The thunderous shouts shook the ground, and the blood rushed into the sky like smoke, and on the wide battle line that stretched for more than ten miles, the battle of more than 100,000 people from the enemy was fiercely going on. www.biquge.info Everyone wants to win, so everyone is trying their best to use their own strength, their own will, and their own flesh and blood. No one wants to die, so in order to survive, they can only let their enemies die.

Under Liu Beijun's heroic fighting, the left flank defense line of the Yellow Turban Army retreated again and again. Peng Tuo, who was shocked that he had done something wrong, had to stand up and resist it on the spot, and at the same time, he sent someone to report his situation here to Zhang Niujiao and Zhang Sheng.

Peng Tuo's personal soldier Zhang wandered away, and one of them found Zhang Niujiao first.

"Brother Horn...... For Huang Tian's sake, pull the brothers. Peng Tuo's own soldiers sent the plea to Zhang Niujiao: "The other party is a cavalry, even if I carry it hard, I won't be able to carry it for long." ”

"Is it really that critical?" Zhang Niujiao turned to look at the official cavalry who had already completed a surprise attack and were now regrouping in a circle in the distance, preparing to launch another chiseling assault, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"The officers and soldiers are very strong." After only having such a short contact with Liu Beijun, Zhang Niujiao, who claimed to be a brave general, felt the heavy pressure and malice from the official army. Fighting such an enemy is indeed a matter of caution.

Yes, Zhang Niujiao, who had been at the forefront of Liu Beijun's request for help, thought about it and carefully assessed the situation in front of him, and finally could only shake his head helplessly: "I can't help him." You see what I'm doing here, too. What will happen if you retreat on such a mixed battlefield, you should know. ”

"Alas......" Peng Tuo's personal soldiers knew that what Zhang Niujiao said was true, so they could only shake their heads sadly and leave in frustration.

At the same time that he received this disappointing news, his companion also approached Zhang Sheng, who told Zhang Sheng of Peng's troubles, described the danger of the left flank, and begged Zhang Sheng to send reinforcements.

"Left-wing? I have already sent reinforcements on the left flank, why is it still fighting like this? Zhang Sheng was extremely angry at the left-wing's request for help, and he roared angrily.

"The enemy on the left flank was too fierce, and the officers and soldiers used cavalry...... We can't stop it. Peng Tuo's personal soldier said curtly.

"The little 40,000 people are against the official army of nearly 10,000 horses, and you actually say that you can't stop it? When was Peng Tuo, who was called 'Marksman', so courageless. Zhang Sheng said and looked at the direction of his left wing with resentment, and then looked at the center and right formations that seemed to have residual strength, and seemed to be very stable, and the dissatisfaction in his heart became more and more high, but he knew that he had to endure it at this time.

So, he gritted his teeth and finally ordered: "I will let Zuo Zhangba bring 5,000 elite soldiers to support you...... However, this is the last reinforcement. I don't want to hear calls for help from you. In any case, you must keep me off from the enemy's attacks - no, you will give me your flesh and blood to resist. ”

Zhang Sheng roared loudly, and when he said this, he had a very strong voice.

"No!" In the face of Zhang Sheng's roar, Peng Tuo's personal soldiers only said yes and retreated in a panic.

It was only after stepping back that a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Being able to ask for 5,000 reinforcements for his own commander is undoubtedly his credit. As for whether these 5,000 reinforcements can make his own Qu Shuai stable, he can't manage so much. After all, he had done his best.

The order was quickly delivered, and the reinforcements of the left bearded shohachi also set off quickly. Their movements did not seem slow, but Liu Beijun's attack seemed to be much faster than they had imagined. By the time they reached the left flank of their own army, the Yellow Turban Army's defensive line had retreated nearly a hundred feet.

The whole formation became more and more disorderly, although Peng Tuo's own formation had long been out of sight, and even the team of Zhang Niujiao, who claimed to be an "iron man", had retreated with a gloomy face.

"Well...... a wry smile appeared on Zhang Niujiao's face: "Although I don't want to say this, but the actual situation is like this - there are too many fierce generals in the opposing army, and we can't stop it at all." ”

"What? How could it be? Zuo Zhangba looked at Zhang Niujiao with a surprised face, "You're not lying to me, are you?" ”

"Hehe......" Zhang Niujiao laughed bitterly, he pulled open the placket of his shirt that was already stained with blood, and exposed a two-foot-long wound that cut obliquely from his left shoulder to his right waist, and showed Zuo Zhanghachi: "Just look at my wound!" The wound had been cut a foot away from the blade. I couldn't even get close to him. ”

"What? Is there such a fierce man? Who is he? Zuo Zhangba couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Zhang Niujiao say this. He saw that Zhang Niujiao was right, and he was naturally a little curious about others.

"I don't know his name, but I see his appearance: it was a young man, small in stature, holding a heavy axe, and the contrast was enormous." Zhang Niujiao tucked the blood-stained shirt back and gasped.

"Really? Then I'd like to see it. Zuo Zhangba pulled the mustache at the corner of his mouth and said with interest. At this moment, he was full of fighting spirit, and he couldn't wait to meet that person on the spot and compare with him.

He had also seen the scars on Zhang Niujiao's body, and he could see a lot from them. Maybe Zhang Niujiao would see that man as an unrivaled fierce general, but he wouldn't think so.

Because he could see from the qi left from the wound on Zhang Niujiao's body: "That person's level is actually about the same as his own." And from Zhang Niujiao's description of his body size in a thin way, Zuo Zhangba estimated that that person's ability to continue fighting may not be as good as his own.

"What is there to be afraid of such an enemy? Hum...... Since you're so arrogant, let me finish you off. Thinking so, Zuo Zhanghachi rushed forward with a fierce momentum.

"You ......" Zhang Niujiao looked at him so impulsively, and the words of warning that he had originally wanted to say suddenly disappeared. With such high morale, what else can he say. Zhang Niujiao estimated that he opened his mouth and said: "That person is just the weakest general in the official army opposite, I'm afraid that Zuo Zhangba won't take it seriously." ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Niujiao sighed: "Alas, he shouldn't have any problems this time." ”

Don't go wrong, this is a good prayer from Zhang Niujiao to his comrades.

But can this prayer be fulfilled?

Zhang Niujiao said that this is quite difficult. Because Zuo Zhangba's personality is so flamboyant and impulsive, and the fierce generals in the official army opposite are really too powerful. Objectively speaking, Zhang Niujiao is not optimistic about the result of Zuo Zhangba's departure.

“…… Perhaps, from the overall point of view, I should rearrange the sequence behind the left beard when he is in front of him? Zhang Niujiao thought about it, and suddenly made up his mind: "Prepare for war!" He roared loudly. Because he was not optimistic about Zuo Zhangba's behavior, he chose to "take care of the overall situation".

And at the moment when Zhang Niujiao was reorganizing the battle, Zuo Zhangba had already led a group of men and horses under his command upstream, and passed through the layers of defeated and retreating friendly troops to the front of the battle.

At this time, Liu Beijun's offensive happened to slow down. They need some time to straighten out their slightly messy formation and adjust the pace of their attacks to ensure the continued combat strength of their own army. Of course, stopping the attack and regrouping the formation was what Liu Beijun did after the first formation, and as the first formation of the vanguard of the whole army, they still maintained contact with the Yellow Turban Army.

Different from the first battle that Zhang Niujiao encountered at that time, the first leader of the group of men and horses encountered by Zuo Zhangjiao was not the short guy with a giant axe described by Zhang Niujiao, but a sword-wielding man who was more than eight feet tall, with a strong physique and a hideous face.

When Zuo Shohachi saw him, the big man had already taken off his armor because of the scorching weather. He showed his knotted upper body naked, and the fine scars on it were scattered all over, which made people look at it and at the same time, he also silently proclaimed his prestige.

"What a great guy." Looking at him, Zuo Zhangba's heart couldn't help but grow abruptly. He sensed danger from this guy.

"Danger? Doesn't that mean this guy could kill me? Shohachi thought and licked his upper lip wildly with his tongue. Feeling the inexplicable palpitation from the bottom of his heart, Zuo Zhanghachi felt excited. He laughed, rushed to the man's front with small steps, and yelled at him: "You ugly man, would you like to fight with my Zuo Zhangba?" ”

"World War I?" The corners of the mouth on the other side twitched, and a more hideous smile was cracked: "You want to fight me?" Hey, come on then. ”

As he spoke, he also walked towards the left beard. As the commander of the infantry under Liu Beijun, he naturally has his own war horse on the battlefield. It's just that now that Zuo Zhanghachi feels that he is challenging himself on foot, in order to give him a fair explanation, at this moment when he can relax a little, he naturally doesn't want to bully others on horseback.

"Come on! Come! Come! Let me weigh what you're capable of! The general roared, pressed the long knife in his hand back, and dragged the long knife forward on foot.

"Step! Trample! In a determined step, the two quickly approached. The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened from the original three zhang to two zhang in length. At this distance, Shohachi raised the spear in his hand.

The spear made of the fine white wax pole grasped in the palm of his hand, and let out a "buzz" as his wrist tightened. In the roar, the spear head that flashed a little star suddenly raised its head, like a bolt of lightning piercing Wen Chou's face.

"It's so ruthless, you're going to shoot my head open." Wen Chou smiled.

Don't look at the danger he said, but there was not the slightest nervousness on his face. In the face of the spear that stabbed at him, he tilted his body to the right, and the hand holding the knife slammed into the ground, sinking the tip of the knife into the ground, so that the blade of the knife stood straight.

And his own heavy and sturdy body, after a tiptoe accelerated, leaning on the knife pole into the ground and flying up, the huge body almost parallel to the ground, just like that, he threw his body and brought up a sharp flying foot, and at the same time let go of the spear of the left bearded shohachi, a heavy kick fell on the left shohachi's right shoulder.

"Smack...... Ga! A heavy blow, a crisp sound, the body of the left beard Zhangba originally pounced in front of him, and lost his center of gravity in front of Wen Chou's unprecedented "crooked move". Wen Chou's kick hit his right shoulder painfully, and listening to the crisp voice, he couldn't help but wonder if his already numb wound had been kicked and broken by the other party.

"Damn it!" Left beard Zhangba scolded secretly. However, this is not the end, but the beginning. Losing his center of gravity, he fell to the ground, and saw a bronze knife light sticking to the ground three inches away towards his head.

This is a must-kill blow, with the strength of Zuo Shohachi, the moment he just fell to the ground, there was no way to react at all.

As a result, Zuo Shohachi died. In an instant of less than three breaths, he was split into two pieces by Wen Chou.

The bronze blade broke through his body, and the thick blood slid down from the two corpses, and the smell of blood quickly spread. And as the smell of blood dissipated, the seeds of fear took root in the hearts of these newcomers to the Yellow Turbans.

For a while, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army turned pale and looked at Wen Chou in horror.

But Wen Chou is dismissive of this. At this time, he was not thinking of words like joy. Instead, he silently recited Li Qin's guidance to himself: "Horse warfare has the fighting style of horse warfare, and foot warfare has the skills of infantry combat." Nothing is set in stone, and only when you perform the right moves in the right environment can you be considered a master. ”

"Hehe, the military division's force is much worse than mine. But the principles and tricks he taught me are still very effective! Well, the next time you learn from him, you must ask him for more advice, and try to pull out all the theories in his heart as much as possible. Wen Chou muttered quietly, and a hideous smile rose at the corner of his mouth.