"Alas, don't mention this, Gongming, you go and rectify the soldiers and horses, Hu Cai and Li Le are not worth it for us to cut off the queen for them." Yang Fengchang exhaled a breath of turbidity and stretched.

“... Promise! ”

Seeing that Yang Feng seemed to be prepared, Xu Huang didn't say anything more, clasped his hands into fists, said goodbye to his own commander, and took dozens of guards to patrol the rear on a war horse.

After all, once he belongs to the chasing army, he is undoubtedly the one who is ready to be cut off by the Lord Yang Feng.

In the case of pursuing troops in the rear, it is better to take precautions.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Hu Cai and Li Le, who were also from the Baibo Yellow Turban, they would have been urged tightly.

Xu Huang will even choose to let the troops slow down and prepare some "welcome gifts" for the pursuers who may exist behind.

But now...

It's better to do a good job of patrolling first, and speed up the march by the way!

Shaking his head, Xu Huang clamped his legs and drove the horse to accelerate.

....

Another half-hour march.

The roads are wide, but there are few people.

The Baibo and Yellow Turban Army under Yang Feng marched all the way west to the corner of a dense forest under the mountain.

Suddenly, Xu Huang was startled for no reason, and a strong warning appeared in his heart, and the cold and biting chill penetrated into the bone marrow.

Xu Huang made a decision immediately, and with a hard tug of his arm, he strangled the galloping horse under his crotch.

The horse that was running happily was pulled by Xu Huang like this, and let out a loud and piercing whistling sound in pain, raised its two front hooves and kicked twice in the air, stomped heavily on the ground, and raised a few wisps of dust.

Could it be... A pursuer has arrived?!

Xu Huang subconsciously looked to the rear, but to his rejoice, there was no trace of the pursuers in the rear.

Since there are no pursuers, where does this warning come from?

Out of the intuition of a martial artist, Xu Huang faintly felt that someone was peeping in the forest on the side, and even revealed a few traces of silent killing intent.

“……”

Silently staring at the forest for a long time, he walked over quietly, looking for the source of that trace of killing intent, and his intuition told him: There is a strong enemy in the forest!

Xu Huang is not a conceited person, but he is quite confident in his martial arts.

As the first fierce general under Yang Feng's command, he once confronted a few days ago, and the small force sent by Niu Fu pursued the soldiers, and cut down the vanguard under his account in only three rounds, so he was rewarded by Yang Feng.

But a character like him faintly felt a lot of pressure at this moment.

What exactly is the reason?

Suspicious, Xu Huang almost turned the entire forest, but unexpectedly did not find anything wrong.

Could it be that I've been too nervous these days?

Slightly relieved, Xu Huang was about to return the same way, and suddenly seemed to notice something, squatted down and reached out to stroke the weeds on the ground, and he found that the grass on the ground showed signs of being eaten.

In the forest, there are indeed people!

At this moment, before Xu Huang could give a warning, he suddenly killed a Biao army in the rear of the Yellow Turban Army.

The first person is the first to take the lead, wielding a silver spear, no one is the enemy of one of his moves, and it is majestic.

The whole situation, all of a sudden, became chaotic!

"Stop, stop! Turn around and don't mess around! The position of the Chinese army, Yang Feng at this time also noticed that the rear of his house was disordered, and the situation was not good, and he suddenly shouted hoarsely.

But only a few people could hear him in the chaos of the battlefield, and dozens of guards huddled together, escorting him, but they could not give the others a sense of security, so that they could not be surprised.

Over there, the iron cavalry that rushed into the rear army array of the White Wave Yellow Turban quickly began to exert its might, and hundreds of long lances stabbed forward, like a huge scythe, cutting down the White Wave Yellow Turban soldiers in the rear army position in pieces.

The Yellow Turban generals of the rear army, scolding loudly, rushed forward with his brothers, trying to delay the advance of the enemy army and buy time for the regrouping of troops and horses.

But the outcome of the battle was not entirely determined by courage, and the cavalry in front easily scattered the dead soldiers led by him, and then Gao Zhi met him with a column of horses and spears.

Although he was full of courage, the martial arts of the generals of the rear army were far inferior to the generals who attacked, and as soon as they took a shot, they were shot through the body and fell to their deaths.

At the same time, Xu Huang's former army, which was preparing to send horses back to help, was also attacked by a rain of arrows.

They were desperately blocking and struggling to turn, and for a while, they had no time to rescue the rear army.

I could only watch the chaotic robe in the distance, dodging and wailing in the long lance of the forest, and my heart was anxious.

They shouted and marched forward, but they couldn't rush to the rescue.

The distance is too far, although the number of the Yellow Turban Army is characterized by the fact that it can fully deploy its forces.

However, in this way, the movement of troops before and after has become the biggest trouble.

After all, it took a cup of tea to go around at the speed of those raiding cavalry, and it took a cup of tea to detour and raid, not to mention that they were the attacked Yellow Turban Army, hurrying with their feet?

One, two, three...... It's just a moment of stunned work.

The White Wave Yellow Turban Army was stunned to find that there were enemy troops everywhere around them, and there were deadly lances everywhere.

The bright spear swallowed the cold light, and wherever it passed, it brought up a large wave of blood, and then quickly shook again, getting rid of the previous victim, and finding the next unfortunate person, taking his life.

These soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were forced to retreat continuously, and they continued to lose manpower in the process of retreating.

Li Qiu, the Yellow Turban general in charge of the Yellow Turban Army's rearguard, rushed left and right with his personal bravery, but he could save this, but he couldn't save that......

Killing up, Li Qiu pulled out the big knife in his hand, quickly swirled, blocked the long lance stabbed from the left, and then quickly turned around, and knocked the lance from the right side with the war knife.

His martial arts are also some of the strongest in the Yellow Turban Army, and if he fights alone, he will not be afraid of anyone except General Xu Huang.

Only now, he's in trouble...

Before he could withdraw his sword, two fast horses rushed in like a whirlwind, and the third and fourth lances stabbed out like lightning. Pierced him in the thigh.

"Ahh Li Qiu roared like a beast, his voice poignant and high-pitched.

But the iron horsemen did not look at him, and skillfully drew their spears. The horse rushed to the next opponent.

A fountain of blood erupted from the wound on Li Qiu's leg, dyeing countless raindrops red.

He stumbled on horseback, swaying like drunk, but he refused to fall. Just desperately wielding the war knife in his hand.

But his angry shouts continued, and several long lances pierced his chest at the same time, lifting his body up and raising it high into the air, and several riders used force at the same time, throwing the corpse of the enemy far away.

The combat effectiveness of these iron horsemen is terrifying!

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