The Invincible Hegemon of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 41 The Battle of Anping

At this time, the [-] county soldiers were also besieged and killed by the Yellow Turbans, and there were very few left.Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also turned around and killed Liu Bei. After finding Liu Bei, they escorted him out of the battlefield.

Although the county soldiers are about to be wiped out.But the damage of the Yellow Turban itself is also very astonishing.So far in the battle, the Yellow Turban Chinese Army has suffered more than [-] casualties!

It has exceeded half of Zhang Liang's allocation to the Chinese army.

With 40 yellow scarves, 20 former troops were wiped out. [-] Chinese troops were disabled.Now only the [-] rear army under the personal command of Zhang Liang still has complete combat power.

The [-] Yellow Turban archers were also temporarily unable to enter the battlefield due to exhaustion.

Huangfusong's eyes had become cold again.

He stared silently at the battlefield that had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Vigorously drew out the saber at his waist, raised the sword and leaped on the horse.He shouted loudly: "Soldiers! Follow me and kill the thief!"

Immediately, the war horse under his crotch also neighed loudly.Running forward like a shot arrow.

Immediately behind Huangfusong, Zhu Jun also led the remaining [-] Han troops to launch a general offensive!

Twenty thousand Han troops wearing iron helmets and tassels formed a neat formation.Roaring and charging towards the Yellow Turban!

Zhang Bao set foot on the high platform of the Chinese army again, and helped the crooked banner.Seeing the Han army starting the general attack, a ferocious smile appeared on his ferocious face.

"My sons, listen to the order! Gather in front of the big banner! Fight the Han dog..."

Zhang Bao was still shouting passionately.A heavy arrow with fangs fell from the sky without warning, and the sound of the arrow was like the howling of a wolf.

It directly plunged into Zhang Bao's open mouth, and penetrated through his shoulder and neck.With a trace of blood.Nailed firmly to the planks on the high platform.

Zhang Bao could not utter a word again.Even though he is in great pain now, he can only cover his neck with his hands and let out a soft "hiss".Seeing is not alive.

on the distant horizon.A knight stood there, and he put the huge bow in his hand on the saddle.He began to gently rub his shoulders.

Behind the knight were two thousand soldiers in the dust.

They looked exhausted and wore the clothes of the soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

One stood in front of the army, wearing a fiery red cloak.Wearing an iron helmet, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, he has an expression on his face.It turned out to be somewhat similar to that famous general Huangfusong.

The same indifference.

Behind him, an ugly giant stood with a pair of short halberds on his back.

This person is Zhao Ziyu, and the knight is Zhang He.

It turned out that this army was commanded by Zhao Xiang and was a county soldier who hurried over from Changshan.

Zhao Xiang saw the battlefield in full swing, and began to give orders with sharp eyes.

"The whole army is in one word, charge forward!"

During the march, Zhao Xiang randomly found a few cronies who had killed the county's senior officials.Now it has basically mastered the command of this army.

It also successfully established a decisive image for these county soldiers.

Although the body was already very tired, it was hindered by Zhao Xiang's bloodthirsty aura in the past few days.The Changshan soldier still raised his weapon and slowly began to charge forward.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiang twisted his sword eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Anyone who is lazy and does not move forward, beheaded! Kill ten thieves, reward ten liang. Promote to the capital!"

Although Zhao Xiang's voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by every Changshan soldier.

The eyes of the Changshan soldiers began to turn red, and the momentum was instantly shaken.Go to the battlefield to hide and kill.

Zhao Xiang shifted his footsteps and came to Zhang He's side.He Sheng asked, "Bomou, how are you doing?"

Zhang He has already grabbed his giant bow again.He smiled lightly at Zhao Xiang: "It's not a problem. It's just that the falling star consumes a lot of energy."

"Don't use the falling star in the future." Zhao Xiang saw Zhang He use the falling star to kill the enemy for the first time.He couldn't imagine how it was actually done.

The only thing that is certain is that.This action of suddenly pulling the five-stone bow to full string requires extremely strong explosive power.

If there are too many such violent outbreaks, the body will naturally have problems of one kind or another.Zhao Xiang from modern times knows this.

Zhang He smiled indifferently, and answered Zhao Xiang.

Zhang He never dreamed that one day he would be forced to such a field by a group of farmers.

Zhang Yun picked up another yellow scarf miscellaneous soldier with one shot.As the energy in my body dwindled, my heart became very bitter.

Zhang He was the county lieutenant of Ye.I heard that Huangfu Song recruited soldiers from various counties to go to Anping.Young and ambitious, he also brought two thousand soldiers from Ye to listen to the tune.

I wanted to do something big with this.Holding his three-foot green sword, he has achieved incomparable feats.How did they know that they would encounter such a difficult battle.

At this moment, Zhang Yun's lofty ambition followed his helmet, and was chopped to nowhere by a yellow turban soldier's hoe.

There is only one thought in his mind: get out!survive!

The instinct of survival made Zhang He explode with unprecedented potential.At this moment, he was like a Shura, constantly slashing and killing the yellow scarf soldiers around him.

For a while, blood * * flying in the sky.The stumps and broken arms also fell to the ground.

It's a pity that this Shura will be tired.

Just when Zhang Yun's body was sore and he was weak.The Yellow Turban soldiers around them suddenly started to riot.

"General Rengong!...General Rengong is dead!"

"Heaven isn't dead yet?! General Rengong has been punished!"

"Yes! General Rengong said that the sky is dead, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky and directly killed the general!"

"The officers and soldiers are too vicious! Run for your life!"

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Chinese Army suddenly became flustered and began to crowd and trample each other.

What's more deadly is that Zhang Bao was shot to death by a strange arrow.No matter how Shuai Qu in the Yellow Turban yells and scolds, the Yellow Turban can no longer have the fanatical belief in a decisive battle with the Han army.

These Yellow Turbans are loyal supporters of the Yellow Turban Taoism.At this moment, Zhang Bao's death shattered their faith.

Even the hero general whom Huang Tian valued very much died.How long can I live?

Facing the fear of death, the Yellow Turban began to riot.

At the same time, [-] Han Wu soldiers rushed into the Yellow Turban Army like a tiger.It became the last ton (yes, tons) of straw that crushed the Yellow Turban Chinese Army.

The Yellow Turban Chinese Army with the largest number collapsed instantly.

They ran like wolves and began to flee in a panic.

The direction is naturally backwards!
Under the intentional or unintentional approach of [-] Han soldiers.The more than [-] defeated soldiers of the Yellow Turban Chinese Army went straight towards the rear army led by Zhang Liang!
Standing on the high platform, Zhang Liang looked at the yellow turban soldiers who were getting closer and closer to his side.A bitterness rose from the corner of the mouth.

At this time, even Zhang Liang, who is not very good at fighting, knows.yellow scarf. .lost.

At this moment, he can do.Maybe just one thing.

A stern look appeared in Zhang Liang's eyes.He shouted in a cold voice: "Decree! Mingjin! Return to Guangzong!"

Zhang He survived.But there was no joy in his eyes, only endless exhaustion.His shoulders were drooping, his hair was disheveled, and his face was covered with blood.If it weren't for the sticking of flesh and blood, the sword in his hand would have fallen to the ground.

Endless tiredness hit Zhang Xi, causing him to lie heavily among endless dead bodies.

On this day, a strange scene appeared on the land of Anping County: hundreds of thousands of yellow scarf soldiers were chased and killed by tens of thousands of Han troops.Behind these tens of thousands of Han troops, there are still two thousand county soldiers chasing forward.

(End of this chapter)