Xiayang Village. Little Snot and his uncle finally eat. Today's meal was not bad, there were steamed cakes. Although there are many, many wild vegetables in it, the wheat bran is rough and difficult to swallow. This kind of thing is very adaptable. People like my uncle won't go to the toilet for a long time after eating, and they are still uncomfortable.

But for Little Snot, it's his delicacy, the best thing to eat, with a broken crockpot. It was their only cutlery, with cloudy gruel in it. The rice is visible.

"Kids. Eat it. Eat more. Uncle said. He touched his stomach, not that he was uncomfortable, nor that he was hungry, but that a piece of iron hit him, although the wound was not large, and the wound even stopped bleeding. But the problem is, the pieces of iron are still inside. He knew he didn't have long to live. The old man gave all the food to the poor child, and most of the Yellow Turbans were homeless. Or a good person who has been dragged in. Their lives are dark and there is no way out. Here, only the best people can get enough food, and they can eat two meals in two days when they come like this, which is good.

Little Snot carefully packed the cake given by the uncle. He was reluctant to eat, he wanted to keep it for hunger. Eating too much is wasted.

"Uncle. You drink porridge, drink porridge and you'll be fine. The little snot snorted and sucked it in. The uncle nodded, took a sip, and pushed it to the little snot.

"What's wrong, uncle?" Little Snot said.

"Uncle, don't drink anymore. Keep it for you, it's over. It's better to grow up. Wipe this snot later. Don't slip around. Uncle said.

"Uncle. Small snot. Little snot knows. Little Snot looked down and said. His snot fell again, and this time he wiped it with his sleeve, and it was already very bright. The uncle touched each other's heads. He couldn't say anything. This is a poor child, why is this God so not long-sighted.

"Boy, what if. Suppose the uncle is gone. You go and look for it, look for the Red Turban Army. Those uncles in red turbans, perhaps, have a bite to eat there. Don't look for an uncle. Also, when you see those who ride horses, those who kill you, they want to run, and they run as fast as they can, until the old man can't catch up with you. Uncle said.

"Uncle. Why don't you go with Little Snot? Little Snot asked.

"Uncle is old. I can't run anymore. Child, do you remember what the uncle said? Uncle asked. Little Snot nodded. He understands, but he doesn't understand, the uncle is his only relative, everyone dislikes him, he can't eat enough here, but the uncle gives his food to the little snot, and he thinks that the uncle is his relative.

Boom, boom, boom. That's when it happened. There was a booming sound on the battlefield, and everyone stood up in panic. To the east of them. A squad of cavalry appeared, at first just a black line, and then a black tide appeared.

"Cavalry, heavy cavalry." They shouted in panic. Many of the Yellow Turban soldiers began to flee in confusion. A lot of people are running desperately.

"Kid, go away. Come on. Leave me alone. Come on. Running far. The old man shouted loudly. For the first time, the little snot looked at the uncle in a panic. The old man shouted anxiously. He saw that the uncle was so excited that he coughed up blood.

"Let's go. Child. Come on. The old man shouted. Little Snot keeps running, running. Run. He remembered his uncle's words, he wanted to run, and he ran until his uncle couldn't catch up. He didn't look back, he ran past the people in the middle, they didn't know what was going on, and ran to the people in the back, they were crowded, some jumped to see the situation, some asked around. They didn't know at all that the heavy cavalry of the official army had appeared. In order not to leak the strike plan of the official army in advance, the cavalry of the official army has always been light cavalry to carry out the attack. Shoot. The role of the stirrup greatly exerts the impact effect of the cavalry. Although they were small in number, which was an important factor in attracting the Yellow Turbans, their flexible tactics made it very difficult for the Yellow Turbans, who were all infantry, because they could not stop each other on the battlefield.

The little snot keeps running. Run. He didn't know where he was going, he just knew. Uncle told him to get out of here. Go find the man wrapped in a red turban. This is an obedient child.

The forward position of the Red Turban Army. Shang Wu and Jia Xu were in a hidden command post. It was built in the style of a later concealed observation post, which was written into the manual of the sappers and fortifications, and such a shelter was to be built.

"Huangfu Song is right behind, although I can't see how many of them there are and what kind of situation, but they are coming." Shang Wu put down the binoculars in his hand and said. Bigger and better telescopes are being polished, and better prisms are needed. At the same time, mercury is used to create something like a mirror. These are all difficult things. But it is barely possible to polish it by hand, and Shangwu cannot have such a closer artillery mirror at present, so he can only observe the enemy situation with a telescope that is also specially crafted. This is much better than Huangfu Song. After all, there is only one telescope in the hand on the opposite side. Huangfu Song could only see the situation on the edge of the battlefield.

"The heavy cavalry are out. It seems that the killer weapon of the official army has been released. Isn't it time for us to go into battle? Otherwise, the entire Yellow Turban Army would be completely defeated. Jia Xu said to Shangwu.

"Hmm. Sortie. Shang Wu gave the order. Jia Xu waved his arm, signaling that he was ready to attack.

The 1st and 3rd Infantry Brigades, in regimental units. Six large paper formations were arranged. They switched to the front. Leaning back, the distance between the two Papering Arrays is between two hundred paces. Near the outermost Retrofitting Formation, reinforced by artillery. Behind them, there was the 2nd Infantry Brigade. They organized six formations in battalions, and several battalions were responsible for organizing the routs. Everything, everything, is ready. Nothing will change no matter what happens.

On the side of the Yellow Turban Army, they have completely collapsed. All the people retreated without dying, and then there was a mass escape. And the Yellow Turban Army's middle army and rear army are gathering their ranks, their ranks are very dense, the escape of the front army, the assembly of the Chinese army, the two sides are mixed together at once, forming an extremely chaotic human wall, and everyone does not know what is happening. The moment of disaster is about to strike.

"Boom, boom." The heavy cavalry pressed over like a mountain. The first to notice the situation were the sentries of the Yellow Turban Army, who blew their horns loudly, and some of the archers sensed the situation and fired indiscriminately without orders. Because the sound of the cavalry vibrating made them feel very uneasy.

"Mountains. It's a mountain that has pressed over. Run. A lot of people shouted. And the heavy cavalry in the back directly ran over, and many people were hit and trampled to death by horses' hooves. Or was he directly assassinated by a spear. They didn't have time to feel the pain before they were torn to pieces.

Flying arrows were useless, knights, horses were heavily armoured and simply impenetrable, three horses were joined together, and they formed a column of three hundred and fifty. There was also a large number of infantry following behind. This tactic of direct crushing completely crushed the resistance of the Yellow Turban Army.

Huang Fu Song's command car. Huangfu Song put down the telescope in his hand and shook his head.

"The Yellow Turban Thieves are gone." Huangfu Song said to his own Sima.

This tactic was used by the Red Turban Army to deal with them, but now, with the tactics of the Red Turban Army, they completely defeated the Yellow Turban Army, and the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army completely collapsed. The human wall burst in an instant. The cavalry slaughtered like a tide, and most of the chaotic crowd was trampled to death by themselves, and those who reacted began to flee frantically. Front, middle, rear, left, right. All of the Yellow Turbans are fleeing at a rapid pace. Weapons, flags, war drums. Everything that could be thrown was thrown away. The heavy cavalry began to disperse in small groups in the rear to pursue the fleeing enemy, and the Yellow Turban Army was quickly defeated if there was anyone who dared to organize resistance. They simply couldn't withstand a wave of attacks, and then completely collapsed.

All the Yellow Turban soldiers were on the run. The first to run to the back, they saw the Red Turban Army's Formation of Shape. There is a gap of two hundred steps in between. They didn't know when the Red Turbans appeared, but seeing them nailed here like stone pillars, they felt stable in their hearts, and everyone was running away. Run. Run.

Little Snot had been caught by a company commander of the 2nd Infantry Brigade, and Little Snot had found the men in the red turbans, who were young uncles who had given him something to eat, the kind of dry food that was hard but filling. Drinking water and eating these things, the little snot felt for the first time that this might be the second full meal in his life. Uncle is right, find these people wearing red turbans, they can feed him.

When Little Snot was half-full, Little Snot stopped. He hid some of what he ate, and it was a habit of his. He wanted to meet his uncle and give him something to eat. I just don't know where my uncle is.

He saw a lot of people from the Yellow Turban Army running over, and he didn't know what was going on in front of him. Little Snot began to search aimlessly, he wanted to find his uncle. Give my uncle something to eat. But. Where is Uncle? Little Snot walked blankly. This battlefield has nothing to do with him, he just wants to find his uncle. This is his only relative.

At this moment, Little Snot felt that the sky was overcast, and he looked up to see a behemoth appearing above his head. Little Snot looked up. A large ball-like thing was on top of their heads, with a red cloth band underneath. Little Snot looked up at the behemoth and slowly got up. And then little by little they left. Maybe he'll be able to find his uncle.