The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 64
Soaring the clouds into the fog, the heart is too empty...

The expression in Zhang Niujiao's eyes gradually dimmed, and his raised head hung down weakly. The leader of the Yellow Turban Army, who stirred up half of Jizhou, died in the dark military tent.

Everyone's eyes shifted from Zhang Niujiao's body to Chu Yan beside him.

Chu Yan stretched out her hand, slowly stuffed Zhang Niujiao's hand outside the quilt back into the quilt, supported Zhang Niujiao's body on the collapse, and carefully leveled the quilt covering Zhang Niujiao.

The generals in the military tent remained silent, watching Chu Yan's movements intently.

Chu Yan sighed, knelt on his knees and bowed to Zhang Niujiao, then stood up from the side of the collapse, turned around and looked around at the commander-in-chief in the military tent, and said in a deep voice, "Chu Yan is dead!"

The generals in the military tent were a little surprised. They didn't know why Chu Yan said that, and it was clearly not his Chu Yan who died.

Chu Yan took the sword with Zhang Niujiao next to the collapse, and only heard the clear sound of "Qiang", Chu Yan drew the sword and unsheathed it, and the cold light on the blade reflected in everyone's eyes.

"From now on, there will be no Chu Yan in the world, only Zhang Yan!!!"

Everyone stared blankly at Chu Yan, who was standing beside Zhang Niujiao and holding a Han sword with a determined face.

Perhaps it should be called Zhang Yan now.

They have no objection to Zhang Niujiao's decision. The meaning of the surname is not unimportant in China.

For the prosperity of the family, those aristocratic families can do everything they can. They work hard every day, get married, and continue to honor the family. They can even die willingly.

But Chu Yan changed her name to Zhang Yan.

"Meet the General!"

All the generals in the military tent bowed down and bowed in congratulations.

……

On the field outside Yingtao City, the continuous sound of horns and impassioned drums rang out from the camp of the Yellow Turbans.

The yellow turban soldiers with their heads wrapped in yellow turbans poured out of the simple camp. Zhang Yan rode on a white horse and led more than [-] yellow turban knights to the forefront of the army.

The army formation of the Yellow Turban Army slowly advanced amid the shouts of the generals and colonels.

Zhang He raised the spear high in his hand, and the Han army knights behind him moved at the command. Thousands of armored horses rushed out, red flags were hunting in the air, and the rumbling hooves were as loud as thunder in the nine heavens.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The drums of war in the infantry formation of the Han army sounded, Gao Lan's general flag slowly moved forward, and the Han army soldiers holding tower shields stepped forward and pressed forward, like a block of moving steel Great Wall.

Zhang Yan's flag was at the forefront of the Yellow Turban formation, and he had already handed over the command of the army to his lieutenant.

If you want to safely evacuate from Yingtao, you must first repel the thousands of Han troops outside the city, especially the thousand Han armored cavalry. You must first repel this elite Han army before the army can retreat safely, otherwise They will be bitten by this cavalry, and eventually fall under the siege and suppression of various Han troops.

The main general was newly mourned, and the morale of the Yellow Turbans was at a low time. If he wanted to repel the Han army, Zhang Yan had to personally go into battle to boost morale, so that he could win.

The two armies were getting closer and closer, and the cavalry of the Han army was divided into two groups to protect the two wings of the Han army's infantry formation, preventing the huge Yellow Turban army from outflanking the two wings.

Zhang Yan led the cavalry of the Yellow Turbans to the right of the army formation. He arranged heavy troops on the left, and on the weak right flank, he had to rely on [-] Yellow Turbans knights to block the [-] Sima of the Han army on the opposite side. A cavalry.

"Ugh——"

The horn in the army was the signal to attack. The Yellow Turbans completely abandoned the initial tentative attack, and the army rushed towards the Han army like crazy.

"kill!"

Zhang Yan raised the spear in his hand high and pointed forward to the void, and the seven hundred Yellow Turban knights roared and danced the swords in their hands, and rode away.

"kill!"

Carrying a long spear, Zhang Heto rode his horse at the forefront of the Han army's armored cavalry. The bright red shirt was blown into a ball by the wind, and the red tassels fluttered brightly like blood.

The armored cavalry of the Han army behind him, holding their spears high, instigated the reins of their horses to closely follow behind Zhang He.

The two armies are only twenty steps away! ! !
Countless hatchets and small hammers flew out from the Yellow Turban formation, and threw them at the Han army, while the Han army made a loud sound of bowstrings, and countless arrows flew.

In the two armies, people turned their backs on their horses for a while, and a large number of knights in the two armies' cavalry formations fell to the ground and were trampled into flesh by the horses behind them.

Zhang He waved his spear, and several short axes were easily shot down by him.

In a matter of seconds, the two armies faced each other, and the Han army easily pierced through the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turbans.

Most of the cavalry of the Yellow Turbans were just a group of bandits and peasants who could ride horses. They were just infantry on horseback, not real cavalry.

In terms of riding, the cavalry of the Han army is not a bit stronger than them, not to mention the advantages of armor and weapons.

Zhang He's long spear danced in the air, pointing out a lot of spear flowers, and the yellow turban knights in front of him fell from the horse like raindrops.

In the chaos of the army, Zhang He was fighting, and finally a spear blocked Zhang He's spear.

The owner of the spear was Zhang Yan, and they met on a narrow road, but Zhang Yan launched a ruthless effort. He knew that he had to block the Han army Sima in order to win.

Dozens of knights behind him rushed out without fear of death and intercepted the follow-up Han army.

Zhang He didn't panic, he saw Zhang Yan's flag, he knew that the person in front of him was the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, and he had great confidence in his martial arts.

The two pulled the reins, and between the horses galloped, the two had already fought several tricks.

Zhang He's spear skills were so high that he was later known as the Siting Pillar of Hebei, and he was also a top-ranking tiger general under Cao Cao.

The spear poked out like a poisonous snake. Zhang Yan hurriedly parried Zhang He's offensive. Within a few rounds of the fight, Zhang Yan was gradually showing signs of fatigue.

But even when he was fighting against Zhang Yan, Zhang He was always paying attention to the situation around him. He only heard a strange noise in his ear, and Zhang He knew that an arrow was coming. He hooked one foot on the stirrup, and the whole person swung into it. between the belly of the horse.

The three feathered arrows shot away from the position where Zhang He was sitting, and after another turn, Zhang He jumped back to the horse again and shot back. Zhang Yan, who followed closely behind the horse, was caught off guard. With one blow of the spear, Zhang He's spear tip was deviate by a few inches, and he escaped with his life.

The red flag returned to Zhang He's back, and the armored cavalry of the Han army also swept the yellow turban knights who were blocking it. The sun came in from the front, and Zhang He suddenly saw a bright light.

only……

The overwhelming Yellow Turban infantry had already blocked the way of the Han army's armor and cavalry.

(End of this chapter)