The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 780

The thunder and lightning disappeared, and the wind and rain faded away.

The outline of Fanyang City reappeared in front of the eyes of the Han army. The Han army's central army had already raised the blood flag. The Han army wanted to finish their work and completely defeat the Wei army who was stubbornly resisting in Fanyang City.

Outside Fanyang City, the cavalry of the Han Army under the leadership of Liu Bei took the initiative to attack and met the cavalry of the Wei Army protecting the east and west wings of Fanyang City.

The horse's hooves sounded like thunder, and the horse's iron hooves smashed the muddy road, causing countless water splashes.

The sound of riding horns resounded on the field outside Fanyang City, continuously, one after another.

The Han infantry of the brigade stepped out of the central army and ran towards Fanyang City.

The battle of Fanyang is about to come to an end, and they will be the victor!
There was no one on the earthen platform of the Chinese army, and Huangfu Song had already stepped on his horse.

In this wave of victory and defeat, if the Wei army is allowed to persist until after the storm, when the power of the Wei army's crossbows has regained its power, and with the power to repel the Han army, it is really unknown who will win the battle.

On the high platform built in the camp of the Han army's central army, wrestlers wearing red scarves vigorously waved their drumsticks, one after another, beating the war drums violently.

The sound of the thick drums slowly spread from the high platform to the four directions. The huge drum sound echoed in the minds of every Han soldier in the Chinese army formation, and the strong drum sound struck every Han soldier. Above the ribcage of a sergeant.

Huangfu Song held the reins in his hand, and led a group of brave cavalry, galloping in front of the Han army's formation.

The fiery red flag was hunting and moving in the headwind. Wherever it passed, countless soldiers of the Han army struck their shields with swords and touched the ground with their halberds, shouting loudly.

All the troops of the Han army shouted "mighty" and cheered loudly for their generals!

For hundreds of years since the founding of the Han Dynasty, there have been countless powerful enemies watching.

Overlord Chu, South Vietnam, North and South Xiongnu, Western Regions, Xianbei tribes...

Without exception, these powerful enemies all fell under their swords, all bowed their heads and professed their ministers.

Wang Mang usurped the Han, the world was in chaos, and the feudal lords divided their regimes, but the destiny still favored the descendants of the Liu family.

Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu revived the Han Dynasty, and it has been handed down for another [-] years.

The eight states rose together, and the millions of yellow scarves that were issued internally and externally were also defeated in their hands.

The arrogant and domineering Dong Zhuo was also defeated by them.

Yuan Shao will also be their defeat!
Rebels will be punished, and the country will be upright!
The morale of the Han army outside Fanyang City has completely climbed to the peak because of Huangfusong's appearance in front of the battle.

Their general is the famous general of the famous Han Dynasty, the number one strategist in the world——Huang Fusong!

Military strategist.

Defend the country with righteousness, use troops with odds, plan first and then fight, take into account the situation, cover yin and yang, and use skill.

Under the command of Huangfusong, the Han army defeated the barbarians in the northern part of the Great Wall and shocked the northern border.

Put down the chaos of the Yellow Turban, slaughter thirty-six parties, the master of the Yellow Turban!
Plan to destroy the kingdom, defeat the rebels in Liangzhou, chase them for hundreds of miles, and return with beheaded tens of thousands of heads!

"The Han army is mighty!!!"

The wings of the country are like the prosperity of a forest.Out of the car, the flags are fierce.

The emperor ordered me to fight in all directions!
Outside Fanyang City, the huge red tide boiled completely, and the cheers that shook the sky rolled from the army formations everywhere.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Outside Fanyang City, the drums of the Han army suddenly sounded.

Huangfu Song rode his horse and whipped his whip, and when he reached the front of the ten thousand army, he raised the sword in his hand high, and tried his best to draw it forward.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The trumpet sounded, the banner was shaken, and the blood flag was raised.

Outside Fanyang City, a group of Han troops suddenly boiled up.

Countless soldiers of the Han army went forward one after another, and the soldiers in various military formations shouted loudly and moved forward together.

Holding shields and carrying spears on their shoulders, they swept towards Fanyang City not far away amidst the sound of drums and trumpets.

Iron armor clattered, surging like a tide.

Swords and guns are like a forest, and their speed is like a forest!

"mighty!!!"

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Yuan Shao's eyes were blood red, and he felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his mouth and nose were filled with the smell of iron rust.

The noisy and noisy killing sounds around here are starting to disappear...

The energy quickly disappeared from his body, Yuan Shao took a step back, his footsteps were a little staggered, he could no longer control his body.

"Master!!"

The deep tiredness made it difficult for Yuan Shao to open his eyes. He heard the shouting of the judge. It sounded like the judge was in a hurry, but for some reason, the voice of the judge was much quieter than before.

"My lord..."

Yuan Shao opened his eyes with difficulty, and he found that he seemed to be lying down, because he could not only see the face of Shen Pei, but also the low and dark sky.

Yuan Shao doesn't like rainy days, he has never liked rainy days...

He heard the audition's voice seemed to be crying.

It's really disrespectful for a man to cry like this.

Yuan Shao felt that his thoughts were much slower than before.

All the voices seemed to be rapidly moving away from him.

Tiredness struck again, making Yuan Shao want to close his eyes and take a nap.

But at this moment, a gap suddenly opened in the dark sky in front of him, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and appeared in front of Yuan Shao's eyes.

Yuan Shao suppressed his tiredness and looked at the ray of sunshine.

He also remembered what happened, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, which made Yuan Shao's expression painful, and the clamor that had subsided reappeared in his ears.

The tower shield can block the feather arrows shot by strong bows and crossbows, and can block the thrown spears, but it can't block the crossbow guns shot by the bed crossbow.

Ordered by the sky, life will last forever...

After all, it is just falsehood.

I don't know how he will be recorded in the history books after a hundred years.

Is it a hero with great ambitions, or a fool who doesn't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?

Yuan Shao wanted to sit up, but this usual movement in the past was exhausted now, and he couldn't even do it.

Pity……

If there is no Xu An, maybe I can win...

Yuan Shao's thoughts were a little distracted. Since he occupied Jizhou, Xu An has lingered over him like a dark cloud.

Xu An occupied Bingzhou and controlled Baxing, and the whole Jizhou was under his army, so he didn't dare to fight Hanting with all his strength, but missed opportunities repeatedly, so that he fell to this point.

If there is no Xu An, he will occupy the four lands of Ji, Bing, Qing, and You at that time, and he can go south without any scruples to attack those enemies who stand in his way.

In this world, who can resist the front of his soldiers...

"It's a pity..."

Yuan Shao was unable to speak at this time, tiredness hit Yuan Shao again, this time Yuan Shao did not resist any more.

The man is now fighting to the death, but he is fleeing from the evil within the wall...

The noisy killing sound also quickly disappeared, and all the sounds disappeared in his ears in an instant, and the eternal darkness had completely swallowed him.

"mighty!!!"

"kill!"

Sun Jian shook the ancient ingot knife and shouted angrily.

Yuan Shao's death aroused the anger of his personal guards and some soldiers, but more people were at a loss because of Yuan Shao's death, panicked and terrified.

"String the crossbow!"

Beside the ballista, a military marquis wearing a plume helmet shouted anxiously.

"String the crossbow!!"

On the ballista, a group of soldiers performed their duties, quickly loaded the crossbow guns, and stringed the bed crossbow.

Under the bed crossbow, even the heavy armor is just like a piece of paper. Facing the crossbow gun with huge power, any shield and armor are as weak as tofu.

"put!"

The bed crossbow was activated again soon, and the five crossbow guns were fired again, instantly creating a blood mist in the dense formation of the Wuwei army.

The soldiers of the Wuwei Army who were shot by the spear gun let out a terrible and desperate roar because of the severe pain.

Under the double blow of Yuan Shao's death and the bed crossbow, the soldiers of the Wuwei Army who had been standing in front of the sharp soldiers of the Han Army for a long time, the last elite of the Wei Army, finally fell into collapse.

A relieved expression appeared on Sun Jian's face.

The outcome has been decided, there is no suspense.

Prosperous Sun City has been broken, and they are the final winners.

Even if the Yellow Turban Army rushed to Wei County a few days later, it would be of no avail.

However, Sun Jian knew that it was not time to completely relax, and the Yellow Turban Army still had a considerable advantage. They still had to capture Youzhou, acquire a horse farm, and train their own cavalry.

The war with the Yellow Turban Army may last for several years. This is a long war.

Today's Yellow Turbans control the land of victory in the four prefectures, with tens of thousands of soldiers in armor, and all the tribes of the Northern Desert, Western Regions, and Southern Xinjiang are all surrendered, and the army of hundreds of battles under their command, even the Han army has to go to many places today Learn from the Yellow Turban Army.

Xu An...

Sun Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

The four-wheeled carriage, the arm armor, the new harness...

It seems that they were all made by Xu An. Sometimes Sun Jian really doubted whether Xu An was really the incarnation of Huang Tian...

In Fanyang City, the sound of howling, shouting and killing, and the sound of fighting with swords and swords mixed together, creating an incomparably loud noise.

But amidst the incomparably noisy noise, Sun Jian heard a slight sharp sound.

Sun Jian suddenly turned his head and looked towards the south of the city.

The sharp sound made Sun Jian's heart beat violently.

It's just that when Sun Jian went to search again, he didn't hear the strange sharp sound again.

"General?"

Ling Cao was a little puzzled, he didn't know why Sun Jian suddenly turned his head to look outside the city.

Yang Hong on the side was also confused because Sun Jian turned his head suddenly.

"Did you hear a sharp bang?"

Sun Jian's expression was solemn. In his memory, he was not very friendly to such a sharp sound.

That sharp sound had always been his nightmare, until now, and he could still hear that familiar sharp sound in his dreams.

Ling Cao shook his head, he had no idea what Sun Jian was talking about.

He didn't hear any sharp sound at all, only the sound of drums and the sound of fighting everywhere filled his ears.

Yang Hong was about to ask, but at this moment, a sharp sound suddenly sounded from the south of the city, and it was clearly heard by everyone.

"call out------"

In Fanyang City, the Han and Wei armies were stunned by this strange sharp sound.

Many sharp soldiers of the Han army who were charging stopped at this moment, and at the same time looked towards the place where the sharp sound came from the south of the city.

The faces of Yang Hong and Ling Cao changed slightly. They saw that there was a trace of panic in Sun Jian's eyes.

"Spread the news of Yuan Shao's death, and lead your troops to clear the city as soon as possible, and guard the south wall for me!!"

Sun Jian's last words were almost roared out.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and before Yang Hong and Ling Cao could answer their names, Sun Jian had already whipped his horse and galloped towards the south of the city with a group of armored cavalry.

……

Outside Fanyang City.

Huangfusong's face was gloomy, and the two generals knelt before his horse, silent like cicadas.

"cut!"

Huangfu Song snorted coldly, and the two guards immediately drew their sabers, blood mist suddenly appeared, and the two kneeling generals were beheaded on the spot!

A thick yellow line has risen on the horizon in the distance, and that yellow line is constantly undulating.

A large ochre-yellow flag came into Huangfusong's eyes. Although they were far apart, he could still vaguely feel its majestic posture.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In the formation of the Han army, the sound of drums was extremely rapid, and the sound of horns followed.

Countless soldiers of the Han army quickly followed the flags and moved.

The Han army's reaction was not unpleasant, and Huangfusong's reaction was not unpleasant either.

But when Huangfusong received the news from the scouts, the vanguard cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army was only more than ten miles away from where the Han army was!

The distance of more than ten miles was only a short distance for the galloping cavalry, and the reaction time left for the Han army was not even a quarter of an hour.

The two generals who were beheaded were the generals in charge of security around the area.

Letting the enemy's army approach more than ten miles before discovering the enemy is undoubtedly putting the army in danger, and wind and rain cannot be used as an excuse.

……

The heavy horseshoes knocked on the cold ground, making a dull but rhythmic sound. Tens of thousands of horseshoes pounded heavily on the grass, which was louder than the thunder above the sky.

"Rumble rumble——"

The thunderous sound of hoofbeats shattered the tranquility of the wilderness.

Holding a long halberd in his hand, wearing an ocher robe and a helmet with yellow tassels, Xu An rode a war horse in a molten gold jacket and galloped to the front of the cavalry formation.

A group of heavily armed Tengxiang Guard cavalrymen were closely behind Xu An.

The headwind blows, and countless banners flutter around under the blow of the headwind.

The ochre-yellow battle robe on Xu An's body was also puffed up by the headwind, and the battle robe flew up, revealing the iron armor with the basin collar engraved with tiger patterns inside.

The thick clouds in the sky are slowly dissipating, and the sky is no longer dark...

The golden sun shines down from the sky, and penetrates into the human world through the gaps in the clouds.

The wind and the clouds are turbulent, and the clouds can see the sun, the gaps are getting more and more large, and countless golden lights are falling from the clouds.

The dazzling light shone into the Ming army's formation, the cold gloomy light reflected from the iron armor, and the cold and murderous aura spread from the Ming army's cavalry formation.

The bone-chilling chill spread from the wilderness of Fanyang City, and fierce killing intent burst out from the cavalry formation of the Ming army to the Han army formation that was still in chaos not far away.

Fear spread like a poisonous weed in the hearts of all the Han soldiers...

(End of this chapter)