Woohoo.

With Zhang Liang's order, after several rounds of arrows flew out in a row, a full 30,000 sharp arrows were all over the void. The sound of these arrows piercing the void came suddenly, and it was desperate.

Seeing this, Wen Han immediately restrained the treading clouds and ordered the whole army to retreat. At this moment, the battle has been decided, and there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices.

These sharp arrows fell one by one, and almost all of them hit the Yellow Turban deserters. The Yellow Turban deserter, who fell by an arrow, was full of disbelief before he died.

Is this the time to release the arrows? Now the field is full of soldiers and horses, firing arrows, isn't that killing their own compatriots?

Zhang Liang saw that all the soldiers and horses who died were from his own army, and immediately knew that he had made a mistake at this time. In fact, Zhang Liang can't be blamed for this, he was really stupid by the three brave tiger generals Guan Zhang Pan, and mistakenly thought that he was being chased by thousands of troops!

And at the moment when Zhang Liang was stunned by his wrong order. In the rain of arrows just now, Wen Han didn't want to make unnecessary casualties, so he led the army to retreat. But Guan Pan and Zhang did not, they waved their weapons, crotch or swept the incoming arrows, and shortened the distance with Zhang Liang for a long time.

"General Rengong! Run! Those three ghosts and gods are about to rush in!! ”

At this time, the shouts of a deputy general next to Zhang Liang pulled Zhang Liang back to reality from his sluggishness. Zhang Liang looked back with a pale face, and sure enough, the three of them were a lot closer.

At that moment, Zhang Liang couldn't care about it anymore, and hurriedly threw the horsewhip, wanting to continue to escape!

After all, Guan Yu was chasing with two legs, if he didn't seize the opportunity at this time, he was afraid that Zhang Liang would run away again. Guan Yu's momentum suddenly rose, and he clenched the five fingers of the Qinglong Glaive Knife, pounding, and with a shout, the arm that grabbed the Qinglong Glaive Knife broke through the green robe due to the muscle mound.

"Go!"

Guan Yu strode forward, exerted the strength of his whole body, and actually threw the eighty-two catties of the Qinglong Glaive Knife at Zhang Liang's back, the Qinglong Glaive Knife seemed to turn into a cyan wind, and the blade buzzed, as if there was a green dragon churning and roaring. The momentum was so violent that the space it passed through seemed to be shaking violently!

On the other side, Zhang Fei saw Guan Yu throw the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, unwilling to be taken away by Guan Yu, and immediately helped the momentum, burst out with his hand, and also threw the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand, and the Zhangba Snake Spear turned into an extremely fast black lightning bolt and stabbed directly at Zhang Liang's head.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife and the Zhangba Snake Spear attacked from the left and right sides at the same time, and their momentum was surging and sharp, as if they were intimidating, and Zhang Liang was dumbfounded on the spot. Fortunately, his adjutant was still able to maintain some sanity, and hurriedly ordered his henchmen to block these two terrifying murderous weapons!!

Several Yellow Turban wrestlers, wielding sledgehammers at the same time, wanted to knock down the Qinglong Glaive Knife, and just when they were about to wave their hands, they felt a violent knife wind, and before the hammer fell, the Qinglong Glaive Knife had already flown over them, and the wind it brought forced these people back a few steps. And on the side of the Zhangba Snake Spear, it was also amazingly fast, so that people didn't have time to react.

"With the body! Pounce on it with your body!! ”

Zhang Liang's adjutant saw that these two murderous weapons were terrifyingly sharp and unstoppable, and he hurriedly gave an order. These Yellow Turban soldiers who supported Zhang Liang were all extremely fanatical Yellow Turban disciples, who were not afraid of sacrifice for the Yellow Sky Avenue, and shouted the slogan of the Yellow Turban one by one, and they really rushed to block it!

Puff puff!! Snort!

The sound of a knife piercing the body and the sound of a gun passing through the flesh is terrifying to hear. The Qinglong Yanyue Knife and the Zhangba Snake Spear pierced several people in a row, and the castration did not decrease at all, and went straight to Zhang Liang!!

"My life is at stake!"

In Zhang Liang's widening eyes, his pupils contracted endlessly, and he stared straight at the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife suddenly coming, and the blood-filled blade pierced through his chest.

Zhang Liang's body was rushed away by the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, and after flying out a few meters, he was nailed to the ground. Zhang Liang looked up at the sky stained red by blood, the expression in his eyes gradually dimmed, he stretched out his hand to catch something, and muttered inexplicable words with his mouth closed, and finally died leisurely.

"I'm angry! Lost to this red-faced man again! ”

Not long after Zhang Liang flew out of the horse, Zhang Fei's Zhangba snake spear just arrived, and it was not until he lost his target that he flew ten meters away, and even pierced more than a dozen yellow turban wrestlers before he stopped castration.

When Zhang Fei was in a rage, there were a few Yellow Turban soldiers who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and when they saw that Zhang Fei had no weapon in his hand, they wanted to sneak attack. Zhang Fei, who was immediately righteous in his heart, broke his head with punches and punches, and his death was very terrifying.

"Third brother, don't be angry, the wonderful curtain of this world has just been lifted, and I will have the opportunity to compete with him in the future."

"Is what the second brother said true?"

Zhang Fei's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said to Pan Feng, who had just ridden a horse. Pan Feng looked at the battle situation in the field for a while, and nodded cautiously.

"Today's tragic battle is just the opening ceremony of the troubled times in the future."

On the other side, when the surrounding Yellow Turban thieves saw Zhang Liang killed, they seemed to have lost their backbone, and their fighting spirit was completely lost, like a tree falling and scattered, hugging their heads and running away.

Guan Yu pulled out the sword at his waist and strode into the meteor, no one dared to touch his power at this time, and let him walk in the formation. Guan Yu walked to Zhang Liang's corpse that was nailed to the ground, cut off Zhang Liang's head with a sharp sword, grabbed it in his hand with one hand, and then pulled out the Qinglong Yanyue Knife with the other hand, which was three points into the ground, and was majestic and majestic, deterring the whole army!

Next, the imperial court horses and the fleeing Yellow Turban thieves began to chase and slaughter, and the Yellow Turban Sect continued to die in the field, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. The imperial army and horses rushed from the head of the formation to the back of the formation, and it was not until later that the 30,000 archers, under the orders of several generals, used several rounds of arrow rain to block the pursuit of the court soldiers and horses.

Lu Zhi was afraid that the Yellow Turban Bandit Army would send reinforcements, so he would no longer pursue and kill in depth, and he still understood the truth of poor Kou Mo chasing. Moreover, the soldiers under his command have collapsed both physically and mentally. Therefore, under Lu Zhi's order, the imperial court began to retreat, and did not let people clean up the battlefield, and returned to the camp with countless yellow turbans.

Wen Han led the soldiers and horses to the end, and before returning to the camp, he couldn't help but glance back at the battlefield behind him. As far as the eye could see, there were corpses, scraps of flesh, weapons, and armor.

The scene was terrifying.

"Zhang Jiao, so many people died. Is it really worth it? ”

Wen Han muttered in his mouth, as a time-traveler in later generations, he also had a lot of understanding of Zhang Jiao. And he is familiar with history, and he also knows that Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Rebellion is just a flash in the pan. However, due to the arrival of the Yellow Turban Uprising, it opened the chaotic era of the future princes competing for the Central Plains.

In later generations, there are good and bad evaluations of Zhang Jiao. Wen Han also had some opinions in the past, but he was able to travel to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and he planned to witness it with his eyes.

This is much more realistic and correct than a one-sided evaluation from the history books.

Later, as soon as Wen Han returned to the camp with his army, he rushed to Lu Zhi's camp. Tell Lu Zhi that the Yellow Turban Thieves are likely to lead an attack on the camp tonight. There is no other reason, after today's tragic battle, although the court army won the final victory, it was also a tragic victory. Now there are soldiers and horses in the battalion, and they are all exhausted, and it is difficult to fight again for a while.

On the contrary, the Yellow Turban Bandit Army, although it lost the battle, suffered countless casualties. But don't forget, there are still some soldiers and horses in the thief army who have not participated in today's battle, and they are all full of energy. If one of the thieves has a sense of the overall situation and is not bad at strategy, he will definitely seize this rare opportunity and attack the camp while the imperial army and horses have not yet recovered their energy.

Lu Zhi was still indulging in the joy of winning the Great War at this time, and was reminded by Wen Han, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He really didn't expect this, if it was as Wen Han guessed, there was really an energetic thief army sneaking up on the camp tonight, and they were defenseless, but they were afraid that the entire battalion would be wiped out!

"Fortunately, the champion was thoughtful, so it didn't make a big mistake. Otherwise, our victory in today's war will become a dream. I wonder what the champion's response is to this? ”

"In addition to the 5,000 soldiers and horses left behind by Vice General Guo, the soldiers and horses in the camp are all physically and mentally exhausted, so we can let them rest for two hours first, and then lead them out of the camp and leave the camp empty. Then he set up an ambush for the five thousand soldiers and horses who had not fought today. If there is a thief army attacking tonight, we can catch them by surprise! ”

"Wonderful! The champion is worthy of the name of the champion, and it is really extraordinary. Then these 5,000 soldiers and horses will be led by you, and you will be in charge of this ambush! ”

"Subordinates take orders!"

Wen Han bowed, although there was a look of exhaustion in his eyes, but it was more of an excitement. This kind of high-intensity game gives Wen Han a strong sense of presence. Let him feel that he is living in the present, living in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty where there are constant wars!

On the other side, under the city of Guangzong.

Zhang Jiao was gray-headed, standing under the city with a cloak of hair, looking at a headless corpse, his body trembling violently, and the terrifying hatred in his eyes was terrifying!

"Who! Who killed the third brother of the contemptible man!! The contemptible man will definitely cut him with a thousand knives!! ”

Zhang Jiao shook the red flag in his hand with all his might, his eyes were very red, as if he was crazy, and he roared with all his might. The surrounding yellow turban thieves were so frightened by Zhang Jiao's crazy posture that they didn't dare to make a sound.

"You! You! Roll over to the contemptible people! ”

Seeing that no one dared to make a sound, Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand and pointed at the two yellow turban thieves, who carried Zhang Liang's body back.

"Yes.. Be.. It's a red-faced man. ”

"Yes, yes, the little one still remembered that the red-faced man called himself Guan Yunchang!"