The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 13 The Battle of Xia Quyang ([-])
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The yellow turban army camp next to the official road, the sound of the thick war drums roared on the field one after another, the khaki torrent and the red tide scrambled back and forth beside the low wall, scouring.

"Don't go back!"

On the Nanzhai wall, Zhao Ye grabbed a yellow turban soldier who was trying to flee backwards. He saw a cold light flashing in Zhao Ye's hand and a head soaring into the sky. The yellow turban soldier fell to the ground, holding his head and the other hand. Holding a knife, he was as terrifying as a ghost crawling out of hell, and said bitterly, "I'll take your sacrificial flag today!"

"mighty!!!"

The Han army in front came up again, "Put up a certain Qu Shuai here! Who dares to step over this flag, stand up!" After Zhao Ye finished speaking, he jumped up with a knife, and with a sharp blade in his hand, the two had already The Han army soldiers who climbed the wall spurted a bloody arrow from their necks, and fell straight back, taking several Han soldiers on the ladder.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

Seeing that the general was desperate, and behind Zhao Ye's Dajing banner, Huang Angel also showed his sword to block the retreat.The Yellow Turban soldiers around them could only bite the bullet and try their best to block the Han army's offensive.

The Han army soldiers who fell under the ring-shou sword in Zhao Ye's hands no longer know how many people there are. The Han army slowly retreated like a low tide. Zhao Ye bent his elbow, raised the ring-shou sword in his right hand and wiped it away at the elbow. The bloodstains on the body of the ring-shoudao revealed a cold and sensual blade.

At this time, a fallen Han army beside him suddenly jumped up and handed out a short knife. The guards beside Zhao Ye didn't even respond.

"puff."

Between the electric light and flint, the ring head knife was swung out, and Zhao Ye's eyes were quick to cut off the arm of the Han army.

"Clang clang."

The short knife fell to the ground, and the Han army fell to the ground clutching his broken arm and let out a shrill scream.Zhao Ye stepped up, kicked him to the ground with one foot, then picked up a long spear beside him, shouted violently, and nailed him to the spot.

"Wan Sheng!"

The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers were also aroused by Zhao Ye's bravery.

However, as soon as the attacking Han army was delayed, the yellow turbans on the wall of the village forgot to avoid the strong bow of the Han army.

"Whoosh!"

The shrill sound of breaking the air came, and a rain of arrows shot hurriedly. The personal guard beside Zhao Ye quickly raised a shield to surround Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye escaped with his life.

But the other Yellow Turban soldiers who were not shielded by shields suffered disaster. Some people screamed and fled back, some people hurriedly lied behind the bunker behind the wall, and some people stood there dumbfounded. measures.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk."

The sound of arrows entering the shield was incessant, Zhao Ye's face was gloomy and terrifying at this time, and screams came from all directions, the screams of dying, the screams of arrows, and the screams of panic.

Under the baptism of the arrow rain, the guards with shields in front of him fell from time to time. Zhao Ye couldn't imagine how many people fell on the wall.

"mighty!!!"

The arrow rain stopped, the mighty voice of the Han army had reached Zhao Ye's ears, and the Han army attacked again.

"Drumming, let the Yellow Angels come over!"

Zhao Ye knew that this was the last attack of the Han army today, and the guards frantically waved the command flag in their hands.

The sound of the war drums in the Yellow Turban Camp changed, and the drums gradually became heavier. The sound of the drums became louder and louder, and the interval became longer and longer. The yellow angels who were on call began to gather in the Nanzhai where Zhao Ye was located.

The walled wall could no longer be held, and Zhao Ye was held back by his personal guards. Fortunately, the gathered Yellow Angels had already formed an army behind the walled wall.

The desolate horn sounded, and a large number of Han army soldiers poured out from several gaps in the Nanzhai wall.Without stopping at all, the Han army has not even formed an army formation, and then madly rushed towards the army formation of the Yellow Angels.

These people are not like the army, but rather people like rangers who roam the countryside.The skills of these people are quite astonishing. Inadvertently, several gaps were opened in the army of the Yellow Angels.But if that's the case, it's nothing to the battle-hardened Yellow Angels.

However, at this time, two unusually burly Han generals in the Han army came out on the left and the other on horses. One was a red-faced Han general, and the long sword in his hand was glowing with a cold light, and the other Han general held a A strange curved spear shouted violently, like a thunder in the sky, and the army of the Yellow Angels was almost stunned.

Two Han generals entered the battle, and with their long swords and spears, they would surely take away the lives of several yellow angels. The yellow angels who had been in battle for a long time, no one was the enemy of their unity!A large number of Han army soldiers rushed up, and they were directly washed away when they were caught off guard!And these two warriors were killing him, Zhao Ye, and the Yellow Angel's army was separated like waves and cracks around the two generals.

"Chu Shuai, let's go!"

The Guards next to Zhao Ye saw the two Han generals coming straight, and directly mounted Zhao Ye on the war horse, surrounded Zhao Ye and fled to the rear.

"The thief will leave, and Zhang Yide from Yan is here!"

There was a loud shout from behind, Zhao Ye shuddered in shock, swung his whip fiercely, and the warhorse under his crotch was a little faster.After running for a few more minutes, the shouting and killing behind him gradually faded. At this time, Zhao Ye's armor was soaked with sweat.

The flags of the Yellow Angels on the distant battlefield have all fallen down, and Zhao Ye wiped his face with lingering fears.A scout of the Yellow Turban Army passed by on horseback, and when he saw Zhao Ye's flag, he quickly ran to the front, and said with a trembling voice, "Commander Qu, Dongzhai has been captured by Sun Jian."

"What did you say?" Zhao Ye glared at the scout with wide eyes: "Dongzhai is guarded by Tian Geng, how could it be lost!"

Hearing Zhao Ye mentioning Tian Geng, the scout suddenly burst into tears: "Tian Geng was beheaded by Sun Jian! Sima is dead, so are the military officers, and Paoze in Dongzhai is dead."

At this moment, there was a scream of killing, and a group of men and horses suddenly flashed out. The leader was holding a double-strand sword. The figure was as burly as the two Han generals who broke the line before, and the flags they fought were exactly the same.

"go!"

Zhao Ye didn't have the slightest intention to resist, and fled to Beizhai with his troops.But it was too late. There was a troop of soldiers and horses in front of him that had already blocked his way. The first one bent a bow and mounted an arrow, and the bow reached the full moon.

The war horse fell to the ground with a whimper, and before he could stand up, the hoofs of the horses roared loudly, and the Han general with a double-strand sword had already galloped over.

The guard beside Zhao Ye didn't have time to react at all, a head had already shot up into the sky, and a spring of blood spurted out.The Han army cavalry behind them also rushed towards the crazy yellow scarves.

Zhao Ye's flag fell down.The entire Yellow Turban Camp beside the official road has been turned into a pot of porridge, and there is no more resistance.

The Yellow Turbans who came to support them could not have imagined that the camp, which was defended by [-] people, was attacked by the Han army and entered the camp within two hours.

(End of this chapter)