The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 327
The two cavalry armies, the Xiaoqi Battalion and the White Robe Army, were divided into eight teams, each with a thousand soldiers, except for the units that sheltered the left and right wings of the Yellow Turban Army to drive out the Hun cavalry.

Lu Bu, Xu Huang, Zhang Liao, Zhou Cang, Hao Meng, Cheng Lian, Wei Xu, and Cao Xing each led a cavalry force and stood by in the army.

The blood flag was raised on the watch pole car, and the yellow turban front whistle sounded for a long time, which was the signal to attack.

Xu An's military order to them was very simple. It was not about how many heads they should capture, nor about expelling the Xiongnu cavalry from somewhere, nor about letting them relieve the crisis in the front line of the Yellow Turban Army.

These eight cavalry have only one purpose - to kill Shanyu Xubu of the Huns!
Obtaining the command from Xu An made Lu Bu even more motivated to fight.

The front is the front, the back is the rear, the left is the left, and the right is the right.Those who do not hear orders but are good at front, back, left, and right will be cut.

Xu An gave him the power to command all the cavalry, and even the command of the former army of the Yellow Turban Army.

"call out------"

The whistle sounded for a long time, and the piercing sound of the whistle instantly spread throughout the entire front line of the Yellow Turban Army, and even spread throughout the wilderness.

That unique sharp sound has an inspiring power.

In the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, eight long dragons jumped out of the formation, the sound of horseshoes was thunderous, and the sound of shouting and killing was like thunder.
"go ahead!"

Guo Daxian's eyes were red and he roared angrily, his armor was covered with blood, like a bloody man crawling out of a pool of blood.

"kill!!"

Gao Shun and Gong Du also led the trapped camp and the yellow angels forward to kill.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The infantry of the Yellow Turban Army responded angrily, carrying their shields and holding their halberds tightly, striding forward.

Amidst the roar of mountains and tsunami, the Yellow Turban Army began to march forward rapidly, and no one could block their way forward.

Arrows that were as dense as locusts shot up from the Huns' cavalry or infantry in wave after wave, interweaving in the air into a dead arrow net.

But all this was not enough to stop the infantry of the Yellow Turban Army from moving forward.

When one person falls down, another person will fill in and go on and on, making people think of the moths that the officials of the Han court said in the letter in the seventh year of Guanghe.

Xu Bu raised his head and looked forward.

Almost all the warriors who charged with him have returned to the arms of the gods.

A pair of khaki-colored banners of "Unparalleled Under Heaven" swayed in front of Xu Bu, looking extremely dazzling.

The black banner fell to the ground, and the flowing blood merged into a pool of blood.

Xu Bu breathed in the bloody air, and he also carried a lot of arrows on his body.

There was even a wound on his shoulder armor, Xu Bu didn't hide behind others, he really set an example and charged forward.

The sound of orderly footsteps came from the front, and the Yellow Turban infantry with their tower shields and halberds were coming roaringly.

In Xu Bu's ears, the cries of one wave after another were louder than the cries of the strong wind on the grassland.

That unique and weird whistling sound made Xu Bu feel a splitting headache.

It's the whistle, it's the damn whistle!

In Taiyuan County, let him fail.

After he ascended the throne of Shan Yu, he had to flee all the way north.

That damn whistle!

"Shan Yu, let's withdraw the troops for now. The Han army formation is really hard to break through. The scouts came to report, and large groups of cavalry appeared in both the north and the south!"

A chief of the Huns begged beside Xu Bu.

The tenacity of the Yellow Turban Army exceeded their imagination, and the Huns' attack this time was a complete failure.

The enemies from the north and the south have already rushed over, and they will arrive in a few quarters of an hour, encircling them on three sides. Once the two new forces join, the Xiongnu will not be able to escape even if they take wings.

Escape now, and you can escape most people.

"The cavalry of the Han people is rushing towards us. If we don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late. We will be trapped in this formation."

Xu Bu raised his head and looked around, all he could see were the khaki-colored banners of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Xu Bu suddenly laughed out loud, even tears came out of his eyes.

He didn't know why he was laughing, maybe he was laughing at this ridiculous fate, and at his own actions, which caused the Huns to fall into a more dangerous situation, or maybe...he was laughing at his lack of ambition...

The leader of the Xiongnu stared at Xu Bu in horror.

Could it be that Xu Bu couldn't bear the pressure and went crazy? !
The Yellow Turbans are getting closer.

The sound of fighting, cursing, clashing swords, and the desperate roar of someone before death all penetrated Xu Bu's ears.

Xu Bu stopped laughing, he wiped away the tears from laughing, and he has regained his senses.

"Blow the horn, withdraw the troops..."

Seeing that Xu Bu regained his senses, the leader of the Xiongnu felt at ease, and hurriedly shouted to the guards beside him to blow the horn to retreat.

Xu Bu looked at the scene around him, it was not too much to call such a scene purgatory.

One Hun warrior after another died in front of him.

Xu Bu was in a daze, he seemed to have seen such a scene before.

It was in Xihe County, Lishi City in Xihe County. At that time, he commanded his soldiers to slaughter those civilians in Xihe County. The scene now is just like before.

Xu Bu untied the sword from his waist, it was the king's sword that Xiongnu Shanyu was entitled to wear.

He took one last look at the sword, then turned his gaze to the front, and threw the sword at Wan Zhang, the Huns beside him.

"This is……"

The head of the Xiongnu was a little surprised.

"Go back, go back to Qingyanze, and give this sword to the old patriarch. I have failed, and the fate of the Huns will be in your hands."

The Hun Wanchang looked terrified, and even his voice became trembling: "Chan Yu..."

"咴——"

The horse neighed.

Xu Bu ignored the shouts behind him, the dismounted steed was already galloping forward with Xu Bu.

He held the horse in his hand tightly and walked forward.

"Ugh——"

The low and desolate horn sounded, it was the horn of the retreating Hun tribe.

The Hun knights who were fighting all around turned their heads and looked at the place where the horn sounded in fear.

That horn sounded their defeat, they lost the battle.

"what!!!!"

Someone roared angrily, and someone shouted unwillingly.

But no matter what you do, you can't reverse the defeat.

Xu Bu charged forward, and behind him were nine knights, who were Xu Bu's personal guards.

They held high the big black banner of Xu Buxuan.

A dozen cavalrymen of the Yellow Turban Army had already rushed forward, but they galloped away to both sides on the eve of the battle.

Xu Bu stood forward, and a yellow scarf general who was also riding a black horse and wearing a brocade robe of hundreds of flowers had already arrived.

The last thing that caught Xu Bu's eyes was a khaki helmet.

(End of this chapter)