"Capture Su Zhe alive—"

"Capture Su Zhe alive—"

The three thousand yellow turban thieves were like being beaten with chicken blood, brandishing their weapons and roaring excitedly, and their voices shook so much that the ground under their feet trembled faintly.

Woo woo ~ ~

The sound of the horn of slaughter blew in, accompanied by the sound of footsteps cracking the sky and the earth, more than a dozen military formations, large and small, like behemoths, began to advance in the direction of the Soviet army.

In a matter of moments, the thief army advanced to a distance of three hundred paces, and the confrontation was imminent.

The Soviet soldiers' breathing was extremely short, their nerves were tense to the extreme, their legs were trembling, and their hands holding knives were soaked in cold sweat.

The previous battle, after all, was just an ambush, and it was easy to crush the enemy army, and it was a fluke.

This time, it was a real head-to-head confrontation, flesh and blood, and these recruits were so nervous that their hearts were about to jump out.

Seeing that the enemy army was approaching, Su Fei took a deep breath, turned his horse in front of Su Zhe, and said in a deep voice: "Ziming, you are the only seedling of our Su family, you must not die here, you go back to the city quickly, this battle is for your uncle to fight for you, if I lose, you have to promise me to escape from Biyang immediately." ”

At the moment of life and death, Su Fei, who was timid and afraid, put life and death aside, and was willing to die on behalf of Su Zhe.

Looking at the second uncle who looked at death as if he were at home, Su Zhe's heart was warmly moved, but he resolutely said: "What the second uncle said, I am the county commander and the main general, how can I be greedy for life and fear death, go first in battle, this will go out, how will I Su Zhe mix in the future!" ”

"But......" Su Fei was anxious.

"Second Uncle doesn't need to say it anymore!" Su Zhe categorically stopped, and said sharply: "I have made up my mind, today I will live and die with the soldiers, fight to the death, and never take half a step back!" ”

Su Fei's body was shocked, and he was shocked by Su Zhe's iron will, knowing that he had made up his mind, and it was useless to persuade him.

In desperation, Su Fei had no choice but to sigh, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, life or death, I will accompany you today for my uncle!" ”

After that, Su Fei didn't say anything more, turned around vigorously, and immediately slashed his sword, arrogantly pushing and approaching the yellow turban thief.

Two hundred steps!

While his uncle and nephew were talking, the Yellow Turban Thief had advanced two hundred paces away, and the crossbowmen began to wind up, ready to launch long-range arrows.

The hearts of the Soviet soldiers also rose to their throats.

At the head of the city, Su Xiaoxiao had clasped her hands tightly, her pretty face was full of uneasiness, her heart was beating wildly, and she muttered a prayer in her mouth: "God, you must bless my son-in-law, you must not let him have trouble, little please......"

One hundred and fifty steps!

The Yellow Turban crossbowmen had already aimed their arrows at the Soviet army, and when they waited for an order, the arrows flew like panic and killed the enemy.

A hideous sneer had already ignited on Pei Yuanshao's face, and his vengeful gaze locked on Su Zhe, just waiting for the chaotic arrows to pass, the crack array rushed forward and tore Su Zhe apart with his own hands.

Zhou Cang also slowly raised his hand and said in a loud voice: "The crossbowman listens to the order, and is ready to release-"

Before the word "arrow" could be spoken, suddenly, an empty sound of "woo" sounded in his ears, and then a stream of flying dust came to his face, blowing his eyes.

Zhou Cang instinctively closed his eyes, put down his hand to rub the dust in his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that the fierce west wind suddenly made a big splash at this critical moment.

Zephyr!

The oncoming wind stirred the dust and covered their faces, and the yellow turban thieves closed their eyes and raised their hands to cover them.

The sight of the hundreds of crossbowmen was suddenly blocked, and they had to put down their raised crossbows and instinctively cover their eyes.

The advance of the Yellow Turban Thief was delayed by this sudden gale.

Soviet troops in formation.

"It's finally here, it's really punctual, not a second is bad." The corners of Su Zhe's mouth raised a relieved smile.

Then, he raised his whip and shouted: "Order, quickly light the wolf smoke prepared in advance." ”

When the order was passed, dozens of soldiers immediately lifted the brazier prepared in advance to the front of the battle, and the fire box was filled with dead grass and dung from cattle and sheep.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of braziers were lit, and thick black wolf smoke rose into the sky, and large strands of black smoke swept away towards the yellow turban thieves one hundred and fifty steps away, along the west wind.

The smoke borrowed the fire, and in the blink of an eye, the three thousand yellow turban thieves were shrouded in wolf smoke and black fog, choking so much that they couldn't open their eyes, and their vision was less than ten steps, and they became blind.

Seeing this formation, hundreds of Su soldiers, including Su Fei, were stunned one by one, and their original panic and anxiety were all replaced by surprise.

Su Fei was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Su Zhe, his eyes burned with surprise, and asked excitedly: "Ziming, could it be that you had already predicted that there would be a strong west wind at noon today, so you told me to hold off the Yellow Turban Thief for seven days?" ”

"Not so." Su Zhe smiled faintly, "Does the second uncle think that I will really be arrogant enough to take a few hundred soldiers and horses and fight head-on with ten times the enemy army, your nephew and I are not stupid." ”

Su Fei's expression was even more shocked, and he couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "I won't tell you, you had that yellow shot before, and the second uncle still felt that you were lucky, but now the second uncle really believes it, your ability to predict the wind and rain is really a god!" ”

Su Zhe smiled, his gaze shot at the mist in front of him, "If you praise me, let's talk about it after this fight, and let the crossbowmen give a big gift to that Zhou Cang first." ”

Su Fei's attention returned to the battlefield, and when he turned around, he could no longer see the tragedy on his face, but was replaced by a fierce pride and fighting spirit.

With a wave of the big knife in his hand, he happily shouted: "Crossbowman, put arrows into the smoke for me, and shoot the blind Yellow Turban Thieves at will!" ”

When the order was passed, more than 30 crossbowmen with high morale immediately opened their bows and released them, and their sharp arrows rose into the air and roared away.

The arrows have a tailwind momentum, and the power is doubled, and the yellow turban thieves who are blocked by the fog have no way to dodge at all, as if they are blind, and they are suddenly shot down a large area.

The Soviet crossbowmen calmly released their arrows, and for a while, the thieves were screaming one after another, and the three thousand yellow turban thieves were in panic, and the formation was in chaos.

"His grandmother's, how could a good and decent person suddenly blow a strong wind, thief God, are you blind!?" Pei Yuanshao was frantically dancing with a knife to block arrows, and he was angry and scolding.

His martial arts are not weak, he dances the knife so desperately, barely protecting himself, but unfortunately he is miserable to those ordinary yellow turban pawns.

Because they are too confident, this battle is expected to only attack and not defend, so they are not equipped with a large number of hand shields, in this case, those soldiers who have no shields and low martial arts, how can they resist this elusive cold arrow, naturally they are shot to the ground in pieces, and it is extremely tragic.

When Zhou Cang danced his knife to block the arrow, his face was as gloomy as iron, and he was shocked in his heart: "This surnamed Su obviously prepared the wolf smoke in advance, could it be that he actually predicted this gale in advance?" How is this possible, how can he be a mere scholar, how can he have such the ability to understand the changes of the situation, this is impossible ......"