In front of the left wing of the Yellow Turban Moth Thief, the Liangzhou Iron Rider with an angry face, with the momentum of an autumn wind sweeping the leaves, went straight to the Yellow Turban Moth Thief Army Formation.

Guo Yan was originally born as a horse thief, and his riding skills are needless to say, even if he is placed in Liangzhou, where everyone can ride a horse and shoot arrows, it is one in ten thousand. At this moment, he was sitting on a galloping horse, and when he was still fifty or sixty steps away from the thief army, he looked at the Yellow Turban Moth thief army with a bright look in his eyes and shouted: "Step through the thief camp, seal the marquis and pay homage to the prime minister, at this time!" As he spoke, he took out his longbow, spread his arms high, and took the lead in shooting an arrow with the strength of his legs under his hips and the strength of his waist.

"Kill!"

The Liangzhou cavalry behind him shouted in unison, followed by Guo Yan, took arrows and shot them at the thief array, and suddenly the arrows rained down and shot into the Yellow Turban Moth Thief, and the crowded Yellow Turban Moth Thief Army Formation immediately had countless figures falling in the chaotic arrows.

Seeing this scene, the cavalry of other counties following the Liangzhou cavalry at this time, including the cavalry of the Fuquan headquarters led by Yan Yan, were all a little amazed, and secretly said that the riding skills of these Liangzhou people were really unusual, and they really lived up to their reputation. You know, in the era when there were no stirrups, you can rely on your own strength, in the high-speed horse, to send arrows to sixty paces away, this ability, only real elite cavalry, it is obvious that among them, not everyone can do this, but the Liangzhou army, from soldiers to generals, have this kind of archery, it is really frightening.

Dozens of paces away, for the high-speed charging horses hesitated, in an instant, more than 5,000 Liangzhou knights holding swords, halberds and spears "boom" a loud sound, and saw countless horses' hooves kick over the Yellow Turban Moth thieves were obviously inferior to the Han army's solid shield wall, thus crashing into the formation, and suddenly left.

"Kill ......"

Li Wei's big spear stabbed out with all his might, penetrating the throats of the two people in a row, and his right arm was tense, picking up the two corpses and smashing several people. This kind of innate divine power shocked his side, and the Yellow Turban Moth thief soldiers who witnessed such terrifying strength swallowed saliva one after another, like seeing a ghost, and suddenly had the heart to flee, and they were terrified.

However, the companions who came behind them did not give them a chance, and those Yellow Turban Moth thieves who were ordered to come to stop them kept pushing and shoving, sending the companions in front directly to Li Dao's spear, and immediately screamed one after another, and blood was sprinkled everywhere.

"Kill ......"

Guo Yan pierced through the chest of a person, and then jumped down holding the horse's neck, avoiding the countless knives and halberds that followed one after another, and quickly jumped back to the horse on tiptoe.

At this time, the person he had killed earlier had not yet fallen to the ground, and was opening his inexplicable eyes, feeling the humility gurgling out of his body. Then, Guo Yan reached out and grabbed his head that passed through his back, pulled it out hard, and then turned the iron sword, and swept continuously, and the yellow turban moth thieves besieging him were so stupid that they shouted and fell down in pieces.

"Kill ......"

Fan Chou's eyes were red, holding a halberd, at this moment, he skillfully borrowed the power of the war horse to gallop, and the halberd stabbed one person to death, and then forcibly picked it up, and then waved it hard, the body of the yellow turban moth thief, like a boulder, directly smashed the four yellow turban moth thieves behind, so that many of the yellow turban moth thieves around him were frightened, and there was a sense of not daring to move forward, but under the squeeze of the rear companions, he still had to grit his teeth and come to besiege.

The big iron halberd weighing dozens of catties was held by Fan Chou with one hand, as if it had no weight, slashing left and right, and every time he swung it, it would form a sharp roar, cutting the head and body of the Yellow Turban Moth thieves who were desperately attacking around him.

"Kill ......"

Zhang Ji's rough fighting style is diametrically opposed to the three of them, he is holding a spear, his movements are simple, although he doesn't look too deterrent, but it is very practical. His attacks, always stabbing with the least amount of force, are quick and accurate to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy who runs towards him.

I saw that in Zhang Ji's hands, the long sword turned into a little black light, and the yellow turban moth thieves around could fully see Zhang Ji's spear, but they couldn't stop the spear from stabbing at them. Only after Zhang Ji took out the spear, or covered his eyes, or covered his throat and other fatal parts of his face, and then fell to the ground with a cry, and then died because of the destruction of his brain, even when he died, they all had a trace of confusion in their eyes, and they didn't know why the spear of the other party's general could come out so quickly.

Li Dao, Guo Yan, Fan Chou, and Zhang Ji are all the most brave and resourceful people in Dong Zhuo's old department, and they are also the oldest generals under Dong Zhuo.

Under the leadership of the four people, the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry quickly broke the left flank defense line of the Yellow Turban Moth Thief, and more than 5,000 Liangzhou Iron Cavalry shouted and rampage, killing as much as they wanted. The Yellow Turban Moth thieves suffered heavy casualties, although many people were suppressed by the ferocity of the Liangzhou soldiers, but due to the current situation, they retreated and died, and there was still a way to live, so they still rushed to their deaths.

Countless Yellow Turban Moth thieves were forced to mobilize and come to use their flesh and blood to resist the hooves of the Han army. Among them, there are those who have no regrets and are willing to sacrifice their lives for the prosperity of the Taiping Road "to peace", and there are also those who regret it at the moment, do not want to give their lives, and want to surrender, but there is no way to resist...... However, no matter how many people they came, it was undoubtedly a little difficult to drive the Han army out of their own military formation at once, because after the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry broke through the left flank defense line of the Yellow Turban Moth Thief, the Han cavalry of the rest of the counties behind also came one after another.

The Yellow Turban Moth thief is like this on the left, and the situation is similar on the right, or even worse on the right. The cavalry of the Han army, the Iron Cavalry of Bingzhou and the Youzhou Assault Cavalry, in terms of combat power, will not be inferior to the Liangzhou cavalry at all, not to mention that the two cavalry have more cavalry than the Liangzhou cavalry.

Therefore, under the leadership of Gongsun Zhan, Lu Bu and other brave and well-known generals of Youliang and Liangzhou, the cavalry of Erzhou dealt a greater blow to the right flank of the Yellow Turban Moth Thief, and the distance and range of the Yellow Turban Moth Thief Army Formation were deeper and larger, and the Yellow Turban Moth Thief who was directly killed on the right flank was left with only the share of crying father and mother.

The sound of drums, horns, and fighting is intertwined, and anyone who hears these sounds will become blood boiling and irritable. And Zhang Liang, the protagonist of the Yellow Turban Army, seems very calm at the moment, or at least on the surface, he pretends to be calm, knowing that he can't mess with the main general on the battlefield, no matter how bad the situation is, he will not let the believers and soldiers under his command see his panic.

Zhang Liang glanced at the two wings lightly, and he only glanced coldly at the Han army's iron cavalry that was killing and raging in his own phalanx, and then said in a cold voice: "Let the front army step up its offensive and go straight to the middle army of the Han army, and don't care about the Han cavalry on both wings!" ”

Immediately, the general of the Yellow Turban Army behind him spoke out: "If this is the case, how can the Han cavalry on both wings respond, our army is all foot soldiers, how can we stop it?" ”

"Choose two elite foot soldiers with spears and halberds, and cut them off on the legs of Han horses! Then let all the troops close together in the army formation, our army is overwhelming, the Han cavalry has no power to sprint, and they are circling between our soldiers, what are you afraid of? ”

Hearing this, all the generals behind Zhang Liang suddenly realized, indeed, as long as the horse's legs are chopped, no matter how powerful the Han cavalry is, the strength will drop a lot, and when the time comes, they are obviously more numerical than the Han army on both wings, and they can completely grind hard with the Han cavalry with their numbers.

"'General Rengong' clever plan, we might as well wait!" All the generals were excited, saluted in unison, and praised them, in fact, these Yellow Turban generals with little military experience are still very unfamiliar with cutting horse legs. In the past, against the cavalry of the Han army, they did not have such a precedent for large-scale corps combat, they were either chased and routed by the Han cavalry with numerical superiority, or they used human lives and bows and crossbows to shoot the Han cavalry into hedgehogs.

Later, several generals left, and they chose to send soldiers to fight against the Han cavalry, or went to the front of the Yellow Turban Army to supervise the battle, urging the soldiers and horses, and attacking the Han army. The Yellow Turban Army does not have much training, and even the simplest flag language cannot be 100% transmitted, so it is often equipped with some soldiers and generals around the main general of the Yellow Turban Army, and when encountering urgent matters, these soldiers and horses are directly asked to give orders.

Watching several generals leave, Zhang Liang sighed leisurely in his heart, at this time, the huge gap in military quality between the Yellow Turban Army and the Han Army, and between the generals and commanders, had been exposed.

If it is replaced by the Han army here, Zhang Liang believes that I am afraid that when he says this method, some people will immediately question it. Not to mention whether the Yellow Turban Army can fill the two wings of the Han cavalry with their lives, after all, at this time, to cut off the horse's legs, in the face of tens of millions of cavalry, how many of these soldiers can be successfully cut, I can't say how many of these soldiers can be killed, I can't say that they were killed by the Han cavalry before they got close.

Moreover, even if human lives are used to fill in and buy time for the soldiers behind to cut the legs of horses, but with such consumption, can the two wings of the Yellow Turban Army really afford to consume? It is said that if a certain number of people die, the two wings will collapse by themselves, so that the Han cavalry will penetrate deep into their own Chinese army from the two wings and win the battle completely.

This is Zhang Liang's adventurous move to deal with the strategy, a little military literacy, can simulate the war of the generals will understand, Zhang Liang is gambling, he is betting that the Yellow Turban Army, which broke through two Han defense lines today, will take the lead in breaking the Han Army when the Han cavalry breaks through their own two wings, so as to directly smash the command office of the generals of the Han Army, so as to lay the victory of the Yellow Turban Army in this battle.

There is no way, it has already reached the place where the kettle is wrecked, and now there is nothing for Zhang Liang to be reluctant to. If this battle is defeated, everything in Taiping Dao will be over, and he himself will die, so in this case, he can only gamble.

"'General Rengong' has an order, whoever cuts off a horse's leg will be rewarded with two stone wheat and a thousand yuan ......" The two wings of the Yellow Turban Army, the herald general who had just ridden his horse, saw that the two wings were corrupted, and he made a heavy promise when he opened his mouth, and his face was not red or panting.

They are all Zhang Liang's henchmen and generals, who have witnessed the death of the great sage and good teacher, and they also know how the money and food in Guangzong City are, so they naturally know that they can't complete this cowhide at all. However, he is the most aware of the current situation, and he also knows that this battle is about the survival of the Taiping Dao, and he must not be defeated if he wins, and once he is defeated, all of them will die.

Since they will all be dead people, who will care if they ask for a reward, I am afraid that it is the soldiers who came to ask for a reward, and it is estimated that they will not have the life to ask for it, he doesn't believe that the red-eyed Han army can let go of those Yellow Turban soldiers who fight to the death. As for the situation, if they really win and someone comes to ask for a reward, they are not afraid, after all, once they win, even if the Taiping Road is defeated in the south, but at least it can be ruled by the Yellow River with the Han Dynasty, and the tiger swallows the north.

"Whoever cuts off a horse's leg will be rewarded with two stone wheat and a thousand ......"

"Whoever cuts off a horse's leg will be rewarded with two stone wheat and a thousand ......"

"Whoever cuts off a horse's leg will be rewarded with two stone wheat and a thousand ......"

……

At the moment of the order, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on both wings instantly boiled, shouted loudly, spread around, and at the same time, like a demon, they rushed like a tide towards the Han Army Iron Cavalry, which they were still very afraid of.

In my heart, many moth thieves who don't have enough to eat on weekdays are still chattering: A horse has four legs, as long as one leg is chopped, the horse will be useless immediately, and when the time comes, if you cut off its four legs, there will be eight stone wheat, which is equivalent to four thousand dollars. If you cut ten horses, it would be eighty stone wheat, or forty thousand yuan......

After fighting, the person died in the sky, couldn't cut the horse's leg, and was killed by the Han horse, so leave this world where there is not much way to live as soon as possible. After cutting off the horse's leg and taking the money and grain, they followed the Taiping Road and followed the great sages and teachers to live a good life......

"Killing the Horse ......"

Countless Yellow Turban Moth thieves thought of this, shouted loudly, changed their previous posture, and attacked the Han cavalry head-on like a demon.

On the right flank of the Yellow Turban Army, a teenager in his teens faced the oncoming Youzhou Assault, and although there was a trace of horror on his immature face, it was more of a frenzy called greed and excitement.

I saw that when a knight from Youzhou rushed to kill, he pounced on the ground, and then in this interval, he saw the horse's leg under the knight's crotch and slashed with his knife. Suddenly, the blood flashed, and the war horse suddenly lost its legs, only to scream, and then pounced forward by inertia.

The young man cut off the horse's legs, he was very excited, and shouted in his heart: two horse legs, four stone wheat, two thousand dollars, by the way, there are still two horse legs that have not been cut, they can't be wasted, and they can't be snatched away by others......

It's just that he had just stepped forward to kill the horse, obviously using too much strength, but at the moment he couldn't dodge, and the fallen horse was crushed under him, shattering his sternum and puncturing his internal organs.

"Ahh The boy screamed, and he could only scream this one, so he couldn't speak, and he could only cough up blood while looking at the blue sky that came into view with the horse corpse and thinking: Are you going to die? No way! No way! The wheat hasn't arrived yet, the money hasn't been received yet, great sage and good teacher, help! Help me! Ah Weng died in battle, and there was only Mother and Sister left in the family, he couldn't die, and Mother and Sister couldn't live if they died...... Why, it is false for the great sages and good teachers to say before the incident that they will not die, it is false to say that they have the protection of Zhonghuang Taiyi to be invulnerable, and it is also false to say that they can build a world of "peace to peace"? Why? Why? It's all fake......

This young man's family all believed in the Taiping Dao, and his father died in battle when he fled for his life in order to protect him, and now he is also dead, his old mother and young sister obviously have little chance of surviving in this world.

"Killing the Horse ......"

Of course, the young man's doubts couldn't stop this battle, nor could he break the lies of Taipingdao. Even though many of their companions who rushed forward had their legs cut off their horses and died, there were still many disciples of the Yellow Turban Army who rushed forward to cut off their horses' legs.

They are more diligent than harvesting wheat in the autumn harvest, and they are not afraid of death to cut down the horse's leg in various ways, perhaps in their hearts, the horse's leg is more valuable than their life at the moment.

For a time, the originally wanton Han army rode on both wings of the Yellow Turban Army, and the people turned over on their backs, suffering heavy casualties.