Hearing the order, the shooting battalion that had been prepared behind the Yue cavalry battalion raised their bows and arrows at an angle of 45 degrees, and after a closer look, although each of them only had one bow, there were three arrows on the bow at the same time.

Brush Brush Brush!

The arrows were all over the sky, connected by the formation qi machine, and the arrows shot were unexpectedly gathered together after flying a certain distance.

With the help of the formation, the 30,000 arrows converged into a giant arrow that covered the sky, shining with a dazzling red and crashing to the ground.

Like a falling meteorite, it broke through the Yellow Turban Array and smashed it on the head of the secret Yellow Turban Army, instantly soaking the earth with blood and water, and the sound of wailing and screaming was endless.

Fortunately, the Yellow Turban Array was presided over by a master, and being forced to do so did not affect the overall operation.

Accompanied by the wail of the yellow scarf, even Jiang Liu and the others, who were far away from the battlefield, felt that the ground was trembling.

Knock knock knock...... Boom Boom Boom ......

The ground is boiling.

Oh......

The soldiers of the Changshui Battalion, composed of 10,000 foreign cavalry, and the soldiers of the 10,000 Tun Cavalry Battalion let out a crazy howl.

The two battalions of iron cavalry easily tore through the defense of the Yellow Turban, like a heavenly knife breaking a mountain, and fiercely inserted into the waist and kidney of the Yellow Turban Array, killing as much as they could on the flank of the Yellow Turban.

Even if they don't wield their sabers, with the impact of the healthy horses combined by the formations, the soldiers of the two battalions can easily harvest the lives of the Yellow Turbans.

In this situation, Huangfu Song said relaxedly: "It seems that the outcome has been decided, so prepare for the aftermath." ”

Jiang Liu was even more speechless for a long time, and sometimes the gap between this army and the army was even greater than the gap between people and pigs.

The performance of the elite of the big man was not over yet, but after the shooting battalion quietly retreated after shooting all the arrows, the infantry battalion that had been sitting in the Chinese army came to the original position of the shooting battalion.

Brush Brush Brush!

Tens of thousands of cold spears shot up into the sky, and the blinding silver light shot straight into the sky.

The spears did not converge like arrows, but stood straight in the air, as if they were pillars of heaven, supporting the heavens and the earth.

A majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Minister, the Great Han Beizhonglang will be ordered to rebel against Lu Zhi, the heavens are all evil, and the Tao Law attracts thunder!" ”

Thundered!

The thunder exploded in the sky, crackling and constantly hitting the spears, making the thunder on the spears attached, like a thunder dragon that chooses people to devour.

"It's actually the Qi Preaching Method, and it deserves to be the real elite of the Great Han."

Hearing Cao Cao's exclamation, Jiang Liu noticed the white qi pouring in behind Lu Zhi, and then the white qi surging towards Lu Zhi gathered in the shooting sound camp, presumably Lu Zhi alone could not complete this feat in the sky, so he could only concentrate on it.

Finally, the thunder of a spear was accumulated to the extreme, and it rushed straight towards the Yellow Turban army.

Rumble!

After the spear pierced the body of a yellow scarf, even the person with the gun exploded directly, and in an instant, the thunder raged, and the crowd of people dozens of meters around was injured, and most of them even died directly.

The battle only lasted more than half an hour, and the Han army died almost nothing, but the Yellow Turban Army killed tens of thousands of people, and the remarkable results shocked Jiang Liu and others who were still watching the play.

"Big brother, the combat power of the Han army is beyond our imagination, why don't we withdraw?"

Zhang Bao looked at the almost one-sided slaughter, a little afraid.

Sitting in a wheelchair, his face was pale, and Zhang Jiao, who looked terminally ill, said expressionlessly: "Pass my order, 4000 Yellow Turban Lux will meet the enemy on the left, 4000 Yellow Turban Lux will meet the enemy on the right, and 2000 Yellow Turban Lux will break through in the middle!" ”

Zhang Jiao didn't use the amplification method, he forced his shot last time to save the wave, and this breath has not eased up until now, so if he can save his breath, he will naturally save it.

When Zhang Bao heard this, he was even more worried when he knew Zhang Jiao's state, but he had no possibility of refusing the order, and used the amplification method to convey Zhang Jiao's order.

The order was conveyed, and a yellow turban wrestler roared out of the Chinese army, all of them were more than two meters tall, wearing yellow scarves on their heads, and the golden ring was shining in the sun; In the middle of the embroidered jacket, the iron armor frost is spread to swallow the moon shadow.

The officers and soldiers of the Changshui Battalion, who were on the rise, raised their vigilance when they saw the 4,000 wrendiers who suddenly appeared in the army.

But it's just vigilance, the charge and killing of the Changshui battalion has already made nearly 10,000 cavalry fall into the quagmire of human lives, the yellow turban is like a mountain, human life is like mud, and the sea of blood of tens of thousands of corpses not only consumes the impact of the cavalry, but also disrupts the formation of the Changshui battalion, so that the impact formation of the Changshui battalion has been somewhat deformed.

If it was an ordinary army, so many people died on the front and side, and the other side almost didn't die, it would have fled.

But this is the army led by Zhang Jiao, even if Zhang Jiao is terminally ill, as long as Zhang Jiao is still sitting firmly in the middle army, this group of yellow turbans will shed their blood for the Yellow Sky Avenue, and there is no idea of retreating at all.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Even without the impact of cavalry, the Changshui Battalion is still not the absolute elite that ordinary armies can match.

Burst! In the face of the rushing Yellow Turban Warriors, a Changshui Battalion soldier is a knife in the chest, and the knife technique is not very ingenious but has been tempered, like a road in the world.

It's just that the yellow turban wrestler who was stabbed in the chest didn't seem to have the slightest feeling for this unbearable serious injury, and waved the steel knife in his hand to cut off the soldier's head, looking at the stunned eyes of the soldier, and ignoring the steel knife still stuck in his chest, he continued to rush forward with an indifferent face.

In the fight, the blood from the wound on his chest slowly overflowed from the wrestler, and the color was the same as the color of the turban on his head, and the soldier's head rolled to the ground, and the eyes that did not close happened to see this scene, as if he was dead.

In just a few minutes, thousands of cavalry members of the Changshui Battalion who had previously entered a no-man's land had already buried their bones, and the casualties continued to expand.

"General, retreat strategically, the force of this group of people can only be defeated by the group of perverts in the infantry battalion."

Hearing this, the captain of the Changshui battalion decisively gave an order: "Thousands of troops resisted, and the rear army retreated, ready to charge." ”

At the same time, in front of the Yue cavalry camp in the middle road, two thousand yellow turban wrestlers stood in front of their chests with vertical shields in their hands and charged towards the Yue cavalry camp.

Boom Boom!

After an earth-shattering loud bang, the military formation of the Yue Cavalry Battalion was knocked open by a gap.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky.

As the gap opened, the shouts of killing came from the Yellow Turban Array like a tide, and the two thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers who charged forward were the huge waves that slapped on the shore.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi's complexion changed, and he no longer had savings, and nearly 10,000 spears in the sky were divided into three waves and shot towards the Yellow Turban wrestlers who were killing in all directions.

Rumble!

A huge boom resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Just when Jiang Liu and the others felt that the short-lived Yellow Turban Lux was about to be suppressed, a dull voice with a little tiredness resounded throughout the battlefield.

"The Tao is blowing the wind."

In an instant, a black demon wind roared towards nearly 10,000 spears that had accumulated the power of thunder in the sky.

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