"No, there are shadows of their Xiliang people everywhere, let's give up! Anyway, all of them who are in charge have already left our big guys and run away! ”

"What do you mean they're all gone? Have you all forgotten what the Great Chief said in the city? ”

"That's it! Have you forgotten your previous faith? We have to fight for the wives and children behind us, and we have to fight for our yellow scarves, as long as we fight, there is hope! ”

"Fart, you idiots, big chief? Hehe, that's a good thing to say, he's not the same as those guys before, he's long gone! We have all been deceived by him! ”

"What ?!!!"

There was an uproar, wailing everywhere, like a diffuse fireworks, quickly spreading in the chaos.

Buzzing, all of a sudden, the whole battlefield became a mess.

The Yellow Turban's already crumbling array of troops began to appear chaotic.

A yellow turban general who knew the news of Guo Da's escape scolded loudly, turned around and left.

These big old and rough people, since they would not serve death, pulled the team and began to fight separately, and began to move and flee, wanting to get rid of the three cavalry outflanked by the Xiliang people.

The huge array, surrounded by people, even if you want to evacuate, there is a crowded scene, which makes the array even more bloated and chaotic, and then it is torn apart by the cavalry that cut in.

Finally, without the general's bullet pressure, the soldiers could not withstand the huge pressure, and a large number of routs began to run behind desperately, and some of them simply dropped their weapons and surrendered to the enemy.

However, the pace of the Xiliang soldiers still did not stop, and the roaring sound was like a wave rolling over, and a crashing sound sounded in the hula.

The moment the emaciated Yellow Turban soldier, who had given up resistance, was unprepared, and his body came into contact with the horse.

The bodies of the horses, shaped like calves, with a huge impact, still knocked them to the ground, and then were trampled by the men and horses behind.

After each person was given a head by the horse, he was killed by the Xiliang cavalry into the crowded crowd of yellow turbans.

Heavy weapons swept across, broken blades flying, and the body that couldn't retreat was torn.

Then, with the strength of their horses, the cavalrymen continued to whirl under the force, and the heavy armor rattled.

The blade he held rolled with his body, like a spinning fan, sending waves of blood from his stumps in the pile.

The sound of fighting boiled, blood soaked the ground, ripples of flesh and blood continued to spread, people crowded to kill, people fell one after another.

I can clearly see the figure of the black war horse, holding a scimitar and a spear.

A small yellow turban leader who had also been in charge of hundreds of subordinates, his arm holding the knife trembled again.

His eyes were bloodshot, his clenched teeth opened at this moment, and he suddenly let out a frightened cry of "ah-", and the psychological shadow of the past was finally magnified again.

Riding his horse and fleeing to the east, where no one was around.

The guards on both sides were stunned and looked at the back of the lifeless escape, and in the next second, the "Iron Horse Tide" suddenly pushed over, and the flesh and blood flew sideways......

And these are just one of the "glimpses" of the shock.

Gao Zhi, who was covered in blood and still dripping with his armor, had come to the forefront with a spear in his hand, and with a silent face, watching the cavalry under his command chasing and killing a large number of routs, tú shā was a foregone conclusion.

"Order the whole army, with arrows on the string, tail rank to chase and kill." Gao Zhi looked at the leaderless and collapsed form of the dragons in the distance, smiled coldly, and ordered.

Listening to the order, those charging Xiliang iron riders moved towards the gap between the left and right like the sea water at low tide.

The straight line that the other party had been running had drawn a huge arc on the earth.

The Xiliang iron horsemen silently drove the war horses to disperse, and they pulled their longbows one after another, pulling the strings and letting go as they ran.

Whoosh –

The arrows flew across the sky, intersecting with each other, some of them colliding and falling to the ground in the middle of the process, or shooting in front of them and digging into the soil, only a few of them rubbing blood on the body.

They are not white horses in the end.

Although they are both elite cavalry in the world, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry has always been strong in the style of charging, chiseling, and heavy blows.

When it comes to bows and arrows, the white horse is the strongest archer in the world.

Coupled with the nearly 100,000 Yellow Turban army, they fled in all directions at this time, so the bows and arrows of Xiliang Tieqi actually did not have the effect that Gao Zhi expected.

In fact, those who should have run have almost run it.

It's no wonder that these Xiliang army, even if 100,000 pigs run away, they need to be caught for a while, not to mention nearly 100,000 living people.

The defeated soldiers of the Yellow Turbans are already running around the mountains.

Even if the Xiliang army followed behind and chased everywhere, the gap in numbers was too big.

After all, it is impossible for one person to catch ten people anyway.

Although the soldiers of the Xiliang Army tried their best to expand the straggler line and expand the encirclement, there were still many Yellow Turban defeated soldiers who got into the mountains and forests and ran away!

Guo Da is one of the best.

More than ten miles to the west of the battlefield, the pursuit was racing against time. Under the night sky, there was a rumbling vibration in the pitch-black field, and the light of countless torches rose and fell into a torrent, which traveled from west to east, galloping rapidly.

In the wilderness and forests, occasional night birds fly up from the branches of the trees and let out a panicked cry.

The spirited cavalry collided head-on with several deserters who pounced...... Dozens...... Hundreds, after the weapons clashed, the horse's hooves trampled over the mutilated corpses and continued to pursue forward.

"The general has a leader, and whoever captures and kills Guo Da will be rewarded with ten gold!"

A horse galloped out first, and behind him, the silhouettes of the war horses rushed out one after another, and the faster they ran, the ground shook, and they let out a huge roar, and chased towards the east.

....

After a battle, time flies before you know it.

It was nearly dusk, the outline of the hills was dim in the sky, and the footsteps of people walked across the meadow, and there was a rustling sound, which was filled with the smell of blood.

At this time, the battle was almost over, and on the slightly raised slope, the horses' hooves stopped.

Gao Zhi put on a cloak with his gloves and walked towards the center of the battlefield with a strong wind, the wind was whistling, and the sound was ringing in his ears. Gao Zhi slowly lowered his hand, and the people around him who were holding guns lowered their arms.

The cold wind caressed, the fluff on the collar armor, and the cloak rattled softly.

According to the final statistics, in this battle, the main force of Baibo and the Yellow Turbans was destroyed, and more than 30,000 prisoners were captured, and those who ran away were almost 20,000.

In any case, breaking 100,000 with 30,000 is a real victory!

At this point, the dòng luàn of the Hanoi Yellow Turban has been pacified.

Next, what Gao Zhi and they need to do is to reorganize their troops and horses, collect the prisoners, and pacify the prisoners.

After all, on the battlefield at this time, the captives, basically the majority, are able to serve as a new source of replenishment.

As long as there is food and drink, over time, these bitter haha, who pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers, will definitely not pay attention to who is their new master.

It's a big deal who is strong and follows whom, they, but there is no such thing as apostasy.?