Looking at the piled up corpses of the Yellow Turban Army at Zhang Fei's feet, most of the Yellow Turban Army generals wisely ignored his words, but there were always guys with bad brains who jumped out.

"I'm Zhao Shi, the general of the Yellow Turban Army, and I'm here to get your dog's head, ah!" Before the coin was finished, Zhao Xi became a headless corpse, and only an ownerless war horse was left nearby, as if mourning for his master.

"Who else? Hahaha! Who else? Zhang Fei laughed wildly.

A Yellow Turban Army general clutched the spear in his hand, his hands white but not relaxed.

Finally, the general looked at Zhang Fei's eyes and couldn't help it, so he rode his horse and rushed towards Zhang Fei, and at the same time said, "I'm ...... Forehead! ”

Before he finished speaking, he was stabbed into the chest by Zhang Fei with a spear, and blood continued to gush out of his chest and mouth and nose. ”

This scene deeply shocked everyone in the Yellow Turban Army, and for the first time they knew that Yang Hu, who had defeated Zhou Cang three times, and Yao Jie, who captured Yang Bin with one shot, had such fierce generals in addition to them, and for a while all the Yellow Turban Army were drumming in their hearts.

"Will the Yellow Turbans really be able to win this battle?" This is the doubt in the hearts of all the Yellow Turbans.

"If you don't descend at this time, when will you wait, do you want to wait for me to kill you one by one?" Zhang Fei saw that the Yellow Turban Army around him was stunned, and he couldn't help but stare at him, and shouted in his mouth.

After his drink, many of the frightened Yellow Turban Army threw down their weapons, and the remaining Yellow Turban Army fell into a further decline, and the captive army and the Yellow Turban Army were defeated and retreated, and more and more desperate Yellow Turban Army joined the ranks of surrender.

In the end, the Yellow Turban Army, which had less than 10,000 people left, was surrounded by tens of thousands of conscripted troops and more than 50,000 Yellow Turban troops who surrendered to Cheng in the center of the camp, and Yao Jie and Cao Cao and others also came to the battlefield.

"Listen to the Yellow Turban Army inside, I am the Han Dynasty to capture General Yao Jie, as long as you lay down your arms and surrender immediately, General Ben promises to let you live." Even though he knew that the people who had not laid down their weapons at this time were basically the diehards of the Yellow Turban Army, Yao Jie still made a final effort.

"Phew! Dog officer, if you want to kill or chop, my yellow turban soldier will never frown, and he will be a good man again in twenty years! Come on! The general of the Yellow Turban Army in the center scolded angrily.

Yao Jie shook his head, closed his eyes, waved his hand, and countless crossbowmen surrounded him, after fighting for so long, Yao Jie is naturally not a soft-hearted person, he is just a little sorry for these loyal people, but it does not mean that he will let them go.

"Woohoo!" After a few moments, everything calmed down.

"Bury these Yellow Turban Army, they are all real warriors!" These people are not Zhang Bao, their head is not so important to Yao Jie, Yao Jie naturally doesn't mind giving them basic respect.

"Soldiers, General Ben knows that after a big battle, you are all tired, but we can't rest yet, we have been fighting here for three full hours, during which Guangzong City has not been able to make any reaction, why is this?" Yao Jie walked onto the Yellow Turban Army's point platform and said with a simple megaphone.

"That's because we have 5,000 brothers at the East Gate to resist the onslaught of tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans, can we watch our brothers die under the enemy's sword?"

"Can't! No! No! ”

"General, give the order! I'm going to get my brothers out right away! "Although the conquest army is tired, but they are different from other armies, they emphasize unity very much, those armies in the east gate are their brothers and sisters, and they are given the existence of knives on the battlefield, so even if they are tired, no one will be willing to see death without help, because if they can give up these 5,000 people today, then no one knows whether they will give up on themselves in the future.

"Chuan Ben General Order, take Guangzong City, and reward the three armies!" Yao Jie waved his hand.

The army just stopped and took a breath and drove towards Guangzong City, Yao Jie left 10,000 captives to guard the prisoners, and the Yellow Turban Army who had surrendered also stayed in the camp, these people Yao Jie was not particularly relieved, if he took a siege together, I don't know if there would be any moths, in order to deter these people, Yao Jie also left Zhang Fei, who had shown great power in this battle, to deter these people.

At the east gate of Guangzong, Dian Wei stood on the city wall covered in blood, surrounded by piles of corpses, including those of the Yellow Turban Army and the Conscription Army.

These 5,000 conquest troops are Yao Jie's elite, even if they resist the attack of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army, it will not be so difficult, but Zhang Liang in order to get through here in the shortest possible time and support the Yellow Turban Army outside the city, Zhang Jiao established the elite - 3,000 Yellow Turban Warriors sent out, this time the Expeditionary Army has endured unparalleled pressure, these Yellow Turban Warriors are not only tall and powerful, infinitely powerful, but also not afraid of death, causing huge casualties to the Conquering Army.

"General Dian, withdraw quickly, our army has lost most of it, and there are only more than a thousand people left!" Cao Ren didn't know Yao Jie's plan and persuaded him.

In just over three hours, more than 3,000 conscripts and more than 8,000 Yellow Turban soldiers died on this narrow city wall, in order to prevent the city wall from being blocked, many corpses were carried up and thrown directly from the city wall, this short city wall has been stained red with blood, and the bricks have turned dark red, which is the blood stains that have dried up.

"General Digong, you can't fight anymore, the Yellow Turban wrestlers left by the great sage and good teacher are almost gone!" A yellow turban general knelt in front of Zhang Liang and cried.

This battle has worn out nearly 4,000 elite soldiers of the conquest army, but the Yellow Turban wrestlers have undoubtedly suffered heavy losses, and there are only more than 800 people left.

The barracks of the Yellow Turban Army are three miles away from the East Gate, and if they go around from the other gates, it will take a lot of time for the Yellow Turban Army, which has almost no cavalry, so Zhang Liang directly bet that he can recapture the East Gate and eliminate the thousands of officers and troops on the opposite side, which is a race against time to see whether Yao Jie will defeat the 200,000 Yellow Turban Army first or he will recapture the East Gate first.

Zhang Liang thought he had seen through Yao Jie's scheme, but found that he was still tricked by Yao Jie, the real purpose of the other party was the Yellow Turban Army outside the city, how could this not make Zhang Liang angry, he thought he was also a scholar, but the reality slapped him hard, telling him that you are actually just a mentally retarded, and I am afraid that I can't accept it as a person.

So Zhang Liang's ruthlessness also came out, don't you Yao Jie want to bet with me? Then let's see if your 5,000 people can stop my 50,000 people, but the reality is very cruel, these 5,000 captives stubbornly blocked him for three hours, and now there is still no news outside the city, and he doesn't know anything about the battle situation.