With a bang, the huge impact drowned out all the noise on the battlefield.
Ma Chao's eyes lit up, and he finally saw the gate of Shimoben Castle being knocked open by a car.
What's even more dramatic is that at this time, a flying stone happened to pass over Ma Chao's head and hit the main flag on the head of Shimoben Castle.
The crisp snapping sound immediately drew a burst of cheers from Ma Jiajun.
Ma Chao never thought that a small Shimoben Castle would actually take him three days.
Fortunately, at this time, he was finally able to swing down the big gun held high in the air: "Warriors, remember, this attack is focused on the heart.
After entering the city, civilians are not allowed to be killed indiscriminately.
Only those stubborn religious elements, Follow me and eradicate it completely."
For a time, Huang Yuan's Ma family's cavalry, Zhao Yun's white horse followers, and the Ma family's infantry whose morale had soared in front were galloping like a tide.
After the trebuchets and lathe crossbows stopped attacking, the infantrymen used ladders and flying machines to fly over the city like apes.
The trapped soldiers who fought their way in immediately cut off the slings and lowered the suspension bridge to welcome the Ma family's most intimidating cavalry troops into the city.
The reason why we couldn't attack for a long time this time was not because Shimonoseki Castle had high walls and thick walls, nor was it because there were good generals guarding the city, nor was it because there were plenty of soldiers and horses in the city.
It's because Ma Chao really didn't expect that this city would be the holy land of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect.
All the believers in Wudu County who believed in five buckets of rice took refuge in Xiaben City in advance before the Ma family launched a large-scale attack.
The Ma family suddenly attacked Xiabian, and the tens of thousands of believers in the city became the most solid city wall, resisting the Ma family army for three days.
In the past three days, Ma Chao saw his arrow letter urging surrender, which was altered with blood and shot back into the camp; he also saw the madness of those believers who gouged out their hearts on the city wall and vowed to defend the city with death; and even saw those who The fanatics used their last strength to hold the Ma Jiajun soldiers and jump off the city wall to die together.
At the beginning of the war, Ma Chao played relatively restrained.
Still following the principle of conquering the heart, but after seeing the power of religious fanaticism, Ma Chao gradually lost his temper, completely gave up the idea of being gentle, and ordered the massacre of the Five Dou Rice cultists.
This was originally a battle of faith, and there was no compromise However, despite this, Shimoben Castle still held on for three days under repeated attacks from the crossbow artillery and the sea of flying rocks and people.
Until this moment, Ma Chao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Lord, this is just the beginning.
In Shimoben City, there are completely hysterical Five Pecks of Rice cultists at this time.
If they attack so hard and those desperate cultists start fighting in the streets, our cavalry will be unable to move even an inch and suffer heavy casualties."
Yang Xiu saw that he had rushed to The Ma family cavalry at the city gate spoke quickly.
"This is already a decisive battle to the death.
There is no room for change at all.
Do you think those believers will coexist peacefully with the Ma family?"
Ma Chaozhou also thought of such an outcome, but he had no choice at all.
Someone picked up the reins of the horse and shouted loudly: "The big waves will wash away the sand.
What will be left behind will definitely not be this group of religious madmen whose brains have been broken.
Follow me and kill all the fools who only live in fantasy."
"Lord" Yang Xiu wanted to persuade him again, but after the elephant dragon and horse horse hissed loudly, he stepped on the sleeping corpses on the battlefield like an arrow from the string, and rushed into Xiaben City like a sharp black arrow.
"Dezu, my lord is right this time."
Li Ru slowly walked up to Yang Xiu, sighed, and said, "You are from a famous family, so you may not have much memory of the Yellow Turban Rebellion.
But you always know, What methods did the three Zhang Jiao brothers use to cause the greatest disaster in the Han Dynasty?"
"The sky is dead, Huang Tian is here to stand" Yang Xiu murmured, and couldn't help but ask Li Ru: "Religious brainwashing is really so terrifying, it must be completely eradicated from the body before it can stop."
"The remnants of the Yellow Turbans in Runan have recently rebelled, and the Black Mountain Army has been annexed to the state for many years.
It has been almost ten years since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and those thugs who firmly believe in Zhang Jiao's teachings are still unrepentant even after Zhang Jiao's death for so long.
Also In the past three days, those believers have been paranoid and fanatical without fear of life and death.
Do you still think that the power of religion is not terrible at this moment?"
Seeing that Yang Xiu was stunned and stopped speaking, Li Rufu sighed again and said: "My lord is lucky, because Zhang Lu placed five buckets of rice in the sacred place in the center of the government, and we can destroy them all; but at the same time, my lord is also unlucky.
Yes, because if we don’t find Zhang Lu’s main force for a decisive battle as soon as possible, then a few more holy places will consume our army.”
"die" Ma Chao used another force in his hand, lifted the big tree that had three people in it, and attacked a stunned cultist.
The screams and screams suddenly resounded through the sky.
The believer did not die immediately after being pierced through the chest and abdomen.
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Instead, he watched helplessly as his intestines slipped out of his body and was dragged to the ground by the running of the elephant, dragon and horse, his expression was extremely painful.
After that, what saved him was that the dangling tree was finally overwhelmed and suddenly broke halfway.
Then, the merciless iron cavalry of elephants, dragons and horses hit the believer hard on the head, causing his brain to burst and ending his miserable experience.
However, when Ma Chao looked up again, he saw all the Ma Jiajun and the followers fighting fiercely and inextricably.
After all, these believers have not received formal military training, and their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of the Ma Jiajun.
Moreover, they did not set up any obstacles such as horse ropes and antlers to hinder the cavalry's progress, allowing Ma's army to shuttle through the streets and alleys with ease, and kill the believers with Yuan Rong's crossbows.
From the whole situation, it seems that Ma Jiajun is leading a massacre.
However, in a situation where everyone is a soldier, many tragic accidents still happen.
A cultist had two broken spears stuck in his abdomen, and a section of his intestines was flowing out of his body.
He was still fighting to the death.
His red eyes were burning with a beast-like light.
A hostile Ma Jiajun did not stay a moment and was killed.
The cultist's two knives merged and cut off the head like scissors.
After cutting off the heads of the officers and soldiers, the heads of the believers also drooped like eggplants beaten by frost, and they died.
A Ma family soldier was skilled in swordsmanship and cut off a congregant's legs with one sweep of his sword.
But before the sergeant could relax, the congregant had already rushed over ferociously and grabbed his throat.
The sergeant big Horrified, he stabbed the believer's chest and abdomen crazily with his knife.
In an instant, the believer's chest and abdomen were all blurred, but he still stared angrily, holding his hands tightly, and bright red blood fell from his gaping eyes, looking as hideous as a ghost.
A strong Ma Jiajun rode a believer on his crotch, strangled the believer's throat with both hands, and was about to force himself to death, when several cold spears mercilessly pierced his broad shoulders and back, and the sergeant's eyes With a sudden glare, a wisp of bright red blood slowly spilled out from the corner of his mouth.
From this point on, his wife and children at home would never see him return again.
The howling wind whipped up yellow dust all over the sky, confusing Ma Chao's eyes.
At this moment, his heart was like this loess, he couldn't see or explain clearly.
It's absolutely not possible to continue like this
Although the mourning soldiers are invincible, there are definitely ways to destroy their defenses.
The sharp sword of the Ma family must not be broken in the crazy hands of these religious elements.
Ma Chao's eyes were about to burst.
He suddenly saw the turbulent chaos in front of him: it was the five-douchin temple in Xiaben City.
Most of the believers gathered around the temple, fighting to the death with the Ma Jiajun.
Yes, that's right there As long as the last line of defense in their hearts is destroyed, the followers will no longer have the will to fight.
With a sudden lift of the horse's reins, Ma Chao saw that Zhao Yun, Taishi Ci, Gan Ning, Zang Ba, Gao Shun, Huang Yuan, Huang Zhong, Li Yan and other generals were marching towards that place with their troops: that's where Xiabian was.
The city’s last psychological barrier must be broken through by the Ma Jiajun: