The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 555 Long live!

Tens of thousands of cavalry troops from Xianbei followed He Louqi and launched an army formation on the grassland, followed by a steady stream of cavalry troops pouring out from the royal court of Xianbei in the west.

The flags were fluttering, and the low-pitched horns flew around.

He Louqi tightly held the spear in his hand, and in the sound of "death battle" after another, tens of thousands of cavalry soldiers from the Xianbei tribe stepped out of the royal court without hesitation.

Looking up, the vast wilderness of Wangting in the past has been submerged by the raging yellow tide.

"Rumbling—"

The earth was trembling, and the originally high-pitched shouts of the Xianbei army had already been drowned out by the sound of horseshoes that sounded like thunder.

The horseshoes of tens of thousands of war horses knocked on the cold ground, making a rhythmic and dull symphony. The cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army had been completely deployed, and they rushed towards Xianbei's royal court from all directions.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army came from east to west. The billowing smoke and dust soared to the sky, and the rising sun was obscured by the smoke and dust, making it difficult to shine.

At dawn, the sky is still in darkness, the stars are gone, and the bright moon is dim.

"Wow——"

In the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, countless khaki-colored banners were unfurled, and a large number of khaki-colored banners were unfurled in the wind. They were the banners of the Yellow Turban Army!
The khaki-colored flags flew wantonly in the headwind, and amidst the whistles one after another, the huge cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army was immediately covered by the sea of ​​flags.

But the sounds of horseshoes and banners are obviously not the protagonists of this symphony, followed by a more grand and high-pitched sound covering everyone's voice.

"Wan Sheng!!"

A tsunami-like sound suddenly came from the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, like a hurricane, it swept towards the cavalry formation of the Xianbei Army who were still in formation outside the royal court.

The deafening shouts completely overwhelmed the thunderous hooves of the horses, as well as the sound of countless banners.

In the huge cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, countless earth-yellow banners gradually spread out to the largest and straightened as the horses accelerated and galloped, allowing everyone to see clearly the big characters written on the banners - "The world is auspicious".

"Wan Sheng!!!"

Wave after wave of shouts continued to come from the cavalry formations of the Yellow Turban Army, like waves on the seashore, rushing towards the cavalry formation of the Xianbei Army.

Xu An held a long spear and took the lead, followed by Bian Xi, Guan Cheng, Song Xian, Wei Xu, Hou Cheng and other directly subordinate generals. side.

Right beside Xu An, the big banner that followed him from the Taihang Mountains to the present is still standing.

The strong wind blew up and rolled up the large khaki flag embroidered with the words "Great Virtuous Teacher" and made a violent sound of hunting.

Unlike the Yellow Turban Army with extremely high morale, the Xianbei Army outside the Xianbei King's Court seemed extremely low-key, their formation was chaotic, and they had almost no rules.

The frontmost soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army are only one mile away from the cavalry formation of the Xianbei Army. The distance of one mile is only a short distance to the cavalry of both sides, and the distance of one mile is already the distance for the battle.

Xu An exerted a little force with his left hand and pulled the rein, slowing down the horse a little.

They have an advantage in this kind of battle with a scale of ten thousand people. Since he is the leader of an army, this kind of moment will do more harm than good.

He only needs to let the soldiers under his command know his position, instead of going into battle in person like before.

"call out------"

A sharp cry suddenly sounded from Xu An's side.

Under Xu An's signal, Xu Hong blew the wooden whistle in his mouth, and the guards behind him also blew the wooden whistle in his mouth.

"call out----"

"call out----"

"call out----"

One after another, sharp screams sounded, from near to far, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, ripples appeared one after another.

The sound of the wooden whistle came one after another, and in the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, countless officers blew their wooden whistles.

The wooden whistle is the unique military music of the Yellow Turban Army, and the long-sounding wooden whistle is the exclusive whistle sound for the Yellow Turban Army to attack.

The whistle sounded for a long time, there was no retreat, there was death but no life!
If you advance, you will be in the world of Huangtian, if you retreat, you will be in endless hell.

The souls of the war dead return to the yellow sky, and the fugitives fall into purgatory!
"Taiping Road!!"

In the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, in each team, each camp, each song, and each department, countless people wore yellow scarves on their heads, and wore amulets full of scriptures and cloth strips. They all raised their weapons high and roared. Driving the horses, they marched at the forefront of their respective army formations.

"Long live!!!"

The Fu Zhu of the Yellow Turban Army, they were born in Taoist halls, and they have firm beliefs.

On the day they graduated from the Taoist hall, they would gather outside the government office in Jinyang, and Xu An would personally bring the Taoist badges for them.

In the Taoist temple of Taipingdao, facing the stone tablets engraved with those soldiers who died fighting for Taipingdao, they promised to dedicate their lives to Huang Tian completely, and promised to fight for Huangtian's world until they died!
"Long live the Taiping Road!!!"

One after another, the charging Fu Zhu also inspired the courage of the soldiers around them. They gathered under the khaki banner, chanting the same slogan hysterically.

Numerous khaki banners embroidered with "Good luck in the world" fluttered in the air, and under the banners was a khaki wave composed of countless cavalry soldiers wearing yellow robes and yellow scarves.

The huge cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army was like a huge wave that overwhelmed the sea, and it rushed towards the cavalry formation of the Xianbei Army.

The iron hoofs of thousands of war horses knocked on the icy ground, and the sound they made was more than deafening.

The roars of thousands of soldiers gathered in the open sky, and the movements formed were more than earth-shattering.

He Louqi's eyes are full of despair, he no longer expects victory, he knows everything is over.

"kill!!!"

He Louqi kicked the horse again, increasing the horse's speed again.

Xu An retreated to the rear because the ending was already doomed, and there was no need for him to take personal risks and increase the number of variables.

He Louqi charged forward because he already had the will to die.

He miscalculated everything, and because of his wrong judgment, the entire tribe was destroyed.

Some shame can only be washed away with blood, and dying on the battlefield is the best option he can choose now.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The majestic horn sounded, which was the horn used by the Xianbei people from ancient times to the present.

The sound of the horn is a symbol of the Xianbei tribe. When the majestic horn sounded, they once conquered the city and conquered the territory and destroyed the enemy.

The sound of the horn accompanied them from scratch, from weak to strong, and accompanied them to defeat powerful enemies one after another.

Rejecting Dingling in the north, defeating Fuyu in the east, and attacking Wusun in the west, occupying the homeland of the Xiongnu, more than [-] miles from east to west, invincible in the world, even the mighty Han Empire cannot match it!
However, the sound of the majestic horn was overshadowed by the continuous sharp sound, and lost the momentum of the past.

"啾------"

A strange sound suddenly sounded, which was extremely ear-piercing amidst the whistle of the Yellow Turban Army Commander.

He Louqi's pupils shrank suddenly, and the scene in front of him made his body extremely stiff.

The sun was slowly rising, and nearly a third of the sun jumped over the eastern horizon.

The golden sun shines from the east, and the light from the rising sun reflects on the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, reflecting it like the heavenly soldiers in the myth.

But what made He Louqi startled was not the cavalrymen of the Yellow Turban Army rushing towards him like a stormy sea, but the scene above the sky.

Countless arrows swept through the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and shot towards the cavalry formation of the Xianbei Army across the sky that had just been brightened, but only a few arrows returned when the Xianbei Army was in a hurry. go.

It turned out that tens of thousands of cavalry drew their bows together, and the feathered arrows they shot could really cover the scorching sun in the sky...

"啾------"

The Mingdi (sounding arrow) shot by the Yellow Turban Army rushed towards them, and the strange sound was the sound of Mingdi flying across the sky.

"Puff puff!"

"Recovery--" "Recovery--" "Boom--"

In the cavalry formation of the Xianbei army, people turned their backs on their backs in an instant, and chaos became a mess.

The screams and wailing of people, the wailing of war horses, the sound of arrows piercing flesh, and the collision of bodies can be heard endlessly, interweaving a movement of death in the cavalry formation of the Xianbei army.

A large amount of Mingdi fell like a torrential rain, and many cavalry of the Xianbei Army did not wear armor at all because of their haste, or lacked other protection.

The Yellow Turban Army, equipped with new riding equipment such as double-footed stirrups and Takahashi saddles, can use a strong bow on the horse that is more lethal than ordinary riding bows, which has caused a lot of damage to the cavalry of the Xianbei Army .

The Xianbei army's cavalry formation was stagnant, and the momentum of the Xianbei army's cavalry charge was suppressed by this wave of arrow rain.

The fright caused by Ming Dy is actually more than the killing.

The sharp sound from time to time, mixed with the long whistle of the Yellow Turban Army, seemed even more terrifying and heartbreaking.

The Yellow Turban Army came too fast, and the aura of the Yellow Turban Army had reached its peak. Under the ebb and flow, the Western Xianbei fell to the bottom.

Husband war, courage also.

The outcome of the Battle of the Royal Court is doomed.

Lu Bu, Xu Huang, Zhang Liao, and Yan Rou led the cavalry from the four battalions of Xiaoqi, Wuxiang, Bingzhou, and Shanggu to enter the cavalry formation of the Xianbei army from all directions.

The cavalry formation of the Xianbei army had not even survived the first wave of attacks by the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and it had already collapsed.

Equipped with new-style riding equipment, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army with high morale fell to a trough. Because of the panic, the armor was not complete, and even the horses did not even have time to put on the saddle. How could the Xianbei Army not be able to fight and win?

The battle of the king's court lasted to the end, and it was no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

The banner of He Louqi, Lord Xianbei in the west, has already fallen, and the cavalry formation of the Xianbei army in the west has been defeated.

Zhang Liao led Bingzhouying into the royal court of Xianbei in the west, and the Yingwei stationed in Xianbei in the west also took advantage of the chaos to open the place where the slaves were imprisoned in Xianbei in the west.

Those slaves who had been oppressed for a long time were released. Seeing that Xianbei in the west was being attacked by a powerful enemy, they took up their weapons without hesitation, and followed the Tiqi of the Eagle Guards. The court caused commotion everywhere, preventing the Xianbei cavalry who had hastily assembled in the royal court to support the front line.

Internal troubles and external aggressions, there are slave rebellions inside, and powerful enemies outside.

Western Xianbei has been completely defeated, and they have no way to organize any counterattack.

The sun has fully risen, and the dazzling sunlight shines on the blood-stained earth.

Outside the royal court, there was no one riding on a war horse, no one fighting back with a weapon in hand, and no one standing Xianbei.

In the royal court, those rioting slaves also handed over their swords and soldiers to the Bingzhou camp led by Zhang Liao, and chose to submit.

The rest of the Western Xianbei royal court knelt on the ground and buried their heads deeply on the ground.

All who dared to resist have been beheaded, and all who refused to surrender have been sent to the world where the dead live.

The gods that the Xianbei people believed in have left this land, and now this is Huang Tian's territory!

Surrounded by Teng Xiangwei, Xu An stepped across the pools of blood condensed on the grassland, stepped over the corpses of countless Xianbei people, and slowly walked into the royal court of Xianbei in the west.

On both sides of the road in Wangting, there are all Xianbei people lying on the side of the road, trembling.

Xu An's eyes didn't stay on them, war was always cruel.

Especially the war between two ethnic groups and two different civilizations is even more brutal.

In the past, when Tanshi was still the leader of Xianbei, they occupied the vast and incomparable land in the north, rejected Dingling in the north, rejected Puyu in the east, attacked Wusun in the west, and plundered Hanting in the south.

All the Han people in the north were harmed by it. Their families were destroyed, their families were taken into slavery, and countless people lost their children to death.

In a sense, the Western Xianbei who was defeated by Xu An was definitely considered lucky among the losers on the grassland.

Because Xu An will not kill them all, these Xianbei people will participate in the follow-up battle against Liangzhou, and if they perform well, they can even be absorbed into the ranks of the regular army.

The rest of the people will be brought under the rule of the Yellow Turban Army after undergoing labor reform, and will become members of the Taipingdao system from then on.

Xu An's treatment on the grasslands was considered extremely kind.

In this era, the battles on the grasslands were far more cruel than the battles in the Central Plains. When the hostile tribes won, most of the men of the defeated tribes would be killed, leaving only women and children.

It is not uncommon for entire tribes to be exterminated on the grasslands.

The air in front of the king's tent was filled with the smell of blood. When Xu An arrived at the king's tent, soldiers from the Bingzhou camp were still cleaning up the open space outside the king's tent.

On the open space of the king's tent, the banners of the Western Xianbei were piled up in disorder, which were the spoils of the battle of the king's court.

One after another, luxuriously dressed Xianbei nobles were tied up and knelt on the ground, with their heads bowed, waiting for the upcoming trial.

Xu An was riding on the horse, and the big stone in his heart finally settled.

Run thousands of miles and defeat the Western Xianbei in one battle!

This battle will definitely make the reputation of Taiping Road resound throughout the grassland.

The strong are respected on the grassland, and Taipingdao has proved its strength with three victories.

Ding the Xiongnu in the north, defeating Wuhuan in the east, and attacking Xianbei in the west, winning three battles and three victories. The outstanding record of the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army is enough to prove to the world that they are the most powerful cavalry in this era!
"Long live the Taiping Road!"

Xu An held up the Yanling Saber in his hand high, and shouted the slogan that all the Fu Zhu of the Yellow Turban Army shouted loudly.

"Long live the Taiping Dao!!"

First, the Tengxiang Guards beside Xu An raised their arms and shouted, then the soldiers around the royal court who heard the movement began to shout, and then more and more soldiers raised their arms in response to the shouts of their comrades.

"Long live the Taiping Road!!!"

In the end, there was only one voice left in the entire royal court.

It rolled from all over the royal court, and burst out from the throats of more than [-] soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, a passionate and loud cheer.

(End of this chapter)