It was about an hour before dawn, and it was the darkest time before dawn.

A dark cloud drifted in, obscuring the already dim moon, making the dark night even darker, and making the sleepy Yellow Turbans see no hope.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Peng Tuo, who was the commander, did not expect that the situation would be reversed so quickly, and almost in the blink of an eye, he changed from a hunter to a prey.

Watching the Yellow Turban Army behind him fall one by one, and let out screams of pain and cries for help, Peng Tuo's heart seemed to be dragged into the abyss by a big hand, and he couldn't find a way out again.

"Why...... Why is this happening......"

He didn't know, and he couldn't figure it out, but Zhao Hong and Zhang Cheng wouldn't give him a chance, and in a few breaths, they led a three-thousand-cavalry regiment to rush in front of him and began to kill!

"Kill! Destroy the Yellow Turban traitors! ”

"Meritorious service is today!"

"Don't get rid of the thief chief Peng Tuo......"

The shouts of the Han cavalry, as well as the screams of the Yellow Turban soldiers around him before they died, were like a giant hammer hitting Peng Tuo's heart, which made him come back to his senses in an instant, and then shouted in horror.

"Quick...... Quickly kill those Han troops behind, the front army formed a formation, and blocked the cavalry of the Han army for me...... Fast! ”

Although he didn't know what artillery was, he knew very well that if he allowed the other side to bombard like this, his army would completely collapse under the combined attack of the opponent's cavalry and artillery before dawn.

So in his opinion, the current priority is to destroy Xu Kang's artillery regiment first, and then deal with the remaining cavalry is much simpler.

In theory, this strategy is true, but in practice it is not the same thing at all.

Because it was very dark at this time, separated by more than two hundred meters, the Yellow Turban Army did not know how many Han troops were behind them, they only knew that when the fire flashed on the opposite side, the sound of thunder would sound, and then their companions would fall one by one.

The unknown is the most terrifying, so even if Peng Tuo's heart-rending shouts were heard, no one dared to charge at Xu Kang's artillery regiment.

Under this delay, thousands of Yellow Turban troops in the rear fell to the ground and wailed under the roar of tiger squatting artillery, and the Yellow Turban Army, which was blocking the cavalry regiment in front, also began to gradually disintegrate.

Seeing this scene, Peng Tuo's eyes suddenly cracked, and he screamed.

"The overseer team stepped forward, and whoever did not obey the order - beheaded!"

With his order, the Overseer team composed of thousands of elite Yellow Turban soldiers immediately stepped out and raised their butcher knives towards the former robes.

"Boom......"

In the splash of blood, hundreds of Yellow Turbans became the souls of their former siblings, and the other Yellow Turban soldiers were immediately terrified when they saw this scene.

In order to survive, they could only endure the fear in their hearts, clenched their weapons and began to charge towards Xu Kang's artillery regimental position.

At this time, they were only more than two hundred meters away from Xu Kang's artillery regiment, which was a very short distance, and theoretically speaking, even if their state was very poor at this time, two minutes was enough time for them to cross this distance.

But this is only a theoretical statement, in fact, this short period of more than 200 meters is like a moat for them!

Xu Kang's artillery regiment has a total of more than 450 Tiger Squat Cannons, and he adopts the method of three-stage shooting, so even if the loading speed of the Tiger Squat Cannon is very slow, it takes nearly a minute, but he can still maintain a firing frequency of 20 seconds.

And every time each Tiger Squat Cannon fires, it can shoot about 100 and a half taels of small stones, so each round of 150 Tiger Squat Cannon salvos can spray about 15,000 small stones!

That's not a small amount!

In addition, the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side is in a dense formation, so every time the artillery regiment fires, it can make the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side fall hundreds, or even thousands!

And this is still the number of kills at a distance of two hundred meters, and every time this distance is shortened by fifty meters, the number of kills doubles!

The Yellow Turbans didn't understand this, but they knew that when the fire on the opposite side cooled down, the companions who ran in front of them would fall, and the further they went, the more they fell, and basically they fell and there was no movement.

Apparently dead.

They don't want to die, so they don't want to rush forward, but if they don't, there will be an overseer behind them who will also kill them!

There is a great terror between life and death, and for these Yellow Turban Army, who are just ordinary peasants, this is obviously not something they can bear, so many people collapsed on the spot.

"Ah...... Don't kill me, don't kill! ”

"I surrender...... I fell! ”

"Woo...... I don't want to die...... Woowoowoo......"

While crying, they threw down their weapons, held their heads and fled in all directions, and some even ran towards the position of Xu Kang's artillery regiment.

Seeing this scene, Xu Kang's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of struggle, but soon became indifferent again, and even his voice was cold.

"The second battalion of the artillery regiment was ignited, and the third battalion was ready...... Cover your ears! ”

"Three battalions of the artillery regiment were fired, and one battalion was ready to ...... Cover your ears! ”

"The first battalion of the artillery regiment is on fire, and the second battalion is ready to ......"

Every time he gave the order, it was accompanied by the roar of artillery, and the tiger squat cannon swallowed tongues of fire, like the scythe of death, harvesting all life within the effective range.

The Yellow Turbans are also people, not emotionless machines.

So in the face of such a scene, they were afraid, no matter how the Overseer team behind them urged, no one launched a charge, and some even raised their weapons directly to fight with the Overseer.

At the same time, the cavalry regiment of Zhao Hong and others also crushed the front army of the Yellow Turban Army, and Niu Sheng, who had just been promoted to the commander of the cavalry battalion, rushed directly in front of Peng Tuo and slashed his head with a halberd.

"Death to the thief chieftain!"

"Hiss......"

In the face of Niu Sheng's attack, Peng Tuo suddenly gasped, raised his gun to block, and then only heard the sound of "dang", and was shocked by the other party's blow to the numbness of his hands, and the spear almost came out of his hand.

When Niu Sheng was about to finish him with the next blow, Peng Tuo's two personal guards blocked him and covered Peng Tuo's retreat to the rear.

Seeing this scene, Niu Sheng suddenly shouted anxiously, "Peng Tuoxiu leaves, leave your life behind!" ”

Of course, Peng Tuo would not listen to him, but ran faster, and disappeared into the dense Yellow Turban Army almost in a breath.

Seeing this scene, a trace of chagrin flashed on Niu Sheng's face, but when he saw the other party's retreating handsome flag, he showed a look of surprise again.

"Haha, there it is!"

He laughed loudly, and immediately stepped forward to kill the flag-bearer with a halberd, cut off the flagpole, and then shouted loudly.

"Peng Tuo is dead! Peng Tuo is dead! Peng Tuo is dead! ”

He shouted three times, and when he heard his shout, the other Han soldiers followed suit.

"The thief chief Pengtuo is dead, and the others kneel down and surrender!"

"The thief chief Pengtuo is dead, and the others kneel down and surrender!"

"The thief chief Pengtuo is dead, and the others kneel down ......"

The voices of the crowd converged, and the roar of the artillery was deeply suppressed.

Hearing this shout, the Yellow Turban Army looked in the direction of Shuai Qi, and after finding that Shuai Qi was missing, they suddenly lost their backbone, became six gods and no masters, panicked, and even the last bit of fighting spirit collapsed.

As a result, many people began to flee in all directions, and after being caught up by the Han cavalry, they did not dare to resist, and surrendered on their knees.

When the first rays of light from the east reflected on the Huai River, there was no longer a standing Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield.

The Han cavalry who won the battle, although their faces were full of exhaustion, they all showed excited smiles.

Among them, the happiest is Niu Sheng, who cut off the opponent's handsome flag and made great contributions.

Under the light of the morning sun, he held high a large flag painted with a black boar and roared wildly in the sky.

"Invincible, invincible, we are the strongest army...... Strong! Strong! Strong! ”

Driven by him, the already excited crowd was instantly mobilized by him, and they shouted after him.

"Strong...... Strong...... Strong, strong, strong...... Strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, strong, ......strong,

Hearing their shouts, Xu Kang, who was directing the soldiers of the artillery regiment not far away to clean up the tiger squat artillery, gradually stiffened his expression.

"Ma Dan, who took the lead this time?"