Chapter Ninety-One: The End of the Yellow Turban

"Reinforcements have arrived!" Dian Wei saw that Yao Jie personally led the troops to come, and yelled at the soldiers around him, and for a while, the entire Guangzong City was boiling.

Zhang Liang looked at the cavalry of the conquest army that had become a surge, his body shook a few times, and he almost fell, he knew that his end had probably come.

"Guan Hai, I'll leave it to you here!" Zhang Liang patted Guan Hai's shoulder and walked into Guangzong City.

Soon, he reacted with a shocked face and shouted loudly: "Retreat to the city, they are all cavalry, don't panic!" ”

It was only the Yellow Turban Army, who had begun to be chaotic, that remembered that the inner city gate had been closed, could these cavalry still be able to fly over?

Yao Jie didn't have a confused mind, his cavalry didn't enter the urn city, the city gate inside had been closed, isn't it just to be a target when he goes in now? His aim was simply to force the Yellow Turbans back and buy time for the infantry to arrive.

"Lord, evil is fortunate not to be dishonored!" Dian Wei came to Yao Jie and saluted.

"Evil, hard work, you and the soldiers are good!" Yao Jie looked at the nearly 100 remaining soldiers of the conquest army around Dian Wei, and couldn't help but feel a sour eye.

Half an hour later, Yang Hu arrived with 20,000 conquest infantry, accompanied by 5,000 Cao troops led by Cao Cao.

"Immediately go up to the city wall and enter Guangzong City!" Yao Jie's spear pointed at Guangzong Dao.

Dense conscription troops climbed the city walls and slaughtered the city.

"Kill!" The captives easily captured the inner city wall, mainly because Guan Hai had already ordered the city wall to be abandoned and prepared for street fighting with the captive army.

"Boom!" The inner city gate was opened by the captive army, and countless captive troops poured into Gwangjong City with weapons.

"General Ben is going to have dinner in Guangzong City tonight!" Yao Jie smiled vigorously.

"Up, we have no way back, behind is the great sage and good teacher, and behind is the Digong general!" Guan Hai saw that the Yellow Turban Army was defeated and retreated by the captive army, and he couldn't help shouting in a hurry.

However, they were doomed to be unable to stop the rout, although the Yellow Turban Army still had 40,000 people, but the conscription army had 20,000 infantry and nearly 10,000 cavalry, and 5,000 Cao troops to participate in the battle, which was not much worse than the Yellow Turban Army.

"Yellow Turban Lux, follow me to assault!" Guan Hai shouted and rode out, and five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers followed him without the slightest hesitation, and the other Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to have been infected, and they raised their knives to kill back.

"Kill!" Guan Hai slashed the two soldiers of the conscription army with a knife, and killed and injured dozens of people in the blink of an eye, and the Yellow Turban wrestlers did not retreat at all, roaring forward, and for a time they actually killed the conscription army and the Cao army and kept retreating.

Suddenly, the battlefield was quiet, Guan Hai saw that the conquest army in front of him slowly separated, making way for a way, and a young general holding a spear with a thick bowl and wearing black armor stepped forward, Guan Hai knew that this was the supreme commander of the conquest army, the conquest general Yao Jie.

Yao Jie pointed his spear at Guan Hai and waved his hand contemptuously, Guan Hai also understood the disdain in the other party's eyes, and said angrily: "Thief, dare to bully me like this!" ”

Then regardless of the dissuasion of others around him, he single-handedly took Yao Jie.

"Ho!" Yao Jie caught the black wind and also rushed towards Guan Hai.

"Yikes!" Guan Hai used all his strength to slash Huashan at Yao Jie's head, Yao Jie easily blocked the blow with his spear, and there was no discomfort in his hand, on the other hand, Guan Hai's face was flushed, obviously injured by this anti-shock force.

"Whew!" Yao Jie's chiseled gold tiger head spear stabbed at Guan Hai's chest without stopping, Guan Hai hurriedly waved his knife to resist, but the long knife slashed on the spear only deviated from the direction of a little, Yao Jie's shot still easily pierced Guan Hai's right shoulder, the head of the gun pierced from behind, and then without waiting for Guan Hai to react, he picked up his whole person and flew up, and a shot smashed into his chest, smashing him upside down and flying seven or eight meters away.

"Poof!" Guan Hai, who had slid on the ground for a distance, was helped up by several Yellow Turban soldiers, and before he could stand firmly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then the whole person withered.

"Die!" Yao Jie still didn't let go of Guan Hai, took the strong bow from the hand of his own soldier, and pointed an arrow at Guan Hai's back, although a Guan Hai personal soldier helped Guan Hai block an arrow in time, but because the arrow shot by Yao Jie was extremely powerful, the arrow easily passed through the soldier, pierced Guan Hai's back heart, and fixed the two directly together, Guan Hai, who was already bloody, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and then trembled and wanted to say a few words, but unfortunately he died before the words were spoken.

"Attack with all your troops!" Yao Jie took advantage of the shock of the Yellow Turban Army to launch a decisive attack, although there were hundreds of Yellow Turban wrestlers desperately blocked, but the other Yellow Turban soldiers were deeply shocked by the scene just now, and they did not have the courage to continue fighting at all, only a quarter of an hour later, the Yellow Turban Wrestlers were all killed, and the conscription army crossed their corpses towards Zhang Liang's mansion to kill, and the other attacking troops had arrived outside the mansion early because there was no strong enemy to block them, and surrounded them.

"How many people are in there!" Yao Jie asked Cao Cao nearby.

"Three hundred at most!" Zhang Liang's mansion is not particularly large, and I am afraid that there will not be too many people in it, and all other places in Guangzong City have been cleared.

"Zhang Liang, you can't escape anymore, obediently lead your neck to be killed!" Yao Jie shouted towards the mansion, but did not get the slightest response.

Yao Jie shook his head, didn't say anything, just waved his hand, hundreds of soldiers of the conscription army directly slammed open the door and rushed in, until a two-story building in the center of the building did not see people, the small building was full of firewood, and oil was poured on it, there were nearly 100 Zhang Liang's personal guards nearby, and Zhang Liang was sitting on the roof alone and drinking.

"He's going to set himself on fire, stop him!" Yao Jie soon discovered Zhang Liang's purpose, Zhang Liang knew that he would definitely die if he surrendered, and he would inevitably be whipped if he committed suicide, and the best way was to leave his bones without his bones, and he would also avoid humiliation.

Without hesitation, the conquest army rushed up to engage Zhang Liang's own soldiers, and Zhang Liang laughed and said: "It's late, hahaha, it's late!" Zhang Liang picked up the torch that had been prepared and threw it on the firewood, and with the help of the oil oil, it soon ignited a skyrocketing fire, looking at such a big fire, Yao Jie knew that it was too late to put out the fire, so he could only watch Zhang Liang being engulfed by the fire.

Yao Jie shook his head and said regretfully: "From now on, it will be difficult for the Yellow Turban Army to succeed!" This vigorous peasant uprising came to an end, and the remaining remnants of the Yellow Turbans were nothing to worry about.

Afterwards, Yao Jie did not find Zhang Liang's body, it is estimated that it has been burned to ashes, and Zhang Jiao's body has not been found, it is very likely that it was hidden, maybe a roadside lonely grave is the grave of the former leader of the peasant uprising, but it is better than being whipped by the Han army.