Zhang Bao led the 10,000 troops to retreat for 20 miles, and the three battalions of Changshui, Yuecai, and Tuncai and the Sanhe cavalry pursued and killed 20 miles with ring knives.

No less than three thousand.

When the enemy led the army to chase and kill, Ma Yue did not dare to guarantee whether the 20,000 people could retreat safely, let alone the untrained Yellow Turban believers.

Although there was a black-faced man who led more than 1,000 cavalry to resist the pursuit of Ma Yue and others and fought and retreated, the cavalry on both wings continued to harass left and right, and the Yellow Turban cavalry could not take care of it at all.

The black-faced man led the cavalry to resist Ma Yue and Cao Poshi, and the two led their troops to slow down and pass by, not fighting hard. At the same time, Bao Hong on the left flank seized the opportunity to lead the Tun cavalry and the Sanhe cavalry to chase and fight fiercely on the right flank of the Yellow Turban.

Seeing that Ma Yue and the others had been driven some distance, the black-faced man hurriedly returned to the right flank of the division to resist Bao Hong's cavalry.

Exhausted.

At first, the retreating formation of the Yellow Turbans was able to be maintained, but the incessant harassment and long running of the Han cavalry flanks frightened them and exhausted them.

Throwing away armor and abandoning armor is a thousand miles away.

The morale of the Yellow Turban Army was completely lost, and the large army of the Han army steadily advanced in formation, and the two sides were always separated by no more than three miles. This is the southern edge of the Jizhou Plain, adjacent to the middle of the Taihang Mountains.

The Yellow Turban Army also saw their own city, and the already chaotic retreat formation suddenly became more chaotic, and the men with yellow turbans on their heads dropped their hoes and ran towards the east, and Zhang Baostrag couldn't stop it from raising his sword and shouting on his horse.

They just wanted to run closer to the city and valley, and the enemy's cavalry would no longer be able to pursue them as recklessly as they did now, and Zhang Bao also thought of this.

Jizhou was his hometown, and he knew every valley and river here, and he only needed to send a message to the defenders of the city to assemble an army that could ambush the enemy in the valley.

In Ma Yue's eyes, the situation seemed to be such an opportunity to take advantage of it in a fleeting manner.

Ma Yue shouted with Changge in his arms: "Pursue Sanli and kill the enemy!" ”

"Kill!"

The enemy army has no intention of fighting at this time, and the fighters are fleeting, isn't the value of cavalry reflected in this moment?

Ma Yue rode his horse and galloped without hesitation, and more than 1,000 cavalry behind him raised their swords to attack, cutting straight into the army formation behind the yellow scarf.

Chang Ge kept provoking, and the demoralized Yellow Turban Rout had no one to resist at all, and all they wanted in their minds was to run faster, run faster, and leave these executioners who ate people and didn't spit out bones.

Two legs, how fast do you have to run to run more than four legs, not to mention that they are all exhausted.

More than 1,000 cavalrymen from the 2nd Cavalry Battalion of Changshui and Yue directly cut into the center of the Yellow Turban Rout behind the sharp knives composed of Ma Yue, Guan Yu, Xu Huang, Yan Xing, and Yang Feng, and there were no less than 1,000 Yellow Turbans behind them.

Seeing that the timing was almost the same, and if he moved forward, he would go deep alone, not to mention that the valley was steep a few miles ahead, and Ma Yue did not dare to rashly lead the army into the valley, and suddenly turned sharply to the left, and turned into the right flank of the Yellow Turban and slashed again.

If the Yellow Turbans were still a whole when they began to retreat, now their rout has been divided into two parts by Ma Yue, although the large army still fled to the valley, but this rear army of more than 2,000 people was cut out by Ma Yue because of the lack of urgency to retreat, and became a lone army.

Because of the assault on the right flank of the Han army, the main force of the Han army was still three miles away, but at this time it had already begun to advance rapidly, Lu Zhi looked at Ma Yue from a distance under the cover and led his troops to attack the Yellow Turban formation and divide the rout army into two parts. ”

Subsequently, Lu Zhi snatched the order flag from the flag soldiers around him, waved it, and the drum car on his side immediately sounded the order drum when he saw it, and the main force of the Han army immediately galloped forward and accelerated towards the front, intending to swallow this lone army that was cut by Ma Yue.

In the chaos, Ma Yue saw that Bao Hong, who was a mile away, also began to charge towards the Yellow Turban Army, and the black-faced man led the Yellow Turban Cavalry to gallop towards him.

'Go ahead and cut this piece of cake, or dodge the enemy's cavalry?' Ma Yue glanced at the Yellow Turban cavalry, and was about to bypass this cavalry, but found that the Yellow Turban cavalry was not aimed at himself, but the middle of his second battalion of cavalry, intended to cut off the Han cavalry from the middle.

He can run, but once he dodges the robe behind the Yellow Turban Cavalry, he will be left half surrounded by the layers of Yellow Turban believers, and it will be difficult to escape.

Ma Yue immediately turned his horse's head without hesitation, and rushed straight towards the Yellow Turban cavalry, even if it was a head-on collision, with Bao Hong as a friendly soldier, he was attacked on his belly and back, and maybe he could eat this team of Yellow Turban cavalry.

Guan Yu protected Ma Yue on the left, Xu Huang protected Ma Yue on the right, Yang Feng and Yan Xing were sandwiched in the middle, a yellow turban thief on his side looked at the cavalry rushing towards him as if he was stunned, holding the bamboo spear I don't know what to do, Ma Yue slapped the horse and hit the spearhead, seeing that the spearhead was close at hand, his left hand brazenly spread the reins and grabbed the bamboo spear with his backhand, and his right arm Changge moved forward, and he stabbed the enemy through.

The arm did not grasp the reins, but Ma Yue's body did not lose his balance, his legs clamped the horse's body hard, Ma Yue's right arm swept out with a wave of Changge, tearing out a hole in the enemy blocking the way, and his left arm held a bamboo spear and threw it violently, slamming the thief more than ten steps away to the ground.

Then the cavalry brigade shouted and swept by like a gust of wind.

A hundred paces away, the chaotic Yellow Turban rout, Ma Yue saw the Yellow Turban cavalry galloping on the opposite side, this person was as black as carbon and burly, holding a spear and glaring angrily at the horse.

"Zhou Cang is here, and the enemy will die quickly!"

Zhou Cang? Ma Yue was distracted, the two teams of cavalry were about to collide together, and when they came back to their senses, Ma Yue hurriedly pulled the reins to the right side, Chang Gege blocked this knife full of anger, and then stabbed suddenly, Zhou Cang slammed back from the horse, dodging Ma Yue's stab, and then the two rode over, Guan Yu slashed down with a knife, Zhou Cang blocked it in embarrassment, but was shocked off the horse because of uneven force.

Then hundreds of Yellow Turban cavalry and Han army Hu cavalry collided with each other like flowing water, Ma Yue Changge hurriedly swept over and hurriedly dodged the spear that stabbed him, and just blocked a ring knife to receive another pitchfork.

The end is full of dangers.

In the chaotic battle, countless horses were pierced by spears, and countless cavalry were shocked off their horses.

The cavalry rushed to kill for only a moment, Ma Yue's legs had begun to weaken, his left arm was forcefully wrapped around the horse's neck, and his right arm commanded Chang Ge to rush left and right in the chaotic army, avoiding the swept weapons and blocking the hateful attack for the horse.

In the confusion, Ma Yue saw Bao Hong passing their warband, chasing the Yellow Turban from the side and rushing into the valley, abandoning the friendly forces beside him.

In the chaotic battle, Ma Yue's helmet was knocked off, his hair bun was also scattered, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, there was a sudden dawn in front of me.

Rush out.

Han archers evaded the cavalry with crossbows and crossbows, and ran and fired quickly from their flanks, chasing the fleeing Yellow Turbans.

There was the sound of gold in his ears, and Ma Yue comforted the horses that were drenched and sweating into water, and the people were tired and tired.

However, Ma Yue smiled at Guan Yu Yang Feng and the others beside him, as well as the remaining more than 500 Changshui and Yue cavalry warriors: "This battle can be regarded as a victory." ”