The river valley, which is the name of a local person in Zhuo County, is located in the south of Zhuo County, north of the Baigou River, between two low mountain packs, with a typical erosion landform. The www.biquge.info of this piece of east-west valley is not wide, it seems a little narrow and long, and a loess tamping three-zhang official road runs through it, and the left and right are just knee-length green barren grass.

When the brigade of the Yellow Turban Army, led by Cheng Yuanzhi, came here in a formation that stretched for several miles, Zou Jing and Liu Bei's official army were already waiting in formation there. At this time, Liu Bei's rebel army was in front, and Zou Jing's county soldiers lined up behind him. The military formation of 900 people stood solemnly, and the faint majesty emanating made the entire river valley full of an oppressive atmosphere, making people involuntarily nervous.

Seeing that the other party was already standing in formation, the pace of the front camp of the army suddenly stopped several miles away. The general of the front battalion sent people to send horses to report Cheng Yuanzhi urgently, and quickly ordered the army to coordinate the pace, spread the formation, and slowly press forward.

This movement is naturally like a mountain shaking, containing irresistible power. Because of the control of the Taiping Dao veterans, although the nearly 10,000 coerced people in the former army here have no ability, they have also experienced several battles and seen some blood. He may not be as proficient as the officers and soldiers who have been trained for a long time in terms of orders and prohibitions, but he can more or less understand what he should do at this time.

Soon, the barely neat phalanx stood up, and gradually pressed the distance between the two sides to a distance of about a mile. At this distance, Cheng Yuanzhi, who had already gone up to the front of the battle, clearly saw the "Zou" flag on the opposite side that was hunting and fluttering in the wind, and behind him, he thought it was a winged "Liu" character flag. The Quartet of the Flag is the main general, and the flag triangle is the deputy general. Cheng Yuanzhi looked at the military formation erected by the other party, looked at the thin number of people on the other side, and a faint smile lifted on the corner of his mouth.

"Looks pretty good. Seeing that our army did not flee...... I heard that Zou Jing, the captain of the army, had worked with the Wuhuan people in his early years, and he seems to be a man of flesh and blood. This time they chose good terrain...... Can it just stop us? Cheng Yuanzhi pursed his lips, but he didn't care: "Although the terrain here restricts the deployment of our army, we have 50,000 people." Such a force is slaughtered in a dignified manner, and no matter what means they use, it is useless. We have won this battle! Cheng Yuanzhi, who was sitting on the yellow horse, looked at the other party's military formation and smiled, and said very confidently.

"Huh...... Then I'll congratulate Qu Shuai first. If this battle is successful, General Tiangong will presumably also set up Dafang in Youzhou, and the heavy responsibility of leading Youzhou Dafang at that time will be none other than Qu Shuai. Deng Mao, who was following Cheng Yuanzhi, said jokingly.

I don't blame them for being arrogant, but judging from the current situation, the advantage of the Yellow Turban Army is too obvious. Although in the eyes of everyone, the combat power of the Yellow Turban Army is not as good as that of the official army, but there is a degree of comparison. 10,000 officers and troops can compete with 50,000 Yellow Turban Army, this is the basic view of the world at present. According to this view, how could Cheng Yuanzhi's 50,000 Yellow Turban Army look at the 1,000 officers and soldiers in front of him.

Therefore, at this moment, whether it is Cheng Yuanzhi, Deng Mao, or those generals under him, they all have a very optimistic attitude towards this battle. They all thought they had won.

Only, is that really the case? Looking at the dense military formation that was slowly pressing, the pressure on the side of the official army was already great, and the almost suffocating atmosphere was like a magic hand that fiercely grabbed the hearts of the group of volunteers standing at the front of the military formation. They were all on the battlefield for the first time, and now they were experiencing the horror of the battlefield for the first time. This is a war, not a fierce battle between a few people or dozens of people, under the power condensed by the boundless men and horses of the other side, no matter what reason they joined the army in the first place, they can't help but feel a little apprehensive at this time, and their heels unconsciously frustrated a little.

"Snap ......" whips slammed into their thighs, and the hot pain woke up these uneasy people for a moment. They were annoyed and wanted to find the slap on them, but at the moment of turning their heads, they saw the angry face of their boss. "Don't look around. Steady, everything is as it was during the exercise. Don't worry, we have fierce men like the second and third generals, and we won't lose this battle. Steady, and you'll be fine in a while. Zhangjiazhuang, who had already become the backbone of Liu Bei's army, shouted in a low voice. They are all Zhang Fei's sons, and they can't be more loyal to their young master. They all know the young master's bravery, and they also understand that the young master's second brother has similar strength as the young master. They don't understand much about war, but they also understand that the strength of military generals is very important in war. Sometimes, a single general can make the difference between winning or losing a battle. They don't understand how many fierce generals there are on the side of the Yellow Turban Army, but in their opinion, it is impossible for them to lose with two fierce generals.

"Well, I shouldn't lose! There's a general up ahead. "The people who are in battle for the first time are also relatively easy to fool, thinking that they have already taken the money given by the Zhang family to buy their lives, and thinking that the young master of the Zhang family and his sworn brothers are in front of the formation, their uneasy hearts suddenly stabilized slightly. Their heels must be certain, and the formation that originally had slight waves is naturally stable.

Zou Jing, who is a veteran of the army, saw this ups and downs in the rear military formation, he nodded slightly, but he rode towards Liu Bei, and said with an appreciative smile: "Xuande's military training is good." In the face of the enemy's army, it is really rare that they can still hold on to it when they go into battle for the first time. ”

"This is all the credit of Yun Chang, Yide, and Yuan Hua. I've only made a show up in it. Liu Bei smiled slightly when he heard this, and did not take all the credit on himself.

"Hehe, isn't their credit to you?" Zou Jing waved his hand, looking indifferent. At this time, the distance between the two sides is already less than a mile, and if they get closer, the two sides will have to meet the enemy head-on. Of course, Zou Jing didn't want to confront the Yellow Turban Army like this, and the method originally discussed in the military tent was not like this. At that moment, Zou Jing nodded lightly at Liu Bei, and whispered to him: "Xuande, act according to the plan." ”

When Liu Bei heard this, he immediately turned his horse out, took Guan Yu with him, and Zhang Fei and the two rushed straight to the front of the Yellow Turban Army. The three of them looked bold one after the other, but at the point outside the range of the bow and arrow, they turned their horses and changed direction, and just turned around and yelled at the Yellow Turban Army: "You are a traitor, a rebel against the country, a cholera world, a coercion of civilians, and persecution of the good, you are really a beast." Now that our officers and troops are here, why don't you surrender as soon as possible. ”

"Surrender? You let us surrender to the officers and soldiers? You're not stupid, are you? Now we have the upper hand. Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao glanced at each other, but shook their heads with strange expressions. They all thought that the young man with big ears on the other side was really a little unclear in his head.

"I didn't expect Zou Jing to send such a fool as a deputy general. Deng Mao, I really can't stand it. Go up and take him down for me." Cheng Yuanzhi ordered lightly. After listening to Liu Bei's seemingly brainless words, he didn't think Liu Bei had any ability, so he directly handed over the credit that he saw as easy to get at his fingertips. This is also a kind of promotion of Deng Mao.

"No!" Deng Mao nodded, carrying a pair of copper hammers in his hand, and then turned his horse and rushed towards Liu Bei. As he rushed, he shouted the words of the gods in his mouth, but his eyes were wide and round, his eyebrows were upside down, and his bloody mouth was wide open, and at first glance he really looked a little hideous. Of course, this hideousness was deliberately pretended by Deng Mao, he knew that this could bring fear to others, and in the battle array he had experienced before, he frightened many people with his ability to intimidate. Some generals of the official army fought against him, and they were so surprised by him that they only played six or seven percent of their work, but they became the souls of his copper hammer. Seeing that such shouts and intimidation were so effective, Deng Mao liked this kind of action more and more, and he thought that this was his own ability.

However, such skills are uncountable after all. Seeing Deng Mao rushing straight to Liu Bei, the impulsive Zhang Fei suddenly sped up the speed of the mount under him. I saw that this black horse was like a black lightning, carrying Zhang Fei like a violent wind past Liu Bei's side, and suddenly blocked in front of Liu Bei.

Facing Deng Mao, who was about to come over with a shout in his mouth, Zhang Fei didn't say more, the Zhangba spear in his hand was raised suddenly, clamped the spear shaft under his armpit, and poked straight towards Deng Mao with a cold edge. There are no complicated variations in this blow, just a perfect combination of speed and power. For a while, everyone only saw a black shadow cross Liu Bei and slammed into Deng Mao, and in an instant, it staggered with Deng Mao and appeared directly behind Deng Mao.

"What the hell is going on?" In an instant, most of the others couldn't see it clearly.

They were puzzled by this, and were about to ask something, when they saw Deng Mao, who had originally rushed towards Liu Bei, staggering and unsteady on his horse.

After that, "when...... When the ......" sounded, the copper hammer in his hand fell into heavy dust, and the hideous expression that he had deliberately pretended to be suddenly froze on his face. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he couldn't say anything. As the war horse under him uneasily carried him forward two steps, his body suddenly fell crooked on the horse's back, and Bobo's blood spurted from his chest like a spring, but it silently explained his current situation.

Seeing that Deng Mao was dead, Cheng Yuanzhi became annoyed. Although the two of them are not brothers who have been friends for 800 years, they are also colleagues and friends who have been together for a long time. Facing Zhang Fei, a guy who relied on sneak attacks to win, the anger and sadness in his heart made him suddenly impulsive. He roared angrily and slapped his horse with his knife and went straight to Zhang Fei.

At this time, Zhang Fei seemed to be still reminiscing about something, but he didn't notice Cheng Yuanzhi's movement at all, which made Cheng Yuanzhi, who was quickly approaching him, happy. Seeing that the distance between the two was rapidly narrowing, Cheng Yuanzhi's knife suddenly raised.

But before he could swing his knife down, he felt a cold chill pass through his neck, and then he felt himself fly high. The scene in front of him was changing rapidly in the rotation, round and round, and he was a little dizzy to see. In such a whirlwind, he didn't know a lot of things, but he vaguely saw a leaderless general standing in front of Zhang Fei with an indescribable familiarity.

"Huh? Who is he? Cheng Yuanzhi wanted to think about it again, but he couldn't think of anything. His consciousness ended, and naturally he didn't see that after his head turned around in the sky a few times, it was caught by a cyan carved dragon's broadsword. The broad knife face was laid flat, and the bloody head widened and his eyes stopped on it, but it was the thin eyes and long eyebrows of the owner of the big knife who looked at each other.

"Hmph......" The owner of the big knife snorted coldly, and the long knife in his hand was at the top, and he exerted a shock, and raised the head towards himself, and then his long arms were lightly relaxed, but he suddenly took the head of the cloak in his hand.

After that, Liu Bei immediately stepped forward, and the owner of the big knife handed his head to Liu Bei: "Big brother, give!" ”

"Well done, second brother!" Liu Bei nodded with satisfaction, then raised Cheng Yuanzhi's head high, and shouted loudly: "The first evil has already been punished, why don't you wait for the accomplices to come down early?" ”

"What?" Liu Bei's voice was not very loud, but the appearance of him carrying Cheng Yuanzhi's head out of the horse also made the group of people in the Yellow Turban Army understand what happened between the lightning and flint just now.

Looking at Deng Mao, who was lying on the war horse and bleeding all over the ground, and then looking at Cheng Yuanzhi, whose head was carried in his hands, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army finally realized that their general had been killed. It is said that it will be the courage of the soldiers, although at the moment the Yellow Turban Army has not lost a single soldier and not a single one, but the sergeants who watched all this happen before the battle were already frightened. Don't talk about those people who were coerced out, let's just say that those Taiping Dao veterans who pressed the formation didn't want to fight anymore when they saw the situation in front of them. Even if there were still a few very bloody generals among the generals who wanted to lead their own soldiers to press it with all their might, they were persuaded by their comrades.

"Look...... The smoke and dust behind them. Do you really think there are only a thousand people here? What's going on with the flag behind it? If you want me to say that this is completely a conspiracy - first the hidden general sneaked up on Qu Shuai, and then pressed the border with a large army. This is what it is...... Pit! It's too pitiful. The conspiracy theorist pointed to Liu Beijun's sudden change behind the formation and said loudly.

Under such obvious evidence, his words were naturally and convincing: "Sure enough, you can see it really." Let's go, let's withdraw! We lost this battle, so let's try to withdraw and save our lives. ”

So, the flag was unfurled, leading the army to retreat.

At that time, Zou Jing and Liu Bei saw their soldiers, and although they put on a posture of pursuit, they did not dare to attack in a hurry.

If nothing changes, under the control of the stalwart generals of the army, most of the 50,000 Yellow Turban troops can still retreat safely. But at the very moment when they waved their flags and led the army to retreat, shouts, fights, curses, and eager begs for mercy sounded behind them, but everyone panicked.

The people in front had no courage when they saw the general's death, and when they saw the chaos behind them, they naturally thought that the official army had an ambush and attacked their own formation.

And those behind did not understand what was happening in front of them, and the narrow terrain restricted the spread of the military formation, so that they knew nothing about everything in front of them. Although they received the order to retreat the army, they did not understand why there was such an order. Unable to completely prohibit it, they were a little puzzled about the retreat.

And just when they were puzzled, dozens of powerful men suddenly drew their knives and slashed at them, shouting incessantly: "Defeated!" Defeated! The officers and soldiers have been killed! Everyone, run! But it was a mind that made their already suspicious minds even more messy.

"Is it really a defeat? The officers and soldiers are coming? The Yellow Turbans are no longer good? Is it possible to have revenge and revenge? "All kinds of ideas are in their hearts. Seeing the retreating of the troops in front, they mostly believed this.

Although this wave of people are all coerced people, due to the different times of being coerced into the Yellow Turban Army, the coerced people also have grudges. For those who have just entered the army, those who have joined the army before may be their enemies. And for the old man who was coerced into the army, perhaps the Taiping Dao pawn who suppressed them was their enemy.

As the army retreated one after another, all kinds of unbearable rumors spread wildly among the army, and became more and more changed with the surprise attack of the first dozens of people, and then turned into a chaos that swept the whole army.

A mess came quickly, and by the time the generals realized that something was wrong, everything was out of control.

Thus, the orderly retreat turned into a rout, and the rout in a corner evolved into a rout, like the crumbling mountain, which in an instant turned into countless rubble, scattered and messy under the surging momentum.

"The whole army is in pursuit!" Seeing that the opponent's military formation had finally collapsed, Zou Jing's face suddenly showed a happy smile.

At this moment, he was finally sure that he had won the battle. At that moment, he gave a loud order, and sent all the troops in his hands to hunt down the group of guys who had long lost their fighting spirit, had no courage, and only knew that they were constantly fleeing.

He is old in the army, but he knows that only this time is the most important opportunity to search for results.