Da Hong, the leader of the short archers of the Yellow Turban Army, was pale, and shooting while running was already a difficult operation for him, and the formation was even more scattered after two rounds of shooting, and now he had to turn to the left and send out another rain of arrows, which was not fatal.

Thinking about the fierce appearance of the green bull horn, Da Hong gritted his teeth, began to run and slowed down, pulling his bow and drawing arrows towards the Han cavalry that killed him, and sent out a wave of uneven arrow rain.

Among them, many of the Yellow Turban archers were unstable on their feet after shooting, and they stumbled to the ground, and due to the reduction of the speed of the short archers' attack, the running speed of the rear army was also forced to decrease, and there was a riot in the middle and rear of the entire Yellow Turban army.

Zhu Jun on the left saw a burst of unevenness, and the weak arrow shot towards him, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. However, the nearly 10,000 spearmen led by this strong man with double hammers are a little tricky, and looking at the momentum of the guy, Zhu Jun knows that he is alive and dead.

This kind of enemy should never be taken lightly at any time, and the cavalry hates this kind of enemy the most, after all, it is not difficult for a soldier to knock a knight off his horse.

In the official history, Zhou Yu trained a kind of infantry that specializes in cutting horse legs because there were no war horses in the south of the Yangtze River, and when he was hedging with the cavalry, he grasped the opportunity to roll on the spot, avoided the horse's hooves and trampled on it with a knife, and easily cut off the horse's legs with the help of the impact of the cavalry, but the difficulty can be imagined.

Zhu Jun on the side frowned slightly, although the momentum of these nearly 10,000 spearmen was fierce, it was too late to form a gun formation, although the threat was not big, but it would take a certain amount of time to break through. And the military order he received was to cut off the Yellow Turban Army, if this delay led to the failure to complete the military order, the military law is unsympathetic!

After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Jun turned his head and glanced at Zhang Chao, and the deputy general who had cooperated with him for many years instantly understood in seconds, and immediately hugged his fists and saluted, leading three thousand cavalry to wipe the edge of the camp and accelerate towards the Yellow Turban.

And Zhu Jun himself adjusted his direction slightly and charged towards Deng Mao, and the missing half of the blade array was filled up at an extremely fast speed. Compared with the Yellow Turban spearmen who were scattered because they temporarily rushed out to block the Han cavalry, the difference in quality between the two sides was clear at a glance.

The two armies were connected, the people turned over on their backs, the severed limbs flew sideways, and the speed of the Han cavalry suddenly decreased greatly after the charge was more than halfway through, and the impact of 3,000 was nearly 10,000, and the difficulty was still relatively large.

And Deng Mao is also brave, holding two short-handled hammers the size of human heads, and with one hammer, he can easily smash the war horse to the ground. The two sides are intertwined, and the killing is inseparable.

The commotion caused by the short bow soldiers of the Yellow Turban Middle and Rear Army delayed the speed of the attack, causing Zhang Chao to finally hit the waist of the Yellow Turban Army in time. The Yellow Turban archers, who were already in an unstable formation, were suddenly in chaos, and they were killed and fled in all directions, and even began to attack the sword and shield soldiers in the rear.

Huangfu Song, who was standing in the watchtower of the Han camp, was overjoyed when he saw this, his old comrades-in-arms were still very reliable, although he did not directly cut off the Yellow Turban army in one go, but it was acceptable to let him fall into chaos and not be able to press the whole army to attack the camp.

Glancing at the Yellow Turban Pioneer who had already met with the Yellow Turban Lux and was about to enter the camp, Huangfu Song's eyes were cold, and he waved his big hand. Two hundred bed crossbows were carried out under the leadership of Jian Yong, and I have to say that this guy who only came to follow Liu Bei recently is quite talented in playing crossbows.

The bed crossbow controlled by two pawns was changed by him: one pawn shoots, and two servants draw the string, greatly increasing the frequency of attacks.

Two hundred bed crossbows were placed in two rows and were placed directly opposite the gate of the camp, and the sect member, Fu Xie, who was resisting desperately, breathed a heavy sigh of relief after receiving the military order to evacuate to both sides. The hard yellow turban wrestler is really not a human job, even if he defends with all his strength, he has killed more than 3,000 soldiers in just a few quarters of an hour, and there are no injuries, all of them are killed! And most of them were cut in two!

Seeing the Han pawn in front of him, he spread out to both sides, and a cold smile crossed the corner of Jian Yong's mouth.

"Jump~~"

A tooth-aching sound exploded.

Crossbow arrows the thickness of a hundred eggs burst out, and Zhang Damu, who was standing at the front with a puzzled expression, became terrified at this moment.

Puff~

Several crossbow arrows grazed his body, sending gusts of wind through several Yellow Turban soldiers behind him, and finally pierced into the body of the Yellow Turban Wrestler and knocked several meters away! Because the distance was too close, and there was no need to aim, the terrifying power of the bed crossbow was fully displayed, and the yellow turban wrestlers at the gate of the camp instantly knocked dozens of people away! There are also nearly 100 yellow turban soldiers.

This was originally a sharp weapon made by Lu Zhi in order to deal with the Yellow Turban Lux, but not to mention the difficulty of manufacturing, and the accuracy is a big problem if the distance is too far, but now it has finally come in handy.

"Ahhh

Zhang Damu, who was lucky to not die, came back to his senses and let out a crazy roar, ignoring the Han troops on both sides and rushing towards Jian Yong.

Sou~

Fu Xie's eyes on the side were cold, but he was stunned for a moment, and he was actually killed in the camp! He raised his spear and threw it at it.

Poof

Zhang Damu was unsurprisingly pierced by the spear, nailed to the ground, and died in the Han camp.

Jump~~

When the Yellow Turban wrestlers who didn't know the fear rushed to kill again, it was a hundred bed crossbows roaring, and the crucified Zhang Damu was the first to be torn to pieces, bursting out of a blood mist, and then dozens of Yellow Turban wrestlers were instantly knocked away, and the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers were so frightened that they retreated again and again. Such a strong Yellow Turban wrestler can't resist it, let alone them.

On the watchtower, looking at the less than 1,000 Yellow Turban wrestlers and more than 4,000 Yellow Turban soldiers left at the gate of the camp, Huangfu Song stroked his beard and smiled, and his heart was settled. As long as these Yellow Turban wrestlers are destroyed, don't say that this battle will be won, even Guangzong will not be able to go down soon!

Zhang Jiao, who was looking at Guangzong City, saw the fierce attack of the Yellow Turban, and felt bitter in his heart, with the current offensive, it was impossible to force the Han army that went to attack Ganling to come back for reinforcements. Unless he appears in front of the Yellow Turban Army now, this is impossible and impossible, once he dies in battle, I am afraid that the entire Yellow Turban Army will collapse in an instant.

"Lei Gong, lead 10,000 soldiers and 500 warriors out of the city and go straight to the Han army camp."

Zhang Jiao said lightly, this is the last strength he can take out, and there are five hundred wrestlers, he must stay to defend Guangzong City, otherwise once he himself is killed by the broken city at this time, the entire Yellow Turban army will collapse!

Cao Cao, who was lying on the side, saw that the gate of Guangzong was opened again, and five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers took the lead in killing, followed by ten thousand Yellow Turban soldiers, and suddenly there was a burst of joy, and the success rate of attacking the city was even greater!

And Huangfu Song couldn't help but feel amused when he saw that Guangzong actually ran out of 10,000 reinforcements

(This horn really doesn't know the art of war, now that the offensive is blocked, the heart is vented, the arrival of reinforcements can only boost morale a little, and the troops should be withdrawn at this moment.) ）