When thousands of horsemen rushed to the front, the sentries guarding the camp gate were already in full array, and the yellow turban knew that the Han army might steal the camp, so they placed many deer barricades outside the camp, and there were military tents to guard them, and there were two layers of protection with transport vehicles inside.

It can be described as impregnable, but the defense facilities are only five miles in the face of 20,000 cavalry, which is not enough to see.

The leader of the Yellow Turban miscalculated the time of the Han army's sneak attack, and the men guarding the crops waited until midnight to settle down and go to sleep, but they were awakened by the sound of fighting at dawn.

Many brave generals in the Han army galloped out, Sima Guan Yu of the Zuojun army rushed into the enemy formation first, the horse's hooves stepped straight on the outer camp tent, holding a spear in the left and holding a ring knife in the right, even picking and thorns, slashing horizontally and vertically, no one was invincible in the place where he passed, and the Xianbei horse under the crotch had been dyed red with blood and could not see the original color at all. Ma Yue took Yan Xing and Yang Feng and then galloped out, Yang Yan and the others waved their hands and threw out a lasso to tie the antlers, and then they slapped the horse and ran in an arc, and the heavy antlers were dragged to the side.

Several Yellow Turban sentries ran from behind the camp gate, hoping to cut the rope, Guan Yu stationed next to the horse guard and the deer, suddenly shook his head and five locks of long hair rose with the wind, the slender Danfeng eyes suddenly opened, the horse jumped high, the spear suddenly blocked in front of the rope to hold several swords, and then the right hand suddenly swung out, and five or six good heads flew into the air with the blood gushing out of the neck.

Ma Yue was brave and brave, seeing that the deer on both sides was dragged open the gap that allowed a horse to pass, galloped forward and flew down from the horse, raised the shield in his hand to protect his chest and met the rushing enemy, with the round shield to block the two slashed ring knives, and suddenly hit away the two rebels wrapped in yellow scarves, a kick out is a scream, a knife swing is a person killed, but a few thieves give the head.

All the Han troops understood that while the thieves were still in the stage of fatigue when they had just woken up, the sooner they attacked the enemy camp, the easier it would be to disrupt the enemy's deployment.

Therefore, they are all rushing to kill.

Sun Jian held the ring knife and watched Ma Yue's battalion tear out a hole in the chain of deer, and understood that the opportunity could not be lost, so he immediately roared: "The antlers have been broken, rush with me!" With that, he rushed out first.

At this time, there was a mess outside the Yellow Turban camp, and when the people were boiling, this roar could be heard far away, followed by the Jiangdong disciples led by Han Dang, Huang Gai and other brave generals rushed out.

Ma Yue rushed out of the gap, and Lu Qi, which was three miles away, was also average, and the soldiers led by Cao Cao rushed to Lu Qi at the beginning, and the yellow scarves were invincible everywhere they went.

In terms of the number of troops led by everyone, the most elite is Cao Cao, his people are the children of the families of the nobles in Luoyang City, each nobleman has several servants with him, the brightest armor, the sharpest weapons, and the most skillful bows and horses. Although there is no Cao Cao's own fierce general this time, there are still some outstanding characters under his subordinates, such as the two sons of Bao Dan in the imperial court, Bao Xin and Bao Tao, both of whom are very brave and martial arts, especially Bao Xin's martial arts are more powerful, the two led a group of sons to rush to kill the Yellow Turban camp like a tiger into the flock, and there was no enemy with a knife and axe, but the enemy in front of the deer was cut down in a moment.

Bao Xin didn't care about Lu Yan at all, took his younger brother and eight or nine armor soldiers abandoned their horses, and went straight to the thief army in the camp who had just gotten up from the tent and rushed over, with a momentum that was unmatched for a while.

There were these brave men in front of the block, and the army behind was not intercepted, easily pushing the deer away and splitting apart, and more than a thousand horse troops rushed into the camp.

The two deer barricades were wide open, and the Han troops behind continued to pour into the camp until they were overcrowded, and directly knocked down the wooden walls that had been erected and rushed into the camp.

The Han army was red-eyed, and the Yellow Turban Army, who couldn't sleep well, was like crazy, some people ran out of the camp tent with bare backbones and cut people when they saw people, and some people didn't even have weapons and everything that could be used as weapons to resist desperately.

This place is only a few thousand steps away from the handsome tent where Zhang Liang rested!

Zhang Liang, who was shirtless, was also awakened by the chaos in the camp, and rushed out with an axe, shouting and calling for command, and more than ten Yellow Turban wrestlers guarded by his side.

"What are you doing guarding Lao Tzu? Rush up and kill all these Han soldiers for me! Rush up! ”

Zhang Liang didn't come out, as soon as he came out, he was angry, the eldest brother died of illness, his heart was very hateful, although in the past he often talked back to the eldest brother with teachings, and he also resented the eldest brother in his heart for not giving him the life he wanted, but after all, it was still his eldest brother, the eldest brother who raised him to grow up!

With red eyes and kicked the Yellow Turban Lux who was dead next to him and didn't leave, Zhang Liang scolded: "Fuck, what about Zhou Cang? Where is Zhou Cang? ”

Just roared twice, crossed the sea of people, a wave of yellow turban wrestlers retreated from the crowd, there were hundreds of people, the leader of the eight-foot black-faced man is not Zhou Cang, who is dressed in gilt armor, wearing a coiled iron sash, holding a long knife stained with blood all over his body, tonight's Zhou Cang is extraordinarily powerful.

The armor he wore was rewarded by Zhang Jiao, who was seriously ill after the night attack on the Han army camp a few days ago, and it is said that the believers under his hands dug the grave of which general, Zhou Cangcai didn't care about these, his belief was a great sage and good teacher, and all evils were easy to dispel!

"General, Zhou Cang is here!"

When Zhang Liang saw that Zhou Cang was covered in blood, he couldn't see the golden armor, nodded with satisfaction, pointed at the surging Han army and shouted: "Good job, kill them all for Lao Tzu!" Revenge for the great sages! ”

As soon as Zhou Cang heard the words of the great sage and good teacher, he nodded like a lit explosive barrel, turned around and led more than 100 wrestlers to rush back again.

It is easy to withdraw, but it is difficult to rush in, the Han army continues to pour in, and the yellow turbans in the surrounding camps join the battlefield in groups, and the soldiers on both sides are fighting shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing that the situation was chaotic, Ma Yue slowed down the pace of rushing forward, Yan Xing and Cheng Wu followed him firmly, Guan Yu Yang Feng and Xu Huang and his brothers still rushed to the front line, riding tall horses like chickens standing out from the crowd, rushing to kill, where the yellow turbans fell like cutting wheat.

Ma Yue was no longer reckless, and advanced forward in a formation with the surrounding soldiers, although the number of Yellow Turbans was large, but suddenly they could not organize themselves, but the Han army formed a formation that complemented each other and advanced steadily.

There are more and more Yellow Turban troops gathered around, and the crowded crowd is full of swords and swords, and if you are not careful, you will trip over the corpses under your feet, and human lives are lost every moment on the bloody battlefield.

The yellow scarf has gradually formed an encirclement, and it is about to wrap the Han army!

In the center of the Han army, Huangfu Song held the Han sword on his waist, walking steadily forward, there were more than ten standard-bearers and civilian scribes in various ministries around, Cheng Li was also in this column, and there were thousands of elite guards on the periphery, all the Han troops relied on these more than ten command flags to distinguish the order.

The voices of the grassroots cantonment captains are all hoarse, constantly changing formations, constantly marching, and constantly killing.

Behind Huangfu Song, on a two-zhang wooden pole with a thick bowl, a big flag hunted in the wind.

The white light rising in the east died and the night was clear, allowing people to see the banner clearly.

Black on a red background, "big man".