The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 415

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to retreat. There are tigers blocking the way in front of you, and there are strong soldiers chasing after you.

"kill!!!"

Wen Chou's eyes were red and his robe was stained with blood. Taking advantage of Cheng Feng's opportunity to shoot and kill two people in succession, he rushed into the formation of the Yellow Turban Army with a spear in his hand.

Behind him, more than a hundred cavalrymen of the Han army roared loudly, followed behind Wen Chou, and rushed into the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

But this time the formation of the Yellow Turban Army did not collapse again, without the harassment of arrow rain, their morale did not drop too much.

Compared with those old soldiers and new soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who only wore a little iron breastplate and leather armor, these regular soldiers are also better equipped and better trained.

To deal with such cavalry charging, they also have their own set of methods. This is the method taught by Xu You, and they are also equipped with special hooks.

When the cavalry breaks into the formation, the soldiers in the formation can use the hook to force the enemy cavalry not to scurry around in the formation.Soldiers can use the scratching hook to cut the horse's legs across the ground, thereby forcing the enemy to fall from the horse and creating a fighting opportunity.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army are divided into five units to fight. One person stabs the knight on the horse, and two or three people behind him stab the horse under the crotch, or hook the horse's leg with a hook, and several groups of soldiers hold their spears high. , to block their advance.

In just a moment, more than a dozen cavalrymen of the Han army became the ghosts of the Yellow Turban Army.

Wen Chou charged at the forefront, and naturally he was hit by the most violent counterattack from the Yellow Turban Army. Several spears came from both sides, and the two hooks also quickly hooked towards his horse.

Wen Chou's eyes were slightly stern, and the offensive on both sides was instantly remembered by him. With both arms exerting strength, the steel gun in his hand spun sharply, and the spears that came straight from both sides were all swept to the ground by Wen Chou in an instant.

Under Wen Chou's control, the war horse jumped forward suddenly, and as expected, the scratching hook lost its target instantly.

The nearby soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were all shocked by Wen Chou's leap. They fought against the Han cavalry many times, but they never encountered a general as brave as Wen Chou.

There was no time to react at all. When the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were still in a state of shock, Wen Chou had already landed heavily on the grass on the horse, and the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army nearby were all shocked. trembling.

The long spear protruded like a dragon entering the water, and swung two beautiful semicircular arcs in midair. Several soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on both sides couldn't avoid it, and they all fell to the ground spattered with blood.

Wen Chou's gun was very fierce and decisive, and the point of the gun pointed at the neck and face that the armor could not protect.

The armor on the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army did not bring them any effective protection, so they died under Wen Chou's spear.

Cheng Feng had also given up his bow and changed his horse at this time, and several soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who wanted to stab him off their horses were all killed by him, but he did not have the bravery and skill of Wen Chou.

Just when Cheng Feng's saber was getting old, the old power had just gone, and the new power was not continuing, several soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, led by a village chief, stabbed from several different places at the same time.

Cheng Feng let out a low growl, and raised the long sword in his hand to separate the spear on one side, but no matter how he moved on the horseback, he was still stabbed in the waist by a spear. Fortunately, the armor was solid and the spear did not It pierced through his armor, but the huge force still made Cheng Feng grin his teeth in pain, and was almost overwhelmed.

"咴——"

The horse neighed, Cheng Feng only felt that his seat was empty, but his horse suddenly fell down.

The horse's legs were caught by two hooks, and it lost its center of gravity. The horse threw Cheng Feng and fell to the ground.

Cheng Feng was slammed to the ground. Fortunately, when the horse fell to the ground, he turned his body around. Finally, he was crushed by no horse, but before he could stand up, he was shot with several spears. come stabbing.

In a hurry, Cheng Feng didn't have time to turn over and roll to the side. At this time, whether it was the stabbing spear or the cavalry who charged later, it might have killed him.

Cheng Feng rolled and dodged, and picked up a large shield from a fallen Yellow Turban soldier. At this moment, the spears of the two Yellow Turban soldiers beside him had already stabbed at him. Give him a moment to breathe.

Cheng Feng roared angrily, and rushed to the side with the big shield on his back. The spears in the hands of the two yellow scarf soldiers were knocked out of the way, and Cheng Feng hit them hard with the big shield.

Then Cheng Feng suddenly pulled out the ring-shoudao knife at his waist and stabbed it out. The commander of the Yellow Turban Army was caught off guard and was stabbed across the face with a knife. Then Cheng Feng turned to the left and knocked the two people down on the ground. All the Yellow Turbans on the ground were killed.

But at this time, more soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army had swarmed in.

When Lin Geng saw Cheng Feng fell to the ground, he wanted to rescue him, but he didn't realize his situation. Several soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army pulled him to the ground with a scratching hook, and the surrounding Han army knights could not rescue him. Geng was killed on the spot by the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who swarmed up.

Blood gushed out from Lin Geng's chest and mouth. Lin Geng's eyes were wide open, holding the spear stuck in his chest tightly. He wanted to raise the spear in his hand and kill all the humble farmers in front of him. .

But all the strength in his body was rapidly disappearing from his body, and the intense tiredness was eroding his consciousness.

The situation of Cheng Feng and Lin Geng had already been discovered by Wen Chou, but Wen Chou's situation was not optimistic. He was also surrounded by soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army at this time, and the speed of the horse had slowed down. It was too thick, and he couldn't break out of the encirclement at all.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army gathered more and more without any decrease. More and more Han cavalry were dragged off their horses by hooks and spears. The rest of the Han cavalry were still fighting, but they were desperate for escape.

The war horse fell down amidst the wailing, and was drowned in the crowd.

Wen Chou fought back with all his strength, and once again beheaded a leader of the Yellow Turban Army, but he already had several wounds on his body.

"call out----"

The sharp wooden whistle kept echoing in Wen Chou's ears, making his ears hurt.

"die!!"

Seeing Wen Chou, a brave Yellow Turban chief was a little dazed, and he stabbed Wen Chou with a spear, intending to kill the general of the Han army.

But Wen Chou was just in a trance, and did not relax his vigilance against the dangers of the outside world. Wen Chou raised his spear to parry the incoming spear again, and then slammed the spear down, directly smashing the spear of the Yellow Turban Army Commander with great force. It was smashed into two pieces.

Wen Chou's eyes sharpened, and holding the spear in his left hand, he pushed forward suddenly, and the sharp point of the spear pierced through the throat of the Yellow Turban army commander. The dozen or so Yellow Turban soldiers beside him were all trembling, Although there were many people, but because of Wen Chou's power, they all held up their spears and dared not take a step forward.

Wen Chou's eyes froze slightly, and he noticed that the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army surrounding him were retreating.

As if feeling something in his heart, Wen Chou suddenly turned his head, only to see a general of the Yellow Turban Army riding a black black horse, coming slowly. recede.

Lai Jiang's stature is different from ordinary people's, with a slender waist and back, shoulders hugged together, sword-shaped eyebrows blended into the sky and inserted into the forehead, a pair of handsome eyes are white and clear, waist is wild and beastly belt, feet are riding auspicious cloud shoes, wearing a basin collar Iron armor, covered with a pink and satin-colored battle robe of hundreds of flowers, wearing a black iron helmet with cavalry feathers on his head, and holding a strange painted halberd, he drove the horse slowly.

In a trance, Wen Chou actually had an illusion that the Wuzhui BMW, the strange painting halberd and Lu Bu's repeated victories made Wen Chou think of the famous and vicious Overlord of Western Chu.

Lv Bu held the halberd and did not make any other movements immediately, but the huge sense of oppression was already blowing over his face.

The halberd is drawn downwards, and the sharp point at the top exudes a murderous aura that makes people gradually increase their ferocity. Fang Tian's four-cornered blade seems to hide the power of ghosts and gods, captivating people's hearts and bloodthirsty killings.

After a distance of more than twenty steps, Lu Bu slowly raised his halberd in his hand, pointing the halberd straight at Wen Chou, and there was no one soldier standing between him and Wen Chou.

"Jiuyuan Lu Bu, come to ask Your Excellency about martial arts."

Lu Bu reported his name indifferently, even though he saw a brigade of Han cavalry coming behind Wen Chou, his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Wen Chou's heart was awe-inspiring. More than [-] soldiers of the Han army were surrounded by blood-stained armor. By this time of the battle, many people had lost their horses and could only fight on foot.

"laugh----"

The Wuzhui Baoma sitting under Lu Bu shook his head slightly and snorted. This Wuzhui Baoma came from the Wuhuan tribe of Shanggu County, and it was one of the dowry sent by Master Nanlou of Shanggu Wuhuan.

In order to marry her daughter to Xu An, Nanlou spent a lot of money, not only because the Wuhuan tribe of Shanggu fully supported the great cause of the Yellow Turban Army.

In addition, nine more precious horses were given away, and more than a thousand warriors added another sum to the dowry gift list. This black-tailed horse was one of the nine horses, and was later presented to him by Xu An. Lu Bu.

The swirling gust of wind swept across the sky above the official road like a blade.

The deafening shouts of killing were also mixed with the thunderous sound of horseshoes. Wen Chou knew very well that Yan Liang had already rushed to the rescue with his cavalry.

"Anping Wenchou."

Wen Chou pulled the reins lightly, also clenched the spear in his hand, and announced his name in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, the horse neighed suddenly, and the two horses under Lu Bu and Wen Chou neighed at the same time, and galloped forward with their respective masters.

The sound of horseshoes was like thunder, hitting everyone's hearts hard.

The distance of twenty steps has arrived in an instant. ,

Wen Chou's wolf eyes widened, and the bravery that had been suppressed by Lu Bu gushed out of his heart again. Wen Wu was the first, and Wu Wu was the second. As a warrior, no one would be willing to be inferior to others.

The spear was like a shooting star, coming first after sending out, stabbing towards Lu Bu's waist and abdomen like a silver snake spitting out a letter.

The pot-collared iron armor worn by Lu Bu may not cause much damage to him if he stabs his throat. On the contrary, the more concentrated waist and abdomen rely on horsepower. It deals damage and impact.

But when he heard the sound of "Dang Lang", the painting halberd in Lu Bu's hand was as light as if it were light, and with just a light stroke of the painting halberd, Wen Chou's inevitable shot was separated.

Huge force was transmitted along the barrel of the gun to Wen Chou's hands. Wen Chou, who has always been able to overwhelm the enemy, did not get any advantage in terms of strength this time. The spear in his hand seemed to have hit an extremely hard tree with deep roots. Unsteady grip and let go.

The two horses hand in first, both of them are top cavaliers, and at the same time control the horses under their seats to gallop towards the same side.

Lu Bu exerted force with both hands, Fang Tian painted the halberd in his hand, and suddenly turned around in mid-air, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, Wen Chou's eyes froze, he could hardly see the shape of the halberd in Lu Bu's hand, and then his eyes went dark , A black shadow has covered his head.

There is no way to avoid, there is no way to hide, Wen Chou gave a tiger roar, raised his spear and swept away from front to back.

"clang!!!"

But after hearing a loud noise, the sound of Jin Ge clashing suddenly sounded, and the soldiers on both sides were all affected by the deafening sound, and retreated unconsciously.

The halberd blade and spear tip collided suddenly, and then separated again suddenly.

Wen Chou could only feel the qi and blood surging in his heart, and the huge force from the tip of the gun poured down like a flood, which would make his qi and blood churn.

Before he could catch his breath, Lu Bu swung his second halberd again.

Wen Chou was shocked by the speed of Lu Bu's moves, but the current situation did not allow him to think too much. Only by exerting [-]% of his strength could he not be defeated by Lu Bu's hands.

Wen Chou gave a tiger roar, his wolf eyes widened, showing his ferocious face, and with all his strength, a long spear was dancing under Wen Chou, like a hundred flowers blooming, covering Lu Bu in an instant with a thousand points of cold light.

But no matter how Wen Chou attacked, they were all resolved by Lu Bu one by one.

Lu Bu's eyes froze, and under Wen Chou's repeated onslaught, he had already discovered the loophole.

"clang!"

The sound of Jin Ge clashing again, Lu Bu suddenly exerted strength with both hands, and raised the painting halberd violently.

One force lowered ten times, Lu Bu made a strong and heavy pick, Wen Chou was not prepared at all, but Wen Chou is still a first-class general after all, if ordinary people are challenged by this, the weapons in their hands will definitely be knocked down by Lu Bu, but Wen Chou is still He firmly grasped the spear in his hand.

It's just that although Wen Chou is still holding the spear, the spear is on the top, but the waist and abdomen are already wide open.

"Ho!"

With a roar like a thunderstorm, Lu Bu raised his eyes, and the painting halberd in his hand slapped Wen Chou's waist with murderous intent.

"Dare thieves!"

A roar suddenly exploded, and the huge sound of Jin Ge clashing suddenly rang in Wen Chou's ears, piercing his eardrums with pain.

A black horse with snow-white hooves suddenly jumped into Wen Chou's field of vision.

It was Yan Liang who arrived in time at this critical moment.

Seeing that Yan Liang was in a hurry, Lu Bu did not panic at all, all of this was within Xu You's expectation.

Because of Yan Liang's eagerness to rescue Wen Chou, he had already distanced himself from the large army, and only entered the formation with a few personal guards.

With a wave of his halberd, Lu Bu slightly distanced himself from Yan Liang, Wen Chou.

He raised his halberd to catch the two of them, and the three of them were fighting together again in an instant.

(End of this chapter)