Forty miles north of Changshe City, looking at the Yellow Turban Moth Thieves who couldn't see their heads at a glance in front of him, Huangfu Song frowned worriedly, the number of Yellow Turban Moth Thieves was too many, and they were all strong and stubborn, which was completely unexpected by him.

Huangfu Song only has more than 20,000 soldiers under his command, and the strength of the Yellow Turban Moth Thieves is more than three times that of him, plus their equipment, Huangfu Song also understands why Zhu Jun is defeated at this moment.

If he hadn't seen these yellow turbans, Huang Fu Song would definitely blame Zhu Jun for being careless, but when he saw the equipment of the yellow turban thieves, Huang Fu Song would not think so.

"Huangfu Yizhen, his family is worthy of the military of the world, far away Zhu Gongwei, knowing that the Changshe is besieged and in danger, but he does not rush ......into the army" Bo Cai looked at his face, the tens of thousands of Han soldiers who were marching slowly, sighed, originally he still wanted to continue to copy the miracle of meeting Zhu Jun, and use the Huangfu Song's department to rush to rescue, so as to catch the other party off guard, but he didn't expect that even if the Huangfu old man knew that Zhu Jun's department was in danger, he was not in a hurry to enter the army at all, it was his intention to fail.

Beside Bo Cai, a thin and dark middle-aged man said: "Qu Shuai, the Han army is only 20,000, and our army is 60,000, all of whom are in armor, what are you afraid of?" ”

After Bo Cai heard this, he laughed to himself, he always thought about relying on some small conspiracy, in the case of the greatest advantage, with the smallest loss, to defeat Huangfu Song, and then turn around to destroy Zhu Jun, in order to retain strength to deal with the next steady stream of soldiers in the Han court. It's just that there is no way back for the rebellion, and no one can know whether they have a future for these people.

"Huangfu old thief, if you want to fight, you will fight! Come on, beat the drums, beat them! Bo Cai shouted, and ordered the soldiers around him, the troops and equipment are more than the Han army, this is Bo Cai's biggest reliance, since the ambush of Huangfu Song can't do it, then he can only fight hard, that is, the Han army is more elite than him, and he can swallow elephants if there are more ants, not to mention these Taiping Daoists under him?

In troubled times, the most worthless thing is human life, anyway, even if all his 60,000 soldiers are killed in battle, he can go to other places and pull another army of the same, after all, for them rogues, this is too simple.

"Beat the drums!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Knock ......"

The sound of the drums was like a terrifying thunder, resounding throughout the field, and more than 60,000 Yellow Turban thieves rushed to the enemy formation with the passionate drums. Their eyes are full of despair for this world, thinking that they have no way to live in this world, even if they have never killed anyone before, but their emotions at the moment, and the sad and indignant atmosphere of the entire Yellow Turban Bandit Army, they can't help but muster up the courage to move forward, maybe just like their slogan, this world is dead, if you don't change it again, there will be no better life at all.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

……

Has the thief army finally moved?

After the Han army was arrayed, after the main general Huangfu Song saw that the thief army began to attack, his frowning brows gradually eased, and he turned his head to his eldest son Huangfu Zuo and said: "Jianshou, meet the enemy!" Now that most of Zhu Jun has been destroyed and his own soldiers are few, he does not dare to take the liberty of fighting with the rebels, because once he is defeated again, Yingchuan will no longer have rebel opponents, and even if the Han court can still draw soldiers from all over the country, it is difficult to fight against the rebels because of the problem of time. And the most terrifying thing is that once the Yellow Turban rebels in Yingchuan and the Yellow Turban rebels in Nanyang converge, if they send troops to the division, the Han Kingdom will be in danger, and once something happens to the national capital, the world may really change.

"No." Huangfu Zuo saluted back, and then shouted to the heralds: "Order all troops to attack!" "He is the eldest son of Huangfu Song, the word is long-lived, he is about to stand at the age of time, he is long and good-looking, and now he is in the military. The so-called military service, also known as joining the army, as the name suggests, that is, the staff of the military, the name of the staff of military affairs, generally has about a dozen generals.

At the same time, Sima Liyi, the assistant army, and Sima Fu Xie, the protector, each led two thousand light cavalry, one east and one west, separated from the main formation, and cruised on the side. This move can not only cover the two wings of the own side, but also play the role of detecting the enemy's virtual reality, and is conducive to hitting the enemy's flank, around the rear of it, can advance or retreat, is the only way to line up in the foot.

The Yellow Turban Thieves were fast, and soon reached 500 steps of the Han army, and had entered the range of the ballista carts brought by the Han army.

As far as human beings are concerned, how can ordinary flesh and blood bodies withstand the thick and unusually heavy arrows that are speeding under the huge pull of the ballista?

I saw that those heavy arrows pierced one person after another with a cry that broke through the air, and at most they could penetrate five or six people in a row, and for a time, the Yellow Turban Army suffered huge casualties, and fell to the ground as if cutting wheat.

"Damn! Huangfu is righteous, shameless old thief! "Bo Cai rode on the horse and shook the whip fiercely, the Han army was despicable, and even brought such weapons, although when they captured the Han Dynasty arsenal, they also robbed some of the ballistas, but the number of them was obviously small, and this time they came to block the attack, did not carry, and they were not the opponents of the Han army at all.

Fortunately, these large ballistas have a very slow launch speed, and the front troops sent by Bocai are also cannon fodder prepared by him, not his elites, and he is not distressed when he dies. As for letting those unarmored Yellow Turban thieves attack the front army, the purpose is naturally obvious, that is, to let them attack the Han army's military formation and prepare for the main force of the Yellow Turban thieves in armor behind.

Soon, the more than 10,000 Yellow Turban troops who were used as cannon fodder advanced to more than 200 steps in front of the Han army after several rounds of arrow rain. In this regard, the Han army infantry archers in front of them immediately raised their bows and soared into the sky, after a shout of "shooting" from the captains of each department.

Thousands of sharp feather arrows "buzz, bu......zz, buzz" came out of the bow, when those feather arrows climbed to the highest point of the sky, the original blue sky was also dark, like night for a moment, and then suddenly turned around, falling down rapidly, and then the huge army formation of yellow turban thieves bloomed thousands of gorgeous blood-colored waves in an instant.

"Shoot!"

"Buzz! Airplanes! Buzz ......"

After a round of arrow rain, a second round of arrow rain struck again, and the ferocity was really more fierce than the previous arrow rain.

"Shoot!"

"Buzz! Airplanes! Buzz ......"

"Ahh Yes! Ah......h

The Yellow Turban thieves who charged ahead, screaming, wailing, and crying helplessly, but all of this could not be exchanged for the slightest mercy of the Han army, this was a battle to the death, and neither of them dared to show mercy, because maybe let the other party survive now, and the next moment they would kill themselves.

In front of the Han army, round after round of arrow rain was dense and rapid, and the Han army's infantry archers were all shooting from their backs, and the targets they shot at had a specific area, so as long as the Yellow Turban Thieves broke through that area, they could basically survive.

However, when those lucky Yellow Turban thieves rushed out of the rain of arrows of the Han army, before they could catch their breath, they were greeted by a storm of crossbows.

"Ugh! Ah......h

"Ugh! Ah......h

"Ugh! Ah......h

……

The Yellow Turban thieves one after another, kept falling, the sound of arrows into the flesh and bones, constantly surrounding the battlefield, at this time, for them, stopping is death, retreating is also death, only by advancing, rushing into the formation of the Han army, can they live.

Therefore, even if the Han army's bows and crossbows were shooting more and more, those charging Yellow Turban thieves, in order to survive, their speed did not decrease, but the pace under their feet was even faster.

At the same time, perhaps in the hope that they would be invulnerable and escape the disaster, they once again thought of what the great sage had told them, and whether they were alive or about to die, they all used all their strength, or shouted with their last breath: "Heavens...... Dead...... Huang Tian...... Be ......"

"Heaven...... Dead ......"

"Huang Tian...... Be ......"

First dozens of people, then hundreds, then thousands, and finally tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves with the elite under Bo Cai, all stared at the scarlet eyes, shouted the passionate slogan to face the rain of arrows, pulled their legs and galloped, and faced death.

The sky does not refer to the heavens, but refers to the Han Dynasty, the Han Kingdom makes them have nothing, life is better than death, the poor get poorer, the rich get richer, the powerful landlords are powerful, and their background determines everything, and they can only rely on themselves completely, if they can't rely on themselves, then it's basically over.

To put it bluntly, this is completely an era of relying on life, born well, everything is decided, in this case, they, the civilians, will never be able to get ahead, and they can't even live, so what's the use of keeping this sky, this big man?

Since the Han can't control the landlords and the powerful, and the Han can't let his people be well fed and clothed, then they should die. And now, Taiping Dao has given them a chance to survive, and it has also made them understand that only Taiping Dao, and only Taiping Dao, can save the poor people in the world who are helpless like them.

I remember that the great sage and good teacher once said that the Taiping Tao will establish a country that will always be "peaceful", where there is no hierarchy, no distinction between upper and lower, no legal labor, no exploitation and oppression, no disease and natural disasters. And the great sage and good teacher, is the Taiping Dao established by this, they only follow the great sage and good teacher, have the protection of Huang Taiyi, under the will of the Heavenly Emperor Divine Master Huang Shenyue, overthrow the Han Dynasty, only in this way, they themselves and their relatives will no longer live that terrible life.

Because the great sage and good teacher are God-men, what he says must be true, and with the guidance of God, the "uprising" they did must be right, they are not rebellions, but "uprisings" to survive and gain their rights!

"The heavens are dead! Huang Tian should stand! ”

"Years old in Jiazi! The world is lucky! ”

……

This is no longer a slogan, but a prophecy from God, a language that God has sent great sages and mentors to give them a chance to live!

With the countless Yellow Turban thieves, who were not afraid of death, finally, some Yellow Turban thieves rushed to the front of the Han army, and then, more thieves and Han soldiers met, and the two sides collided fiercely, and instantly sent out a fierce fighting shout.

The Han army was in a rigorous formation, all of them were long-trained armor soldiers, they used spears, halberds, bows and crossbows to suppress the yellow turban thieves in front of them, and the sword and shield men took advantage of the gap to kill the enemy, step by step, and advanced forward like a machine, as if they would never stop without killing all the enemies. The Han army is covered with armor, for the Yellow Turban thieves who act as cannon fodder in front, it can be called an iron wall, every time the yamen tries to counterattack, it will be hit on the head and bleed, scattered and retreated, at the same time, it also means that there are thousands of lowly human lives, will be forever lost in this wilderness.

The Han army was in the front, Huangfu Li led his troops to fight in the first line, only to see the horse in his hand dancing wildly, a few moments, I don't know whether he stabbed the fifth or sixth person, at this moment, his opponent broke a big hole in his chest, but he clung to it, and other yellow turban thieves took the opportunity to besiege him, there were knives, halberds, but more farm tools iron hammers, iron shovels, etc.

Huangfu Li was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly gave up his weapon, took the long knife at his waist and retreated, although he had a part to protect each other desperately, his head was still hit by an iron shovel, and there was a "buzz" sound in his ears, and the sky was spinning for a while, and he fell from the horse in an instant. Seeing this, the soldiers on his side were frightened, and hurriedly did not fear death, and without waiting for him to land, he ran backwards as soon as he grabbed him, and he was stabbed three times in the back, and then he stumbled and brought Huangfu Li out of danger.

For these pro-soldiers, they can only complete the task if they keep the main general, even if they are defeated, it doesn't matter, and Huangfu Li's troops are all carefully selected elites by the Huangfu family, and some are even Huangfu people, and their loyalty is naturally not ordinary. As Huangfu Song's nephew, Huangfu Li's identity is naturally unusual, if something happens to him, even if the pro-soldier is alive, it is no different from death, and he can't say that he will join in.

After he was born, Huangfu Li shook his head and got up, the iron shovel was a blunt weapon, and he wore a heavy helmet, and his face was covered with blood and looked scary, but it didn't matter much. Turning his eyes, he saw his own soldiers lying on the ground like gold paper, motionless, and had died of exhaustion, Huangfu Li was grief-stricken, and his soldiers were no different from him and his relatives.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Huangfu Li has a part to resist the pressure from the left and right, he only needs to deal with the front, a treasure knife and chop, no one can stop him.

The cannon fodder of the Yellow Turban thieves was quickly killed by the Han army, but they were defeated but not chaotic, retreating again and again, and after reaching a certain point, they suddenly cracked from it and quickly pounced on both sides, only to see the 30,000 Yellow Turban armor soldiers who relied on the Yingchuan River appeared in the eyes of the Han army.

Of course, these waves of soldiers who are regarded as the main force are naturally not good-looking, after seeing the yellow turban companions in front of them disperse, they immediately shot the arrows that had been prepared in their hands for a long time, and shot at the Han army that had just opened up because of the battle with cannon fodder.

In an instant, I saw that in front of the Han army, crossbow arrows rained down and covered the sky, and the Han army, which had no time to defend in formation, had insufficient response and suffered heavy casualties. It's not that it didn't report, the time has not come, the Han army has relied on the array of crossbows, spanning for hundreds of years, invincible, and today finally tasted the taste that countless enemies had tasted before.

The Han army was in the rear, Huangfu Song saw this, stunned, this time, he seemed to understand Zhu Jun's defeated mentality better, it was really hard, and it was difficult for the Han army to defeat these thieves with confidence, could it be that the naivety of the Han Dynasty was about to die?