The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 79
This army formation consisting of only [-] people turned into a pile of corpses on the ground in a blink of an eye.

But they are the last line of defense of the Han army in front of the Han army commander.

The noise caused by the fighting here also attracted the attention of the Han army everywhere.

A palpitating killing intent has swept like a tide from the handsome tent not far away.

Xu An suddenly raised his head, a military horse rushed out from the handsome tent, and a red flag with a height of [-] feet appeared in front of Xu An.

Two cavalry generals led the crowd out, one of them did not wear armor and only covered a scarlet shirt on the outside. At this time, he was holding a bright silver gun horizontally, walking in the forefront of the Han army.

The other person was only a hundred paces behind the red-robed cavalry generals. He was not wearing any armor. He was covered in a brocade robe embroidered with hundreds of flowers.

Hebei Four Court Columns!
Xu An's heart sank, these two must be the commanders of this army, but he is not sure which two of them are in Hebei Sitingzhu, but it is not important on the battlefield now.

because……

No matter who they are, today's victory must belong to the Yellow Turbans!
"call out----"

Xu An whipped his whip, and the sharp wooden whistle sounded beside him along with the roar of thunder. The knights of the Yellow Turban Army swarmed out from behind him, and countless knights rushed out of the cavalry formation roaring.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army all around were shouting and slaughtering forward, and the nearby Yellow Turban soldiers were frantically moving towards Xu An.

"kill!!!"

Zhang He and Yan Liang did not hesitate to drive their horses to kill Xu An, and the khaki flag Zhang saw that this man was the commander of this daring Yellow Turban.

Although there were only dozens of Han knights behind Zhang He, they still charged forward without hesitation.

"kill!"

The low horns of the Han army were intertwined with the sharp wooden whistles of the Yellow Turbans.

All kinds of throwing weapons flew out from the cavalry formations on both sides, and in the undulating screams, the two phalanx formations fell from the horses one after another.

At a distance of dozens of steps, after the two sides threw two rounds of weapons, they were already close to each other.

On the muddy ground, countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army shouted forward and came to encircle the Han army knights.

Zhang He and Yan Liang smashed into the Yellow Turbans' cavalry formation like two heavy hammers, and a dozen people in the Yellow Turbans' cavalry formation were immediately cut off from their horses.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

The knights of the Yellow Turban Army shouted in unison, madly killing the two generals, behind them was their general, and they had no reason to take a half step back.

"die!"

Zhang He's eyes widened in anger, a spear flower appeared in front of him, a blood hole appeared in the neck of a Yellow Turban cavalry general, blood gushed out like an arrow, and his strong body fell softly from the horse.

"call--"

The sound of breaking air suddenly sounded in his ears, and a black spot came quickly in front of Zhang He's eyes. He came in a hurry, and he didn't have his armor on.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the short axe that broke through the air was blocked by a knife between the eyebrows and fell weakly into the water on the ground.

"咴-"

The dark clouds stepped on the snow with a long hiss, and their hooves were raised high.

Zhang He looked back, Yan Liang was covered in blood, and there was no one behind them.

Only the two of them had completely defeated the cavalry of the Yellow Turbans, and the rest of the Han cavalry had all fallen on the road of confrontation.

The khaki flag was twenty steps in front of them, and the general of the Yellow Turban Army wearing a helmet with a feather feather was just below it.

There were only four or five knights sanitation beside him, but around him, more and more Yellow Turbans were marching in his direction.

One after another, the screaming sounds like a magic sound penetrated into the ears of Zhang He and Yan Liang. The Yellow Turban cavalry formation at the rear has also changed its cavalry formation, and more Yellow Turban soldiers have been killed.

"Boom--"

A flash of lightning flashed across, thunder sounded, and the howling wind violently passed through the camp of the Han army, sending a sound of mourning into the distance.

The two horses galloped towards Xu An.

The yellow turban soldiers behind Xu An had already rushed to the front, Xu Da looked at the front coldly, slashed the long knife in his hand, and ordered it loudly.

"Hatch!"

With a loud noise, more than [-] throwing axes cut through the heavy rain curtain and flew towards Zhang He and Yan Liang.

At the juncture of life and death, Zhang He hooked the stirrup with one foot and hid under the belly of the yellow horse.

The dark cloud under Yan Liang's crotch made a low hiss and ran to the side like lightning.

After all, the hatchet was not as accurate as the arrow, but there were still seven or eight hatchets smashed on Zhang He Huang Pyu's body.

"咴——"

The Huang Pyu horse let out a whimper and ran forward a few more steps. With a whimper, he fell to the muddy ground. Zhang He's eyes were completely cracked. At the last moment, he jumped up from the horse's belly. At this time, he was only five steps away from Xu An. far!
Just as soon as he landed, the last four or five knights beside Xu An had already killed him.

A long knife hit him straight at the door.

In a short while, Zhang He slanted his body abruptly, and the bright silver spear in his hand had pierced the rain curtain and embedded it into the knight's chest.

The war horse continued to run forward, but he didn't know that his master had returned to Huangtian.

"die!"

Two Yellow Turban knights came to kill one by one.

Zhang He snorted coldly, his hands twitched, and the bright silver spear shot out spear flowers in the air. After the warhorse ran forward a few steps with a whining sound, it fell to the ground weakly, pressing the knight in the quagmire.

Xu Da shouted loudly, and the long knife slashed down with horsepower. Zhang He also roared angrily. The silver spear in his hand was like a silver snake spitting out a letter. A bias.

Under the tremendous force, Xu Da's long knife was knocked out by Zhang He.

Zhang He felt that his heart was beating wildly. Through the rain curtain, he could see that in the darkness, a little cold star had shot up like lightning.

At the juncture of life and death, Zhang He took another step forward. A short axe was deeply driven into his left shoulder. The axe was meant to hit him in the chest.

Under the pain, Zhang He was almost unsteady, and the bright silver spear dropped from his hand on the muddy ground, but the three soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army came in front of him, and the three halberds stabbed straight at him. he comes.

"Whizzing!"

The sound of breaking the air struck again, but this time it came from behind Zhang He's head. The two Yellow Turban soldiers only had time to snort and fell straight into the quagmire.

It was Yan Liang who shot the feather arrow to rescue Zhang He. The dark clouds and the snow flashed past most of the hatchets, and Yan Liang also knocked the rest of the axe to the ground.

Bows and arrows are unusable in rainy days, but it is not impossible to draw bows and arrows, but the accuracy is indeed much worse, and the damage of bows and crossbows in rainy days is very large.

"Zheng!"

At a critical juncture, Zhang He put his right hand on his waist, and suddenly pulled out the ring-shaped knife around his waist.

A blood line appeared on the bare neck of the Yellow Turban soldier. The soldier had an unbelievable expression on his face, and his sturdy body fell weakly into the quagmire beside Zhang He.

(End of this chapter)