The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 633 Advance! (5k chapter)

"Flying Bear Army..."

The flying bear on the black-and-white banner seems to be close at hand in the binoculars.

Xu An put down the binoculars in his hand. The Flying Bear Army is undoubtedly the most elite part of the Xiliang Army. Just by taking a look at it, he knows that it will definitely enter the top ranks of the world's strongest soldiers.

But the outcome of a battle is difficult to change with a strong army.

With a serious expression on his face, Xu An took down the only fiery red command flag in the barrel.

……

"Raise the gun!"

Wang Qi raised the Yanling Saber and shouted angrily. At the same time as his voice sounded, there was also a whistle representing the defense against the impact.

The sound of the whistle was extremely shrill and sharp, and it hurt the eardrums of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

But none of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army cared about the pain in their eardrums. They didn't look left and right, and they didn't whisper to each other. They all looked at one place—the front!
They held the blades in their hands tightly, put the spear points in front of their bodies, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, and stood tightly together with their comrades.

The sound of heavy breathing echoed in the formation of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Rumble--"

A dull roar came from the front, faintly mixed with the sound of broken bones and mournful wailing.

The defeated soldiers of Dong Zhuo's army originally fled to the west, but now they rushed back and rushed straight to the east where the Yellow Turban soldiers were arrayed.

Without exception, their faces were full of horror and endless despair...

A chill rose from the soles of Wang Qi's feet, passing through his legs, waist, abdomen, and chest all the way to the top of his head.

There is often only one reason why the defeated soldiers who lost their minds and just wanted to escape turned around—they encountered even more terrifying existences.

"Rumble--"

Standing in the front formation, Chen Wu followed a group of soldiers in the formation and recited scriptures, trying his best to calm down the emotions in his heart.

He saw the broken soldiers fleeing westward rushing straight ahead, and then the rumbling vibration became even louder.

Chen Wu felt that the field where his body was standing seemed to be shaking, and he had the illusion of being unstable.

"Raise the gun!"

Chen Wu's eyes froze slightly. He had experienced many battles, and he already knew what would happen next.

They are about to face the charge of heavy cavalry!

During the battle of Zhangshui, he had seen the charge of heavy cavalry.

The heavy cavalry of the Han army smashed through one formation after another without any effort. In the battle of Zhangshui, the right formation of the Yellow Turban Army was only almost broken by the five hundred Han cavalry led by Jiang Yiqu.

Chen Wu still remembers the scene at that time...

Group after group of rout soldiers rushed towards them, Wang Qi gave the order to shoot and kill, and that day he beheaded five rout soldiers with his own hands.

Those rout soldiers used to be his robes, his comrades, they collapsed due to the impact of the heavy cavalry, and fled to the rear, hoping to find a way out.

And behind those defeated soldiers are countless fiery red banners...

The sound of shouting and killing, howling, and the sound of swords and soldiers colliding with each other all stimulated everyone's nerves.

Under those monsters whose men and horses were all wearing heavy armor, all the army formations were shattered without exception, no one could be spared, no one could survive...

In the end, the heavy cavalry of the Han army did not rush straight towards them, but slowly turned around before reaching their army formation, and continued to charge towards the right.

But today, it seems that good luck has left them. This time they are about to face the charge of heavy cavalry, all of which are similar to the battle in Zhangshui.

The rout soldiers that kept coming, the dull roar, and the seemingly endless banners.

It's just that the color of the banner changed from scarlet to black ink.

"String the crossbow!"

"call out--------"

The shrill whistle sounded throughout the entire formation of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Wang Qi's face was ferocious, and he stabbed the Yanling knife in his hand on the ground viciously, and took a spear from the hand of the guard beside him.

"Raise the crossbow!!"

Among the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, all the soldiers holding crossbows raised their crossbows.

The sound of the crossbow being wound up was endless, and one after another the feathered arrows were hitched onto the crossbow.

At this moment, the military array of the Yellow Turban Army's military pawns to defend against the impact was officially re-arranged.

The tower shield soldiers are at the forefront, and the second, third, fourth, and fifth are all pikemen. The sharp spears stand up high from behind the tower shield, like porcupines in the forest. spikes.

The crossbowmen were originally equipped with long spears, but because of the previous counterattack, many long spears were discarded because they penetrated into the enemy's body. The crossbowmen handed their long spears to Pao Ze standing in front of them.

Among the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, [-]% of the soldiers carrying crossbows have reached [-]%, but they do not lack the instinct for close combat. They just carry crossbows, which does not mean that they are weak in close combat. The armor on their bodies and the weapons they carry It is almost the same as other ordinary soldiers.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A loud horn sound pierced the dark sky.

"Rumbling—"

The huge roar became louder and louder, and the earth groaned and trembled under the iron hooves.

The most elite heavy armored cavalry under Dong Zhuo's command also showed his terrifying face at this moment.

Compared with the heavy cavalry of the Han army that was so powerful and aggressive at the beginning, the Feixiong army is more gloomy. They are all hidden under black armor. A knight who crawled from the Nine Netherworld to the human world.

Their bodies are infested with the breath of death...

Shouts, hisses, the clashing sounds of armor as they floated up and down, and the sound of hunting banners all intertwined in an instant, forming a movement of death.

But all these sounds, including the sharp noise from the Yellow Turban soldiers' formation, were all overwhelmed by the same sound.

"Boom--"

It was the sound of hundreds of horses stepping on the ground at the same time, and it was the sound of horseshoes stomping hard on the grass.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes overwhelmed the sharp sound of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and the iron hooves wrapped in horseshoes trampled fiercely on the grass. A burst of rage swept away.

"put!!!"

Wang Qi's eyes were about to split, and he roared hoarsely.

At this time, the front of the Yellow Turban Army's soldiers was suddenly clear, and the rout of Dong Zhuo's army had dissipated at this time, and what came into view was the heavy armored cavalry, both men and horses!

Countless black banners stood up high, and the black banners and the cavalry under the banners were reflected in Wang Qi's eyes, forming a black ocean.

The Xuanyi, Xuanjia and Xuanbanners, where they entered the eyes, were all inky black, and they were full of death.

The sound of the crossbow machine being activated in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army echoed, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded from above the heads of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army standing in formation.

Countless crossbow arrows shot towards the Feixiong army rushing straight ahead.

A large number of crossbow arrows were shot into the flying bear army's cavalry at the same time, but they did not have the same effect as usual.

The armor on those knights gave them good protection, and the horses under their seats were also covered with horse armor. Although it was not full-body horse armor and there were gaps, it was enough.

The Yellow Turban Army's soldiers fired their crossbows at full force, and they were taken into the cavalry formation of the Feixiong Army, only causing casualties to a dozen knights.

The casualties of those knights were more due to bad luck. The crossbow arrows shot into the horse's body through the gap in the armor, causing the horse to stumble. Several people were shot in the face by the crossbow arrows because they did not bow their heads in time. Fall off the horse.

With such limited damage, there is no way to stop the attack of the flying bear army. The impact seems to be inevitable...

Whether it was the sharp sound of the wooden whistle, or the sound of the banners fluttering in the wind, they were all drowned in the huge and incomparable roar.

But no matter how loud and loud the rumbling sound was, it could not completely cover up the chanting sound from the formation of the Yellow Turban soldiers!

"Peace does not forget danger, survival does not forget death, governance does not forget chaos, and it will last for a long time..."

Chen Wu held the long spear in his hand tightly. He followed Fu Zhu in the army formation and recited scriptures, looking forward firmly.

Death is not scary, at least now he is no longer afraid of death.

Chen Wu knows that after his death, Taipingdao will not forget his family, and his family will receive the best treatment, his children will be able to enter elementary schools for free rest, and his family will also be able to receive pensions and tax relief ...

The great virtuous and good teacher will definitely win this battle and bring Huang Tian's Dewey to Guanzhong.

If it wasn't for Xu An, perhaps he and his family would have died in that extremely cold winter in Taihang Mountains.

It was Xu An who pulled them up from the abyss of despair, led them out of the Taihang Mountains, and led them through all kinds of difficulties, over mountains and mountains, and brought the world of Huang Tian into this painful world.

Finally, there is no need to suffer from hunger, no need to be frightened, no need to grovel.

"does it worth?"

Chen Wu remembered the words that Shen An, named Yinglangwei Qianhu, asked him in the fourth year of Zhongping.

If you give him another chance, he will definitely answer that he must be more determined than before.

During the famine in the past, his daughter starved to death in his arms, and even a grain of grain could not be poured out of the crock.

When his elder brother was killed by bandits, he crawled and crouched in the grass not far away, clenching his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

He hated himself who was weak in the past, and hated being in a helpless situation.

He joined the Yellow Turban Army, took up weapons, put on armor, and devoted himself to the path of peace.

After joining Taipingdao, Chen Wu understood for the first time that he could live a good life by standing up straight and holding his head high.

It turns out that not every place in the world has such strict taxes.

His wife and his parents now live in Shangdang County, where they have fields to cultivate and houses to live in. They no longer need to worry about robbers and tax collectors as they did in the past, and they no longer need to bow their knees .

All of this is because of the arrival of Taipingdao, and because of the arrival of Xu An.

It was Xu An who stood in front of them, leading them forward, leading them to defeat one strong enemy after another, and leading them to spread Huang Tian's virtue all over the world.

If the Taipingdao is gone, if they are defeated, then all this will return to the way it used to be.

The wealthy and powerful families were high above the ground, and the tax collectors ran rampant in the countryside, taking away most of their hard-earned harvest every year, leaving only a little rations.

They will starve again and live a life that is not as good as that of a guinea pig.

"Comrades! The enemy has declared war on us! They have the audacity to launch an attack on us! They want to invade Hedong, Bingzhou, and our homeland!"

Anger accumulated in Chen Wu's chest, he recalled the pain of the past, and also recalled Fu Zhu's roar when he crossed the Yellow River.

"Our actions are just!"

"The enemy's plot will be crushed!"

"Victory must belong to us!!"

Chen Wu tried his best to raise his spear.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The sound of chanting slowly subsided, replaced by shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami, which were the shouts from the throats of hundreds of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in various formations.

Roars burst out from the throats of countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and they slammed fiercely at the cavalry formation of the Flying Bear Army who was rushing straight forward.

"Oh!"

A loud bang suddenly sounded, and a blood mist suddenly appeared in the cavalry of the Flying Bear Army. The roar of people, the neighing of horses, and the cracking of bones instantly intertwined.

Chen Wu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the cavalry formation of the Feixiong Army not far away, his face stunned.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The spear held in Chen Wu's hand couldn't help but tremble.

He raised his head, looked towards the sky, and his breath became short of breath.

Countless stone bullets pierced the sky and crashed towards the flying bear army's cavalry in front.

The crossbow arrows cannot penetrate the armor of the heavy cavalry, but the stone bullets thrown by the catapult machine are enough to urge the city to break the wall, but they can easily kill them on the spot!
"Bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of stone bullets hitting the ground continued to resound.

However, the accuracy of some stone bullets is really not very good. One stone bullet even landed less than five steps away from Chen Wu’s body, and he was covered in cold sweat. The stone bullet almost fell on the top of their heads. on the ground.

……

"Successfully hit the enemy's cavalry formation without accidentally injuring our army!"

Just behind the formation of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, a soldier standing on the nest car and observing couldn't help shouting loudly.

Under the nest cart, a crowd of Yellow Turban stone-throwing soldiers operating the torsion stone-throwing machine cheered.

The Marquis of the Yellow Turban Army who commanded the riprap convoy also let out a long sigh of relief. He was too nervous when he ordered to adjust the angle.

"Adjust the angle, and adjust it up two degrees. This time we are going to attack the enemies behind us, and our comrades will launch a counterattack immediately! We can't accidentally hurt them!!!"

The military marquis calmed down his excitement, and then issued the military order again.

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Chinese military lookout car.

Xu An put down the binoculars, pressed his hands on the railing, and looked in the direction of the front line.

Jia Xu's face was calm, with his hands behind his back, he watched the changing situation indifferently.

Although Li Ru is good at planning, he is not good at military strategy. Jia Xu has been under Dong Zhuo's tent for many years, and he already knows how Li Ru uses troops.

The pursuit of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army was precisely Jia Xu's order.

Jia Xu wanted the Yellow Turban soldiers to create a loophole in the pursuit to lure Li Ru into Dong Zhuo's last elite—the Feixiong Army.

Everything is in his plan.

The reaction and discipline of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army can definitely re-arrange the whole team in the first time.

The easy-to-move torque riprap convoy can move quickly. In the Battle of Zhangshui, it successfully helped the Yellow Turban Army defeat Lu Zhi’s command of the Xiyuan Forbidden Army. Jia Xu also put this riprap convoy in the front line. And use the terrain to hide it.

This battle was mainly attacked by Dong Zhuo's army and defended by the Yellow Turban Army. This was the chosen battlefield of the Yellow Turban Army, and it was not difficult to hide the stone-throwing convoy.

Although Dong Zhuojun learned the secret of the new harness, they did not know the secret of the telescope.

The telescope in the Yellow Turban Army is regarded as the top secret like papermaking and printing. Only a few people can hold it, and the secret has not been leaked.

Without a telescope, Li Ru is not a clairvoyant or a good ear. Naturally, he cannot see what is hidden in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

The telescope plays a great role in the war of cold weapons. The opponent's deployment and mobilization are basically transparent under the telescope.

When Jia Xu saw the movement of the Feixiong army with binoculars, he immediately ordered the catapult convoy to move.

The catapult convoy in the Yellow Turban Army received new training, and the biggest difference between the torsion catapult and the manpower catapult appeared because of this.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army's rock-throwing convoy basically received simple arithmetic training, and Xu An brought in some knowledge from later generations.

Through many experiments and tests, the Yellow Turban Army's torsion rock-throwing convoy has also mastered relevant knowledge, knowing how high the angle and how much force can make the rock throwing far, and even the observers can estimate the approximate distance.

It was precisely because of this that Jia Xu felt relieved to launch the first counterattack with the torsion catapult team.

However, Jia Xu did not pin all his hopes on the rock-throwing team. He also prepared a backup player. All eggs cannot be put in the same basket.

At the same time that the stone bullets smashed into the flying bear army's cavalry formation.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were in the rear, and the bed crossbows on more than ten carriages were activated, and more than ten huge crossbow arrows flew towards the flying bear army in front.

The equipment of the Yellow Turban Army was not limited to trebuchets. The bed crossbows used to defend the city were dismantled and mounted on four-wheeled carriages, and they were carried onto the battlefield as mobile ballistas.

The huge crossbow arrows followed closely by the stone bullets, and shot fiercely into the cavalry formation of the Flying Bear Army.

In fact, it shouldn't be called a crossbow arrow, but it is more appropriate to call the crossbow arrow a crossbow spear.

The huge crossbow spear shot into the cavalry formation of the Feixiong army, opening several gaps in the cavalry formation of the Feixiong army in an instant.

The angle of a crossbow spear was just right, it just hit the chest of a war horse, shot into the chest of the horse, shot out from the back abdomen, and nailed it to the ground fiercely.

Some crossbow spears first penetrated a knight on horseback, and then shot the knight behind him, hanging them together like candied haws.

Sudden shock, even if these knights were the most valiant flying bear army under Dong Zhuo's command, they became panicked, lost their positions, and lost their rationality.

"call out--------"

But at this moment, a sharp sound suddenly went straight into the sky, and lasted for a long time, it sounded from the center of the Yellow Turban Army, and then spread to all directions.

At this moment, all the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were still in shock because of the sudden blow to the Feixiong Army trembled all over, and subconsciously raised their weapons.

They were very familiar with that whistle, it was the first whistle they remembered, and that whistle was almost engraved in their bones and blood.

That's a long whistle, an marching whistle!
Once the whistle sounded, there was no retreat, no death, no life, no golden sound, no retreat half a step.

"Long live the Taiping Road!"

In the formation of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, a Fu Zhu raised his blade first and jumped out of the formation.

"Long live the Taiping Dao!!"

Following the actions of that Fu Zhu, more soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army reacted, and they also raised their weapons and swarmed forward.

"go ahead!"

Wang Qi clenched the spear in his hand, swung it forward suddenly, and issued the final military order.

"go ahead!!!"

Countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army repeated his words loudly. Holding up their weapons, they roared and took steps forward, charging forward without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)