The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 284 Gale Wind and Waves (4K4 Chapter)

Zhongping four years, August [-]rd, dawn.

The camp of Zhang Bai's cavalry army outside the pass gradually became noisy, and the fog filled the mountain passage, and the visibility was no more than ten paces.

Because of the characteristics of the pass here and the weak mountain wind, the fog here will not dissipate slowly until the six quarters of the day.

Zhang Baiqi chose to launch the attack at this time. Firstly, the sky was already bright, and secondly, taking advantage of the cover of fog, he could reduce the damage of arrows in Liu Shijun's camp. After all, the cover of fog had a great impact on the vision of the crossbowmen.

Maoshi five quarters.

In Liu Shi's camp, a group of soldiers hid behind the camp wall with their weapons in hand, carefully observing the surroundings of the white mist through the gaps in the crenel.

The crossbowman on the arrow tower also held the crossbow, poked his head slightly, and patrolled the edge of the white mist.

Numerous yellow flags hung down in the camp, and it was on a high platform not far behind the camp wall.

Yan Zhong sat on it in military uniform, Liu Shi held his saber by his side, and more than a dozen camp commanders, big and small, stood on both sides.

Hundreds of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in full armor held the ring swords and guarded the high platform.

"call out--"

The urgent wooden whistle sounded, and then two knights wrapped in yellow scarves leaped out of the white mist on their horses, and quickly flew towards both sides of the camp.

The crisp sound of horseshoes spread very far on the silent mountain road.

Yan Zhong's eyes were slightly cold, and he held the silk fan in his right hand and lifted it upwards.

"call out----"

A sharp scream suddenly sounded from the high platform, and it spread throughout the entire pass camp in an instant.

The soldiers on the camp wall and the arrow tower were all refreshed when they heard the sound of the wooden whistle. They knew that the enemy was coming, and the two knights were the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army wandering on the mountain road.

"Reserve soldiers hide behind the camp wall, stick to the camp wall, and don't stay outside the camp wall's shelter!"

"Pay attention to concealment, hold the shield in your hand!"

"The crossbowmen are ready! The crossbowmen string up, and the archers draw their arrows!"

All the generals of the Yellow Turban Army were yelling loudly, deploying combat missions, and the sound of promises was suddenly heard.

The mist also gradually became no longer calm. At first, there were some sounds like streams coming slowly, and then the sound became louder and louder, and gradually evolved into a loud thunderous sound like the rising tide of sea water hitting the embankment.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of passionate drums suddenly sounded on the mountain road!

"Kill!!!"

The roars of countless people suddenly sounded from behind the white mist. Countless thieves and bandits had already broken through the barrier of the thick fog, carrying soil bags or wooden shields, and striding forward pushing the equipment for attacking the stronghold.

"Bowmen ready!"

In the camp, a general in iron armor roared loudly.

All the crossbowmen held their breaths and drew their bows to the string.

When the commanding general yelled "Salvo!", a large number of arrows shot towards the outside of the camp.

Although most of Liu Shijun's bows and crossbows were soft and weak, Zhang Baiqi's attacking soldiers were not elite. Most of them didn't wear any armor, and immediately screamed outside the camp.

"Shoot three arrows in a hurry, save your energy, and shoot in rotation!"

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army issued military orders loudly. This was a protracted battle, and they began to shoot rapidly, just to suppress the first wave of the most violent attack of the Zhang Bai Cavalry Army.

Crossbowmen are actually not able to shoot continuously when they are in battle. If it is a soft bow, it is okay, but if it is a hard bow of the Han army, they may not be able to draw many bows at all, and their arms will be exhausted.

This is one of the reasons why it was ordered to reserve physical strength and shoot in rotation.

After all, people are not machines, and bows and crossbows are not bullets.

"As long as you pile up the soil bags three times, you can get a certificate and return to the rear army! If there are any who are afraid of the former, they will be killed immediately!"

A junior Zhang Bai cavalry officer with a leather helmet on his head and a fierce face waved his weapon and shouted loudly.

The thieves and bandits carrying soil bags in front of them did not dare to resist. They even confiscated their weapons. How could they have the ability to resist? Retreating is a way of thinking. The desire for life urges them to run forward .

The screams of dying and desperate cries, just a short time later, have filled Liu Shijun's camp.

"kill!!!"

The shouts of killing became louder and louder, and the soil bag slowly became parallel to the height of the camp wall, and even some dead people were used as stepping materials.

More and more short ladders are erected on the camp wall, and the crude siege vehicles are violently hitting the camp wall under the push of a group of thieves. .

Yan Zhong was on the high platform, watching indifferently the desperate fighting up and down the camp. A messenger carrying a command flag sent all the unfavorable military situations on the front line to the high platform.

The casualties of the soldiers in the camp were increasing sharply. In less than half an hour after attacking the camp, Zhang Bai's cavalry army had already begun to deploy light soldiers, and the bowmen who were suppressing the formation also began to attack the Yellow Turban Army in the camp. Start fighting back.

The elite troops of Zhang Bai's Cavalry Army also began to attack frequently, trying to break through the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

But this is undoubtedly an idiotic dream. Yan Zhong watched the whole situation from the high platform, and almost no battle situation in any place could escape Yan Zhong's observation, and orders were issued from the high platform.

The Yellow Turban Army in the camp can always maintain a relative advantage locally. Even if the Zhang Bai Cavalry Army temporarily gained the upper hand, it was quickly reversed.

Standing beside Yan Zhong, Liu Shi was extremely shocked.

He led his personal guards to the left and right to help, and then he barely resisted the multiple attacks of Zhang Bai's cavalry army, but Yan Zhong did not personally lead the troops into battle, nor did he dispatch the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

Just relying on the original soldiers in the camp, they resisted the crazy offensive of Zhang Bai's cavalry, and even gained a certain degree of advantage. Such a command is not surprising.

Ordinary people's defense against attacks is the tactic of adding troops to the emergency.

But Yan Zhong often sent troops to a place before the emergency signal came, and it was only when the reinforcements arrived that the place began to show fatigue and flaws.

Because of this, Zhang Bai's cavalry's almost continuous attack failed to achieve an inch.

……

Zhang Baiqi led the sitting white horse and wandered in front of the army formation. For some reason, he always felt a little restless today, as if something bad was about to happen.

Zhang Baiqi looked around, but there was white mist all around. Even though the terrain was open and the sky was getting brighter, he could only see a few dozen steps.

Could it be that there are soldiers from the Yellow Turban Army hidden in the thick fog?
Zhang Baiqi's heart felt a little cold. It was not that he hadn't thought about transporting a small group of troops through other passes to attack Liu Shi's camp from both sides, but Liu Shi had already divided his troops and controlled all the passages.

Zhang Baiqi shook his head. This is impossible. He also knows how many troops Liu Shi has. He still has more than a thousand soldiers in each of his camps, and the rear army is his elite troops. It may not be possible to break through even if Shi leads soldiers in person.

What's more, if Liu Shi was in the camp yesterday, could it be that he flew here with wings?
"Zhang Qi, send scouts to search the rear."

Although Zhang Baiqi felt that it was probably impossible, he still ordered his adopted sons beside him. Zhang Baiqi likes to gather his adopted sons. There are more than forty of his adopted sons, all of whom are assigned to key points by him. Control the military administration.

Zhang Qi is his personal guard Qu Junhou.

"promise."

Although Zhang Qi didn't know why, he still agreed.

Zhang Baiqi's order has never been executed without any discount, which is the main reason why he can become the personal guard Qu Junhou.

A dozen riders galloped out from Zhang Baiqi's side. Zhang Baiqi felt a little relieved. Seeing the crowd of knights disappearing in the thick fog, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

This kind of fog is rare and common in the mountains, and this kind of scene has been performed countless times, and he is actually afraid of these white fogs.

……

At four o'clock in the morning, the breeze suddenly picked up, the sky was already clear, and the fog in the mountains showed signs of dissipating.

The fight between the two armies became more intense, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army also began to join the battle.

However, the addition of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army did not attract the attention of Zhang Bai's cavalry army. After all, there were more than two hundred soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in Liu Shi's army before, and there were only a few dozen more soldiers on the long front. It is difficult to arouse the vigilance of others.

Yan Zhong stood up slowly, which also attracted the attention of the generals and Liu Shi on the high platform.

"Liu Shi."

Yan Zhong faced Liu Shi and said with a smile: "I heard that Zhang Baiqi held a banquet that day. You used the desk as a shield and the lampstand as a soldier to break out of the encirclement. Is this really true?"

Liu Shi didn't know why Yan Zhong asked this question, but he still replied: "My experience in Zhang Bai's cavalry camp is almost the same as the rumors."

"It's also my fault for being careless. In the past, Zhang Baiqi obeyed the orders of the great virtuous master. We thought he wanted to preserve his strength and seek wealth."

Liu Shi clenched his fists tightly and his face was full of anger. He still has a long and narrow wound on his left leg. If it wasn't for the bulge on the cliff, he might have stepped into hell together with Pinghan and Daji.

"I didn't expect this person to be so ambitious, to want to separate one side, and to use such vicious methods!"

Liu Shi glared, his trilogy was also annexed by Zhang Baiqi, and several loyal subordinates were also beheaded by Zhang Baiqi, and even put the heads in a wooden box and sent them to his camp among.

He hated Zhang Baiqi long ago, and wished he could kill him soon!
Yan Zhong picked up the silk fan, placed it on Liu Shi's left shoulder, and said solemnly, "Since this is the case, you will be the vanguard in this battle."

"promise!"

Liu Shi's face turned red, and he bowed to promise.

Yan Zhong suddenly turned around and shouted an order: "Gather all the soldiers at the gate of the camp."

"The rest of the commanders all listen to the whistle of our army. When the whistle blows for a long time, it is the signal to march!"

Yan Zhong's face darkened, and he said sternly: "If there is someone who shrinks back, our Yellow Turban Army will definitely not spare them lightly!"

"promise."

All the generals and schools were resigned and dared not object, but only agreed.

……

The mountain wind was getting stronger, and the fog began to disperse.

The white mist moved with the mountain wind and drifted away slowly.

And in the midst of the white mist and mountain wind, an army formation of a thousand men lined up in battle is marching.

These thousand people are all dressed in the same dress, wearing yellow scarves on their heads, armor, shields and halberds, and swords around their waists.

A person holds a piece of paper, a horse binds his mouth, and only the sound of moderate footsteps echoes in the white mist.

This army was from Luoshixing in the west, and had already circled to the rear of Zhang Bai's cavalry.

"咴——"

The horse neighed suddenly, Wang Qi looked around, and saw a cavalryman hurriedly stopped his horse in the white mist.

The pupils of Wang Qi's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that they were the scouts of Zhang Bai's cavalry army, and they had been spotted by the scouts of the enemy army!

However, they were not far away from the rear formation of Zhang Bai's cavalry.

"Fire arrows!"

The crossbow was fired, and a rain of arrows suddenly shot out from the formation of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. Before the knight came and warned, he was shot into a hornet's nest.

"Traces will appear, speed up the march!"

The military order came, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army all accelerated their speed.

"Traces will appear, speed up the march!"

Wang Qi spat out the wooden stick in his mouth, and also ordered in a deep voice.

The military soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army's military formation also changed from slow walking to trotting.

The sound of chaotic footsteps broke through the originally silent white mist in an instant.

"Unfold the banner!"

"Wow!!!"

The mountain wind was even worse, and the military order was passed down, and the banners in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army soldiers were unfurled one after another.

As they ran, as the mountain wind intensified, countless flags and flags were unfurled, and there was a clattering sound like a rising tide
Although Zhang Baiqi's scouts had discovered the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, the infantrymen of Zhang Baiqi Army who stayed behind knew nothing about them. The creepy sound.

Such a sound also made Zhang Bai's cavalry soldiers in the rear array panic.

The most frightening thing is often the unknown.

The mountain wind was even worse, and Wang Qi found that his eyes had begun to become clearer.

"call out----"

The sharp screaming suddenly spread throughout the entire army formation.

"Full army assault!!!"

The roar of the captain of the Wuzu camp also followed.

"Tiger!!!"

The soldiers of the [-] Yellow Turban Army shouted in unison, step forward quickly!
Zhang Baiqi finally received the scout's report at this time, but the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army had already marched not very far from the rear, and there was no time for Zhang Baiqi to react.

The mountain wind suddenly became violent, and the mist lingering in Zhang Bai's cavalry was completely blown away, like a window screen being rolled up.

Zhang Baiqi stood on the mound and watched helplessly as the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army appeared like heavenly soldiers, and then rushed into his rear.

A thousand soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army stabbed into it like a pig-killing knife. Zhang Baiqi couldn't hide the horror on his face.

……

Yan Zhongwei closed his eyes, rode on a chestnut-colored war horse, and walked beside the gate of the camp.

Liu Shi stood behind the gate of the camp with his shawl in his hands, and behind him stood quietly hundreds of fully armored soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

The crossbowmen in the camp are trying their best to pour their feather arrows out of the camp. Did Yan Zhong also call in crossbowmen from other places, just to suppress the Zhang Bai cavalry army near the camp gate, so that they can't peep The situation in the camp.

The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the fog dissipates.

Yan Zhong suddenly opened his eyes, raised his silk fan and pointed forward and shouted sharply: "Go out!"

"call out----"

Amidst the harsh sound of the wooden whistle, the gate of the camp opened wide.

With a roar, Liu Shihu rushed out like a fierce tiger, and countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army behind him rushed out of the camp roaring.

A bandit leader of Zhang Bai's cavalry army was still directing the bandits to attack the stronghold. Before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by Liu Shi. His mouth and nose were bleeding immediately, and he could no longer stand up.

Liu Shi kept walking, and a bandit in front of him seemed to be stunned and froze on the spot. Liu Shi raised his knife obliquely and cut it on his shoulder. Shi pushed him like this for several steps.

"It's Liu Shi!"

Some bandits exclaimed loudly, and the bandits of Zhang Bai's cavalry all around stopped and walked like wooden men.

Liu Shi's vicious reputation has long been heard in the northern part of the Taihang Mountains. No one else dressed like that iconic long-handled saber and blue-green war robe.

How can Liu Shi, who has killed countless generals and captured flags, not be frightening.

And behind Liu Shi, there were countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army wearing iron armor and holding knives around their heads, which scared the bandits of the Zhang Bai Cavalry Army out of their wits.

(End of this chapter)