The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 80
The gust of wind whimpered, but suddenly there was a little light in the sky, and the dim earth began to become clear.

The dark clouds are slowly retreating and thinning, and the heavy rain curtain is beginning to thin.

Zhang He held the ring-headed sword in his hand, and looked around with his eagle eyes open in anger. Countless yellow turban soldiers were walking slowly from behind him with heavy footsteps. The cold light on the blade penetrated Zhang He's eyes through the rain. .

Yan Liang, who wanted to come to the rescue, was also blocked by the Yellow Turbans' cavalry formation.

In front of Zhang He was dozens of Yellow Turban archers who bent bows and arrows, and even more Yellow Angels wearing heavy armor stepped forward.

Zhang He has completely stepped into a desperate situation...

The place on his shoulder that was hit by the hatchet had already made his left arm unable to move, and the severe pain made Zhang He's entire body tremble.

Almost!
Xu An was surrounded by the yellow angels.

The shrill screams echoed in Zhang He's ears, and the frantic screams of killing continued for a long time. Zhang He closed his eyes, he knew that he was defeated.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Zhang He laughed loudly, as if the yellow turban soldiers who were persecuted from all around had nothing at all. He leaned on a long spear, raised his head and shouted angrily at the sky covered with dark clouds: "How thin is the sky, I Zhang He, why does it rain torrential rain? Help the moth thief!"

"Zhang He?"

Xu An's eyes lit up. This person was actually Zhang He in history. He was not only one of the Four Court Columns in Hebei during Yuan Shao's time, but also Zhang He, the five sons of Cao Cao's good general, who was skilled in using his troops and formed formations, and was good at using terrain. famous.

This is Xu An's second face to face in the troubled times of the late Eastern Han Dynasty. The first was Sun Jian who encountered in the Battle of Guangzong.

That Sun Jian, known as the Tiger of Jiangdong, often slashed into formations, causing the Yellow Turbans to lose their vitality.

Zhang He let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, raised the ring-head knife in his right hand and wiped it towards his neck.

"Catch him!!!"

Xu An shouted and found Zhang He's actions, he actually wanted to kill himself!

When there was no time to let go, a rope protruded from Zhang He's side, and the rope slipped into Zhang He's body from the top of his head, directly dragging Zhang He to the ground, and the ring-head knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

The four soldiers swarmed up and pressed Zhang He to the ground.

"Jun Yi!"

Yan Liangchong's crown cracked, and he killed several Yellow Turban knights in a row. He wanted to enter the siege to save Zhang He, but Zhang He had already gathered a large number of Yellow Turban infantry.

Not far away, the knights of the Yellow Turbans came again, and the dark clouds stepped on the snow with a long hiss. Yan Liang instigated the reins and beheaded the two again. Looking up, a large number of the Yellow Turbans were rushing towards him, and Xu An was already beside him. A large number of yellow turban soldiers gathered.

The best chance had been lost. Yan Liang took another look at the place where Zhang He had fallen, and instigated the warhorse to go straight to the east.

"Ugh-"

The low horn sound came from the east, and the noisy human voice slowly emerged in Xu An's ears.

The scouts of the Yellow Turbans galloped from all over the place.

"The Han army at the foot of the mountain is marching towards Shicriish Mountain!"

"The Han army in the east of the camp is marching towards our army!"

......"

The thumping sound of war drums came from the foot of the mountain.

Thousands of soldiers of the Han army in red armor are climbing towards Shikui Mountain.

Gao Lan ran at the front of the queue with a face and his own troops. The heavy rain seriously affected the actions of the Han army. The shouting of killing had just started, but Gao Lan did not dare to act rashly.

When the scouts were dispatched again, and then the whole army went into battle, the screams of killing on the mountain were obviously much quieter.

A piece of military situation was reported to the flag of Da Jing by the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army.

The dim sky is slowly becoming clearer, and the violent wind and rain are slowly dissipating.

Xu An raised his right hand and clenched his fist.

"Zheng!!"

The sound of zheng was knocked by the soldiers behind him. At this time, the Han army had already recovered, and Xu An had also achieved his goal. If he did not retreat, it would be a bit unwise.

After all, there were still [-] fully-armed freshmen at the foot of the mountain, and the Yellow Turbans who had been fighting for nearly half an hour were almost exhausted.

……

The torrential rain finally stopped. When Gao Lan led his troops to the main camp at Shicriish Mountain, the entire camp was almost in ruins. Only the easternmost camp was slightly intact.

Looking up on the muddy ground, there were dead Han soldiers lying down in the water pool, most of them did not even put on their armor.

The knights of the Han army were stationed in the south of the camp, and thousands of horses were gone. The Yellow Turbans were simply a pack of wolves, taking everything they could bring, including armour, clothing, food, and even the Han army. clothes are not spared.

These well-trained Han armoured cavalry on the plains fell under the raid of the Yellow Turbans, and their deaths were worthless.

　After much deliberation, I decided to update a chapter every day.

　　I'm not very satisfied with the novels I've written recently, so I'll slow down a bit.

　　The first is because the speed of updating and the efficiency of codewords are not as good as other authors

　　The second is because it is ready to be put on the shelves, please understand.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)