved a sigh of relief and covered the wound on his arm with his hand. During the battle, Luo Yang was not completely unscathed. He had at least seven wounds on his body, but fortunately, none of them were vital to his life and would not affect his movements. Looking at the yellow-robed soldiers who were stubbornly resisting despite being forced into a corner, a trace of hostility flashed across Luo Yang's eyes as he made a downward slashing gesture towards the officials and soldiers. When the soldiers saw this, they naturally understood what Luo Yang meant. Initially, they only wanted to trap the yellow-robed soldiers, but after that, they started to kill. Soon, not a single one of the yellow-robed soldiers were left alive in a pool of blood.

Luo Yang had to find some time to stand beside the female wall and look outside the city. He saw a middle-aged war general outside the city waving a long cloud blade in his hand, riding a jujube colored steed, constantly fighting against the encirclement. Although the number of yellow-robed soldiers outside the city was countless, they still couldn't do anything to the middle-aged general. The middle-aged general relied on his saber and horse to come and go as he pleased.

"Master Luo!" "General Huang has been fighting outside the city for more than four hours. Should we leave the city to help?" A soldier who recognized Luo Yang walked up to him, his face full of worry as he looked at the battling middle-aged general outside the city.

Luo Yang waved his hand and said, "It's fine! There was no need to worry about General Huang's safety! You just need to guard the city well! When the yellow-robed soldiers saw that they could not do it, they would naturally retreat! "At that time, General Huang's problem will naturally be resolved!"

As if to prove Luo Yang's words, the middle-aged warrior fighting outside the city threw his head back and laughed loudly, "Awesome!" Delightful! I want to see! How did you, a rabble, take my life! Come on! Come on! "Hahahaha!"

Luo Yang smiled, pointed at the middle-aged war general outside the city and said to the soldier, "Look! Am I right? General Huang is fine! We need to repel the bandits as soon as possible! " When the officer heard the middle-aged general's shout, he couldn't help but reveal a strange expression. He smiled helplessly, cupped his fist, and shouted at Luo Yang. Then, he walked away to fight with the yellow-robed soldiers that were preparing to charge at the top of the city.