Thousands of cavalry slowly slowed down, and many simply jumped off their horses and led their horses forward. The horses were already tired, and if they didn't get a timely rest, they wouldn't be able to cope with the brutal battles that followed.

"Oh my God!" Pei Yuanshao said dumbfounded, "I never thought that it was possible to fight a war like this? Tens of thousands of people were disabled just by riding and shooting! ”

Hou Cheng said excitedly: "Lord Captain, do you think we should go back and kill them by surprise!" Hey! This trick really works! ”

Nan Ying said angrily: "Don't be those Yellow Turban Soldiers are all fools, if the general is not bad, they must have fled!" ”

"That's what the last general thinks too!" Ma Jun chased after him from behind, "They can't win, and they can't chase after them, if they don't escape, they can only be buried for Zhang Bao!" ”

"No!" Nan Ying looked at the south, and his eyes flashed with fierce fighting spirit: "Don't underestimate Zhang Bao!" The Yellow Turban Army just now should be a miscellaneous army dominated by the Guangyang Yellow Turbans, and the 60,000 troops in front of us are Zhang Bao's real main force! ”

Hou Cheng said proudly: "As long as our army continues to weaken and attack with the method of mounted archery, regardless of his main auxiliary force, the end will be the same!" ”

"Ride and shoot!" Nan Ying nodded, "Sure enough, it's a bunch of recruits!" Ben will think that maybe only Karasuma's General Kulchi can keep this sobriety! ”

"Yes General!" Hulechi's face was heavy, and with his proficient Chinese, everyone could hear his worries: "Our army's tactics are indeed the best tactic for dealing with the enemy's large groups of lightly armored infantry, but the soldiers' arrows are no longer enough!" ”

"Did you hear everything?" Nan Ying looked at the generals whose faces had changed drastically, "Can you still laugh?" How can our cavalry carry a large number of arrows when they are running for a long time? Riding and shooting, once the arrows are exhausted, there is only one way to shake the enemy's formation! ”

Wu Huan hesitated for a moment before saying: "Captain Nan, although our army is cavalry, after all, there are only 6,000, but Zhang Bao has 60,000!" Do you have to do it? ”

He smiled reluctantly and said, "This time we have almost no losses, but we have already defeated 50,000 enemy troops, this merit is enough to shake the world!" ”

"Must fight!" Nan Ying said lightly, "Behind us is Luancheng, and then there is Quyang, the nest of the Yellow Turban Army!" If Zhang Bao is eliminated in the first battle, then the final battle of the Battle of Hebei will end in Xiaquyang! On the contrary, if Zhang Bao escapes back to Xiaquyang, they will regroup and form a confrontation with our army, and the battle of Hebei will be far away! This is a battle that is at stake........."

"Want to go down in history?" His gaze swept over all the generals, "Let's leave a heavy mark on our names first!" ”

All the generals were enthusiastic and shouted: "Our army will win!" ”

"Ma Jun!" Nan Ying shouted, "Immediately take a small road to find General Lu's main force, and ask them to move closer to us as quickly as possible at all costs!" ”

Then he jumped off his horse, sat cross-legged on the ground, gently closed his eyes and said, "Rest the whole army!" When the dust of the Yellow Turban Army appears in the distance, it will be the time for our army to fight to the death! ”

When the overwhelming army of yellow turbans poured in from the sky, they were shocked to find a Han cavalry standing quietly on the plain.

Zhang Bao was too anxious and too arrogant. He ordered 30,000 forwards to advance more than ten miles away, and the formation did not send any scouts between the two armies, which made the Yellow Turban Army unprepared suddenly chaotic.

In an instant, the plain was covered by locust-like Han cavalry, and they still adopted their previous tactics, taking advantage of their strong speed advantage and mobility, and launched long-range strikes from both flanks before the Yellow Turban Army set up a defensive line, constantly compressing the Yellow Turban Army's formation.

Before the arrows ran out, Hulechi led his Karasuma cavalry to plunge through the weakly defended left flank of the Yellow Turban Army, tearing a large gap. Before the enemy re-blocked the opening, they came out without a fight, as if they were in a no-man's land. Although it cost more than a hundred people, it finally succeeded in shaking the flank of the enemy army.

More than 5,000 Han cavalry killed a large circle and returned to the north to gather again, and the Yellow Turban Army, which was dizzy, also reacted and restarted the deployment of troops. Zhang Bao was not stupid, he had already seen the intentions of the Han army, and was moving the shield soldiers and archers to the front and the two flanks, and only a small number of spearmen on the periphery barely formed a defensive line.

Zhang Bao can be regarded as a qualified general, he judged from the actions of the Han army directly into the left flank, that the Han army is trying to find a weak point, in order to break through in one fell swoop, so he immediately urgently transferred the defensive forces in the front to the two flanks, but he never thought that he had made a big mistake.

In any case, he could not guess that the Han army had run out of arrows, and had to resort to a frontal attack, and Hulechi's tentative attack was to mislead Zhang Bao's analysis and create favorable conditions for a frontal charge.

When the Han cavalry relined and lined up in waves of horizontal charging formations with a distance of more than twenty paces, and immediately launched an offensive, Zhang Bao finally changed color.

The sound of galloping hooves shook like thunder, and for a time the plains and the earth trembled. The first wave of cavalry raised their spears with angry eyebrows, met the terrified eyes of the Yellow Turban soldiers on the opposite side, and rushed straight into the enemy formation.

Under the action of the huge impact, the tendons of the Yellow Turban Army in the front row broke and fractured, and the mouth spurted blood and crashed back, causing the comrades behind them to stagger, and before they could see the situation clearly, the shiny spear tip had already stabbed down.

Under the desperate counterattack of the Yellow Turbans, the horsemen's horses screamed and fell with spears piercing their bodies, and the Han soldiers on horseback had abandoned their spears when they rolled out, and as soon as they stood up straight, they drew their long knives at their waists and slashed at the nearest enemy with a roar.

The second wave of cavalry arrived, their blood-red eyes open, they forcibly did not look at their fallen comrades, stepped on the gap they had opened with their lives, continued to attack, when the spear in their hands had penetrated several corpses, they immediately let go, drew their swords, and chopped countless Yellow Turban soldiers to the ground with their corpses spinning.

But the number of the Yellow Turban Army was too large, and they completely used their bodies to delay the impact of the Han army wave after wave, and when the first advance of the Han army had just penetrated into the middle army, all waves of cavalry had already fallen into the yellow sea.

Nanying was in the shock position of the fourth wave, his horse was fast, and he was protected by his guards, but he rushed to the front, almost catching up with the dozens of cavalry that were left in the first wave.

Suddenly, the horse's hooves slammed, the horse neighed in death, and its body suddenly went limp. Nanying flew straight out like a cloud, he barely adjusted his posture, and staggered to the ground.

"General!" Exclamations were heard all around.

Khurchi was the closest, and he came with a frightened horse.

"Keep charging!" Nanying Eagle pointed at the sword and shouted: "Lead the brothers forward, you must chisel through the enemy formation!" ”

Hule's red male body shook violently, and the tiger's eyes roared with tears: "The last general will be ordered!" Keep charging! ”

The cavalry let out a frantic shout and followed him on their way.

There were still dozens of cavalrymen who dismounted their horses and surrounded the southern eagle in spite of the order.

Nanying looked around, this was already the Chinese army of the Yellow Turban Army. Its front army has been completely broken through, and the army is scattered and fleeing, but the Chinese army is in the middle of a fierce battle here, except for more than 2,000 cavalry who have crossed the Chinese army and rushed to the Yellow Turban rear army, the rest of the Han army is all in a bitter battle here.

Nan Ying raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, come with me, first save those brothers who fell off their horses and fell alone!" ”

A Han soldier fell off his horse, and when his body rolled, several weapons had pierced his body. Suddenly, the successful Yellow Turbans stumbled out, and several horsemen rode over them from behind, then turned back, trampling through them again without pity. The screams of the Yellow Turbans gradually fell silent.

The two Han soldiers had lost their horses and were fighting against more than a dozen enemy soldiers back to back, their bodies splattered with blood, but the corpses of the enemy were already lying at their feet. Suddenly, a spear stabbed at the same time, piercing the two Han soldiers together. Before the attacking thief would let out a smug laugh, a dying Han soldier suddenly held a spear in his hand and dragged it hard, the spear shaft sank deep into the bodies of the two Han soldiers, and the thief general was also dragged forward a few steps. A sword light slashed, and the thief was full of surprise, blood spurted from his neck, and he fell straight down, and the two Han soldiers also laughed wildly and fell softly.

A few more Han soldiers were fighting frantically with dozens of enemy soldiers, and suddenly a dense rain of arrows flew in, knocking them all down, and before the Yellow Turban archers could find their next target, a group of cavalry had already arrived, cutting them to the ground.

The battle was completely white-hot, and the Han cavalry and the Yellow Turban Army were mixed together, and everywhere there was a terrible scene of blood bursting out, stumps and broken arms. Han cavalry were constantly stabbed from their horses by spears stabbed from all directions, and more Yellow Turban soldiers fell in pools of blood one by one.

Nan Ying saw the soldiers under his command fall down one by one, only to feel a stream of blood rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he shouted wildly: "Someone! Raise the battle flag! ”

He rushed out first, facing a team of more than ten people of the Yellow Turban Army, under the reflection of the scorching sun, he had a pair of eagle knives and a pair of cold mangs, and he was cut when he saw someone, and there was almost no one who was together, only a few frightened thieves screamed and fled in all directions.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and a spear stabbed diagonally, but it was swept away by the Southern Eagle.

The sneak attack of the thief general is obviously skilled in martial arts, after a miss, he does not retreat but advances, and his hands turn into a mountain spear shadow in a loud shout, and he attacks layer upon layer.

Nanying's eyes were cold, and he didn't give an inch to slash out, and the eagle knife drew a strange trajectory like heaven, and it was embedded in the thousands of spear shadows of the enemy general in a flash.

When the aftermath of "when" lingers, all the spear shadows disappear.

The thief held a severed spear in each hand, a look of disbelief on his face, and then the broken spear fell to the ground, a deep blood mark appeared on his forehead. He shook his body and fell to the ground with a "bang", kicking up a large cloud of dust.

It was the first time for many soldiers to see Nanying shoot, and when they saw him brave, they immediately cheered like thunder, and they all fought together to kill him.

The banner of "Han Ying Yang Captain Nanying" was raised high, and the place it passed was like a strong wind sweeping away the leaves, killing the nearby Yellow Turban Army to avoid it, and the morale of the Han army soared, cheering and gradually gathering under the banner. The warriors around Nanying snowballed more and more, and soon reached more than two hundred people.

Dangdian Wei and Pei Yuanshao led hundreds of people to kill, and no one in the entire Yellow Turban Army could stop this proud general.

"Southern Eagle!" A wild shout came, and hundreds of yellow turban warriors suddenly poured out in front of him. First, a handsome man was shooting at Nanying with a resentful gaze.

Nan Ying was stunned, and then came to his senses, just because he recognized that this person was the Taiping Dao master who fought hard with Gao Shun in front of the Yiyang Courtyard that day. couldn't help laughing and said, "It turns out that the respected driver is the general of the earth!" I really don't know Tarzan! ”

Zhang Bao gritted his teeth and said, "Boy! You have repeatedly opposed us, and this time you have wantonly slaughtered my Yellow Turban soldiers, and the great sage and good teacher will definitely break your body into thousands of pieces! ”

"Alas! Nothing new at all! Nanying said casually, "When you clean up your little one, Ben will naturally kill the old one!" ”

"It's up to you!" Zhang Bao laughed angrily, "I really don't know whether to live or die!" ”

"Have the courage to tell you the whereabouts of the old thief in Zhang Jiao!" Nanying's heart moved, "Let's see if Ben General doesn't know whether he is dead or alive!" ”

"Haha! The great sage and good teacher are in ......" Zhang Bao's voice stopped abruptly, and Nan Ying clearly saw that a hand stretched out behind him and pulled Zhang Bao's sleeve, and he couldn't help but cry out in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes and saw the man turn sideways, once again hiding behind the Yellow Turbans. But Nan Ying could see that that person was definitely not Zhang Liang.

Nanying struck with both swords and was about to attack, when suddenly the sound of a tsunami came from the rear army of the Yellow Turban Army in the distance, and the Yellow Turban Army, which was still desperately fighting back, was suddenly completely chaotic, and they began to collapse in all directions, and could no longer form an effective defensive formation. In an instant, the vast plain was full of yellow stars running wildly.

Nanying looked at Zhang Bao, whose face had changed dramatically, and said with a long smile: "The general trend has gone!" Hurry up and surrender, or you will surely die! ”

Zhang Bao let out a desperate and unwilling angry cry in his mouth, and led his subordinates to kill wildly. The two groups of centaurs collided violently, stirring up a bloody storm when they landed.