Cao Cao looked at the front line and said to Huangfu Song with some concern: "General Huangfu, do you want to send heavy infantry?" ”

This heavy infantry is the unit brought by Huangfu Song from Luoyang, and it has been trained by Huang Fu Song to level 7 infantry in a few months, and some have reached level 8, which belongs to the elite of the elite in the official army.

"It's not time yet, the Yellow Turbans have just begun to attack tentatively and send out the Javelin Battalion!"

A thousand javelinmen from Yongliang, with a strong physique and twenty-four one-meter-long javelins on their backs, came to the front army, stood in a straight line before the archers and behind the spearmen, and began to throw the javelins in their hands towards the Yellow Turban Army.

With the full force of this thousand Yongliang big man, the first wave of 1,000 javelins fell into the Yellow Turban Army formation, and seven or eight hundred Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and some javelins directly penetrated the bodies of two or three Yellow Turban Army.

"One foot closer!" Guan Yu said to the soldiers of the javelin battalion behind him through the cracks, making sure that every wave of javelins thrown could accurately suppress the Yellow Turban Warlock.

The first batch of more than fifty Yellow Turban Warlocks sent by Zhang Mancheng were projected by the Javelin Battalion for several rounds, and more than 20 people died, and the rest retracted into the formation.

Cao Cao stood in the middle army, watching the nearly 30,000 Yellow Turban cavalry in the Yellow Turban Army begin to come out of the battle, coming towards the infantry of the official army, and there were 18,000 Yellow Turban Army in front of the official infantry, but looking at the posture of these Yellow Turban cavalry, he didn't care about these own people at all.

The infantry is inherently inferior to the cavalry, and the pikemen behind may have a chance to resist the cavalry under the Yellow Turbans, but if the infantry continues to fight with the Yellow Turbans, these infantry will not be able to retreat and let the spearmen come out in formation.

Cao Cao glanced at Huang Fu Song a little anxiously, Huang Fu Song held the reins tightly with both hands, and still couldn't see the expression on his face, but said to the herald: "The crossbowmen retreat to the Chinese army, the archers retreat five hundred steps, the spearmen retreat three hundred steps back to resist the horse formation, the infantry continues to resist, and the Yellow Turban cavalry is not allowed to retreat less than three hundred zhang!" ”

"Zhang Fei listens to orders!"

Zhang Fei on the side thought that Huangfu Song had forgotten him, and when he heard his name called, he hurriedly came out to receive the order.

"The last general!"

"You lead 5,000 cavalry, if the Yellow Turban cavalry charges into battle, and there are charging Yellow Turban Army, you will go up to harass and intercept and kill, don't attack the Yellow Turban Army's big formation."

Even if there are 10,000 elite cavalry brought by Luoyang, but in the face of the more than 200,000 Yellow Turban Army and the strange demon methods of Taiping Dao, the cavalry charging into battle is tantamount to asking for their own death.

"The crossbow carts and heavy ballista carts of the rear army advanced to the Chinese army to prepare to meet the enemy."

A few more heralds rushed to all parts of the big array, and Cao Cao was silent and thoughtful.

On the front line of the battle, Guan Yu, Sun Jian and Huang Zhong all saw the Yellow Turban Cavalry dispatched, and they also received orders from Huangfu Song.

"General Han, you and I will lead five thousand infantry on the left and right, and once the Yellow Turban cavalry approaches, we will retreat from the left and right!"

Guan Yu said to Han Dang, there are still 10,000 infantry at the forefront at this moment, these people will inevitably fight until the last moment of the arrival of the Yellow Turban Cavalry, if they retreat directly, it will affect the formation of the spearmen, and if the line is not right, the whole army may be wiped out under the impact of the cavalry.

After Sun Jian received the military order, he was also full of worries about the infantry in front, and said to Zu Mao and Huang Gai: "Zu Darong, you lead the spearmen to retreat three hundred steps to the column to resist the horse formation, and cover the infantry retreat with me!" ”

Huang Zhong, who commanded the archers and crossbowmen, also asked Cheng Pu to lead the troops to retreat, and he stepped forward to cover the infantry together.

30,000 Yellow Turban cavalry galloped in, although these Yellow Turban cavalry were not skilled and the quality of their horses was uneven, but this was a real 30,000 cavalry, and the powerful impact force would inevitably cause a lot of casualties to the officers and troops.

The 1,000 men of the Javelin Battalion quickly retreated after throwing a few rounds of javelins to suppress the Yellow Turban cavalry, and the battlefield was no longer theirs, so the archers began to shoot arrows to kill the Yellow Turban cavalry as much as possible, while slowing down the movement of the opposing cavalry.

After his own archers finished shooting three rounds, these Yellow Turban Army cavalry saw that they had reached the front five hundred zhang, Guan Yu was still hesitant in his heart, whether to lead the troops to retreat, when to retreat, too late, these infantry are likely to be wiped out, too early, it is still a trivial matter to be chased and killed by the Yellow Turban Army in front of them, if these Yellow Turban Army rush in and destroy the formation of the spearmen, then the consequences will be unimaginable.

The current situation is not only a test for Guan Yu, Huang Zhong and others in the growth period, but also for Cao Cao, who is paying attention to the battlefield while observing the Huangfu Song around him, guessing whether he is as calm as he seems.

Just when the official infantry in the Yellow Turban Cavalry was still 300 zhang, Han Zhong pinched a magic finger, recited a spell in his mouth, and the 18,000 Yellow Turban soldiers who fought with the official infantry turned into a piece of blood, and nearly 200 Yellow Turban wrestlers appeared, and then scattered to the left and right to make way for the Yellow Turban Cavalry.

If the eighteen thousand Yellow Turban troops are blocked in front of the Yellow Turban Cavalry, they will only be wiped out and reduce the damage to the officers and soldiers, and after using spells to sacrifice to become Yellow Turban Warriors, the target will instantly be much smaller, and it will be much easier to dodge.

Guan Yu didn't know what the Yellow Turban Army had in mind, but the sudden appearance of the Yellow Turban wrestler in front of him made him let go of his worries about whether to save the lives of the soldiers under his command as much as possible, or to preserve the overall situation and keep them waiting for death.

"These Yellow Turban wrestlers are slow, and everyone retreats from the left and right sides to regroup in the Chinese army!" Guan Yu issued a military order, relieved.

Countless Yellow Turban cavalry had arrived in front of them, and Guan Yu, Sun Jian, Huang Zhong and Huang Gai took the initiative to stay behind the palace.

Huang Zhong's powerful triple arrow was directly placed on the seven or eight soldiers who rushed to the front, Guan Yu held the Qinglong Yanyue knife, and the several Yellow Turban cavalry who rushed up, even the people and horses were all cut into two, Sun Jian's pine pattern ancient ingot knife was slightly shorter, Huang Gai was responsible for cutting the horse's legs, Sun Jian was responsible for harvesting the head, and in an instant, more than two hundred Yellow Turban cavalry fell in front of the four.

But no matter how brave these four people were, they were powerless to defeat thousands of troops, and only part of what could be stopped, the retreat of 10,000 infantry was not easy, the infantry troops on both sides had only retreated halfway, the Yellow Turban cavalry had already rushed up, and the war horses in front had knocked down batch after batch of infantry, and then these infantry were trampled into pulp by the Yellow Turban cavalry behind.

In the end, in addition to the 5,000 infantry in front of them retreated smoothly, and the 5,000 people in the back withdrew 2,000 people, 3,000 people still fell under the hooves of the Yellow Turban cavalry.

The 10,000-strong infantry, entangled by nearly twice as many enemies, withdrew 7,000 men from under the hooves of the 30,000 Yellow Turban cavalry, which was much better for Cao Cao than he expected.

"What about Huangfu Song, did he expect this result, did he expect that these Yellow Turban Army would become Yellow Turban Warriors at the last moment, and did he expect that Guan Yu, Huang Zhong, and Sun Jian would be so brave and desperate to let these 10,000 infantry retreat in a thrilling way?" Cao Cao thought to himself.

He looked back at Huang Fu Song beside him again, his face was still calm, but this time Cao Cao found that Huang Fu Song's hand that was holding the reins tightly just now was loosened, and one finger twitched slightly because of the excessive force before.

"Yes, even he can't predict the outcome, a good commander loves soldiers like a son, and at the same time can be hard-hearted, make them the target of the enemy, and watch them die one by one."

"I, Cao Cao, am still too kind to a woman, if the general situation requires it in the future, even if I have to sacrifice my son, I Cao Mengde will send it out with a smile!"