The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 4 Fighting against Guangzong ([-])

The Yellow Turbans were in the middle of the army, and the big flag on the turret was danced by the wrestlers, and then the drums suddenly became urgent.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

Shouting slogans, the Yellow Turban Army Yellow Angels came out with the sound of hurried drums.

The Yellow Angels are like the Han army warriors. They are also wearing heavy armor and holding swords and shields. They are all veterans of a hundred battles carefully selected by Zhang Jiao from the Yellow Turban Army to deal with the Han army's sharp attack.

Compared with the well-trained warriors of the Han army, they may not have enough combat skills, but they are not afraid of death. They have already dedicated everything to Huang Tian, ​​including their lives!

Under the leadership of Liu Pi and Huang Shao, the two Yellow Turbans, the Yellow Angels holding a sword and a shield finally stopped the attack of the Han Ruishi.

However, several other assaults in the front of the Han army were not over, the fourth Jiangdong generals were still advancing steadily, and the Yellow Turban formation was still in jeopardy.

Xu An was in the left army of the Yellow Turban Army at this time. Although he avoided the front line of the Han army, he was still under a lot of pressure.

Xu An clenched the long spear in his hand, and separated a shot at Chang Ge. The long spear in his hand took advantage of the situation and stabbed the front of the Han army soldier in the throat.

A bloody arrow spewed out, and the Han soldiers fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

Several more Han troops came out with their shields up and cut several Yellow Turbans, but they were immediately stabbed to the ground by the bamboo spears stretched out by the Yellow Turbans.The halberd troops of the Han army in front took this opportunity to move forward quickly, the halberd stabbed out, and killed more than a dozen yellow turban soldiers.

The yellow turban soldiers around, the thin linen clothes could not stop the sharp halberds of the Han army, and they fell one by one, like weeds being trampled on the roadside.

Xu An led the soldiers beside him to fight and retreat, and the team led the flag beside him was still firmly in the hands of the fool Zhang Ji.

When the army fought for a long time, Xu An's soldiers changed batch after batch, countless people fell in front of the battle, and countless people stood in the front row from the back row.

Only the silly boy Zhang Ji remembered Xu An's instructions, and still followed Xu An firmly behind him. He held up Xu An's team leading flag, and it was with this team leading the flag that more and more people were washed away. The Yellow Turban soldiers gathered beside Xu An.

The Yellow Turbans of the Left Army were crumbling under the onslaught of wave after wave of the Han army.

There was also a sound of beheading the generals and capturing the flag from the Han army formation. Compared with other Yellow Turban formations that were in rout, Xu An's fairly well-organized formation was particularly conspicuous.

Yan Zhong had already discovered this unusual yellow turban above the turrets of the Han army's right front.

The flag was flying, and the sentry came out from the turret with the military order. Under the leadership of the military marquis of Benqu, the Han army began to slowly move towards Xu An's direction.

The generals of the Yellow Turbans were either disciples of Taiping Dao or soldiers who had made great achievements in combat, or even veteran soldiers who were directly promoted because of the expansion of the team. Xu An became the leader of the team in this situation.

The generals and schools of the Han army almost all practiced their martial arts since childhood. Unlike the generals and schools of the Yellow Turbans who became monks, they were all professional soldiers, so the death rate of the Yellow Turbans generals and schools was simply terrifying.

On the battlefield of cold weapons, in addition to military equipment, morale is also particularly important. The fanatical atmosphere of the Yellow Turbans also affects these generals. Even if they know they are defeated, many Yellow Turbans will still choose to face the enemy.

The large number of deaths of the Yellow Turbans also led to the collapse of the army formation. The Yellow Turban soldiers who lost the generals and colonels could only run towards the nearest stable army formation on the battlefield.

The scattered soldiers even swept away several stable army formations.Xu An was already devastated at this time, and more and more soldiers gathered, and there were already more than [-] people around him.

Said to be the team rate, in fact, is already fulfilling the post of military candidate.Originally, several senior leaders in the team were quickly promoted by him, and they were divided into left and right in the formation, so they barely maintained the army formation.

"Xu Da, you bring people to the front of the army formation, anyone who attacks the army formation! Whether it is an enemy or a friend, kill without mercy!!!

Xu An pulled over a tall and strong man beside him, who was the chief of one of Xu An's subordinates.

Now he is in a state of madness. The entire left formation of the Yellow Turbans has almost turned into a pot of porridge under the onslaught of the Han army.

The entire battlefield was divided into several pieces. In some places, like Xu An's side, army formations were formed to support each other. In some places, the army formations were already broken by the Han army, and the defeated soldiers were driven by the Han army to flee.

Xu An didn't want to die, he would have a bright future, he could have lived comfortably in a peaceful and prosperous world, but he was confused in this desperate and chaotic world, and was frightened on this battlefield.

The gong chips on the dinner table are intertwined, and the colorful neon lights of the city and the bloody battlefield are crazily intertwined in front of Xu An's eyes, stimulating Xu An's nerves.

Xu An laughed wildly, almost burst into tears.

He shouted hysterically at the swarming Han army: "Hahahahaha, do you all want to kill me, come on! Come on! Come on! Bring me all of them! The good head is in Xu'an's place. On your shoulders, come and take it!!"

Looking up, the black army soldiers of the Han army swarmed with their halberds held high. The dense and hurried footsteps flashed in front of my eyes like a warning signal. Ringing in the ear.

Xu An roared angrily, pulled out the ring-head knife around his waist, and led the ragged moth thief behind him to meet the black Han army!

The entire battlefield has become a mess, the Han army and the Yellow Turban army are intertwined, and countless lives wither every minute and every second.

"The soldiers on the front line are all fighting with blood! General Huangfu let us watch it here? Do you think that my Luoyang children are all wine bags and rice bags!?"

Cao Cao was restless at this time, the Han army and the Yellow Turbans had been fighting for nearly an hour, but the Han cavalry led by Cao Cao seemed to have been forgotten by Huangfu Song.

With a gloomy face, he looked at the turret where Huangfu Song was located in the distance, and only felt that there was a mass of evil fire in his heart.

In the middle of the Han army, the sentry cavalry with feathers on its back finally brought the order of Huangfu Song.

Cao Cao, who was immediately in front, took a deep breath, raised the halberd in his hand, and howled in the sky.

"Kill thieves for the country, just today!"

With a wave of Cao Cao's halberd, he came out ahead of his soldiers. Xiahou Dun and other generals and the countless Han army soldiers behind him moved when they heard the sound, rushing forward like a red tide, and countless red-clothed and black armored Han army knights galloped out!

"Full army assault!!!"

Cao Cao shouted hoarsely, when the flag moved, the two thousand Han cavalry pierced straight into the right side of the Yellow Turban formation like a sharp blade.Cao Cao took the lead, the red tassel on his helmet was like blood, and the sun was almost dusk.

At this moment, Cao Cao led a group of cavalry to attack the north against the setting sun. The golden sunlight was scattered on the leaves of everyone, like a heavenly soldier.

Looking back leisurely, I saw countless horse heads undulating and swaying, the manes of war horses flying wildly in the gust of wind, and countless knights holding weapons high and shouting "Mighty!" night!

(End of this chapter)