Liang Zhongning heard the sound and looked back, it was Liao Hua, the general under his account.

Although Liang Zhongning didn't wait to see Liao Hua, he thought that Liao Hua was not decisive enough to obey his orders, and always put forward his own opinions, but Liang Zhongning still recognized his martial arts. In Wuyan City, except for himself, no one dared to say that he was better than Liao Hua, whether it was Du Yuan or Pei Yuanshao.

"Okay, Liao Hua, you go and fight, pay attention to the flying stones." Liang Zhongning stopped his horse and shouted at Liao Hua.

"Yes."

Liao Hua picked up the stainless steel broadsword, shook his spirit, drove the horse into the battle, and took Zhang Qing directly.

Zhang Qingzheng was stationed in the horse formation, the horizontal gun was immediate, and when he saw another general, he ran in, and hit the door of Liao Huamian with his hand, like a flying fire meteor, and as urgent as a lightning bolt. Liao Hua hurriedly raised the stainless steel broadsword to block, "dang", hit the edge of the knife, and burst out of the spark.

Liao Hua shouted: "You can beat others, how can you hit me?" "Keep the horse closer.

The two horses were staggered, Liao Hua held up the stainless steel broadsword, and a new moon slashed out, and the shadow of the knife was heavy, Zhang Qing couldn't block it, one leaned back, hiding in the stirrup, but Liao Hua cut it empty. In a row, the two horses staggered by, Zhang Qing took the opportunity to find a round pebble again, and shouted: "Look at the fight!" The flying stone threw out sharply backwards, carrying the sound of breaking the sky and striking behind Liao Hua.

Liao Hua slashed the air, and said secretly in his heart: "Oops." So he was terrified, vigilant, and heard the wind behind him, and he also borrowed his strength to lean over the horse's back and dodge, and the round pebbles grazed Liao Hua's ears, scraping his ears painfully. Liao Hua touched his ears, a few traces of blood in his hand, he was furious, pulled the reins of the horse suddenly, swept the horse's body, and shouted: "How can you be a good man only with the small skills of carving insects?" There is a kind of sword and gun battle. ”

The jade-faced Zhang Qing also turned his horse around, heard Liao Hua's call, raised his head and laughed, and said: "Then let you, a thief, see the marksmanship of the general." ”

After saying this, the two generals still spoke again, and they both roared and slapped their horses together. Zhang Qing clenched the white pear spear with both hands, shook the spear, turned into an abyssal white jiao, and swallowed the other party; Liao Hua held up the stainless steel broadsword and slashed down fiercely, full of energy, like a silver dragon, the air flow stirred and roared.

"Bang" knives and guns collided fiercely, Liao Hua's muscles were strong, Kong Wu was powerful, the gravity of the knife was heavy, and he borrowed the power of the split. Zhang Qing stabbed out the spear and swung it violently, suddenly felt that his arms were numb, and his mouth ached, and he said secretly: "This yellow turban thief will have good strength." ”

The two continued to fight, one was strong and capable, the other was skilled in marksmanship, and the two fought for dozens of rounds, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser. Seeing that it was not momentum, Zhang Qing abandoned the pear flower gun with his right hand and stretched out to the bag, shouting: "Look at the fight!" ”

Where did Liao Huaben dare to do it with all his might, his eyes always stared at Zhang Qing's palm, and he saw that his hand was stretched out to the brocade, he was already vigilant, and when he waved his hand, where did he dare to fight again, one leaned over and hid in the stirrup to avoid the flying stone.

"Hahaha......" Zhang Qingying raised her eyebrows, showed her white teeth and laughed, and shouted, "Ben Jiang didn't beat you." Laughing, he abandoned Liao Hua and ran back to his camp.

Liao Hua was so angry by Zhang Qing's false move that he was so angry that he had a lot of hair, waved his big knife indiscriminately, and shouted and scolded: "Don't go, fight for another 300 rounds." ”

"There's a kind of you're chasing." Zhang Qing ignored it, and only shouted in response from the front.

Liao Hua was so angry that he vomited blood, he was about to pat the horse's back, and was about to catch up, but there was a spirit in his heart, he stopped, no longer angry, and only shouted loudly: "Don't go, come back and fight again." ”

Zhang Qing didn't come back, but shouted: "There is a kind of chasing." ”

"It's kind of coming back and fighting again!" Liao Hua just doesn't chase.

The two were separated by hundreds of paces, only shouting and provoking, but they were both unwilling to move forward, forming a strange confrontation scene.

The guards behind Zhang Qing shouted in unison: "There is a kind of chasing, and there is a kind of chasing." ……”

Liao Hua laughed: "If you have to chase me, isn't it a fraud?" He stopped bickering, and turned his horse back into the line.

Liang Zhongning was in front of the battle early and shouted, "Why doesn't General Liao chase after him?" ”

Liao Hua immediately replied: "The official army is like Xicheng, and they are undefeated and left, and there is fear that there will be an ambush." ”

Liang Zhongning nodded, his beard shook for a while, and he praised again and again: "Those who are wise and brave, Liao Huaye." ”

As he spoke, he saw that the guards on the opposite side were slowly and orderly retreating, and Liang Zhongning passed down the order, regardless of the officers and soldiers, to return to the city and monitor him.

It is said that the Yellow Turban Army returned to Wuyan City, leaving more than 1,000 soldiers to defend the city at the head of the southern city, and the rest of the soldiers were disbanded and returned to the camp for a short rest, and they were ordered not to disarm, and they must fight again.

As soon as Pu returned home, as soon as he sat down, he held the teapot and poured water and drank tea in the future. A yellow turban scout ran into the Prime Minister's Mansion in a panic and reported loudly: "Dashuai, Dashuai, there are thousands of officers and soldiers outside the northern city who have come to fight." ”

"Damn!" Liang Zhongning was so angry that he smashed the teapot to the ground, and with a "bang", the broken porcelain fragments were torn apart, and the tea splashed all over the ground, and he screamed like thunder, "The officials and soldiers are treacherous, what is the conspiracy in this way?" ”

"What's the conspiracy?" He asked the first many generals and the marshals of the various armies.

The Yellow Turbans looked left and right and shook their heads. These Yellow Turban generals are all from the lower classes, so it's okay for them to charge into battle, how can they tell the reason for what the officials and soldiers have done?

"Damn, what is the idea of that official army?" Du Yuan scolded indistinctly. He had already wrapped the bridge of his nose with white silk, the injury was on his face, and he was unharmed, but there were still blood stains oozing out, and his face was red and white, which was very good-looking.

Pei Yuanshao was also wrapped, he hurt his lips, his lips were swollen and broken like a pig, where could he open his mouth, and he only said "uh-huh" on the side, expressing his annoyance.

Liao Hua thought for a moment, stepped out of the ranks, and arched his hand and said, "Dashuai...... Isn't it a plan for the officers and soldiers to make the soldiers tired? ”

"Tired of soldiers?" Liang Zhongning was stunned.

"Damn, didn't you say earlier that the official army was a trick to lure the enemy? You don't want to talk nonsense and confuse the handsome, what should you be guilty of? Du Yuan buzzed, extremely vague.

Liao Hua said coldly: "Then you say, what do the officers and soldiers mean?" ”

"I don't know......" Du Yuan was a bachelor, and replied directly, he continued to shout, "The handsome will get the idea, I'll listen to the handsome." "Huhu, this Du Yuan didn't forget to sell a favor to Qu Shuai.

"Really?" Liao Hua was cold, so he stopped talking.

"Dashuai...... Da Shuai...... The officers and soldiers outside the north gate shouted, if they don't fight, they will attack the city. A scout dossy ran into the hall and shouted.

"Damn, whatever he means, just kill him." Liang Zhongning became irritable, and he ordered loudly, "After a while, the old battalion iron cavalry and I will rush and kill the officers and soldiers, see if he dares to come back and provoke." Well, remember a truth, if the officers and soldiers escape, do not chase too far to prevent ambushes. Yes, exactly. ”

"Yes." The yellow turbans under his command clasped their fists and shouted, answering in unison.

Before long, the suspension bridge of the saltless Beicheng was slowly lowered, the city gate was opened, and Liang Zhongning led thousands of yellow turban iron to ride out of the city. Looking at the plains outside the city, thousands of officers and soldiers were already lined up in a row, with flags fluttering in the wind, and flags reading "The First Battalion of the Escort Army" and "The Second Battalion of the Escort Army."

In front of him, two horsemen stood on horseback. These two generals are tall and majestic, with bulging muscles and extraordinary might. One of them has a bare green head, a big beard, a straight nose and a wide mouth, wearing cowhide half-body armor, revealing thick and strong arms, and holding a water-milled iron Zen staff with both hands, it is Lu Zhishen, the general of the first battalion of the Guards Infantry Army. The other general was draped in hair with a golden hoop, dignified and energetic, with golden eyes showing golden light, holding two iron snowflake ring knives in his hands, needless to say that he was the second battalion of the infantry army was fighting Hu Wu Song.

Lu Zhishen was shouting loudly, like a bell: "Which one will fight to the death with the Sprinkle family?" ”

Liang Zhongning smiled coldly and scolded: "The officers and soldiers are cunning, which one will fight you to the death." He waved his big hand back and shouted: "Yellow Turban warriors, the officers and soldiers are just these thousands of men and horses, mostly infantry, and they are charging with me. Kill! ”

"Kill! ......" Thousands of soldiers of the old Yellow Turban battalion raised their swords and guns, roared, and the roar soared into the sky. The hooves of thousands of war horses roared, first soothing, then hurried, and then like a violent storm, "rumbling ......and rumbling", the earth trembled, the war horses neighed, and the rolling smoke and dust were raised, and the mountains and tsunamis rushed towards the officers and soldiers.

"Shoot!" Wu Song saw that the Yellow Turban Iron Rider was approaching, and he was not afraid, waved his left hand, and roared loudly.

In an instant, the countless crossbows of the "Xiu Xiu ......" carried the sound of breaking wind and the grim smile of death, shooting towards the Yellow Turban Cavalry, like a dark cloud covering it, and the torrential rain poured down.

Under the rain of arrows, the Yellow Turban cavalry charged collectively, relying on the swords and guns in their hands on the one hand, and relying on the blessing of God on the other. If the sword and gun can't be blocked, if God doesn't open his eyes to bless him, then the face is the bow and arrow into the body. "Ah......h

After the two rounds of arrow rain, the Yellow Turban Iron Cavalry had already rushed in, and the torrent of iron and blood slammed into the escort infantry array.

"Ah......h

Countless spears pierced out of the shield and slammed into the bodies of the war horses in the front row, the war horses were in pain, screaming and falling hard, and the yellow turban cavalry on their bodies were suddenly overturned to the ground, or stabbed to death by spears, or trampled by their own iron hooves, blood splattered, red and white.

There were also countless guards and soldiers who were violently charged by the rapid impact and flew high, their spears were broken, their shields were shattered, and the armor and bodies on their bodies were like paper paste, easily torn, blood was thrown, and screams were endless. The entire infantry camp was already stirred up by the Yellow Turban Iron Horse, and the two sides trembled in one place.

"Kill!" Lu Zhishen roared out a loud roar, the copper bell widened his eyes angrily, and he raised his iron Zen staff and slapped it heavily at a yellow turban iron rider who rushed over, and the yellow turban iron rider didn't even have time to scream, his head was smashed by the Zen staff, like a broken watermelon, and white brains and red blood splashed everywhere. With the offensive of the next shot, the water mill iron Zen staff waved in all directions, waving out a lot of phantoms, and suddenly, the screams in all directions shook the sky, and the Yellow Turban cavalry in all directions were swept in with broken bones and limbs, and in an instant Lu Zhishen swept out of a vacant land, the war horses were still there, and the knights fell to the ground and turned into unjust souls.