The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 8 Carrying the Coffin to Break Through

The spring is late, and the trees are blooming.Kung Geng Jie Jie, mining Fan Qi Qi.

"Kill! Kill!!"

Xu An frantically waved the ring-head knife in his hand, and the Han army in front of him seemed to be inexhaustible. When another Han army fell, more Han troops rushed in. The distance of more than ten steps was as insurmountable as a moat.

"Good luck to the world!"

The gate of the village not far away suddenly opened wide, and a group of yellow angels suddenly rushed out, but it was Zhang Liang who noticed that a yellow turban army had broken through the siege and came to respond, so he voluntarily gave up the camp and rushed to kill from the camp. come out.

The Han army was attacked by the enemy for a while, and then encountered the elite Yellow Angels of the Yellow Turbans, and the army collapsed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Liang led a group of Yellow Angels to join the battle group, making Xu An and others less pressured.

However, He Yi, who was blocking Sun Jian not far away, was at the end of the battle, and the guards around him were all killed in battle.In front of him is the majestic Jiangdong Tiger, and on both sides of him are the soldiers of the Han army coming slowly.

He Yi shouted and took a few steps forward, and the long knife in his hand slashed at Sun Jian. Sun Jian also raised the ancient ingot knife and slashed at He Yi's long knife. With the long knife in his hand, Gu Ding Dao slashed away from He Yi's shoulder.

He Yi only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the noisy shouts of killing on the battlefield suddenly became inaudible, and then a headless corpse fell heavily to the ground in front of him, and then the endless darkness had completely swallowed him.

"mighty!"

All the soldiers of the Han army raised their swords and cheered loudly.But with He Yi's obstruction, Zhang Liang was able to join the Yellow Turban army led by Xu An. At this time, Zhang Liang and Xu An had already left with the carriage carrying Zhang Jiao's coffin.

Dozens of Yellow Angels were left at the entrance of the alley. They were the troops who stayed behind. If the Han army wanted to pursue Zhang Liang, they could only step on the corpses of these fanatical Yellow Angels.

Zhang Liang rode on the white horse with a gloomy face. The sentries sent out to report that several city gates on the east and west sides had been occupied by the Han army, and only the northern city was still under He Man's control.

Out of the North City is the Zhangshui River. The river surface is dozens of meters wide. There are only a dozen or so boats in Guangzong's ferry port. It is impossible to transport all the tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans to the north bank.

However, the Han army had already entered Guangzong City, and staying in Guangzong City at this time would be like a turtle in a urn.

When the order to retreat came, the Yellow Turbans in the city had already been frightened by the Han army, and they persisted until now only to rescue Zhang Liang. When Zhang Liang's order to retreat came, the Yellow Turbans in the city rushed towards the northern city frantically.

The frame carrying Zhang Jiao's coffin had already left the North City, and Xu An was standing on the wall of the North City with Zhang Liang at this time.Near the city gate of the North City, there were all the retreating Yellow Turban soldiers. They lowered their heads and supported the injured Pao Ze to pass the city gate as fast as possible.

Fortunately, Zhang Liang was rescued, and the chasing Han army was also counterattacked by the Yellow Turbans in the rear, and the withdrawal of the Yellow Turbans appeared to be slightly orderly.

All the retreating Yellow Turbans were already like birds of fright, but when they saw the great virtuous teacher and the general flag of Ren Gong standing high on the city wall, they suddenly calmed down.

At this moment, history has been changed by Xu An.

Zhang Liang, who was supposed to die in Guangzong, was rescued by Xu An and others. The Yellow Turban Army, which was about to collapse completely because of Zhang Liang's death, also revived.

From noon to noon, all the yellow turbans in Guangzong City had been withdrawn to the front of Guangzong Ferry.

The small Guangzongdu was densely covered with more than [-] yellow scarves, and the foot soldiers of the Han army had begun to appear on the roads on both sides.Several small-scale assaults by the Yellow Turbans were repelled by the Han army.

Guangzongdu is now like a huge pocket. The Yellow Turbans are trapped in the pocket, and outside the pocket is the army formed by the Han army.

At this time, the banners of the Han army on Guangzong City were all over the city wall, and countless Han troops were standing on the city wall.

Huangfu Song did not pursue the victory, and the strength and physical strength of the Han army, which had been fighting for several hours, were almost exhausted by the stubbornly resisting Yellow Turbans in Guangzong City.

The Yellow Turbans still had the strength to resist. If they rushed into the enemy line at this time, they might be able to destroy Guangzong's Yellow Turbans, but the casualties of the Han army would be extremely heavy.

And Zhang Liang is still there, which adds a few more variables. If the battle is defeated, the Yellow Turbans, which have already stopped, will probably evolve from a spark of fire to a prairie prairie.

As the head coach of the Han army, Huangfu Song must act cautiously.

In front of Guangzong Ferry, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops were bustling with people, and the surviving Yellow Turban generals were encouraging them to maintain the army formation.The Han army on both sides of the north side of the city gathered more and more, and Zhang Liang's face became a little bit ugly.

Zhang Liang Shuifeng looked at the Han army in the distance and said, "I can't wait any longer. In a few quarters of an hour, the Han army on both sides will be able to complete the encirclement."

Looking around, looking at the dozens of generals who used to be by his side, now only Liu Pi, Gong Du, He Man, and Huang Shao are left.Zhang Liang's heart not only filled with a hint of bitterness.

But there was no time for him to be sentimental, the Han army was supporting the north of Guangzong City, and the time left for the Yellow Turbans was running out.Zhang Liang looked at Xu An who looked like a bloody man and asked, "What's your name?"

Hearing Zhang Liang's question, Xu An quickly stepped forward and gave a salute: "Xu An, Commander He Yiqu is a military marquis."

"He Yi..." Zhang Liang couldn't help but stunned when he heard He Yi's name, and then smiled bitterly: "This kid is always so reckless."

Zhang Liang pointed to Zhang Jiao's coffin and signaled Xu An to stand on the frame: "Protect the frame."

"promise!"

Xu An and Zhang Ji stood on the frame together, the blood-stained military waiting flag was inserted on the frame of the frame, followed Xu An all the way out of the siege and was also arranged by Xu An around the frame. Everyone clenched the sword in their hands, and they all clearly understood that a bloody battle was coming.

Zhang Liang was riding his horse in front of the battle at this time, just like the previous battle outside Guangzong City, but at this time, there was no sound of mountains and tsunamis where Zhang Liang passed, and every place Zhang Liang passed by was noisy. The voices of people disappeared completely.

When Zhang Liang returned to the vicinity of the coffin again, the entire Yellow Turban formation was almost silent.

Zhang Liang took out a stack of talisman papers from his armor, muttered words in his mouth, and then threw them all in the air. The surrounding yellow turban warlocks also took out talisman papers from their bags and threw them in the air with Zhang Liang. A large number of talisman papers were rolled up by the strong wind Flying, and then suddenly ignited, it was spectacular for a while.

The earth-shattering sound of ten thousand victories came from the Yellow Turban formation again.

Zhang Liang took out his magic sword and climbed to a small mound in front of him. He threw a stack of spells again, and the howling wind seemed to get bigger.

The strong wind rolled the burning spell and flew towards the Han army formation on one side. Zhang Liang pulled the reins and the white horse under his crotch neighed. Under the fierce wind, the khaki shirt danced, and the dazzling sunlight looked like the sky. Will be ordinary.

He shouted hoarsely at the Han army in front of him: "The world is prosperous!!!"

Xu An's face was slightly stern. He knew that this was just a trick. There were no immortals and no magic in this world, but Zhang Liang's move was even more powerful than the real magic, because the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was already low in an instant. peak!

"Good luck in the world!!!" The people in the yellow turbans behind them also shouted frantically, holding their swords high.

Accompanied by the shouting of the sky, the thick sound of war drums in the Yellow Turbans sounded, and the frame carrying the war drums slowly moved forward.Countless yellow scarves shouted for the good fortune in the world, following the banner of General Ren Gong and moving forward.

Huangfu Song stood on the tower and clenched his hands.

(End of this chapter)