"Phew~, drive!"

After a simple discernment and a rough confirmation of the direction, Gao Zhi urged the horse to speed up and go straight to the direction of the Baibo Yellow Turban Chinese Army Camp.

As we all know, no matter what dynasty it is, the commander flag is the soul of an army.

What the flag refers to, invincible.

This sentence, when placed on the battlefield, is no longer just a sentence or a description in a text.

Whether it is on the march or on the battlefield, the meaning of the Chinese military camp tent and the banner is incomparable and crucial.

Correspondingly, once the flag falls, the morale of the army will definitely plummet.

Even if the flag is really just blown to the ground by the strong wind, it is a very heavy blow to the morale of the army.

At this time, only a small elite force is needed, and the attack runs through, even if there are not many soldiers and horses, but it will bring unspeakable pressure to the attacked army.

Because, the order flag is not only a symbol of status, but also an invisible link to transmit orders and maintain the operation of the army.

When the flag is flying, the army runs like an arm and a finger, as if it were one, with high efficiency and orderly advance and retreat.

And when the banner falls, or is damaged, the three armies are paralyzed.

The army, unable to receive orders, fell into disarray.

At such a time, not only can the order not be delivered in time, but it will also make the soldiers lose the goal of the battle, which is undoubtedly quite fatal for the army.

In this case, unless the commander in the army has an invincible prestige, he will not be able to turn the tide of defeat by relying on his usual command alone.

Just like now, not to mention the heavy blow to the hearts of the Yellow Turban soldiers, the steps of the battle have also been completely disrupted.

But when this is the case, it is the time to truly test the quality of an army.

Because the experienced veterans knew that at this time, all they needed to do was to immediately stop the fight against the enemy army and reorganize the formation with the surrounding Tongze.

At that time, they who have the advantage in numbers can attack and retreat, and they can be completely invincible.

But unfortunately, most of these Yellow Turban soldiers are just ordinary people or rural farmers, and they have not undergone much strict and standardized training.

Under such panic, the already chaotic formation became more and more chaotic, and from time to time a large group of people could be seen huddled together, in a dilemma and at a loss.

"What a bunch of rubbish!"

Looking at the tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers under his command, they were easily disrupted by the other party's three or four thousand people, and they were defeated and retreated.

This made Han Xian, who was in the direction of the big tent of the Chinese army, annoyed in his heart, and inexplicably felt a panic.

Pacing back and forth, frowning, thinking about it, a look of pain and tangle flashed on his face.

In the end, Han Xian, who hesitated repeatedly, still took out a small black flag from his arms and pointed forward.

Immediately, three hundred burly soldiers suddenly stood up.

These burly Yellow Turban soldiers, all of whom were sturdy and powerful, lined up to block ahead.

"Kill!" Han Xian, whose face was painful, gritted his teeth ruthlessly and waved the small black flag in his hand.

As soon as the words fell, the three hundred burly soldiers took steps almost at the same time, and with a face full of indifference, they rushed towards the surging Xiliang cavalry that was raging on the battlefield.

It can be vaguely seen that while these soldiers are running quickly, many people who are charging at the forefront are reaching into their arms, taking out something, and stuffing it into their big mouths.

"You guys, support me, let's go west!"

Looking at the three hundred burly yellow turban soldiers who had already run away, the tangled look on Han Xian's face disappeared and he regained his indifference.

He who ordered those Yellow Turban soldiers to step forward to meet and kill the enemy, but he, with dozens of guards, retreated quietly to the west.

...

At this time, Gao Zhi over there had just driven his horse to the front of the Chinese army's big tent.

Suddenly, out of the corner of Gao Zhi's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the cold light in the tent, and when he turned his head to look, he saw two burly yellow turban soldiers holding machetes in their hands, rushing towards him.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" With a cold snort, Gao Zhi pulled the reins of his horse, and at the same time waved the spear in his hand, only to see a fine iron spear attack fiercely.

Surprisingly, the two Yellow Turban soldiers only slipped backwards for a moment or so before coming to a halt.

You must know that in the previous competition, even those ordinary generals in the Xiliang Army could not resist the strength of Gao Zhi's guns now!

"Huh?" Gao Zhi's eyes showed a little surprise, and he glanced at the eyes of the two of them that were like death, and suddenly understood in his heart.

In Gao Zhi's interested gaze, the two Yellow Turban wrestlers took out a small dark green pill from their arms and threw it into their mouths.

Immediately, the muscles on their bodies suddenly swelled, and looking at the rich qi that permeated their bodies, it was hard to imagine that these were just two ordinary soldiers.

"Interesting."

Gao Zhi simply turned over and dismounted, and stuck the spear into the ground with one hand.

The Yellow Turban soldier who was knocked down over there waved his fists and picked up bursts of fierce fist wind, like an eagle striking the sky and a tiger pounced on food, and hit Gao Zhi again.

Bang!

The strong wind was wanton, the dust was flying, and the Yellow Turban soldier shook his whole body, his arm was slightly numb, and he involuntarily took three steps back.

"It's a little interesting, so let's do it another way, and come again!" Gao Zhi looked at the two soldiers and felt their strength.

Meaningful, his whole body was surging with anger, like a demon god, running wildly and howling.

"Bang bang bang!"

Fists and feet intersected, and a fierce wind tore through the air.

After the outbreak of Qi Gang, the two Yellow Turban soldiers who were only strengthened by the drug Cì Jī were shocked to death by Gao Zhi's Qi Gang due to the limited increase in external force.

"Cut, it turns out that it's just a simple increase in strength, and when you use Qi Gang, you can't resist it?"

"Drive!"

Shaking his head, he turned over his horse, pulled out his spear, Gao Zhi turned the horse's head, and continued to chase Han Xian.

"Kill!"

The elite of the yellow scarf who was supporting Han Xian paused and saw Gao Zhi chasing after him, and reflexively gave a loud shout.

The gun flashed, Gao Zhi raised his hand to hold the spear, and suddenly stabbed out a shot.

This shot, with only a simple stab, was as swift as thunder, and as furious as fire, through the void, straight towards the current Yellow Turban soldier.

"When! Click! The back of the knife shattered, and the arm of the Yellow Turban soldier was also broken by the impact.

With a turn of the spear in his hand, Gao Zhi stabbed at the opponent's weakly hanging right arm, he thought that he could force the opponent back, but to the shocking person, the yellow turban wrestler was impartial and met him head-on.

Hearing a snort, the spear in Gao Zhi's hand stabbed into the opponent's right shoulder and passed through his body.

Before he could come back to his senses, the Yellow Turban wrestler raised the broken knife that had been exchanged in his left hand and continued to slash at Gao Zhi.

Looking at the bright long knife, Gao Zhi was shocked, and drew his spear, but was shocked to find that the other party actually clamped his gun with the muscles on his shoulder.

"Dead man!"

Looking at the yellow turban soldier opposite, with a strange expression that did not feel any pain at all, these two words suddenly appeared in Gao Zhi's heart.