If Zuo Feng is afraid of death and returns to the court first, it is also a reason, after all, he is not in his position and does not seek his own government, Zuo Feng is not a military attaché, just flee. However, Feng Fang and Zhao Rong are different, they are both military attachés, Lu Zhi is the supreme general in this camp, and without his approval, Feng Fang and Zhao Rong left without permission. This is a first-class and first-class murderous crime of escaping!

Lu Zhi frowned, but now he didn't care about thinking about it anymore, so he decided to block the news first, and then settle accounts with these three people after the victory or defeat with the thief army!

At this time, the drumming of the Yellow Turban Thief Army sounded again. It's just that this time, the soldiers in Lu Zhi's camp no longer showed bad luck and anger when they heard it on weekdays.

The sound of the drums this time caused all the soldiers in the camp to laugh in unison.

"Except for Deputy General Guo, 5,000 soldiers and horses stayed in the camp. The rest of the soldiers obey the order! Prepare the soldiers and horses, and go out of the camp with the old man to fight!! ”

In addition to the 5,000 soldiers who stayed behind, the remaining 35,000 athletes responded with a bang, and the sound was like thunder. Lu Zhi turned over his horse, raised a sharp gun in his hand and pointed directly at the direction of the enemy formation outside the camp, and first rode his horse and galloped. Immediately afterwards, the generals of the various armies quickly reorganized their troops and horses, and followed them one after another.

Lu Zhi raised his spear high, rode his horse and galloped wildly, and the entire 35,000 soldiers and horses were led by the generals of various armies to follow him closely behind, and the huge formation was like a sea of fire and angry waves, wrapped in the power of breaking through everything, like the sky and the earth cracking, like a storm crashing on the shore, surging towards the Yellow Turban thief army in front.

"Hmph. This group of crappy soft goods finally came out to fight. The whole army is on alert and ready to fight at any time! ”

Zhang Liang saw Lu Zhi leading the army rushing from afar, and immediately snorted coldly, raised his sword and ordered. At the same time, Zhang Jiao, who was on the high platform in the distance, also saw the arrival of Lu Zhi's army, clenched the red flag in his hand, and was ready to change formations at any time.

However, as Lu Zhi's army got closer and closer, Zhang Jiao's face on the high platform changed drastically, because looking at his formation, he actually wanted to send out the whole army. If it is a normal time, the court soldiers and horses should first send half or less of the soldiers and horses to find out what is powerful, and if the time is good, the rest of the soldiers and horses will be dispatched.

Otherwise, it will be called back. It's rare that the whole army will be dispatched like this!

"Could it be that Lu Zigan, that old horseman, thought of a way to break this formation? No way! This array was created by Wu Anjun, and there were so many famous generals in the Warring States period that many of them were helpless by this array. Although Lu Zigan is extraordinary, how can he compare to famous generals like Bai Qi and Meng Tian at that time! ”

When things go wrong, there must be demons. Zhang Jiao's heart suddenly felt bad, but he didn't know where this bad thing appeared. It was in the middle of his contemplation.

The 35,000 imperial army rushed forward like a tide into the thief army, and the 35,000 army was divided into two teams, one led by Lu Zhi and Liu Panzhang and other generals rushed from the left, and the other team was led by Guan Wenxu and the Xu brothers, and rushed from the right. The two teams of soldiers and horses were arranged in the same way, with cavalry as the vanguard and spearmen at the rear.

The two groups of horses did not penetrate deep into the enemy formation, but strangled the Yellow Turban swords and spearmen on the periphery of the enemy formation. The cavalry of the vanguard of the two armies ran rapidly, and the roar of thousands of healthy horses striking the earth at the same time between heaven and earth made the whole world tremble and tremble!

The two brothers Pan Feng and Zhang Fei on the left, under Liu Bei's instructions, rushed out side by side, rode their horses and leaped past the leading Lu Zhi, and first killed the swords and spears in front of the group with the momentum of heaven and earth.

"Kill !!"

Pan Feng and Zhang Fei roared in unison, the sound was like thunder, and the one hundred and eighty mountain axes in Pan Feng's hands danced, rolling up one after another blood-colored whirlwind, wherever he passed, the flesh and blood flew horizontally, and it was not terrifying. Zhang Fei shouted, the killing intent in the head of the ring-eyed leopard was clear, and the eight snake spears in his hands were provoked extremely quickly, like black lightning flying everywhere, and the heads burst into gorgeous blood flowers under the blow of the lightning.

The left side is in full swing, but the right side is also scorching and terrifying.

The three Guan Wenxu brothers, led the 1,000 Black Wind Riders who followed closely behind, like a rolling iron stream, instantly crossed the human walls formed by thieves, sabers, and spearmen, and a thousand Black Wind rode on the horse to suppress the sharp spears, and a thousand sharp blades stabbed the cold Shuofeng, forming a suffocating forest of death guns.

Under their charge, everywhere they stepped on was corpses and broken limbs. There were constant orders from the thief formation to fill the position, but the speed of this filling position really couldn't keep up with the speed of the killing of the soldiers and horses led by the three brothers Guan Wen and Xu.

There was chaos on the left and right sides of the thief array, and Zhang Liang gritted his steel teeth when he saw it, and kept looking back at the high platform, hoping to see the red flag that would bring hope every time flutter again.

However, what made Zhang Liang hope was that he had waited for a long time, and the red flag had always stayed in one position and had not changed at all.

"Big brother! If you don't give any more instructions, once these swordsmen and spearmen are exterminated, the army of 80,000 will be finished! ”

Zhang Liang was anxious, Zhang Jiao on the high platform was even more anxious than him, he stared closely at the two imperial soldiers and horses on the left and right, waiting for them to go deep into the formation, and then he changed the formation. Unexpectedly, these two soldiers and horses stuck to the swords and spearmen outside the formation like dog skin plasters!

"No! If you continue to be passive like this, I am afraid that these swords and spearmen will die, and then this array will lose the protection of the swordsmen and spearmen, and the 30,000 archers, 10,000 yellow turban wrestlers and Zhang Liang behind the formation will be in danger! ”

Zhang Jiao's brain was spinning, and he finally made up his mind and waved the red flag in his hand. Zhang Liang, who had been waiting for a long time, saw it, and the heart that had been beating in his throat finally let go a little, and immediately passed the order, so that the swordsmen on both sides no longer blindly low-grade, but took the initiative to fight back with the enemy!

The swords and spearmen on the left and right sides continued to gather, like an angry wave swept towards the imperial court horses, these Yellow Turban thieves can stay in the base camp of Jizhou, follow the Yellow Turban leader Zhang Jiao, and the work under his hands is not bad, some are even once bandits.

With the fierce counterattack of the swords and spearmen on both sides, the soldiers and horses of the court were no longer blindly slaughtered, but entangled with them. And because of the strength of the thief army, Rao is imperial army has unworldly fierce generals like Pan Zhang, Guan Xu and others, and he had to be suppressed by him. After all, no matter how strong a person is, he also has a foundation.

Fierce generals like Pan Zhangguan Xu rushed too forward, and the surroundings were densely packed with enemy swords and gunners. These swordsmen were all undaunted and charged at them.

Moreover, among these swordsmen and gunners, there were also some fierce men who had experience in warfare, and they knew that to deal with such a fierce general, they had to deal with their mounts first, and hurriedly shouted and cut off the horse's legs. Pan Zhangguan Xu was besieged by enemy soldiers, and he had to protect his horses, but he was also forced to use all his strength, constantly wielding the murderous weapon in his hand.

For a time, the crowds of the imperial army and the thief army were intertwined and devoured each other. The number of centaurs on both sides is constantly decreasing, and the centaurs on both sides are red-eyed, at this time, as long as one side occupies the momentum, it can win the final victory.

It's like a never-ending slaughter. The shouts and screams of killing were incessant, and with every second that passed, dozens of people fell, losing their precious lives. The soldiers on both sides, stepping on the corpses of the dead robes, constantly rushed one after another under the collision of Tiege! Rush! Rush!

"His grandmother's! Grandpa Zhang doesn't believe that he can't kill all these thieves waiting for you! ”

Zhang Fei's horses were frantically besieged by the thief army, and Rao was Zhang Fei intended to protect them, but he was still shot nearly dozens of times and finally bled to death. Zhang Fei jumped off the horse, the leopard's eyes showed a terrifying light, and there were thieves everywhere he looked, Zhang Fei shouted violently, and swept through thousands of troops with one move, swept out a whirlwind, and swept away nearly dozens of people.

And Pan Feng not far from him, Pan Feng's martial arts are superb, a few points better than Zhang Fei, and he has the power of nine bulls and two tigers. Although under the protection of the enemy troops, their horses were protected. But Pan Feng's body was too heavy, and the mountain axe in his hand was one hundred and eighty pounds, and in one of Pan Feng's charges, he foamed at the mouth and died of exhaustion.

Those thieves, seeing Pan Feng dismounted, immediately hugged him. However, what they didn't expect was that Pan Feng, who got off the horse, did not reduce his power at all, and one hundred and eighty giant axes of the mountain were opened, and when the axe fell, even the ground had to be split. Pan Feng had a cold face, like a god general who was in the sky, with infinite power, and he slashed down one after another, and the slash was like a thunderbolt, killing these enemy soldiers with fear, and his soul flew in all directions.

And the three Guan Wenxu brothers, who were alone in a corner, ushered in waves of enemy siege tides. Before this battle, Wen Han had already taken off the twenty catties of inner armor he wore on weekdays, and his body became extremely light, and he had a feeling of being as light as a swallow, and the speed of the gun was nearly twice as fast as usual, picking out one gun after another, although his martial arts were not as good as the two brothers Guan Xu, but he was still able to stick to his position. The three Guan Wenxu brothers were in the same corner, sweeping each other, forming an unbreakable strangulation zone.

The battle situation in the field can be described as tragic and extraordinary. After killing the horses of the two sides for two hours, most of them were exhausted, and now they insisted on most of the soldiers on both sides in one breath, each with different ideas.

However, for the side of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, the Thief Army is still a thief army after all, although they belong to the most elite soldiers and horses in the Yellow Turban Thief Army, but for these well-trained court officers and soldiers, the combat power is still much worse. The speed of consumption of the Yellow Turban Thief Army is a few points faster than that of the imperial court official army.

If it weren't for the fact that they were more numerous than the imperial army, I was afraid that after these two hours of fierce fighting, the Yellow Turban Army would be defeated. At this moment, the military horses on both sides are still alive, most of the soldiers are covered with bloodstains, their bodies are covered with pieces of flesh that I don't know whether they are the enemy or their robes, and their hands are numb and painful.

Zhang Jiao on the high platform was dyed by the blood light in the field, and his facial features seemed to be red. Zhang Jiao's face was constantly twitching, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood, and in these two hours, he had nearly 50,000 sword and spearmen under his command, and almost half of them had been lost. Twenty-five thousand, twenty-five thousand!

Zhang Jiao couldn't care less about hating the other party's leading general, Lu Zhi, at this time, he just wanted to end this war of attrition as soon as possible!

Zhang Jiao thought about this, pinched the heartache, and shook the red flag again.

Zhang Liang, who was in the formation, saw the red flag waving on the high platform, and immediately understood the meaning of Zhang Jiao. Zhang Liang watched the battle at close range, holding back the fire in his heart. It's better to ride out and kill than to watch his sons die right here.