On the muddy road, the routs were staggering, this group of routs was about four or five hundred people, the banners were crooked, and even along the way, some people lost their weapons, and some secretly left the team, and those who left the team were become deserters.

Some people had circles of gauze wrapped around their heads, and some people were lying on simple stretchers, carried forward by their comrades, and the blood that flowed from their bodies left eye-catching blood stains on the ground, and they just supported each other and walked aimlessly.

Not long ago, they were still the soldiers of the Han army who rushed to the battlefield with great vigor, they proudly believed that their army was invincible, they had high combat morale, and the general who commanded them was also the famous general of the Han Dynasty, Zhu Jun.

And after that night, all this was shattered, and almost instantly, the whole camp was plunged into a sea of fire, and the blazing temperature melted all their defenses, and they who were sleeping soundly in the camp tent hurriedly took up their weapons, and ran out of the camp only to find the banners of the Yellow Turban Army everywhere, and they were defeated, defeated.

Not far behind him, there was the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, and you didn't need to think to know that the Yellow Turban pursuers had arrived behind them, and the scythe of death couldn't wait to harvest their souls.

"Formation! Formation! ”

A centurion shouted for command, his voice already hoarse, and at this time, the routs reluctantly assembled their formation.

They were originally the elite soldiers of the Luoyang battalion, and they knew that when facing the pursuit of the cavalry, it was the stupidest choice to flee with their backs, and leaving their backs to the enemy's iron cavalry would be equivalent to being slaughtered by others.

The routs in the back row erected a shield wall, scattered spears on their shields, there was no better way to resist the cavalry onslaught, only the four-meter-long spears could temporarily resist the cavalry charge.

The Yellow Turban pursuers arrived, not surprisingly, all of them were cavalry, and everyone was dressed in the whole family, the Yellow Sky banner was flying high, they were all wearing yellow hairbands on their foreheads, embroidered with the word Yellow Sky, the Yellow Turban cavalry on the war horse, it didn't look like bandits at all, they advanced and retreated in unison, and there was no difference between the elite of the Han army.

The yellow armor reflected a dazzling light in the sun's rays, and the confidence of the defeated soldiers began to waver, and the once stable military formation also appeared.

"Steady! Steady! "The centurion did his best to maintain the battle formation, and the reason why the Yellow Turban cavalry on the opposite side did not immediately charge was because their battle formation would cause considerable casualties to the cavalry.

The Yellow Turban Cavalry is not a heavy armored cavalry, in the face of such a spear formation, if you are not cautious, it will also suffer a big loss, the commander of the Yellow Turban Cavalry is not reckless, he deeply understands this truth.

There were 1,000 iron cavalry chasing soldiers, and the Han army had only four or five hundred people, and they had no way to live, so the Yellow Turban cavalry took off the longbow hanging on one side and took out sharp arrows from the quiver, and the rain of arrows came overwhelmingly.

I don't know who was the first to turn around and run away, he ran away without his life, shouting loudly as he ran, such a beginning was made, no matter the centurion's hoarse roar, it was impossible to stop the human desire to live, more and more people began to break away from the battle formation, and soon it turned into another rout of the whole people.

The commander of the Yellow Turban Cavalry gave an order, the war horse began to gallop, the Yellow Turban Cavalry brandished the war knife and began to harvest this group of routs, the proud Han army soldiers, finally at this moment, lost all their will to fight, they could not organize any resistance.

The centurion looked solemn, and in the midst of the fleeing crowd, he resolutely turned around, and faced thousands of pursuers alone.

"I'm a big man! How can you run away! Death to the thief! ”

This is a one-man charge, and it should be the last charge of his military career, but he has no regrets, rather than being hacked and killed on the way to escape, it is better to fight happily!

When his war knife was knocked away by the Yellow Turban Commander, he had already closed his eyes, and his wish was to be able to wrap himself in horse leather, but he didn't expect it to come true soon after joining the army.

The expected pain did not appear to him, he still stood still, but his ears heard it clearly, and behind him, the rumbling of horses' hooves sounded!

The sound of shouting and killing instantly filled the entire battlefield, and the mud splashed by the horse's hooves even fell on his face, and the cold touch made him sober up instantly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw countless black-armored knights, colliding with the Yellow Turban Cavalry, and beside him, there was a general with a tiger's back who was slashing the Yellow Turban Cavalry.

"You're a man! Then! ”

A war knife was thrown at him, and before he could react, his right hand had already held the handle tightly, and he was wondering in his heart, am I not dead?

A Yellow Turban cavalry rushed over, raised his knife and slashed at the centurion's head, he couldn't react, and subconsciously dodged, and saw a long sword, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, piercing the chest of the Yellow Turban cavalry.

"What are you doing! Kill the enemy with me! ”

He let out a confused sigh, then snatched a war horse and followed the man until the end of the war, he only remembered that the man in front of him was like a god descending from heaven, and there was no enemy under the sword at all, and he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"Stop the pursuit! The infantry is arrayed, and the whole army adjusts the formation! Prevent the Yellow Turban Thieves and other pursuers! ”

This is a highly disciplined army, and the execution of orders and prohibitions is the standard for whether it can become an elite army, and this army, even breathing is almost synchronized, they clean the battlefield in a neat and orderly manner, some people gather weapons, some people gather war horses, some people carry corpses, and in an instant, a complete battle array has been assembled.

The centurion turned over and dismounted, and stood stunned, and the man who had just handed him the sword squeezed his eyes at him, and ran to the side of the man with the sword.

This army is a tiger and leopard cavalry, and the commander is of course Xiang Qing Cao Cao.

Wang Shu took out the map, and Liu Hu and Xu Chu unfolded the map alone.

Cao Cao asked, "Jun He, how many chasing soldiers are this?" ”

Xiang Qing replied: "The third team, all cavalry, we have gathered 3,000 war horses, but unfortunately they did not carry any rations. ”

Cao Hong stared at the map for a long time and asked, "Big brother and second brother, let's kill all the way, where is it now?" ”

Everyone gathered in front of the map, studied it for a while, and looked around without knowing where it was, charging along the way, and now just stopped, and had lost their position.

Liu Hu, holding the map in his hand, shouted to the centurion, "Come here." ”

The centurion pointed to himself, meaning that your name is me? Liu Hu shouted: "Yes, it's you, if you are told to come over, you will come over quickly!" ”

The centurion trotted all the way over, and standing beside him was Cao Hong, Xiahou Yuan Xiahou Yuan, a big man, he stood in the middle like a little chicken, although he was as tall as Xiang Qing, but he had just seen how cruel this was, and he felt that his head had always been blindfolded.

"What's your name?" Xiang Qing asked.

The centurion immediately straightened his chest and replied, "General Qiyu! My name is Yu Ban, Yu Wenze! ”

Hearing this familiar name, Xiang Qing immediately became interested and said with a smile: "Where is home?" ”

"Taishan Juping people!"

Let me find a famous general again, Xiang Qing thought to himself, this Yu Ban is a talent, he is a good hand at training and leading soldiers, and he must let his eldest brother keep him.

Xiang Qing patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be nervous, relax, I just want to ask you, do you know where we are now?" ”

Yu Ban replied loudly: "General Qiyu! This is Fugou! ”

His voice was quite high, everyone was defenseless, and they were all startled by him, and Yu Ban didn't know what to say, so he blushed and lowered his head.

Cao Cao showed a disgusted expression, glanced at Xiang Qing, but found that his second brother actually had a great interest in this little soldier, he was quite disdainful, the general he liked was like his own Xiahou brothers, Cao Ren Cao Hong, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, his first impression was not like this Yu Ban.

Xiang Qing showed a smile and said, "Do you know the map?" Can you mark it on the map? ”

Yu Ban finally adjusted back from his stunned state, he also felt a little embarrassed just now, he stepped forward and pointed a point on the map.

"Generals, this is where we are now, it is the intersection of Yingchuan and Chenjun, all the way along the northwest direction, it is Yanling, next to Yanling is Xu County, and a little further, it is Changshe."

Everyone looked thoughtful, and Cao Cao asked, "Where did your rout come from?" Whose subordinates are they? How did you lose? ”

"General Qiyu, we were defeated from Changshe, it was under the command of General Zhu Jun, the right Zhonglang general, we just arrived at Changshe, the Yellow Turban Army suddenly attacked at night in the middle of the night, the soldiers were not properly prepared, the camp was watery, General Zhu Jun reorganized the soldiers, and fought until dawn, and was really defeated by the Yellow Turban, and the army was defeated."

Cao Ren sneered and said, "The famous generals of the imperial court don't even know the reason why the camp was first set up and the enemy army should beware of night attacks?" I see that they are pampered in the imperial court, and they have long forgotten how to fight! ”

"Shut up!" Cao Cao scolded Cao Ren and asked him to retreat to the rear, and then asked Yu Bandao: "Then how is the battle situation in Changshe now?" ”

Yu Ban replied: "When we retreated, the Changshe had already been lost, but along the way, I heard that General Lu Zhi and General Zuo Zhonglang Huangfu Song had rushed to the Changshe to support, and according to my estimates, the Changshe had been recaptured, and now they are confronting the Yellow Turban Bandit Army!" ”

"Okay, you know, you can go down and rest first, Mouse, and get him some food."

"No."

Wang Shu left with Yu Ban, and Xiang Qing said to Cao Cao: "Big brother, how is this soldier?" ”

Cao Cao replied noncommittally: "It's okay." ”

"You don't want me, Yuan Zhi, let him come to me to report on Ao later."

"No."

Cao Cao didn't care about the forbidden thing, he stared at the map and asked, "Junhe, what should we do next?" Straight to the long company? ”