Lord Yuan

Chapter 214 The ambition to fall into battle, there is death but not life

At this moment, there was sudden chaos behind the Yellow Turbans. Bo Cai was in a trance, but he saw an unknown number of cavalry troops coming back and forth to kill him, giving Bo Cai no time to think.

In just an instant, although the number of cavalry charging bravely was small, the victory was due to their surprise. In addition, due to the disturbance in the rear, the unsuspecting Yellow Turban Army suddenly panicked, their horses neighed, and their golden armors clashed.

Bo Cai was furious and immediately mounted his horse to attack the unexpected soldiers. Unexpectedly, all the Yellow Turban tribesmen beside him showed an incomprehensible look of horror.

I saw the white-clothed warrior charging left and right, the spear in his hand firing coldly, sweeping back and forth. With the support of the war horse, this force was completely irresistible. In an instant, several people were swept away by this blow.

Before he could stop, Zhao Yun charged again, with white horses and Yi Cong behind him alternately covering him, and the arrows were tilted overwhelmingly.

The Yellow Turban Army, who were in high spirits, were still imagining rushing into the city to entertain them with good wine and food. A flash of light suddenly flashed in front of their eyes, but Zhao Yun struck again with a strike across the sky. A Yellow Turban soldier who was caught off guard was suddenly provoked. In mid-air, he was so ferocious and frightened that he couldn't care less, and immediately shouted loudly: "Save me! Save me!"

Zhao Yun swung it round again, and like a bomb, it hit the yellow scarf four or five meters in front of him. He had no time to react. The yellow scarf falling from the sky just made a sound, and hit several people with it. There is no breath anymore.

Zhao Yun already had extraordinary arm strength, and with a few consecutive attacks, he had already taken away the lives of several people, but his body did not move much, as if he was frozen on the horse's back. When his legs clamped hard, the horse was in pain. Immediately went on a rampage.

The furious Bo Cai ignored him, threw away the obstruction of his followers, and rushed to fight.

Zhao Yun secretly said hello and rode forward.

After poking and prodding along the way, several more people were taken away. Bo Cai shouted angrily: "How dare you, little thief! When I capture you, I will definitely invade your skin and flesh."

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, was oblivious to what was going on outside the window. His spear Qiankun was dancing in his hand, stabbing left and right.

Facing Zhao Yun's attack, the Yellow Turban tribesmen were horrified and did not need to be reminded at all. The place where Zhao Yun charged was rarely empty.

No one dared to appear in the range of Zhao Yun's spear. After all, dozens of people had been killed by his hands before.

The white horse Yi Cong who followed him also transformed into a harvesting scythe, and used his bow and crossbow to fend off the enemy from a distance. When they got close, just when the Yellow Turban Army thought they could fight, the white horse Yi Cong revealed a bloodthirsty smile. , taking out the spear from his back.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was like a god descending to earth, he was also well-educated. While waving his spear, the Yellow Turban died.

Even the strange soldiers who took turns covering up the enemy showed a hint of shock when they saw this situation. They never thought that the battle could be fought like this.

Just like slaughtering chickens and dogs, these Yellow Turbans had no ability to parry. Even with a hateful blow, the crude weapons in their hands were rusty and dilapidated, leaving only a trace of filth on the bodies of these elite cavalry. Nothing else.

The crushing equipment suppression made these white horse followers not have to worry about their own safety at all.

After a while, Bo Cai finally arrived in front of Zhao Yun. Unable to vent his anger, he was panting all over his body like a horn. He was breathing heavily and looked at Zhao Yun with a cold expression, as if he were dead.

"Take a hit from me!" Bo Cai charged head-on. He was completely furious and fell into a state of madness.

Zhao Yun just rode his horse and stopped, calmly waiting for Bo Cai to charge.

In just a moment, Bocai's spear arrived, and with an angry blow, Zhao Yun could even see Bocai's veins exposed.

However, Zhao Yun did not dodge or dodge. He suddenly waved his spear in his hand and struck across the lightning and flints, and there was a clear and ear-piercing sound of iron collision.

But it was a direct shock that made Bo Cai's hands tremble slightly. He almost failed to catch the spear that came out of his hand. Naturally, Bo Cai couldn't tolerate being slapped in the face nakedly. He stabbed up and down again. Countless spear shadows were dazzled. Zhao Yun was stunned. His face was calm, but he accepted them all.

"kill!"

Seeing that he was clearly at a disadvantage, Bo Cai suddenly shouted loudly and wanted the surrounding yellow scarf tribesmen to cover the attack and must capture the white-clothed warrior.

This was the first time for the Yellow Turban tribe to see Qu Shuai being defeated. In addition, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the white-clothed warrior's military strength was absolutely crushing, so they did not want to be the unlucky guy.

Seeing this situation, Bo Cai, who was already frightened, became even more furious. Immediately, he stabbed sideways, and all the yellow scarf tribe members lost their vitality.

"Anyone who dares to disobey orders will end up like this! Let me capture this thief!"

The Yellow Turban troops were extremely frightened and feared that Bo Cai would kill him to scare the monkeys, so they could only choose to take action as last resort as possible. Their morale was greatly reduced and their military morale was weakened.

Bo didn't care about this. He only had one thought now, which was to capture the white-clothed warrior and inflict all kinds of punishments on him. He would definitely avenge the humiliation he had received!

In order to make the obstructing Yellow Turban tribesmen completely lose their resistance, Zhao Yun rode his horse to avoid the frightened Bo Cai and charged from left to right, aiming directly at these ordinary Yellow Turban tribesmen. With the spear in his hand, he was like entering an uninhabited land. No one dared to confront him directly.

Zhao Yun's courage was unparalleled, and he had already killed more than ten people under his invincible charge.

The Yellow Turban tribesmen who were already terrified of him immediately turned into birds and scattered, throwing away all the weapons in their hands so as not to delay their escape. Even Bo Cai killed several fleeing tribesmen in succession to no avail.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun suddenly grinned and rode forward to continue charging.

This war that was supposed to be a containment was forced by Zhao Yun to complete the pattern of the eagle catching the chicken.

Even though the remaining Yellow Turban troops still numbered no less than [-], they were already fearful and demoralized by Zhao Yun who was charging into the battle alone, and they collapsed and fled.

After taking a short rest, Zhao Yun started charging one after another.

Not long after, the huge battlefield suddenly turned white, which was in sharp contrast to the group of yellow scarfs who were escaping in a hurry.

"Who are you!" Bo Cai shouted in horror. For the first time, he felt fear for the sudden appearance of the Han general. Until now, his hands that had rested for a while were still trembling. The blow just now So terrifying under the residual power.

He finally understood why the Yellow Turban tribesmen chose to run away rather than continue fighting.

Even he is absolutely unwilling to fight such a fierce general at this time.

When Zhao Yun was covering up the killing, he suddenly heard this and shouted: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong, who dares to stop me!"

This roar of thunder spread across the battlefield in an instant, making all the Yellow Turban tribesmen know their names and fled in panic.

Seeing this situation, Bo Cai really didn't understand how a small force of only a hundred people could make all his elites give up resistance, let alone the ordinary soldiers. Is it possible that the courage of one person is enough to be worth thousands? Can't the army be strong?
Bo Cai couldn't believe it, but recalling the battle just now, he was still frightened. None of the Han generals in the past could make him feel like this.

At this time, Yuan Shao on the city wall saw this scene and immediately called He Jin.

"General, why don't you take advantage of the situation and force all our Han troops to come out? With this opportunity to boost military power, we can definitely decide the outcome in one battle!"

He Jin, who was in a daze, had just woken up from his slumber. The battles in the past few days were really too much for him, so he took the opportunity to rest. When he heard Yuan Shao's suggestion, he thought he had not woken up.

Unexpectedly, the Han army all raised their arms and shouted, with fighting spirit in their eyes.

"Weiwei, don't be ridiculous. We need to rely on the power of the city wall at this time. If we rush out of the city to meet the enemy, it will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. It would be a pity for Zhao Yun. Alas."

He Jin showed a trace of regret, but then someone reminded him.

It was Zhu Jun. At this time, his face was full of joy and his words were incoherent. He had to say it several times before he made it clear.

When He Jin understood the ins and outs of the matter, he suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression. His face was already full of violence, but now he looked like a butcher.He curled up his body and turned his head slightly, ducking out from time to time to look outside. However, he saw that the bustling crowds and the noisy movement had become much smaller, and then he looked towards the large yellow scarf army.

However, he saw Zhao Yun from before at a glance. His white clothes were particularly conspicuous in this sea of ​​yellow. He was still surrounded by nearly a hundred white horse followers. Along the way, he could see that many yellow scarf bandits were killed. Killing, wherever they go, the Yellow Turban bandits only dare to flee in all directions, and few people turn around to attack.

He Jin was immediately overjoyed. This Zhao Yun was really capable. He could achieve such a feat with just over a hundred people. He Jin wanted to take him under his command. What could he do if he had only one general? His love for talent suddenly arose. He even planned to offer money to bring Zhao Yun back.

He didn't want to put Zhao Yun into a situation of fighting alone at this time, so he might as well take this opportunity to take a good rest.

Yuan Shao on the side widened his eyes when he heard this. He clearly said that he would send all the Han troops to clean up. Taking advantage of this opportunity where the morale of the Yellow Turbans was greatly reduced, how could He Jin, who had a pig's head, be willing to ask for gold.

He immediately stopped him and looked at He Jin with confusion. When he learned that this was the reason, Yuan Shao couldn't laugh or cry. He Jin would be fine anywhere, as long as he thought about it, he would come out. This is a battlefield, not a house.

Knowing that He Jin was completely unreliable, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to let He Jin have a good shot at military glory, but unexpectedly he gave it away.

"Where is General Zuo Zhonglang!"

Huangfu Song, who was struggling to kill the enemy, heard this and immediately ran over quickly.

"exist!"

"Zhonglang Zuo will obey the order!"

"promise!"

"Special envoy, you will exercise full authority and lead the elite Han army out of the city to attack the Yellow Turban bandits. You must win!"

"Never disgrace!"

"General You Zhonglang, Cavalry Captain, and You two personally led the soldiers of the second battalion of the Northern Army, detoured out of the west gate, covered them with light cavalry, surrounded the strange soldiers, and formed a siege on Bo Cai's troops. Remember, Don’t chase after poor bandits!”

Zhu Jun was a little confused. At this time, the morale of our Han army was strong, but the Yellow Turbans were on the contrary. At this time, they did not take advantage of the situation to attack with the whole army and severely defeat the poor bandits, but they were cautious and cautious. In this way, wouldn't they let go of many disasters, and as for the so-called poor bandits? Chase him, fearing that he will fight back with hatred, but in Zhu Jun's opinion, it has no deterrent effect.

As a cavalry captain, Cao Cao did not object. He just handed over his hand and received the order with a complicated face. He then personally led his troops and went to the west gate with a battalion of soldiers from the Northern Army.

"What do you think, General You Zhonglang, of the combat effectiveness of these yellow turban bandits?"

Zhu Jun hesitated and said: "Although they are not as good as the Han army, they are not at a disadvantage."

"I heard that General You Zhonglang once fought with him, but he came back defeated? Is this true?"

Zhu Jun looked stunned, a little embarrassed to say that as the commander-in-chief of the Han army, he was personally appointed by Liu Hong. He was originally full of confidence, but in the end he lost the first battle and lost many Han soldiers.

It can be said that Zhu Jun's mentality of avenging shame has quietly taken over his reason.

"It is true that I underestimated the enemy. I did not check the strength of the Yellow Turban bandits and attacked rashly, which led to their defeat!"

"Then how can you guarantee that under such circumstances, the Yellow Turban troops, who were not defeated in the first place, will not fight back angrily when faced with the Han army's encirclement and suppression? If our Han army officers and soldiers suffer more casualties, What good will it do to the big man and your majesty? It would be better to take advantage of the situation and make them flee in all directions. Even if they gather again in the future, some of them will choose to leave."

Zhu Jun was about to continue talking, but Yuan Shu, who was covered in blood and covered with several wounds, ran over excitedly and asked, "Why don't you send General Ben Zhonglang on this mission?"

Yuan Shao looked calm and said calmly: "I don't know what identity the highway has to question me like this?"

"If you use the title of Lieutenant General Huben, even though I am not talented, I have personally appointed the title of Jiuqing Guardsman for His Majesty, to take charge of the southern army to defend the capital. Now that the Yellow Turbans are raging, I have been promoted to the rank of Lieutenant Commander. You are General Lieutenant Colonel Huben, But they are also under my jurisdiction.”

Yuan Shu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said: "I am the legitimate son of the Yuan family. Although you are a guard and a servant, after all, you are from the concubine of the Yuan family, so what will happen to you!"

Yuan Shao glanced at Ji Ling beside Yuan Shu meaningfully, and then said: "In terms of clan, although I am a concubine, I have been adopted. In terms of identity, I am the real legitimate son of the Yuan family, and I am your descendant. Brother, if you question me like this, if it comes to my uncle's ears, I'm afraid the highway will be punished again."

Yuan Shao now has the absolute right to speak in the Yuan family. Even Yuan Ji can't afford the arrogance of his legitimate son in front of Yuan Shao.

Yuan Shu was still planning to defend himself, but Ji Ling who was standing next to him came up and said a few words, and then Yuan Shu turned his head and left with a displeased look on his face.

Ji Ling followed closely behind.

"It's just that I am eager to make contributions to the road, and I am based on emotion and reason. As a servant and your brother, I naturally have to take care of you, so I asked you to command the Tiger Army to defend the enemy. Remember, don't be too eager to fight, and don't chase the poor enemy!"

Yuan Shu suddenly stopped and was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he reluctantly bowed his hands to Yuan Shao and thanked him: "Thank you for your love, brother!"

Ji Ling also suddenly showed joy.

Being able to leave the city to meet the enemy is almost a risk-free opportunity for the current situation. Those yellow scarves have already been panicked by Zhao Yun and the so-called white horse followers, plus many groups of surprise soldiers. They have already been panicked. The morale of the army is weakened.

If you don’t attack now, wait until later.

I just didn't expect that this so-called unparalleled general, Zhao Yun, would be so brave and courageous, Ji Ling felt ashamed.

After issuing many orders one after another, He Jin belatedly realized why this group of people only listened to Yuan Shao but not to him, the well-established general.

Seeing that there were not many people left, He Jin, as a general, seemed like a decoration.

With a displeased look on his face, he immediately asked Yuan Shao: "Why did the guard refute my face and make me lose my dignity in front of the generals?"

As if he had heard the biggest joke in history, Yuan Shao spoke loudly and said: "On the contrary, this move is for the sake of the general. If your majesty learns that under the command of the general, all the soldiers share the same hatred and are invincible. , and eventually the Yellow Turbans are defeated, then your majesty will naturally give you a large reward, and as a general, he will naturally be ranked first, and this is a credit that no one can take away!"

Of course, there may also be a situation where merits and demerits balance out. Liu Hong is now very dissatisfied with He Jin. If he fails to win this battle, it is foreseeable that He Jin's journey as a general will not be easy.

Fortunately, with the appearance of Yuan Shao and the encouragement of Zhao Yun and all the soldiers to fight, the general won the war and regained his last bit of face.

Hearing this explanation, He Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's true that I misunderstood the guard. When things happen here, I will definitely pay him a visit!"

Yuan Shao waved his hand and declined.

At this time, outside the city, Zhao Yun, who was eager to kill, seemed to have shifted his target to Bo Cai.

He did not forget the original intention of the mission, but he did not expect that he accidentally hit it and achieved better results.

Seeing that these Yellow Turban troops had no intention of fighting and were only fleeing in all directions, Zhao Yun understood that he probably really wanted to achieve the supreme prestige as Yuan Jun said, and he showed a bit of contentment despite his free and easy nature.

All of this is thanks to Yuan Jun!

(End of this chapter)