The night was bright, and the moonlight shone unobstructedly on his yellow turban, but his face could not be seen clearly.

"General Pei, we've been waiting for three days, and the brothers can't find anything to eat, do you have to wait?"

A question that had been obviously suppressed for a long time sounded behind him, and in this silent night, he could vaguely feel that the man was a little relaxed and expectant after saying the words that he had held in his heart.

"If you want to go, you can go, there are many granges around here because of the war, the owners have died, and we can't die if we occupy the land, and life is much better than the ordinary people before the rebellion."

How many people who can follow Pei Yuanshao to rush out of the sea of fire from the side, and for a while to press the officials and soldiers to fight, enjoy the pleasure of war, burning, killing and looting, and then go back to be farmers again?

"Then please take the brothers who are willing to leave and go to other commanders!"

Pei Yuanshao didn't try to keep it from beginning to end, maybe he kept his word, or maybe he was tired of this life of licking blood from the knife edge, and gave himself a reason to let go, he stayed on this side of the land.

……

"Brother Hong, don't you want the more than 3,000 yellow scarves that surrendered?"

The horses' hooves clattered, and the sound of the 10,000-strong army walking was even louder, so that the sleepy Hong Ji did not hear Cao Cao's whispering.

Cao Cao observed carefully, sighed lightly, and didn't bother with what Hong Ji thought.

Sleeping in the open air, resting on the spot when tired, waking up and continuing to hurry, but in 15 days, the group rushed to Julu.

"Report! Thirty miles ahead, a large number of yellow turbans are gathered! ”

"Probe!"

An hour later, another scout came to report that Julu not only had a large number of yellow turbans, but also that the Han army had assembled.

"Mengde, what do you think?"

"Presumably General Lu and that horn are going to have a decisive battle, general, we should speed up the march, when their two armies are anxious, our army will divide into two roads, all the way to burn down the Yellow Turban camp, all the way out from the flank, the Yellow Turban will not be able to form an army."

Hong Ji adopted Cao Cao's advice and ordered the army to speed up, but although he did not march in a hurry for half a month, he did not rest well, so that when the army arrived at the battlefield, he was not in a good state.

A black crowd suddenly appeared on the edge of the battlefield, and the crimson military uniform was even brighter and dazzling under the scorching sun.

A person in the Yellow Turban Army, who was thin and delicate, holding a nine-section battle, and was typical of showing talent, glanced at the Han army who suddenly appeared: "Can the army be assembled?" ”

"Big brother, it's been assembled, but it's just that group of Han troops?"

"Ignore it!"

Different from Zhang Jiao's indifference, Lu Zhi was overjoyed when he saw the Han army that suddenly appeared, and his chances of winning this battle were one more point.

If it weren't for the fact that the grain and grass were exhausted, and Zhang Jiao's army was trapped in Julu City, and was surrounded by Zhang Jiao to send reinforcements, Lu Zhi couldn't make up his mind to have a decisive battle with Zhang Jiao, after all, more than 20,000 horses under his command were already the last elite of the Han Dynasty, and Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song's army was composed of a small number of elites as the backbone and recruited a large number of recruits.

Looking at the two armies lined up on the endless plain that had not yet started fighting, Cao Cao's face darkened: "I didn't want this place to be so open, I wanted to be surprised, but now it seems to be delusional......"

Just when Cao Cao was thinking about what to do next, a surprising situation happened, Zhang Jiao actually issued an order for the whole army to attack, ignoring the nearly 10,000 Han troops who were looking out from ten miles away.

"My lord, Zhang Jiao has attacked!"

"I know!"

Lu Zhi casually replied to the lieutenant general's reminder, and it was unreasonable for him to be wary of friendly forces, but no matter what, he had to resist this wave of impact before he could give the friendly troops a chance to cut in.

Different from the Yellow Turban Army, which is full of infantry, the five schools of the Northern Army, two of which are cavalry, one of which is called the Yue Cavalry Battalion, which is the elite of the main infantry unit of the Han Army that attacked the Xiongnu many times during the Western Han Dynasty.

I saw that in the middle of the battlefield, the 5,000 Yue cavalry battalion walked towards the 100,000 yellow turbans that launched the charge with indifferent faces, and dozens of them formed a hedgehog-like defensive circle with various arms, and hundreds of squads formed a military formation.

Rumble!!!

The phalanx in the front row of the Vietnamese cavalry battalion to meet the enemy held the iron shield in their hands to resist the charge of the Yellow Turban.

Burst! Web! Web!

There are really many people in the Yellow Turbans, and the people in front of them have no conflict with the defense of the iron shield, and they are pushed by the people behind them to the spear that leaks through the gap between the iron shields, and they don't blink to death.

One after another, the Yellow Turbans, strung together in a barbecue, made the pikemen, who were stubbornly standing diagonally, take a few steps back, and their untouched feet actually streaked a long trail on the ground.

But even so, the 5,000 Qianyue cavalry battalion still blocked the charge of 100,000 yellow turbans, and killed countless people.

Lu Zhi is naturally not a person who will miss the fighter, as his command flag waved, the shooting battalion that had been prepared behind the Yue cavalry battalion raised the bow and arrow in their hands 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 rain of arrows in the sky fell on the heads of the densely blocked Yellow Turban Army like a torrential rain, and in an instant the rain of arrows mixed with blood moistened the earth.

This is not over, the soldiers of the Sound Battalion, who had just finished shooting a round of arrows, actually shot a second round of three arrows in unison two seconds later.

The wails and screams resounded through the land of the giant deer.

Accompanied by the wail of the yellow scarf, even Hong Ji and the others, who were ten miles away, felt the sound of trembling on the ground.

Writing brush! Writing brush! ……

The ground began to boil in unison, and the soldiers of the Changshui Battalion, composed of 5,000 Hu people, let out a crazy howl.

"Whew......"

The Tun Cavalry Battalion and the Changshui Battalion easily tore through the Yellow Turban's defense, which was not worth mentioning, and killed as much as they could on the Yellow Turban's flank.

Even if they don't wield the saber, with the impact of the strong horse, the soldiers of the two battalions can easily harvest the life of the Yellow Turban, and if they swing the saber excitedly, they can cut through the inferior defensive equipment in the hands of the Yellow Turban with the impact force.

Hong Ji looked at the one-sided slaughter in a daze, and forgot to give any order.

"Is this the real elite strength of the Great Han?" Cao Cao's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look.

Just when Hong Ji and the others thought that the shock was over, the shooting battalion that had shot all the arrows quietly retreated, and the infantry battalion, which had not moved, came to the original position of the shooting battalion.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Five thousand cold spears shot up into the sky, and the blinding silver light made it impossible for anyone who saw it to forget his light.