The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 14 The Battle of Xia Quyang ([-])
"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

The military intelligence of Qianzhai had been sent to Xiaquyang City. Knowing that Qianzhai could not hold on for two hours, Zhang Bao smashed the case in front of him to the ground with a fist in his rage.

Zhang Bao, who had vented for a while, finally calmed down. Qu Shuai Zhao Ye and Tian Geng from the former village were among the best in the army. There were a thousand people in the Yellow Angels. If it hadn't happened to some unexpected situation, they would definitely not have suffered such an accident. fiasco.

"Ask what happened to the collapsed soldiers, I want to know what happened."

Zhang Bao waved the screen away from the scout, turned to look at the map hanging on the wall, and fell into contemplation again.

The Yellow Turban Qianzhai was already planted with the flag of the Han army, and even Huangfu Song did not expect that he would break through the Yellow Turban Qianzhai in less than two hours.

The brave Sanhe knights rushed out of the central army and merged into the Han cavalry led by Cao Cao. Nearly [-] cavalry galloped away from the official road. The rumbling horses' hooves sounded like thunder, and countless Han troops along the way were holding high up. Blades, cheers.

Standing on the wall of the village, Liu Bei looked at the iron cavalry of the Han army galloping past, and couldn't help but sighed in admiration, "That's how a man should be born."

Zou Jing, who was on the side, smiled indifferently and replied: "Why should Xuande be envious, in this battle, he killed Qu Shuai Zhao Ye, and broke through the city, the three of you brothers should take the lead. , not necessarily without such momentum.”

"Hahahahaha, what Xiaowei Zou said is right." A burst of laughter came from behind, Zou Jing, Liu Bei and the others all looked back, only to see Sun Jian leading the four Jiangdong generals in big strides.

Seeing Liu Bei and the three behind Zou Jing, Sun Jian couldn't help but open his eyes and said, "This is Liu Xuande, right? Killing Zhao Ye, good martial arts!"

"I don't dare to be arrogant because of the size. It's all thanks to Xiaowei Zou who shot the thief off his horse before picking up a bargain." Liu Bei raised his hand and saluted.

"Xiaowei Zou is also a hero." Sun Jian laughed and saw that the other two were also burly and extraordinary, so he asked Zou Jing, "Who are these two?"

Zou Jing replied: "This is Liu Xuande's second brother Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, and this is Liu Xuande's third brother Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide. The two of them are the first in this battle." Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also bowed to Sun Jian.

"It's not wrong for this pioneer to lose to you." Sun Jian also bowed his hands in return, everyone smiled at each other, and the unpleasantness caused by the dispute in the tent disappeared.

The passionate sound of war drums in the distance sounded again, attracting everyone's attention once again.

"But I don't know how many people will die in the war." Liu Bei sighed, and everyone fell silent when they heard it.

Sun Jian suddenly felt a little tired in his heart. Half of the Jiangdong disciples who followed him on the expedition had already returned to Jiuquan, and he did not know how many people would survive this battle.

The Yellow Turban Army in another former village had already received the order to retreat, and under the cover of the Yellow Turban Horse Team, they retreated to two camps near Xia Quyang City.

It was noon, and the cavalry pursued by the Han army was also withdrawn, and Xia Quyang also ushered in a brief peace.

Huangfu Song was in a good mood at this time. He pointed to Xiaquyang City in the distance and said to Liang Yan, "How about going to Xiaquyang City tomorrow to enjoy the scenery?"

Liang Yan was slightly puzzled, so he asked, "There doesn't seem to be any famous scenery in Quyang this time?"

Huangfu Song looked at the yellow turban Qianzhai with corpses everywhere, and said in a cold voice, "Jing Guan, a Jing Guan built with [-] heads."

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Before a letter in Quyang Nei was delivered to Zhang Bao's case slip, Zhang Bao opened the letter, and just read a few lines of text, he couldn't help but became furious, and shouted loudly, "It's too much to deceive people! Take my clothes and armor!"

Zhang Liang, who was on the side, hurried forward to stop the furious Zhang Bao, and said, "The Lord can't be angry and start a division, and you can't be sullen and attack. Isn't your battle this time in line with Huangfu Song's intentions."

Zhang Bao calmed his anger and said, "Third brother, our army has lost the first battle, and its morale has already been frustrated. If the Han army provokes us and cannot avoid the battle, the three armies will lose their courage, and this battle will be defeated. The Han army has few troops and has come from a long way. At this time, our army will wait for work with leisure, and attack the few with the many, and this battle will be won."

"I'm afraid that the second brother just can't stand the Han army." After listening to Zhang Bao's explanation, Zhang Liang finally let go of his heart and said, "I put armor on my brother."

Zhang Baojun gave an order, and the high-pitched and high-pitched sound of war drums and the continuous sound of horns sounded in Xiaquyang City, and a line of Yellow Turban troops poured out of the city from the camp.

Huangfu Song stood on top of the car and looked at the Yellow Turban army lined up in the next Quyang City.Compared with the Battle of Guangzong, the Yellow Turbans added a few more points of calmness. If the two Yellow Turbans beside the city were not pulled out, even if they were defeated, they would not be able to expand their results.

But pulling out these two camps is a matter of the future. What he has to do now is to defeat the fighting spirit of the next Quyang Yellow Turbans on this plain with a dignified and upright formation.

The entire wilderness outside Xiaquyang City was almost covered by the yellow turban army connecting the sky and the earth. The yellow turban army formation in the two camps outside the city also appeared in front of the Han army. pocket.

The front line of the Yellow Turban army was like a sea of ​​flags and flags, spears and halberds like a forest. Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers in the front line had already formed a rough army formation, and more yellow Turban soldiers were surging out of the city gate of Xia Quyang. , like a stream, continuously flowing into the huge army outside the city.

Huangfu Song did not expect that Zhang Bao would be so mad that he would send an army out of the city. Nearly [-] troops attacked at the same time. Even if the command system was perfect at this time, it was almost impossible to be orderly, and the variables were too large.

Huangfu Song turned to look at Liang Yan: "What did you write in the letter? Could this fellow Zhang Bao be crazy?"

Liang Yan's teeth were also sour at this time, and after thinking about it, he said, "I just sent someone to Julu to pay homage to the ancestors of the Zhang family."

Liang Yan said that he was worshipping, but he was afraid that he had dug up all the ancestral tombs and wrote it in the letter. No wonder Zhang Bao was attacking with his army like a madman. Huangfu Song looked at Liang Yan and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. , the Yellow Turbans were indeed driven out of the city, but the number of Yellow Turbans out of the city far exceeded Huangfu Song's estimate.

However, when the two armies are fighting, the soldiers are not many but the essence.

After all, the Yellow Turbans were not professional soldiers, but a group of farmers who took up arms, and the Zhang brothers were not children of aristocratic families who had learned military strategy since childhood, but were just civilians with a little adventure.

The nest carts and turrets in the Han army's formation were erected one after another, and the sentries and the main generals of the formations boarded the implements one after another.

At the forefront of the Han army, accompanied by the sound of the drums of war, the warriors of the Han army were marching forward slowly in a neat queue. These Han army were all elites in the army. First.

They held a huge tower shield covered with iron in their left hand, and a sharp halberd in their right hand. The halberd was like a forest and the shield was like a mountain. The army of the Han army was like a moving steel Great Wall.

On both sides are the Han army soldiers in leather armor, and the halberd spears and swords in their hands are also raised high, forming an endless forest of spears and halberds. Bow, a Han army archer with a quiver.

On the outermost sides of the Han army's army formation, there are the Sanhe iron cavalry led by Cao Cao, Han Qi and Yan Zhong. Dust, people screaming and horses neighing, the mighty voices are endless.

(End of this chapter)