Horn Woo –

The trumpet sounded.

The undulating and shaking life on the field rushed over, and the fierce battle had lasted for two hours, and the cavalry at the forefront was the two thousand cavalry that Cao Cao currently controlled Yanzhou, led by the two brothers Xiahoudun and Xiahouyuan, who had been killed from the sea of hungry people, and were drenched in blood. However, even though the yellow scarves from Qingzhou were afraid of such an impulse and wanted to dodge, the crowded crowd behind pushed them down and pounced on the iron hoof.

People who have lost everything and have no way out, after suffering a difficult winter, want to vent the resentment in their hearts, and when they see others lose their homes, their hearts are even happier, as if chewing a large piece of fat in their mouths and swallowing their stomachs.

They had already tasted starvation, so they wanted others to share it with them. This spring, when everything is recovering, the team of Qingzhou Yellow Turbans has begun a terrifying erosion everywhere they go, just like ants spreading out, what they can eat and what they can grab...... Even those who could be destroyed were destroyed as much as they could, and the towns along the way were razed, and those who were lucky enough to survive became outcasts and had to join this mobile swarm of locusts.

After two months of ...... Finally turned into a hungry red-eyed beast.

Qi Qi's footsteps pressed down the spear, Rulin's spear stabbed mercilessly in front, the crowd on both sides collided together, the unarmed yellow turban people penetrated their weightless corpse on it, and more such hungry ghosts in the rear stepped on the corpse and pounced, crushing the spear forest, stepping on the weapon on the ground and pounced on the human body.

"Ahh Don't come here, kill you-"

A Yanzhou soldier discarded the spear, frantically brandished a blade, and after continuously slashing the bodies of several screaming and rushing bodies that approached, he was finally grabbed by a non-dead person on the ground, and bit him on the calf fiercely, the soldier screamed in pain and stabbed down, nailed through the opponent's back, and the corpse was full of blood, lying on the ground with a happy expression, motionless, and silent.

The staggering soldier dragged his legs back, and then was thrown to the ground by the oncoming hungry ghost, and behind the open gap, a continuous stream of figures rushed over, tearing off the leather armor of the body that struggled to get up on the ground, and tearing the flesh off the opponent's belly with his mouth.......

The perspective extends from here, and in front of more defensive formations, there are also gaps that have been torn out, and the crowd is pouring over, Cao Ren is galloping between the arrays on horseback, constantly dispatching soldiers to make up for them, or letting the few arrays that are difficult to support alone retreat, and re-establish the line with the soldiers who have replenished it.

"Fuck—"

"Xiahoudun is a little faster!"

The slightly shorter, but stocky Li Dian was half covered in blood, the spear was pulled out of the body of a gray-haired old man, and kicked the corpse back, he cursed loudly, and his vision was always looking for the cavalry galloping on both sides, this group of hungry yellow turban old women and children were not powerful, but there were many people......

"You must kill the main force of the yellow turban hidden in the middle......" he whispered through gritted teeth.

The goshawk flew across the sky, overlooking the vast field full of people, two insignificant puffs of dust and smoke hovering on both sides, and there was no way to speak. The galloping horse's hooves rolled, passing over the corpse of a man who was trampled to death under the horse's hooves, and suddenly, a man pounced from the crowd and wanted to bite the horse's hooves, Xiahoudun raised his gun and swung it, breaking the man's throat at the first time, the war horse ran over the corpse, and then the second shot stabbed past, and a ragged pair revealed a pair of shriveled pairs. The woman's blank eyes burst open, and the tip of the spear probed the blood from the back of her head for a moment.

The horses continued to gallop.

The air was full of cries of fighting and hunger, and he watched anxiously, "I can't kill it...... This point cavalry crashed into it, and it was swallowed up...... Meng De is so little bit of a family, he can't all fold here. ”

The meaningless voice seemed even more powerless.

The infantry army in front of them was resisting, and the archers were constantly throwing arrows, but on that battlefield, the bodies that fell in pools of blood were not completely dead, there were constant crying and moaning, and the infantry array was also constantly moving backwards slowly, reorganizing the front line of resistance, and then more hungry Yellow Turban people stepped on layers of corpses and poured over.

"Twenty ...... Ten thousand...... Not 200,000 head of livestock...... It's a shame to die. ”

In the high places of the wilderness, the shouts and cries of the battle on the battlefield buzzed, Cao Cao was wearing armor all over his body, riding on a horse, looking at the entire flesh and blood grinding plate, starting from the morning, now the fierce battle has reached the afternoon, the red sunset shines over, and the earth is bloody.

After looking at it for a while, the horse's hooves moved.

"If you can't stop them, what are you talking about cleaning up the world-" Turning around the war horse, he pulled out the sword at his waist, "Wen Qian, bring the guards and rush with me to kill!" ”

Le Jin ran over with a gun and grabbed the reins, "The lord can't, the two generals of Xiahou are trying to find a way to defeat the main force of the enemy army, at this time the enemy army is strong, Jin wants to persuade the lord to leave the battlefield first to avoid being affected." ”

"Let go of your hands—"

Cao Cao pulled the reins, raised his cloak, turned his head and shouted at him: "...... As the commander-in-chief, if I don't even have the courage to stand here, can I still use the military spirit?! ”

The voice came down, and he raised his hand to give an order, then stopped...... He heard the sound of horses' hooves. There was a slight tremor on the ground, and at the height of the terrain, he looked in the direction of the north, and the galloping roar faintly came like thunder, which was the unique sound of the war horse when it charged.

In the glow, the figures of war horses galloped into view, stopping at a distance of a hundred feet, and someone inside was dismounting to change rides, and then glowed with a metallic luster.

Hua Xiong put on an iron helmet to cover his rough face, a heavy iron armor twisted and knocked out a sound, from behind him, more than a hundred heavy horsemen slowly gathered, the rusted iron chain was straightened, buckled to the iron ring at the front end of the saddle, the huge scimitars on both sides of the horse's ribs were unfortunately lost in the retreat.

Gongsun stopped looking at the position where there was a big silk inserted in the high terrain over there, raised his arm, slowly opened his mouth, and made a voice: "Ready!" ”

……

Over there, Cao Cao pulled the reins, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved the sword in his hand: "Drum!" Cheering—"

……

To the north, Gongsun Zhi urged the black horse, pulled out his scimitar, and slashed it down in a moment: "Heavy riding ahead, kill-"

"Kill !!!"

Thousands of cavalry roared, and the slowly flowing cavalry began to accelerate, and at a certain moment, like a flood bursting the embankment, in a moment, it exploded, and a huge roar shook the land, and in the sunset sky, it slapped towards the sea of people in the most savage way.

Xiahou Yuan, who was looking for an opportunity to break through on the left side, was frightened by this sudden cavalry charge, rode on horseback, and constantly gave orders to more than 1,000 cavalry behind him, and then frantically pulled away to make room for the opponent to charge, and ran out, he turned around, and his scalp was numb and tightened.

The more than 100 knights in heavy armor crashed into the crowd, and in the high-speed running, the congested and emaciated bodies were directly knocked into the air, knocked down and crushed, and the sound of crackling flesh and bones under the horse's hooves was full of crackling flesh and bones. The chains that straddled both sides of the heavy cavalry kept swaying, and large swaths of the shaking body were scraped to the ground, plowing out a wide blood-colored avenue, and more light riders followed and spread past, rushing towards the main force of the Yellow Turban in the middle of the sea of people at a rapid speed.

Hua Xiong was in front and Pan Feng was waving weapons on the side: "Kill with me-"

On the hillside, Cao Cao clenched the hilt of his sword, his eyes fixed on the indomitable cavalry, and in that moment, he felt that he would also have such a strong cavalry......