The Restoration of the Great Qin of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 259

"Appeal."

Wei Liang tightened the reins, and the horse under his crotch stopped instantly.Taking advantage of the opportunity, he glanced at the fast-moving Yellow Turban Army in the mud, said coldly.

"dismount."

"promise."

Pingshangang is a desperate place, good for defense and bad for attack, let alone cavalry charge.Looking at the huge number of yellow scarves with no fighting spirit, Wei Liang's eyes flashed with contempt.

The Yellow Turban in this state, even without heavy cavalry, even [-] light cavalry can ruin it.

……

After experiencing the flood and the city, this yellow scarf is over.Zhao died in four years, and there were many contradictions in the army.Plus, the merger just now.

At this moment, the 20 yellow scarves are a paper tiger.It's superficial, but it ruins the root.

Murderous intent in Wei Liang's eyes surged rapidly like a tide.Thinking about Ying Fei's attitude, his expression froze and he said.

"Loading."

"promise."

Three thousand Wei soldiers did not reload immediately.Instead, it quickly approached the hill, looking for cover.After experiencing dozens of battles, Wei Wuzu has a clear understanding of war.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

……

Three thousand Wei soldiers are quickly loading crossbow arrows.In Wei Liang's eyes, there was a hint of worry hidden in the deepest part.He turned his head and glanced behind, calculating the distance.

This time, the dispatch of troops was too hasty.The arrows carried by Wei Wuzu were seriously insufficient, and it was only enough for two rounds of strafing.

Thirty-six thousand arrows, even if each one kills one person.It's just a drop in the bucket, and it doesn't help the general situation.

And worst of all, because of the suddenness of the incident.For the sake of speed, Wei Wuzu did not carry weapons of mass destruction at all.

Three thousand Wei soldiers, each with a Qin crossbow, twelve crossbow arrows, and an iron sword each.

Once two rounds of rapid fire, [-] infantry will not be able to reach the battlefield.The three thousand Wei soldiers will be made dumplings by the Yellow Turban soldiers, and they will be exhausted bit by bit.

20 yellow scarves, delay can delay Wei Liang's death.Wei Liang was very self-aware. Although he learned Wu Qi's military art and even learned the training method of Wei Wu's pawns, he did not dare to compete with Wu Qi.

Ying Fei has neither the courage of Xiang Yu nor the strength of Wu Qi.Three thousand faces 20, and the pressure in his heart is like a mountain, and he is almost out of breath.

……

"There are few Han soldiers, brothers, kill them!"

Wang Dahu opened his eyes wide, and a stern look flashed across him.His eyesight is also considered extraordinary, and he saw through Wei Wuzu's shortcomings at a glance.

"kill."

As soon as Wang Da moved, his 15 troops quickly approached Pingshangang.The weapons in his hands are mottled and have different styles.

"Kill all the Han dogs!"

At the same time, Sun Yi also gave a loud shout.Pull out the iron sword and lead the army to attack.

"kill."

The army shouted angrily, and the momentum actually rose little by little.The whole body is covered with mud, and the weapons are mixed.Such a group of mobs fell into Wei Liang's eyes, which made him terrified.

This originally funny scene, coupled with the dead silent eyes of the Taiping Daoists, is no longer funny.

On the contrary, a touch of sharpness is gathering.With a touch of awe, a path of hopelessness slowly rises.

At this moment, the barriers within the Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to disappear all of a sudden. 26 yellow scarves, united as one.

The fire that was about to start, the accumulated anger, suddenly transferred to Wei Wuzu.Unanimously external, the murderous intent directed at the bullfighting.

"hiss."

Looking at the approaching, silent Yellow Turban Army.Wei Liang took a deep breath, and his expression became extremely dignified.After a moment of hesitation, Wei Liang's eyes froze and stopped flickering.

Ping Shangang, so desperate.Not to mention 26 mobs, scum with less than five combat powers.Even if it is the elite of the Great Qin Dynasty, it will never give up.

"bass."

Pulling out the iron sword, Wei Lianghu blinked, shouted, and said: "Zuo Qu moves forward, ready to shoot."

"promise."

A thousand soldiers of the Wei Dynasty shouted loudly, their strength piercing the world.Wei Lianghu's eyes were gloomy and cold, he shouted sharply, and said.

"Ten steps back in the middle song, and take over the left song at any time."

"promise."

"Uh, uh, uh."

……

The soldiers of Wei were very disciplined. With Wei Liang's order, Zhong Qu quickly withdrew from the bunker, leaving the place empty to Zuo Qu.Glancing at You Qu, Wei Liang narrowed his eyes, shouted, and said.

"The right song belongs to, leave three crossbow arrows, and put the rest in the middle song, draw the sword out of its sheath, and prepare to kill at close quarters."

"promise."

……

"Whoa."

You Qu moved in response to the sound and unloaded the arrow from the Qin crossbow.

"Bao, baa, bao..."

At the same time, he drew his sword out of its sheath, stood in front of Wei Liang, and waited solemnly.

Three thousand Wei soldiers were too few to launch a counterattack.Facing the mighty yellow turban mob that swarmed like wasps, Wei Liang could only deploy tactics like this.

……

This battle is not a war of annihilation.

As long as you hold on to the Pingshan Hill and wait until Ying Fei's army arrives, you will be victorious.It's just that Pingshan is long and narrow, and the three thousand Wei soldiers are like a drop of water in the ocean.

Blending into it, even I can't tell the difference.

……

The coverage of three thousand Wei soldiers is not enough to cover the Yellow Turban mob.As the arrows shoot down the sky, there must be yellow scarf mobs rushing forward.

"kill."

The yellow turban mob approached quickly.The sound of shouting and killing was deafening, and its momentum was so great that it swept across the world.

Wei Liang's eyes flashed, and the murderous intent condensed into substance.Tie Jian pointed forward, shouted, and said.

"shoot."

"call out."

"call out."

"call out."

……

With a hook, six thousand crossbow arrows were fired continuously.Covering the entire sky, the eyes are completely black.The fierce murderous aura shot straight into the sky.

"puff."

"puff."

"puff."

……

The arrow castrated extremely quickly, like lightning, piercing through the body of the yellow scarf mob.

"thump."

"thump."

"thump."

……

Arrows were all over the world, and people kept falling.The advance speed of the yellow turban mob was hindered.

His eyes flashed, Wei Liang kept listening to all directions and watching all directions.Seeing that the Yellow Turban's approach was blocked, the left-curved arrow was exhausted.He shouted loudly, said.

"The middle song takes over from the left song forward, and the left song takes three steps back, reloading on the spot."

"promise."

The two songs moved quickly and replaced their positions at once.Wei Lianghu's eyes froze, he shouted, and said.

"shoot."

"call out."

"call out."

"call out."

……

The Yellow Turban Mob is not Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Warrior.Its armor is insufficient, and the entire army does not even have a set of armor that has been seen.

"thump."

"thump."

"thump."

"kill……"

As soon as the sound of killing came to his lips, he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air.The yellow turban soldiers, looking at the shocking blow, were suddenly frightened and dumbfounded.

The continuous arrows are like a torrential rain.The terrifying arrows attacked straight down, killing one life after another.

Along the way, the Yellow Turban soldiers suffered heavy casualties.On the ground, corpses were piled up one after another, with blood trickling down.

This scene was extremely bloody.

"call."

Taking a deep breath, Wei Liang stared blankly.Said: "You Qu stepped forward and shot all the arrows."

"promise."

(End of this chapter)