More and more Yellow Turbans were awakened and took up arms to join the battlefield, and they swept over the world, almost engulfing the Han army.

They truly completed the encirclement, and surrounded the 20,000 Han troops on a large plain west of the mainland, and the people were connected into a sea.

But their encirclement was not intentional, but the yellow scarves in the camp were frightened to death by the impact of the Han army at night, and some people began to break up, rushing towards the surrounding wolves and pigs, some running forward, some running backwards, and finally forming such an encirclement appearance.

"Rush quickly, change formation!"

Huangfu Song couldn't see the scene on all sides, but with half a lifetime of military career, he clearly knew what kind of battle decisions these rabble would make when they were awakened in their sleep.

With Huangfu Song's order, the flag behind him was unfurled, accompanied by the faint light of the early morning, from the leaders of the battle array such as Ma Yue Cao Poshi to the military waiting in the small phalanx of 600 people, to the captain of the team in the grassroots officers, the order was quickly passed in the army, and the front army launched a fierce attack with more rapid momentum.

Blood was everywhere, there was killing everywhere, and lives were lost in the most irresponsible attitude and in the most heroic and glorious way.

At this time, Huangfu Song's footsteps paused, and he thought of Zhang Jiao, the man he had never met but confronted him for months.

This man single-handedly integrated a million rabble, dragging tens of thousands of Han troops to the inch, Huangfu Song wondered how he would feel if Zhang Jiao knew that his followers surrounded the Han army with such a battle array.

Only a fool would be fully surrounded.

Look at the distance, whether it is a raised hill or a flooded road, the Yellow Turbans did not give up a place that could carry their footsteps, and surrounded the water, but what is the point of this, the Han army only needs to break through the Chinese army's tent a thousand steps away.

One side went down the mountain and the tiger smashed the yellow dragon, and the other side rose up to resist the fight to the death.

"General Rengong, the brothers can't resist it, let's fight to the death to take you out!"

Yellow Turban Lux knelt beside Zhang Liang and said.

"Retreat? Lao Tzu has an army of more than 100,000 people, don't you see it! There are our brothers all over the mountains, as long as we can block the sharpness of their front army, we can eat away this group of Han troops, and we can't leave! ”

Zhang Liang didn't know much about things, and he didn't know the art of war, but he knew that the Han army relied on the strength of the cauldron and the ship, as long as they could besiege them, and when they were tired of killing, their own believers would be more than seven or eight times as many as theirs, and they could be dragged to death! Once you retreat, the 100,000 army will be without a commander, and it will be difficult to erect it when the army's heart collapses!

Even though the Han army's advance had advanced to the gate of the inner camp, Zhang Liang still stood at the gate of the big tent without fear, because he was here, and the yellow turban men with weapons were constantly pouring in the camps on both sides, blocking the crumbling gate of the village that had been impacted, to guard against the attack of the Han army.

Ma Yue waved Ge to block the three machetes that were chopping, and the enemy's brains were burst with his hand, and his precision forging ring knife had already been broken off, and the Chang Ge in his hand was the fourth weapon he snatched.

He couldn't see Guan Yu in the chaotic battle, and Yan Xing and Yang Feng were also sent by him to lead a team each, and then he led an infantry to join the battlefield.

To this day, he is still not a qualified commander, and the enemy army is currently in his head, and he has no such concept in his head, and his blood rushes to his brain with a ring knife and rushes out of the protection of the Han army, killing to the front line of battle.

The commander-in-chief, like Huangfu Song, should watch and listen to all directions, pay attention to the movements of the ever-changing battlefield at any time, and predict his own experience, and convey orders to the ears of every soldier by ordering the banners and drums and officers at all levels, so as to gain a chance of victory.

A commander is a commander who is beyond the battlefield.

However, when Ma Yue saw that the robes on all sides were constantly falling under the desperate resistance of the enemy army, and there were shouts of shouting and killing everywhere, where could he still be like water!

As long as it's all the enemies in front of you! Either you die or I die. Swinging a knife and spear becomes a mechanical action, one enemy falls and three enemies stand up, making people feel that this war is not going to end at all.

The ground beneath his feet was muddy from the irrigation of blood, and stumps and severed arms were everywhere accompanied by grain carts and military tents.

Ma Yue's hands were soft, he lost consciousness, and his throat felt like a nameless fire had been lit, and his saliva smelled of blood.

In the pre-dawn raid, the Han army killed 5,000 Yellow Turbans at the cost of less than a few hundred. But after dawn, the Yellow Turban army came from the surrounding military fortresses far away, and the situation entered a stalemate.

In the middle of the battle array, a sentry rode from the rear army, rushed to Huangfu Song through the heavy robes, rolled the saddle and dismounted, and said: "General, the yellow scarf has been connected!" ”

Huangfu Song nodded, waved his hand to retreat, and snatched the order flag and played a few flag words.

The short Han army on the periphery retreated, and the long soldiers behind it were on top, and for a time the spears on the periphery of the army formation were numerous, and the huge Han army formation was like a hedgehog, moving slowly towards the front.

At the same time, the crossbowmen joined the battle, and the rear of the long-handled army began to shoot backwards.

The military formations of short and long soldiers were constantly replaced, and Ma Yue had already withdrawn from the front line and replaced him with a green horse galloping behind the army formation to command the soldiers who were charging into battle.

It's just that Ma Yue's people are getting fewer and fewer, and the three teams sent to withdraw one team are withdrawn, and it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me at this time, the Han army and the Yellow Turban thieves of the former army are all stained red with blood, the helmets are red, the armor is red, and even the ground under their feet is red.

"Swap it out!"

At this time, there is no need to convey all military orders, just saying a word in the throat is like being pierced, not to mention saying a word that a soldier can already understand.

Ma Yue took a cursory glance, his battalion was about to be killed and wounded, and Sun Jian and Cao Cao in the distance were similar, at this moment, there was a sound of armor colliding from the rear, and Huangfu Song sent Wang Yun's men and horses to support. And the walled gate of the Yellow Turban in front finally collapsed under the impact of the Han army again and again!

Ma Yue didn't have time to exchange defenses with Wang Yun, and seeing the soldiers break through the walled gate, he bent down and picked up an ownerless spear on the ground, patted the war horse and shouted and rushed forward.

"The gate of the village has been broken, and the sons and daughters are rushing with me!"

As Ma Yue rushed into the front line, Yang Feng Yan Xing, who was overseer, feared that Ma Yue would lose, and also joined the battle, and Guan Yu, who was trapped in the enemy formation, also shouted and launched a general attack.

"Captain Ma!"

Wang Yun didn't have time to stop Ma Yue, so he saw that he had already entered the village, and it was too late to drink Ma Yue's soldiers, so Wang Yun immediately ordered to cover Ma Yue's flanks left and right, and rushed into the camp together.

Huangfu Song's order was originally for Wang Yun's Yuzhou fresh force to withdraw and replace the heavily damaged Changshui battalion, but the formation was about to be broken, where could there be any delay?

The spear stabbed left and right, smashing forward and stabbing the ground to kill a bloody path in the Yellow Turban soldiers, and the far horse saw the empty tent and the yellow flag a hundred paces away.

Looking around, Ma Yue saw the Yellow Turban chariot retreating towards the mainland under the cover of the Yellow Turban Warriors and the flag soldiers who fled with the Lingqi.

The coach of the Yellow Turban has begun to evacuate! Ma Yue immediately raised his spear, galloped towards Zhang Liang, looked back and pointed to the handsome flag under the big tent and shouted: "Where is Yan Yanming?" Take that flag away for Lao Tzu! ”