Zhang Fei led the 3,000 cavalry to run back and forth on the upwind of the battlefield, and the branches dragged by the horse's tail brought up the dust in the sky and blew it to the battlefield with the wind.

The front line where the Yellow Turban Army fought with the official army was shrouded in a lot of dust, especially the Yellow Turban Army, because of Zhang Fei's intentional control, these Yellow Turban Army were blinded by the dust and their eyes were blood-red, and in dusty places, it was even difficult to breathe.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Fei led the cavalry into the battlefield again, the branches behind the horses were still tied, and the galloping war horses crossed the battlefield, killing not many Yellow Turban soldiers, but bringing up more and more dust, and the battlefield was already gray.

This has been repeated several times, the mouth and nose of the Yellow Turban Army who are charging are full of dust, and the Yellow Turban Warlock who is hiding in the crowd has long been unable to see the situation of the officers clearly, and there is already a blur two or three feet away, plus 100,000 Yellow Turban Army into the battlefield, these Yellow Turban Army have no formation at all, they can only crowd people, and many Yellow Turban Army even go in the wrong direction in the dust and do not know it.

"Kill!"

Zhang Fei burst into a shout, and began to rush to kill the Yellow Turban Army with these 3,000 cavalry, the battlefield was in chaos, where the officers and troops were, these Yellow Turban Army couldn't tell the difference, and when they saw the cavalry team led by Zhang Fei, they were rushed before they had time to react and trampled into pulp.

And the 3,000 soldiers of the official army, each with rags tied to their faces, covering their mouths and noses, holding the reins in one hand and a gun in the other, but they had to pull their pants from time to time.

Zhang Fei's rough skin and thick flesh were neither tied with rags, nor did he tie branches behind the horses, he said that he asked his subordinates to contribute trouser belts, but he did not say that he contributed his black ass, at this moment he was killing the enemy frantically, venting his previous frustration.

A yellow turban warlock held the thunder explosion in his hand and the dust in the sky shone slightly, because he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly, he didn't dare to throw it rashly.

Zhang Fei rode over, stabbed to death with a shot, and scolded: "Dare to blow up your Grandpa Zhang!" ”

After scolding, he took a bite of soil, Zhang Fei took a sip, and Leng might as well meet a yellow turban wrestler, Zhang Fei hurriedly dodged and passed by the yellow turban wrestler.

"Scare your grandfather Zhang!"

The Yellow Turban Lux didn't see Zhang Fei clearly, the giant axe was a step late, and as soon as he lifted it, he was stabbed in the head by Zhang Fei with a return pistol.

Unlike the chaotic Yellow Turban Army, as long as the leading Zhang Fei of the cavalry unit is not outrageous enough to rush into his own large array or the Yellow Turban Army's large array, the cavalry behind only needs to keep up with the troops in front.

The more dust there was, the safer it was for these cavalry to move on the battlefield, and the more dust they brought up as the cavalry kept running, the lower the threat to the cavalry the Yellow Turbans became.

Huangfu Song's eyes lit up, and he said to Cao Cao: "This cavalry should be a miracle!" ”

The opportunity on the battlefield was fleeting, and Huangfu Song immediately made a decision to recall Guan Yu to take over the remaining more than 5,000 cavalry, and Wen Qi's department and Sun Jian's department also had more than 3,000 cavalry to Guan Yu.

After Guan Yu led nearly 9,000 troops into the battlefield, he began to assault from the middle of the charging 100,000 Yellow Turban Army, and Zhang Fei's troops continued to create dust while sweeping away the enemy troops in the rear of the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army in order to avoid colliding with Guan Yu's troops.

The infantry defending on the front line decreased sharply with the chaotic pressure of the Yellow Turban Army, and began to slowly advance before the cover of the archers, clearing the Yellow Turban Army.

Under the dust, the seemingly chaotic battlefield was actually a massacre of the Yellow Turban Army by the cavalry units of the official army, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei had already killed all over the blood, and even the war horses were dyed red, those Yellow Turban Warlocks originally thought that hiding behind the Yellow Turban Army could ensure safety, but they were slaughtered by most of the cavalry led by Zhang Fei, and the rest desperately squeezed forward, and met Guan Yu's troops again.

Zhang Mancheng pinched his finger and used a level 4 wind control trick, the wind direction began to change, and the dust went in the direction of the official army.

"Zhang Mancheng uses the Wind Control Trick Level 4, and there is an 8% probability of changing the direction of the wind." The system prompts.

"Ah, this Zhang Mancheng still has this ability, is the situation on the battlefield about to be reversed again?"

Wen Qi's worry didn't last long, and he received another improvement from the system: "Cao Cao uses the Wind Control Technique Level 6, and there is a 12% probability of changing the direction of the wind. ”

Cao Cao tried to control the wind a few times, the wind direction began to blow in the direction of the official army, Zhang Mancheng tried to change the direction again, but in the competition with Cao Cao, the IQ was obviously crushed, after many failed to control the wind, Zhang Mancheng was sluggish, a little dizzy.

However, he still stabilized his body, and the great changes in the situation began when Zhang Fei returned to the battlefield, Zhang Mancheng now hated Zhang Fei to death, and said to the two demon spirit generals under his command: "Go and kill that black bear for me!" ”

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu pressed forward with the infantry team from three places, a large number of Yellow Turban troops were killed, more than 100 Yellow Turban wrestlers were surrounded by thousands of heavy infantry regiments, although they could not be killed in a short time, but these Yellow Turban wrestlers could not cause damage to other troops.

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu's troops attacked from both sides, and had already defeated the 40,000 Yellow Turban Army in the rear of the battlefield, and the two troops began to advance synchronously in the same direction, intending to merge into one and continue to attack the Yellow Turban Army in front.

A black spear with the sound of breaking wind came towards Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei's energy at the moment was all looking for the Yellow Turban Warlock, and he was only realized when the spear was close, and he hurriedly returned his hand and picked it away with a snake spear, but this shot was urgent and ruthless, and after being picked away by Zhang Fei, the demon general stabbed Zhang Fei's war horse.

Zhang Fei landed suddenly, because his war horse did not drag the branches, slightly faster than the troops behind, those cavalry disappeared Zhang Fei, and thought that he was killing the rise, I don't know where to run, continue to advance as planned to kill the enemy.

After Zhang Fei landed, he took a sip and spit out the dust in his mouth, and when he looked up, he saw that among the dust, a black-armored demon would walk out.

"It's good to come, you can have a good time this time!"

The demon general drove the skeleton horse towards Zhang Fei, unlike Zhang Fei, this demon general did not need to breathe, and this dusty extreme environment had much less impact on him.

Seeing that the demon general had arrived in front of him, Zhang Fei picked up a corpse of the Yellow Turban Army on the ground, and the power of a thousand catties exploded, throwing it directly at the demon general, the spear in the hand of the demon general waved, and the corpse was smashed into pieces with one blow, but the blood foam was sprinkled all over his body at once, Zhang Fei seized the opportunity to stab out the snake spear, although the demon general couldn't see Zhang Fei for a while, he knew that Zhang Fei definitely had a back move, and he was busy driving his horse to change direction.

Seeing that the Zhangba snake spear could not stab the demon general, Zhang Fei used the way of others to treat his body, the snake spear stabbed the horse's buttocks, and the powerful force directly smashed the bones of the fleshless skeleton spur, and the demon general also fell off the horse.

Without waiting for the landing, the demon general took a long gun, got up instantly, and then quickly killed Zhang Fei, each shot came towards Zhang Fei's vital point, these demon generals were transformed from the soul of the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai, and the force increased by 2-3 times, the Zang Palace in front of Zhang Fei, the force was as high as 254, plus the magic blade effect of the weapon in his hand, the damage had reached 354, Zhang Fei relied on the rigid body, edge, fury and the power of a thousand catties to barely support.

And Zhang Fei also has a huge disadvantage, running in the dust for a long time, Zhang Fei's eyes are red, and there are tears overflowing from time to time, it is okay to deal with ordinary Yellow Turban Army and slow Yellow Turban Warriors, and it is obviously impossible to keep up with the magic generals.

Seeing Zhang Fei's state slipping, the demon general seized the opportunity and stabbed Zhang Fei in the heart with a shot, Zhang Fei blocked it with a horizontal spear, but he was a step slower, only a little bit of the demon general's spear was set apart, and stabbed Zhang Fei in the shoulder.

Fortunately, there was also a fine iron armor to protect him, and the magic general's spear did not pierce Zhang Fei, but only pierced the armor, and the head of the spear pierced Zhang Fei's body.

The demon blade wound caused by the demon general's weapon, if there is no special treatment to expel the demon qi, almost no one can survive, Zhang Fei knew that he would definitely die if he fought with the demon general, endured the severe pain, abandoned the Zhangba snake spear, and grabbed the opponent's spear with both hands to snatch the spear over.

Zhang Fei has the strength of a thousand catties, but the other party's current state is simply to crush Zhang Fei, the two of them worked together, Zhang Fei's blood flowed down the barrel of the gun, slippery hands, the spear actually came out of the hands of the two and fell to the ground.

Zhang Fei roared again, and fought with the demon general empty-handed, the demon general's hands, the black nails were more than two inches deep, and they continued to leave blood holes on Zhang Fei's body, Zhang Fei endured the severe pain, relied on his strong physique, pounced on the demon general, and burst into a loud shout.

"You don't have weapons, your grandfather Zhang does!"

Zhang Fei pulled out the black steel saber given by Wen Qi, chopped off the two hands of the demon general with two knives, and chopped off the demon general's head to pieces, and then fell to the side weakly.

Zhang Fei's roar attracted another demon general who was searching for him on the battlefield, and after the demon general arrived, he saw Zhang Fei fall to the ground, the magic knife in his hand raised high, ready to kill Zhang Fei, and at that critical moment, a military general in a green robe came out of the flying dust.

Guan Yu shouted angrily: "Don't hurt my brother!" ”