The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 95 The Battle of Chishiling ([-])
The formation of the Yellow Turbans has been completed, and the chief officers of each team have already fought hard and are waiting for the battle.

Beneath the khaki hut, Xu An came to the front surrounded by a group of Yellow Turban knights.

Xu An held the halberd upside down in his right hand and the reins in his left hand, pulling the jujube red horse under his crotch, riding the horse out of the chariot, walking alone in front of the Yellow Turban formation.

The eyes of tens of thousands of sergeants of the two armies were all focused on Xu An at this moment.

With the halberd held high, Xu An turned his horse's head, facing the neat formation of the Yellow Turbans in front of him, only to feel a warm current rising from his chest.

Where the halberd went, the countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army burst into cheers like the sky. In the army formation, countless Yellow Turban soldiers raised the swords in their hands high, and their faces were irresistible. of excitement.

Because they firmly believe that Xu An, who is now standing alone in front of the battle, is the incarnation of Huang Tian!
Yu Du and Bai Rao, Sui Gu each brought more than [-] sergeants and were placed in the position of the central army. They looked at the Yellow Turban sergeants who were screaming and fighting all around, and they couldn't believe it.

Such a high morale they had never encountered, such a fanatical army they had never seen.

Yu Du secretly rejoiced in his heart that he did not become an enemy of Xu An. Now he could understand why Xu An had achieved such success in just a few months. With such a morale-like army, how could he not be invincible in a hundred battles in the Taihang Mountains.

"Get out!"

Xu An decided to break out these two words.

In the piercing sound of the wooden whistle, he turned his horse's head again, and pointed his halberd directly at Yang Feng's military camp on Chishiling Mountain.

In the mountain wind, Xu An's khaki-colored scorpion was firmly rooted in front of the formation of the Yellow Turbans, and the north wind blew, bringing up the sound of hunting.

Five hundred fully armed yellow angels surrounded Xu Antuan.

The deployment of the attack was decided as early as last night at the military meeting at Panshiling.

In the first wave of the Yellow Turbans, there were three sergeants. The right squad was led by Zhang Yan. They attacked the river valley camp. In addition to the three hundred Yellow Turban knights led by Zhang Yan, there were also [-] sergeants. sergeant.

The left formation was led by Sima Huangsan, who led the [-] Yellow Turbans in Sanqu.

The Central Army is the [-] sergeants under the original command of Yu Du, who are in the center to support.

In the shrill wooden whistle and the rumbling drums of war.

Teams of sergeants of the Yellow Turbans armed with long spears lined up in dense queues and moved forward slowly. Between the army formations, the messengers of the Yellow Turbans galloped between the teams, passing the orders of the generals and schools. .

"call out----"

The long beep of the wooden whistle sounded first in the left formation, which was the command for an assault.

"Tiger!"

This is the [-] sergeants from the left front shouting in unison, facing the enemy, shouting three times in unison. This is the military rule formulated by Xu An.

Xu An raised his eyes and saw that Huang San's flag of the military Sima had rushed to the forefront, and the screams of killing like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis then reached his ears.

"Fire arrows!"

Standing on the observation platform, Ku Su looked solemnly at the yellow turban army that was charging, and slammed down the whip in his hand.

The command flag under the stage was also slammed down, and all the archers of Yang Fengjun hidden on the wall of the village stuck their heads out, and countless feathered arrows were shot out.

"Raise your shield!"

The officers of the Yellow Turban Army shouted loudly, and the yellow turban saber and shield soldiers at the front hurriedly raised their shields high to cover their bodies.

However, a large number of feather arrows cut through the sky, and still caused bursts of miserable howls in the dense Yellow Turban formation, and people fell to the ground from time to time.

The feathered arrows shot by these soft bows naturally did not kill the sergeants in heavy armor, but most of the sergeants under Huang San had no armor, and only a few wore leather armor. As for the iron armor, only officers like the team leader were qualified to wear .

"call out--"

Short wooden whistles rang out in the queues everywhere.

"Tiger!"

Hearing the sound of the wooden whistle, [-] Yellow Turban sergeants shouted in unison as they faced the rain of arrows.

Under the arrows, the casualties of the Yellow Turbans suddenly increased, but they did not stop. Just after Yang Fengjun's archers on the wall fired five or six rounds of arrows, the Yellow Turbans' archers also reached their range. .

"Ugh——"

The dull horn sounded from the rear of the Yellow Turbans, and at the same time as the horns of the Yellow Turbans sounded, the Yellow Turban archers behind the Yellow Turbans also fired their first wave of arrows.

Hundreds of Han army strong bows and more than [-] soft bows were activated at the same time, and a rain of arrows like locusts shot towards the wall of Kulei Village.

Most of the archers of Yang Fengjun's army on the wall were too late to escape, and the arrows entered through the crenel, and the archers on the wall were completely empty.

The Han army's strong bows are all heavy arrows. Unlike the feathered arrows shot by the soft bows, the damage is limited. The heavy arrows shot by the strong bows hit some important parts, which will instantly make people lose their ability to move, not to mention the piercing and piercing arrows. of pain.

"call out----"

Under the flag of the military Sima, a sharp wooden whistle sounded again.

At this time, the gun team at the forefront of the Yellow Turban Army was only a dozen steps away from Kulei Village.

"Tiger!!!"

Fifteen hundred sergeants strode forward, shouting hoarsely, the huge sound almost overwhelmed all the sounds on the battlefield.

After three beeps, it's time to attack!
"call out--------"

The sharp whistle sounded long, resounding throughout the battlefield.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

In the army formation of the Yellow Turbans, an earth-shattering cry broke out suddenly.The shouts emanated from the throats of countless Yellow Turban sergeants, heading straight for the bitter camp, and finally landed next to Sergeant Yang Fengjun on the wall of the village.

"Oh!"

Under the impetus of the Yellow Turban soldiers, the huge ram wood slammed into the wall of the village, and the ram wood slammed hard on the wall, making a deafening loud noise.

Sergeant Yang Fengjun, who was standing on the wall, was almost unsteady under the impact of tremendous force. Just as they were trying to stabilize their figure, the short ladder of the Yellow Turbans had already reached the wall.

The captain of the Yellow Turban Army, who was carrying the flag, and the sergeant behind him, frantically rushed up the wall with the sound of the rumbling war drums and the sharp wooden whistle.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

Huang San held up the double axe in his hand high, and the Yellow Turban army at the front broke out a roar again, and the sergeants on both sides of the wall were short-handed.

"The archer takes twenty steps forward and shoots!"

The three hundred archers responded in unison and slowly moved forward under the guidance of the Yellow Turbans.

Outside the wall of Kusui Village, every tens of meters, the strong men carried the ramming wood and slammed the wall ruthlessly, and the weak village wall slammed into the wood to let out bursts of whining.

Bitterly staring at the battle on the wall, all the archers have been withdrawn to the pre-built arrow tower behind the wall, and the thieves who are on standby behind the wall are still holding swords and shouting. was sent to the battlefield.

"kill!"

These bandits shouted and jumped up the wall, but what they had to face was the Yellow Turban army coming in like a tide.

(End of this chapter)