"Reinforcements!"

Bai Bo, who was blocked by Zhang Chao, saw that Lei Gong led the army out of Guangzong City, shouted loudly, forcibly boosted his morale, and reluctantly integrated the chaotic 20,000 rear army.

"Kill me!"

The ruthless Bai Bo slashed over the blocks in front with a knife, and the yellow turban short archers who were scurrying around led the army directly across the road, and all those who blocked, whether they were yellow turbans or Han pawns, were attacked.

Da Hong, who was struggling to retract the short archers, was furious when he saw this, and he couldn't stop scolding, there was really no way, this pot really had to be buckled on his head, but if it wasn't for the bastard thing of Qingniujiao who forced him to support Deng Mao, how could he be in a mess!

When Bai Bo led 20,000 yellow turbans to pounce on the Han camp again, Zhu Jun finally chiseled through Deng Mao's spearmen after paying the price of nearly a thousand cavalry.

Zhu Jun, who had a bloody face, saw that the Yellow Turban Rear Army had regrouped and began to charge again, gritting his teeth and turning his wrist to play a knife flower

"Kill!"

The Han cavalry, which had just stopped, took another step, and the rather scattered formation began to slowly coalesce in the process of charging, recombining into a simple sharp arrow formation.

Bai Bo, who had just integrated the troops, saw a group of Han cavalry killing him, cursed secretly, and simply stood still on the spot, facing Zhu Jun and lined up a loose phalanx to resist.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Jun laughed, turned the horse's head slightly, and galloped past the phalanx of white waves, just when he was in doubt, a tragic cry suddenly came from behind.

I saw Zhang Chao, who killed the Yellow Turban short archer, burst into the Yellow Turban Phalanx with his back to him with an excited face, and for a while he was like no one, and half of it was killed in a moment, while Zhu Jun took advantage of the situation to kill the green bull horn that was attacking the camp, and the two thousand Han horsemen were like razors, scraping around the camp, and the green bull horn that was attacked on the back couldn't help but slow down.

Zhu Jun, who had re-killed, gasped, and stood in array on the right side to intimidate the green bull horns. He is not young anymore, and even if he rolls and kills, his physical strength is inevitably a little exhausted. Now that Zhang Chao has once again killed Bai Bo, he will easily disperse the Deng Mao spearmen who were barely gathered together. The array stands on the left.

The two Han cavalry lined up left and right, like two sharp blades pointing at the horns of the green bull, so that they did not dare to attack the Han camp recklessly, and the Yellow Turban soldiers at the gate of the camp had already been killed, and only more than two hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers were still fighting. A large number of severed limbs and wreckage had already reached the calves of the soldiers, and the stench of blue-black blood stained the entire ruined gate, and the bed crossbow in Jian Yong's hand had been half scrapped.

In the center of the Han camp, Lin Xu, who was sitting under the banner of the Han Army with a serious face, finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now Huangfu Song sent someone to say: The overall situation has been decided!

Drinking all the hot soup in his hand in one gulp, Lin Xu, who was holding the desk with both hands and trying to stand up, had weak feet and sat back with his buttocks

(Uncle's, his feet are completely numb)

beckoned, and the guards next to him hurriedly trotted over to help him up.

.......

"I said Bocai, are you ready to put away the yellow scarf?"

Lin Xu, who was sitting opposite Bo Cai with his feet spread apart and in a very indecent posture, said with a little excitement

"When did I promise you this?"

His eyes fell off the Bocai in the bamboo slip, and he didn't raise his head.

"Hey, don't look at it, let's get down to business, tell you, if I hadn't stopped me from stealing Meng De's bamboo slips, he would have been looking for you desperately."

Since Bo Cai was arrested, he has enjoyed VIP treatment, he can move at will, eat and drink well, find someone to teach him to read, and read books, Lin Xu also borrowed it in person, and even often came to pretend to accompany him to read, and secretly studied Lishu. Even most of the military situation was informed.

"Do you still recognize our bet? This corner is going to cool right away."

Hearing Zhang Jiao's name, Bo Cai frowned, carefully put down the bamboo slip and said

"You~, aren't you afraid that I will continue to rebel after I put away the yellow scarf?"

Ever since he heard that Guangzong's yellow scarf suddenly poured out to attack the Han camp, Bo Cai guessed that Zhang Jiao was probably really dying, and he was going to fight to the death.

"What am I afraid of, Zhang Jiao can't do anything alive, do you think you have a higher appeal than him?"

Lin Xu looked indifferent

"Moreover, I am saving you, to tell the truth: I am the only one in the world who can persuade His Majesty to pardon the Yellow Turban!"

Seeing that Bo Cai was silent for a long time, Lin Xu sighed, why is it so difficult to do something good

"Bocai, don't forget, when I was in Nanyang, it was I who was tough with Zhu Jun, accepted the surrender, and saved 70,000 yellow scarves!"

Hearing this, Bo Cai sighed softly

"Okay, I can go and put away the yellow scarf, but if you can't convince Your Majesty to pardon us, then you can't blame me."

"Okay, that's it."

After the negotiation, Lin Xu was in a good mood, Bo Cai was the most famous Yellow Turban in the south, and even because he was the only Yellow Turban Qu Shuai who had repelled the Han army, his reputation was second only to the three Zhang Jiao brothers in the entire Yellow Turban. With his help to collect and appease the yellow scarves scattered all over the place, it can greatly reduce the harm of the people and reduce the difficulty of future incorporation.

Unconsciously, the sun was setting, twilight began to fall slowly, the battle had lasted for most of the day, when the five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers led by Lei Gong and the 10,000 soldiers were expressionless to kill through Bai Bo's 20,000 chaotic army, the strong fear and exhaustion became the last straw that overwhelmed the Yellow Turban.

The Yellow Turban soldiers under Bai Bo, who were stabbed back and forth with knives by the enemy and his own people, took the lead in starting to rout, and the fear quickly infected Deng Mao's spearmen, and the Qingniujiao besieging the Han camp was also interspersed with two Han cavalry back and forth, and a small number of routs slowly appeared.

When Lei Gong arrived, there were only more than 20,000 yellow turbans besieging the Han camp, and there were more than 30,000 warriors in the Han army!

I didn't think that Lei Gong, who would go back alive, was the second to enter the camp with the help of five hundred yellow turban wharves, and then he was nailed to the broken pillar of the gate by the bed crossbow.

Half an hour later, the green bull horn was shot over by Xiahou Yuan with an arrow, and the besieging yellow turban also began to flee in a comprehensive manner. In the entire battlefield, only the less than 100 Yellow Turban wrestlers who are still fighting are left.

Soon, under the guidance of Lin Xu, the coach of the soy sauce in the audience, a large number of soldiers used a noose to put down the yellow turban wrestlers one by one, cut off their heads, and the inner armor of the thief was completely stripped out.

On the other side, Cao Cao, who had shrunk for a day, saw that the sky was getting darker, and quietly led the army to pick up the clothes of the dead corpse in the yellow scarf, smeared two handfuls of blood mud on his face, and swaggered towards Guangzong City.

Under the pressure of the two Han cavalry chasing and killing, no one noticed Cao Cao's abnormal "rout", so that he smoothly mixed under the gate of Guangzong City, and was desperately squeezing in.

And Huangfu Song, who had been staring at Cao Cao for a long time, secretly cursed: The shaft is incompetent! Whose rout queue is so neat? Is it a rout if the establishment is still there?

However, seeing that Cao Cao had touched the gate of the city, Huangfu Song waved his hand, and the herald immediately rushed towards Zhu Jun, and the 20,000 battleable Han soldiers in the camp also went to Guangzong in order.

A quarter of an hour later, Cao Cao, who had finally squeezed into Guangzong, roared excitedly

"Kill!"

Cao Ren immediately drew his knife and cut down the Yellow Turban soldiers stationed at the city gate, and the two thousand Han soldiers who were full of physical strength exploded for a while, and killed the rout soldiers who crowded the city gate in a moment, and after Zhu Jun received the military order, regardless of exhaustion, wiped the blood on his face, and killed Guangzong City with a horse's belly.

Zhang Jiao on the city wall noticed that the city gate was moving, and waved his hand calmly, and the three hundred yellow turban wrestlers immediately killed the city wall, and slashed and killed Cao Cao indiscriminately at the city gate.