Guo Peng gasped violently.

His war horse was also panting violently, and Guo Peng could feel that his partner was panting violently, and the gasping seemed to be a little more intense than his own.

The battlefield seemed to freeze at this moment.

Zhang Liang is indeed dead.

was stabbed to death by Guo Peng, fell straight to the ground, and died.

Guo Peng took several deep breaths.

"Zhang Liang is dead!!"

He shouted again from his back to the sky, as if to spit out all the heat that had accumulated in his chest.

To be honest, his mind was blank and he could barely think, but he couldn't help but shout.

Then, I don't know how long it was, it could be an instant, or it could be a long, long time, the sound of "Zhang Liang is dead" came and went, constantly drilling into his ears.

All the Yellow Turban Army completely collapsed, scattered and fled, running in the direction of Zhangshui, desperately running, crying and shouting and screaming, completely like a madman, no weapons, no flags, only instinct, running towards a place where there was no Han army.

Even if there is only one large river in that direction, it is a river with a relatively fast current, and there is a chance that no boat will drown,

The accumulated water has washed over, the river has gradually returned to normal, and there are about 5,000 Yellow Turban troops who have crossed the river in pursuit, and at this time, I don't know how many people are jumping into the river without their lives, completely ignoring whether they can swim to the other side.

Because behind them were the fierce and bloodthirsty Han army.

Guo Peng picked up a knife from the ground, chopped off Zhang Liang's head with one sword, hung his head on the horse, and then joined the pursuit team.

A large number of Yellow Turbans were killed on the north bank, and many jumped into the river and drowned, and Lu Zhi prepared the boats as fast as he could, allowing the Han army to recross the river and pursue the collapsed Yellow Turban Army on the opposite bank.

At the same time, the defenders of Yecheng, who had been pressed and beaten by the Yellow Turban Army, saw that the Han army had won a great victory and the Yellow Turban Army began to flee, so they also opened the city gate and rushed out to join the feast of pursuit.

The Yellow Turban Army on the south bank of the river completely collapsed after witnessing the scene of the Yellow Turban Army on the north bank being killed by the Han army and returning to the horse pistol, especially after hearing the sound of the Han army chanting in unison, "Zhang Liang is dead".

The kind of collapse that the personal soldiers around Zhang Jiao couldn't stop, and they couldn't stop killing people with knives.

In the end, Zhang Jiao himself also ran, and his eyes were dull and he was pulled away by the team of pro-soldiers, but he rushed to the foot of Yecheng City and was chased out by the defenders of Yecheng to intercept and kill for a while, and the Han army on the north bank of the river that was frantically pursuing joined the pursuit team.

In this battle, the Han army won a great victory, which was a great victory for Zhangshui.

The Han army killed all the way, the Yellow Turban army fled all the way, the corpses all the way to the blood, many Han soldiers killed too many enemies, and they became bloody people, and their bodies were red.

Guo Peng and his Changshui cavalry are like this, I don't know how many people they chased and killed, and even the people and horses were covered in blood, and they were angry.

After the pursuit, each of them had a somewhat sluggish expression, and finally was awakened by the water of the Zhanghe River pouring down from their heads, along with many soldiers who were also sluggish.

When the cold water of the Zhanghe River poured down from his head, Guo Peng was suddenly shocked, struck a spirit, jumped up, and looked around blankly.

Then I saw Lu Zhi standing behind him carrying a bucket.

"Old ...... Teacher? ”

"Woke up?"

Lu Zhi asked lightly.

"Awake? Did I sleep? ”

Guo Peng was like in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"The first time I went to the battlefield, I killed too many people, that's what I looked like, I couldn't tell where I was, what I did, and what I was going to experience next, just slow down, Zifeng, you did a good job."

Lu Zhi showed a warm smile and reached out to pat Guo Peng's shoulder: "When the division first went to the battlefield, I was so frightened that my legs trembled, I couldn't stand steadily, and I almost made a joke. ”

Lu Zhi said and laughed like this, and Guo Peng's blank brain began to return to normal functions, and he remembered some things that he couldn't remember at all.

"Zhang Liang ......"

"I was killed by you, for the division to see with my own eyes, you led the cavalry to rush all the way over, directly took Zhang Liang, and stabbed Zhang Liang to death with one shot, this credit belongs to you."

Lu Zhi nodded and said with a smile: "Thanks to you for killing Zhang Liang, the heart of the Yellow Turban Thieves Army collapsed, the whole army was scattered, our army united with the Yecheng defenders to chase and kill the Yellow Turban Thieves for more than ten miles, killed more than 20,000 Yellow Turban Thieves, captured more than 20,000 people, and Zhang Jiao fled with only the remaining remnants." ”

Saying this, Lu Zhi also showed a look of regret: "It's a pity that our army failed to kill Zhang Jiao with all its might, if Zhang Jiao can be killed, the Yellow Turban Thief will really not be successful, however, it is okay to kill Zhang Liang, after all, he is Zhang Jiao's brother, he is dead, and the shock to the Yellow Turban Thief Army is great." ”

Guo Peng was a little dizzy when he heard it.

"Teacher, I didn't understand too much, it means, I've made a great contribution, right?"

"It can be counted as the first merit, you killed Zhang Liang, directly caused the Yellow Turban Thief Army to collapse and change the situation of the battle, in this battle, you are the first merit."

Lu Zhi sighed with great satisfaction: "I never thought that the first time you went to the battlefield, you would be able to kill Zhang Liang, and I imagined every step for the teacher, but I didn't calculate that Zhang Liang would die at your hands, Zifeng, do a good job, I will definitely help you ask for credit!" ”

Guo Peng was still a little dizzy, and it took a while to understand what Lu Zhi meant.

Rubbing his legs, which were sore from holding the horse's belly for a long time, Guo Peng wanted to meet his subordinates and share his happiness with them.

But for some reason, the little joy in my heart suddenly disappeared into invisibility when I saw the blood and water all over the camp of wounded soldiers and smelled the strong smell of blood.

Three of the thirty soldiers he brought out were killed and seven wounded.

Of the five hundred and fourteen cavalrymen, forty-four were killed and four hundred and seventy were still alive, of whom one hundred and twenty-seven were wounded.

Xiahou Yuan's left arm was injured, Cao Ren's cheek was grazed by an arrow, and he almost died, so Xiahou Yuan was lucky, and like Guo Peng, he was unscathed.

When the four of them met, they were full of emotion.

The first time they went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, everyone had different feelings, but there was no doubt that they all felt sincerely happy and happy.

I feel glad that I am alive, and I am glad that I am not only alive but also have made a contribution.

Especially Guo Peng, who assassinated the Rengong general Zhang Liang with one shot, directly destroyed the Yellow Turban Army's will to fight, directly reversed the tide of the battle, and became the first person to have the merit in this battle.

Xiahou Yuan and Cao Ren looked at Guo Peng with very reverent eyes, and Xiahou Yuan looked at Guo Peng's eyes with more sense of recognition.

"Not to mention meritorious service, I feel good to be alive now, as if everything is like a dream."

Guo Peng didn't feel how happy he was, and the sense of happiness that he had survived the fight was the most profound feeling at present.

Cao Ren Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Yuan are the same, they both feel like this.

"An arrow flew past my face, and if it was just a little off, I would ...... It's unthinkable. ”

Cao Ren shuddered, feeling sincerely glad that he had survived.

Indeed, after the victory in the battle, the joy is the second aspect, and the first aspect is probably that I have survived again.

Then, Guo Peng went to visit the Changshui cavalry under his command, and the Changshui cavalry surrounded Guo Peng in the middle, their eyes full of recognition and reverence for him.

The young officer showed amazing courage as soon as he went into battle, led them forward bravely, and achieved so much credit, which sincerely gave them a sense of identity and belonging.

Guo Peng encouraged them, and went with them to visit the wounded Changshui cavalry to see if their injuries were serious, but fortunately, there were not many seriously injured people, most of them were lightly injured by swords.

Guo Peng personally applied medicine to them, bandaged them, and then went to visit the seriously injured soldiers, looking at their serious wounds, he shed tears, saying that this was his own mistake and that he had rushed too hard.

The people around him cried with him, but they all comforted Guo Peng that it was not his fault.

After that, Guo Peng and everyone sat on the ground to eat the war meal, and after eating the war meal, they inspected the accommodation tents of the Changshui Cavalry one by one to see if they could sleep peacefully, and finally returned to the camp to sleep.

Within a few days, Guo Peng's reputation for being compassionate to the soldiers spread, and it spread along with the reputation of Yingchuan Guo Lang.

This not only made the soldiers change their opinion of him, but also made those officers who thought that Guo Peng relied on Lu Zhi's fame to mix his qualifications at the beginning have a great change in Guo Peng's opinion.