"Today, I am very happy to help Xuande at the beginning of the day, the Yellow Turban Thief will Cheng Yuanzhi command 50,000 troops to invade Zhuo County, and order Zou Jing to command 10,000 troops and go to break the enemy with you!"

Guo Xun was not ambiguous, and directly asked Lin Yang, Liu Bei, and Zou Jing to face the Yellow Turban together, and at the same time pointed out Liu Xuande's identity, confirming Lin Yang's guess.

Sure enough, it's Brother Xuande and Brother Yun!

Lin Yang muttered to himself, and got up with Zou Jing, Zhang Fei, Liu Bei, Guan Yu and others to receive the order.

"No!"

"No!"

……

Zhuo County, at the foot of Daxing Mountain.

Lin Yang and Zhang Fei returned to Zhuo County, looked at Daxing Mountain in the distance, the corners of Lin Yang's mouth rose, at the beginning of the crossing, he arrived at Daxing Mountain, met Zhang Fei, and then had a series of things.

Unexpectedly, in just over two months, the two had already led the army to the battlefield.

Lin Yang and Zhang Fei's 1,000 iron cavalry took the lead, and Zou Jing, who was traveling with him, commanded 10,000 troops and swept the formation in the rear, while Liu Bei, who only had more than 1,000 soldiers, also swept the formation in the rear.

The person who met Lin Yang's side on a narrow road was the one who came to attack Youzhou, and when he arrived in Zhuo County, the Yellow Turban Army led by Cheng Yuanzhi numbered 50,000, all of which were tied to their foreheads with yellow scarves.

It's just that these people are in stark contrast to Lin Yang's thousand iron horses.

Nine out of the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers had a lot of food, and not long ago they were homeless or tenant farmers, either voluntarily or forced to rebel, and they had all kinds of weapons, everything.

On the other hand, Lin Yang's 1,000 iron horsemen were well-equipped, not to mention, all of them were ruddy and full of spirit.

The sergeants under Lin Yang's command, in terms of treatment alone, are definitely the best among the Hans, and they train three meals a day on weekdays, and they have meat at every meal. This meat was still transported from Zhang Fei Zhuangzi, who asked Zhang Erge to do the business of "slaughtering pigs and selling wine".

In this era, this is a unique treatment, you must know that the average army has two meals a day, and it is good to be full. Therefore, these soldiers are also trained the hardest, and they don't know what it means to be cheating and tricky, and they only know how to train their lives.

A thousand iron horsemen are the best among the homeless, with a good physique, food and drink to keep up, and training hard, they are already first-class elite soldiers, but they have not yet seen blood.

Even so, against the ordinary mountain bandits, they are all elite soldiers with one block and ten.

When combined, it's even more overwhelming.

The 50,000 Yellow Turban Army in front of them, except for a few elites, more than ninety percent are not even as good as mountain bandits, and most of them were hungry and cold homeless people before.

This is also the reason why Lin Yang dared to take the lead after the two armies met, he saw the lineup of the Yellow Turban Army, and felt that with 1,000 against 50,000, it was a little easy.

Lin Yang was also drunk, he thought that such an exaggerated thing was all made up!

The things in front of him told him, and it turned out that the truth was sauce purple!

Zhang Fei looked at the 50,000 Yellow Turban Army in front of him and said disdainfully: "It's just a rabble!" Big brother, wait a minute, I'll go and break the thief army! ”

Although Zhang Fei has just entered the battlefield, he already has some of the demeanor of a peerless general.

Lin Yang nodded, he knew the most about the strength of this second brother.

Seeing Lin Yang nodding, Zhang Fei grinned, a trace of excitement flashed on his face, he stepped forward, raised the eight snake spears in his hand, and shouted:

"Yanren Zhang Fei is here, an anti-country traitor, and he still doesn't surrender!"

The sound was like a huge thunder, spreading all over the battlefield, and the Yellow Turban Army shook for a while, thinking that it was a god descending from heaven.

Cheng Yuanzhi, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, was also shocked, and secretly said that this guy was so loud, and when he heard that the other party asked him to surrender, he was furious and sent his deputy general Deng Mao to fight.

Deng Mao is a general under Cheng Yuanzhi, who is brave and can be called a fierce general, but Cheng Yuanzhi obviously underestimated Zhang Fei's force value.

Deng Mao received the order, hit the horse and came out, Zhang Fei hit the horse to meet him, the two met, and the Zhangba snake spear came out, just a blow, and the hand started and stabbed Deng Mao in the heart.

It's just a combination, Deng Mao is off!

With Zhang Fei's explosive force value, the astonishing instantaneous explosive power, if it were not for a military general of the same level, it would be difficult to resist.

Deng Mao fell off the horse, and the Yellow Turban Army was even more sensational, most of them had seen General Deng Mao's bravery, and now the brave General Deng, as soon as he fought with the enemy general, he was stabbed off the horse, which made them not surprised!

Zhang Fei stabbed Deng Mao off his horse, smiled disdainfully, and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army, aiming at Cheng Yuanzhi!

Rushing towards the army of 50,000 on a single horse, in terms of momentum alone, it is even better to ride alone!

Lin Yang finally understood the meaning of the phrase 'a thousand troops are easy to get, and a general is hard to find', with this general, it is better than a thousand troops!

"Kill me!"

Lin Yang raised the spear in his hand, shouted, and led a thousand iron horsemen to rush towards the Yellow Turban army.

He can't let Zhang Fei go deep into the army of 50,000 alone, when the manpower is poor!

Facing the charge of a thousand iron horsemen, the pressure is unimaginable, and if it is a well-trained elite soldier, it may not be good. But this rabble of the Yellow Turban Army, which was already shocked by Zhang Fei's bravery, now began to scatter and flee in the face of the charge of a thousand cavalry.

This caught Cheng Yuanzhi, who was already retiring, off guard, the army was in chaos, and he had no choice, facing the menacing and unstoppable Zhang Fei and a thousand iron horsemen, he gritted his teeth, led the elite henchmen around him, and met him.

Cheng Yuanzhi can become a party commander, and he also has some ability, at least he has the courage to see death as home. The five hundred guards around him are all the elite of the Yellow Turban Army, called the Yellow Turban Warriors, and unlike those new homeless people, they can all be called elite soldiers.

But Cheng Yuanzhi and the five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers, when they met the more elite 1,000 iron horsemen, and Zhang Fei, who had an explosive force value, did not make much waves.

With Cheng Yuanzhi being picked off the horse by Zhang Fei's spear, this encounter ended completely, except for the Yellow Turban Army, which had fled a little farther, there were countless surrenderers.

Although Lin Yang didn't have much force value, but after a big battle, he was not damaged at all, and the iron horsemen around him followed closely, guarding him like an iron bucket, and these people all had the determination to block knives and arrows for him.

Lin Yang, who was not damaged at all, was vomiting at this time.

The battlefield is cruel, everywhere the iron cavalry goes, there are broken hands and feet, and the flying heads, reflecting the picture of rivers of blood!

Lin Yang, who is from modern times and has never seen blood, saw such a scene, his eyes were already red, and the previous scenes were washing his nerves.