Zong Xiong was entangled in his heart:

If the Han army didn't need to retreat, the place where the Yellow Turban Thieves were located would be a dead place, and the Han Army could easily seal the Yellow Turban Thieves inside. When the Han army wanted to retreat, the Yellow Turban thieves couldn't stop the Han army's retreat. It's just that the position occupied by the Yellow Turban thieves is about fifty steps away from the deep valley, and the problem is that the Han army is too disadvantaged by attacking from the back.

If the Han army didn't care about the Yellow Turban Thieves at all, they would have to let the Yellow Turban Thieves shoot freely with their bows and crossbows. If the Han army wants to deal with this group of yellow turban thieves, they have to attack from the front and rush forward in one go! But he knew the virtues of his subordinates very well, and let them fight the Yellow Turban Thieves at this distance, and the Han army would not last long.

But the military order is like a mountain! There are no fathers and sons in the army! It doesn't last long, but you have to persevere.

"Attack!" Shouting loudly, Zongxiong began to direct the Han army to move towards Zhang Luo's troops.

Zhang Luo still stood calmly in the center of the first row of battle lines, two steps ahead of the sergeants in the first row. To his left and right, the troops were divided into two rows and formed an array of four-stage blows.

Zhang Luo was not a brave guy to face the arrows, but when he took two steps forward from the front row of the line, his subordinates fully believed in the bravery of their commander.

For Zhang Luo, standing at the front can clearly see the enemy's movements, and at the same time, it can also let the soldiers see their own command. On the battlefield, the sergeants are looking forward, and Zhang Luo's command knife is the baton of the soldiers who have undergone strict training.

The Han army on the opposite side got closer and closer, and when they trembled to a distance of about thirty-five steps, Zhang Luo didn't care whether the Han army charged or not, his single sword was raised high, "The left team is ready!" ”

"The left team is ready!" Immediately, a tun chief responded not far from Zhang.

At this time, the Han army climbed uphill and was a little unbearable.

At this moment, Zhang Luo's command knife was waved down instantly, "The left team shoots!" ”

Give the order, and the archers in the left squad immediately start firing!

Before attacking, Zongxiong found that the Yellow Turban Thief on the opposite side had no sign of attacking, and he hoped that this was because the Yellow Turban Thief on the opposite side was bluffing. He didn't expect that the Yellow Turban Army on the other side turned out to be a well-trained and disciplined team.

"Horse-stepping! Close range?! Zongxiong shouted: "Raise the shield!" ”

Due to the sudden attack of the light enemy, more than a dozen people in the front row of the Han army were immediately knocked down by successive rows of fire. Those who were not shot were frightened, and they hurriedly retreated. It was only a distance of more than 20 steps from the forward position of Zhang Luo's department to the valley, and with a few terrible screams, several unlucky people were squeezed out of the valley, and the ranks of the Han army were even more chaotic.

Zhang Luo did not continue to strike, he even ordered to stop shooting. After all, there are not many arrows, and if you fight so hard, you are afraid that the arrows of the troops will not be able to withstand the consumption.

Knowing that he had encountered a strong enemy, Zongxiong turned his head to look at the Chinese army where his father was. But I saw that the Chinese army of the Han army actually began to retreat, and there were more than 4,000 Chinese soldiers and horses, and even if more than 4,000 people swarmed in such a place, they could not deploy their troops. Gritting his teeth, Zongxiong shouted to his subordinates: "If there is anyone who can rush into the camp of the traitors, the reward will be ten thousand dollars!" ”

As soon as these words fell, they also aroused a little morale of the Han army, of course, Zong Xiong continued to shout: "If you escape from the enemy, Deputy Marshal Zong will come to us immediately, and you will not be spared at that time!" ”

Zongxiong did not attack in a disorderly manner, he first organized archers who could still shoot, and shot at Zhang Luo's department from more than fifty paces away, and then more than 100 Han troops were brave, carrying knives and guns, and rushed towards Zhang Luo's position.

Zhang Luo looked at the Han army's charge: "Pei Yuanshao, lead the team out!" ”

"Yes!" Pei Yuanshao, who had been hiding behind the archers, immediately happily led the pikemen around in front of the archers, holding spears and waiting for them. Seeing that the opposite side had turned into a spear formation, the Han army not only did not slow down, but accelerated its pace. It is true that a single sword against a spear is a loss, but it is much easier than a single knife against an archer hiding behind a sword and shield soldier.

The Han army quickly rushed to the front of the ditch, and the one of them who was dexterous in the middle jumped directly over the ditch that was not wide with a single knife, and the Han army behind also followed suit and crossed the ditch one after another.

When thirty Han soldiers crossed over and were about to arrive in front of the spear formation, Zhang Luo shouted: "The spear team squats down." ”

Pei Yuanshao led the spear team, and at the same time half-squatted down, the spear in his hand pointed straight forward under the cover of the sword and shield soldiers, the hand-to-hand combat that the Han army originally thought was not alive, and they were immediately blocked by the "horse rejection array" composed of sword and shield and spear.

Behind the "Horse Rejection Array" were rows of crossbow arrows.

"Shoot!" Zhang Luo's ring-headed knife swung down again, and within ten steps, in the face of the dense Han army, the crossbowmen exerted amazing lethality. Not a single bolt missed. In a matter of moments, the Han army's charging party was drowned in a rain of arrows and disappeared.

Zongxiong didn't expect his opponent to be such an army at all, and he opened his mouth wide and froze in place.

"The Gully Filler?" Zhang Luo looked at the corpse of the Han army lying in the ditch and muttered.

In the past, when fighting on the battlefield, Zhang Luo was on the front line. This time, he was still on the front line, but he was on the front line as a commander, and he didn't directly enter the battle, but he didn't expect that he would sigh on the battlefield.

This sigh was not a diseaseless moan, more than 100 people of the Han army rushed over, and forty or fifty people were knocked down within a minute. In front of the position occupied by Zhang Luo, there was a small ditch, which at this time was filled with the dead.

Within 20 steps, more than 200 people fired at close range, and these Han troops who were in front of them lay down in an instant. There were also a few unlucky people who rushed to the "horse rejection array" composed of spears in front of Zhang Luo, and were stabbed to death with spears by the Taiping Dao sergeant who was squatting on the ground.

The Qing army behind was immediately frightened and fled back, directly behind was the river valley, at least seven or eight guys could not hold their feet, and their lives and deaths were unknown after falling into the river valley.

Pei Yuanshao, who commanded the spear array, waited for Zhang Luo's order to stop shooting, and he led the pikes to stab the Han soldiers on the ground who were not dead. The corpses of the Han soldiers close to the position were temporarily thrown into the ravine in front of the position. The corpses of more than thirty people not only filled in the ravine, but even raised a mountain of corpses on the ravine. The thick smell of blood filled the air, and the rain could not wash it away.

Putting away this idea of a compassionate sigh, Zhang Luo ordered: "The pikes retreat!" ”

At this time, the crossbowmen team had already completed reloading, and Zhang Luo didn't feel that before the opponent continued to engage in hand-to-hand combat, the pikemen team still needed to block in front of the crossbowmen.

It didn't take long for a large number of Han troops to appear opposite Zhang Luo. In the face of the depression that Zhang Luo and his team were holding, the Han army on the opposite side only sent hundreds of sword and shield soldiers to line up with Zhang Luo and them at a distance of about forty paces, and the two sides were deadlocked.

On the ten-pace-wide path behind the Han saber and shield soldiers, the Han army that had retreated in front of it ran backwards.

Pei Yuanshao couldn't help but lean in, "Qu Shuai, this ...... Will they let the Han army go?! ”

Zhang Luo originally wanted to drive Pei Yuanshao back to prepare for the attack, but thinking that he needed to train officers who could take over the command, Pei Yuanshao was undoubtedly ranked first, and he explained: "The faster the Han army runs, the more rain it gets, and their bowstrings can't be pulled." And the faster they retreat, the more the Han army behind them wants to run, just wait for them to ......"

Just as he was saying this, he saw a big banner with the word "Zong" written on it running from behind the Han army. Zhang Luo didn't have time to explain, he said to Pei Yuanshao: "Go back to your team and prepare to charge!" ”

Pei Yuanshao received the order, and ran back to the spear team in three steps and two steps.