The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 634 Dong Zhongying

As the sun sets, only a tiny corner of the distant sun is still emitting residual heat.

The sunset glow in the sky was dyed blood red by the setting sun, just like fresh blood.

Above the wilderness, the originally high-spirited war drums were no longer high-spirited, and the sharp wooden whistle was no longer sharp.

The blood-red sunset reflected the blood-stained land, countless soldiers fell on the battlefield, countless banners fell on the ground, countless souls wandered in the wilderness, they could not find their way home, they were far away from their hometown .

Dong Zhuo was covered in blood, and the Zheng robe on his outer cover had already been broken, leaving only a few strips of cloth hanging on the armor. The dark red blood coated the original black armor on his body with a strange coating.

Dong Zhuo leaned on a long halberd and stood in the pool of blood. The severe pain from his waist and abdomen made it difficult for him to straighten his body. It was an injury caused to him by a chief of the Yellow Turban Army, which came from a handle made of fine iron. long gun.

Of course, the chief of the Yellow Turban Army was decapitated by him, and his subordinates were also defeated by him.

Li Ru stood beside Dong Zhuo, and he supported Dong Zhuo's body so that Dong Zhuo would not fall to the ground.

Beside Dong Zhuo, there were still thirteen elite soldiers of the Feixiong Army left. All the thirteen soldiers of the Feixiong Army were wounded. Surrounded by Dong Zhuo.

They have really come to the end of the mountain, where they cannot escape.

The flags were waving, and countless khaki flags fluttered in the strong wind, and they were surrounded by the Yellow Turban Army in all directions.

Dong Zhuo has been defeated, and the battle of Huayin has come to an end.

The Feixiong Army's assault encountered repeated attacks from catapults and crossbow carts, and was then defeated by the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. The appearance of this situation also made Dong Zhuojun, who was originally fluctuating in military spirit, completely lose his confidence in victory.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and the defeat of Feixiong's army caused Dong Zhuo's army to be defeated.

Fan Chou and Xu Rong, who guarded Dong Zhuo's left and right flanks, were defeated shortly after the Yellow Turban Army launched a counterattack.

Dong Zhuo kept all the elite troops in the Chinese army. Although Fan Chou and Xu Rong were not mediocre men, it was hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. They were only a group of ordinary soldiers, so how could they stop the onslaught of the Yellow Turban Army.

The defeat of the central army also caused Dong Zhuo's army of the left and right armies to fall into chaos. Fan Chou and Xu Rong were coerced by the rout, retreated and left the battlefield.

Xu An did not order the pursuit, and the land in Guanzhong is now in the possession of Taipingdao.

Fan Chou and Xu Rong fled the battlefield, but where could they flee?

Zuo Fufeng, You Fengling, Jing Zhaoyin?

The Yellow Turbans surrounded Guanzhong from three sides, and Fan Chou and Xu Rong had no escape.

According to the latest news, Chang'an City has been abandoned by Wang Yun and has become an undefended empty city.

Huangfusong and Gai Xun led the forbidden army to guard the emperor Liu Bian, and Wang Yun led all the court officials to evacuate to Wuguan in the south. The powerful families of Chang'an City and Jingzhaoyin were also among them.

The cities on the western and northern lines, as well as Dong Zhuo's army, had lost their determination to resist. The changes in Chang'an City caught them by surprise, and they had no way to get in touch with Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo lost control of all places long before the outbreak of the Huayin War. Now the only thing that can restrict the progress of the Yellow Turban Army on the Western and Northern Fronts is supply and taking over those Dong Zhuo's troops who have put down their weapons and declared their surrender.

It will also take a lot of effort from the Yellow Turban Army to settle those soldiers who were defeated and surrendered. After all, they are an army and it is impossible to ignore them.

In just a few days, Zhang Yan had already driven straight in with the army under his command, and now they are stationed in Zuo Fufeng's administrative office, Zuo Fufeng. Zuo Fufeng is actually under Zhang Yan's control.

Along the way, Zhang Yan didn't encounter much decent resistance at all. The biggest loss Zhang Yan suffered was when he attacked a Wubao built by a powerful force. Almost all the cities controlled by Dong Zhuo surrendered in anticipation.

If he didn't dare to be 100% sure of the authenticity of the information, and was afraid of being surrounded by Dong Zhuo's army if he marched too fast, Zhang Yan might have rushed to the gate of Chang'an City with his cavalry.

Yan Zhong also successfully joined Guo Tai, who was marching from Shangjun, and the two successfully joined forces in Youfeng Ling's Pinyang City.

Right now, Feng Ling's half county is basically occupied by Yan Zhong and Guo Tai.

Afterwards, Yan Zhong led the army to continue marching towards Gaoling, the seat of Youfeng Ling in the south, while Guo Tai led the Shangjun Yellow Turban Army to march all the way to Lian Shao and Chongquan in the east of You Fengling.

Lian Shao and Chongquan are the cities in the west of Linjin, and Linjin is where Dong Zhuo's former base camp was.

When Dong Zhuo entered Huayin, there were not many soldiers left in Linjin for defense. The destruction of Linjin city was already a certainty.

Once Linjin City is occupied by the Yellow Turban Army, the road to the north will also be cut off.

Fan Chou and Xu Rong were actually trapped to death in Guanzhong, and there was no way to escape.

Banners and flags are hunting, spears and halberds are like forests, spears are like hemp, and crowds are like seas.

Dong Zhuo was very familiar with the scene in front of him. He had fought countless battles all his life, and he had seen this scene countless times.

But the scene in front of him made Dong Zhuo extremely strange.

Because the flying banner is not the color of flames, nor the color of ink, but the color of soil...

The color of the flag was as dull as the loess in the field, but for some reason, Dong Zhuo looked at the khaki-colored flag fluttering in front of him and felt that the flag was full of vitality, full of fighting spirit, full of... anger...

Dong Zhuo looked around, the soldiers on all sides were all wearing yellow scarves and holding shield spears, standing in an array, without exception, there was anger in their eyes.

One after another, strange flags surrounded him, Lu, Zhang, Yan, Wen...

One tower shield after another was pressed together tightly, forming a large circle around the periphery, and one lever after another protruded from the top of the tower shield. All enemies who tried to attack the army formation would be mercilessly assassinated by them.

The hope of life has been cut off.

Chen Wu and Tian Zhang stood in front of the battle, holding the Yanling Saber in their hands, supporting each other.

The pain on his body did not attract their attention. His attention was all on the unusually burly Han general who was besieged in the center of the army formation and was wearing black armor.

Everyone knew that it was Dong Zhuo!The chief culprit of all the troubles was that Dong Zhuo gave the order to attack. It was Dong Zhuo who wanted to destroy their peaceful life and forced them to travel long distances.

It was Dong Zhuo who stood in the way of their progress, wanted them to bow their knees again, wanted them to live a life that was not as good as a porcupine dog, and prevented the world of Huang Tian from coming.

"Salvoe ready."

Lu Bu's face was stern, and he held up his painted halberd, pointing at Dong Zhuo who was standing inside.

A sharp sound resounded in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

The sound of the crossbow being wound up suddenly sounded in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and the pikemen behind the tower shield soldiers retreated one after another, and the tower shield soldiers also turned their shields to make way for the passage.

A group of hundreds of crossbowmen lined up in three rows and walked forward quickly, in an extremely orderly manner, even the pace was slow.
Three rows of crossbowmen quickly walked out of the cover of the tower shield soldiers. The first row of crossbowmen squatted halfway on the ground, and the latter two groups of crossbowmen stood staggered, holding their crossbows horizontally.

They have practiced this set of tactics countless times on the training ground and on the battlefield. These actions have been engraved deep in his memory.

It can be solved with a bow and crossbow, so there is no need to send people forward for close combat.

Just when Lu Bu was about to give the order to shoot, Dong Zhuo, who was surrounded by everyone, suddenly moved.

"Wait a minute."

Dong Zhuo pushed away Li Ru who was supporting him, separated from the soldiers of the Feixiong Army who blocked him with his body, and walked to the front with difficulty, leaning on his long sword.

"I want to see Xu An."

Dong Zhuo raised his head and looked up at Lu Bu who was on his horse, his eyes were calm.

Dong Zhuo didn't take the glaring looks from the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army around him at all.

Lu Bu narrowed his eyes slightly, Dong Zhuo's request made him hesitate.

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army did not expect that Dong Zhuo would actually want to meet Xu An.

Lu Bu glanced at the soldiers of Dong Zhuo's army in the field. Those soldiers were wounded several times, and it was extremely difficult for them to even stand. Flowing down, there is not much threat.

Lu Bu felt serious admiration for Dong Zhuo, who was seriously injured and still calmly faced with hundreds of crossbows on his body.

People in the army admire warriors the most. Although Dong Zhuo is an enemy, he is indeed a warrior.

Having reached an agreement with Gong Du, Lu Bu said in a deep voice to Dong Zhuo who was not far from the horse.

"I will report to the great virtuous teacher for you. As for whether the great virtuous teacher will see you or not, it depends on the great virtuous teacher."

There was some commotion in the Yellow Turban Army, and the orderly galloped quickly towards the rear.

Dong Zhuo leaned on the long sword with one hand, and stood in the same place with difficulty. The wound on his leg was aggravated by the previous walking, and the severe pain tormented his nerves. Beads of sweat slowly trickled down his forehead Down.

Dong Zhuo held his head up, looking at the tallest banner not far away, he knew it was Xu An's big flag.

Time is passing by slowly, the sun is setting slowly, the darkness has begun to take over the whole world, and soon the darkness will fall, and the whole earth will fall into silence and fall into endless darkness.

Footsteps came from behind, Dong Zhuo slowly turned his head and looked behind him.

Li Ru walked in the forefront, and a group of Feixiong soldiers supported each other and staggered behind Li Ru.

Everyone tacitly stopped behind Dong Zhuo at the same time.

Dong Zhuo and Li Ru looked at each other, neither of them said anything, everything was kept silent.

Dong Zhuozheng turned his head and closed his eyes, leaning on the long sword under him, waiting for the final result.

If Xu An refused his request to meet, he could accept death calmly.

Close your eyes, the scenes of your life, from childhood to adulthood, pass before Dong Zhuo's eyes like a revolving lantern.

Defeat the Xiongnu, enter the government, be named Habayashiro, and follow Zhang Huan to defeat the Qiang soldiers...

It's a pity that when he was young and frivolous, he was too arrogant, so he didn't listen to Zhang Huan's teachings to him at all.

Zhang Huan was also completely disappointed in him and turned his gift away.

"When a man lives in the world, he should contribute to the country's frontier."

Dong Zhuo's nose was slightly sour, he thought of Zhang Huan's words in the past, unknowingly he had become the terrifying appearance he is now.

The old robe Ze regarded him as a tiger and a wolf, and the eyes of his former wives and concubines also showed fear. Those friends who had been with him became more and more alienated at some point, surrounded by flatterers and flatterers.

Do not know when, everything changed.

Dong Zhuo himself has no way to figure out how all this happened, but he knows that the ambition he set when he was young was not to become himself now.

The noise coming from in front of him interrupted Dong Zhuo's thoughts, and Dong Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, looking forward.

In sight, the tall flag was getting closer and closer, and the noise was getting louder.

The formation of the Yellow Turban Army in front of me separated towards the left and right sides like a wave, and even so, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army did not see the slightest chaos, but was still orderly.

Dong Zhuo looked at those uniform soldiers, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, such an army would be difficult to defeat in an upright battle even if Huangfusong led the Sanhe Five School's Imperial Army.

It is not wronged or shameful to lose to such an opponent.

With the sound of horseshoes, Dong Zhuo saw the nine banners with the stars, the sun and the moon drawn on them, followed by a man wearing iron armor, holding a flag gun, a bow and a knife, and wearing a burqa under the banner. Teng Xiangwei.

The flag fluttered, the robes bulged, and as soon as Teng Xiangwei appeared, the originally tense atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly changed and became extremely solemn and solemn.

After a while, there was a commotion in the Tengxiang Guard, and then the tall flag moved forward again.

Wearing a pot-collared iron armor and a khaki battle robe, Xu An led his horse into Dong Zhuo's field of vision, and a group of generals of the Yellow Turban Army surrounded Xu An like stars holding the moon.

Xu An led the horse forward, walked all the way to the rear of the crossbowmen, and then stopped the horse.

Dong Zhuo stood on the ground, and Xu An rode on the horse and looked down at Dong Zhuo. From this distance, the two could already see each other's face.

Xu An looked at the blood-stained Dong Zhuo standing on the pool of blood, and the appearance of Dong Zhuo in his imagination also appeared in his mind.

The two images overlapped, and the Dong Zhuo in front of him was not as fat as Xu An expected, but somehow resembled Lu Bu.

Dong Zhuo was tall, a head taller than ordinary people, and looked extremely powerful. Although he was injured, he still had the power to remain calm. Surrounded by the Yellow Turbans, he was able to remain calm. This undoubtedly required great courage.

"You have something to say to me, but it doesn't matter."

Xu An looked at Dong Zhuo and said slowly.

He used to know Dong Zhuo through history books and records, but now, Dong Zhuo was standing in front of him alive.

In fact, Xu An really wanted to see Dong Zhuo, he wanted to know what kind of person that powerful official who crushed and trampled the last dignity of the Han Dynasty was like.

Dong Zhuo didn't answer Xu An's question right away, and his attention was actually not on Xu An, but on the Yellow Turbans around Xu An.

When Xu An came, Dong Zhuo discovered something.

From generals to ordinary soldiers, they looked at Xu An with respect in their eyes...

Once upon a time, the soldiers under his command looked at him with such eyes.

Dong Zhuo looked around at the scene, and finally his eyes rested on Xu An.

Dong Zhuo looked up at Xu An, raised his head and smiled.

"Although I'm unwilling, but the current result is also caused by me, and there is nothing to regret."

"Zhu Jun was defeated by your hands, and Lu Zhi was also defeated by your hands. I lost to you today, which is not considered a dishonor of reputation."

After Dong Zhuo laughed out loud, he slowly restrained his smile.

He stood up straight with all his strength, and raised the long sword that was originally used as a support under his body.

"It's a pity..."

Dong Zhuo held the sword in both hands, the horizontal sword was on the neck, and remorse appeared in his eyes.

Dong Zhuo didn't finish his next words, he showed determination and pulled his long sword sharply.

Blood gushed out, and Dong Zhuo's burly body crashed to the ground.

"Ming Gong wait a moment, I will accompany you."

Li Ru knelt down on the ground, bowed his head to Dong Zhuo's fallen body, and saluted with great grief.

The sound of sharp knives piercing flesh sounded one after another, and the thirteen Feixiong soldiers and Li Ru all drew their swords and followed Dong Zhuo into the underworld.

A wolf howl suddenly sounded from a distance, and at this moment, the setting sun finally lost all its light.

The pitch-black curtain slowly fell from the sky above the world.

The curtain fell, darkness enveloped the entire world, the stars above the sky were dim, and it was difficult to see five fingers.

But then, countless torches lit up from the field outside Huayin!
The whistle sounded for a long time, and countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army raised their torches high, shouting loudly, venting their emotions.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand, follow the sky and follow the righteousness, and enjoy peace!!!"

Countless torches gathered together, and the flames soared into the sky, like a vast galaxy!
(End of this chapter)