The night was like ink, dark clouds obscured the cold moon, and the howling wind obscured all the slightest sounds.

The empty field was slaughtered, and the five fingers could not be seen.

In the endless darkness, a cavalry seemed to be a ghost pawn from the Nine Hells, and was quietly advancing.

Not far away, on the flat ground as far as the eye can see, the bonfires are faintly visible.

It was the camp of the Yellow Turban Bandits.

Most of these thieves who followed Zhang Jiao to make trouble were poor people with no formal training at all, so the camps of the Yellow Turban thieves were very scattered, and there was no strict military discipline at all.

"Gda Da ......"

In the sound of the wind, there was a crisp sound of horses' hooves approaching from the front, and by the light of the fire in the distance, it was faintly visible that a horse was galloping from the front.

It's the scout cavalry of the Yellow Turban Bandits.

"Instigated..."

There was a cold sound of breaking through the air, and a long sharp arrow shot in, piercing the throat of the thief scout with precision.

The thief scout's eyes widened in horror, and he opened his mouth wide to scream, but sadly found that he could never make a sound.

"Knock ......"

Lifeless corpses fell from their horses, and in the darkness, only frightened horses galloped away into the distance.

Dian Wei smiled coldly and withdrew the iron tire bow.

Zhang Feng's eyes were like torches, staring at the bandit camp in front of him, he pulled out the steel knife on horseback, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, have you seen the largest and highest yellow turban flag in front?" ”

"See!"

More than 1,000 soldiers responded with a bang.

"That's where the leader of the Yellow Turban Bandits is!"

Zhang Feng shouted: "Whoever kills the leader of the Yellow Turban Bandit will be rewarded with a hundred taels and promoted to three levels." ”

"Whew......"

More than a thousand soldiers howled in response, and their eyes instantly ignited with a scorching murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Zhang Feng slammed the knife forward.

Just as the dark clouds dispersed, the bleak moonlight sprinkled down, illuminating Zhang Feng's dark eyes, which were extremely cold.

Man does not perish for his own sake.

Behind Zhang Feng, more than a thousand soldiers were like a dark ant tide, enveloping the momentum of the land that submerged everything, and swept away towards the front through the cold earth.

"Kill... Kill... Kill ......"

In the deafening shout, 500 cavalry and 1,000 infantry drew their steel swords and rushed forward to the location of the Yellow Turban Banner.

The scorching killing machine burned in the eyes of every soldier, just like more than a thousand wolves that had discovered a delicious prey, they opened their big mouths one after another, revealing their fangs coldly.

Not far ahead. Finally, some thieves realized that danger was approaching.

"Sneak Attack ......"

"Someone attacked ......"

"Blowing the trumpet... Blow the trumpet ......"

"Hurry up and report to Leader Zhou, ...... quickly"

The thieves lying on the side of the campfire were awakened one after another, and the loose military camp was suddenly in chaos.

Zhou Cang was awakened from his sleep by the louder and louder commotion sounds, and asked loudly, "What's the matter?" ”

A yellow turban leader hurriedly stepped forward and gasped: "Leader Zhou, the official army is sneaking up on the night!" The outer camp has been broken, and it is about to be killed. ”

"What?"

Zhou Cang was taken aback and asked sharply: "How many men and horses are there in the official army, why don't you send ranger scouts to the camp?" ”

The leader of the Yellow Turban said hurriedly: "None of the scouts sent out have come back, I'm afraid that they have been killed, Leader Zhou, it's too late, go quickly." ”

"The Thief Suffers ...... Death"

The Yellow Turban Leader's voice fell, and a piercing howl came from not far ahead, like thunder.

Zhou Cang looked back in surprise and saw a horse killed like a demon, his whole body was covered with inky black ground armor, reflecting a dark black flame under the light of the fire, and he was galloping towards the main camp.

Dian Wei Ze galloped his horse and roared loudly: "Death ......to those who stand in my way."

Dian Wei shouted violently, his eyes burst into a terrifying light, the sharp Xuantie halberd tore through the air, drew a dazzling cold light, and slashed the neck of a small yellow turban leader, and the little leader wolf howled and raised the steel knife in his hand, intending to smash Dian Wei, and the brilliant sparks suddenly splashed under the dark night sky.

"Boom!"

In the suffocating sound of gold and iron, the small boss Earth Steel Knife slammed back at a faster speed.

The Dian Wei Di Xuantie Twin Halberd was still in a castration, coldly cutting into the left shoulder of the small leader, penetrating through the right ribs, and then taking advantage of the situation to pick up the halberd, and the small leader's body was picked up on the ground and half of his body was picked up.

"Kill..."

Two more yellow turban men wielded scimitars and bravely met them, blocking Dian Wei's way.

"Die!"

Dian Wei Ang howled, and the heavy Xuantie Halberd swept into the air, roaring towards the two Yellow Turban Men who were riding at the waist.

"Boom!"

In the sound of the scimitar breaking the ground and the gold and iron, the two men on the yellow turban howled fiercely, and a line of red blood splashed out of their chests through the cracked soft armor.

The next moment, two bloody corpses slowly slipped off the horse's back, and they actually opened the bow left and right, one move and four cuts, it was difficult to stop Dian Wei for a moment!

"Haha... It's a fucking pleasure..."

Dian Wei shouted, grabbed his crotch mount, and drove straight towards the main battalion commander where Zhou Cang was located.

Witnessing Dian Wei's long drive in, no one could stop him for a moment. Zhou Cang gritted his teeth hatefully, and stepped forward to fight with a long knife.

The leader of the Yellow Turban beside Zhou Cang couldn't help but gasp, if it goes on like this, the entire Yellow Turban Army will be finished, and now he can only swear to protect Zhou Cang to break through, leaving the hope of returning to Jizhou to report the news at the end.

The leader of the Yellow Turban held Zhou Cang's war horse and yelled at the Yellow Turban warriors around him: "Swear to protect the commander to the death, and fight to the death!" ”

Zhou Cang scolded sharply: "Let go of me, if you don't kill this thief, how can I, Zhou Cang, face the dead brothers." ”

The leader of the Yellow Turban complained bitterly: "Chief, we have been calculated by the official army from the beginning, and there is only one way to die if we stay here, you must break out of the siege and avenge the brothers in the future." ”

"Bald donkey, sunspot, you two lead the brothers to escort the leader to break through, and the others follow me to stop this group of damned officials and thieves."

"Fight to the death!"

Hundreds of Yellow Turban warriors responded frantically, fearlessly rushing towards the cavalry of the official army.

The two surging tides soon collided viciously, and the neighing of horses suddenly sounded under the night sky.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Dian Wei roared, the heavy Xuantie Halberd in his hand flew up and down, the cold light flickered, and he rode everywhere, and the Yellow Turban thieves were like waves splitting apart, and they fell to their horses one after another.

There was a huge camp, and no one could stop him for a moment, and behind Dian Wei, five hundred cavalry gathered into a sharp charging arrow, and plunged deeply into the Yellow Turban Formation.

An hour later, Zhang Feng's mind sounded with the prompt of the infinite lottery system.

"Boom! Congratulations on completing the task of exterminating the jujube yellow scarf, and get 10 luck points, and the host's current luck value is 30 points. ”

……

At the end of April 184 A.D., Zhang Feng broke the main force of the Yellow Turban in the south in the territory of Sour Zao, the general Zhang Bao was ambushed, and the main force of 10,000 Yellow Turbans in the department, only a few hundred people fled back to Jizhou with Zhou Cang, and the others either died in battle or surrendered.