After a while, the scout who went to inquire about the news was covered with weeds for concealment, and knelt down on one knee in front of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. At this moment, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu listened to the news www.biquge.info of the Yellow Turban.

"The Yellow Turbans are still more than 20 miles away from our department, and there are about 3,000 people and horses, and they are marching quickly and approaching our department.

"Probe again, see where the Yellow Turban headquarters is," Zhang Fei raised his hand, and the scout bowed and retreated.

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu glanced at each other, and the two fell into silence, quietly waiting for the scout to report further.

Half an hour later, the scouts sent back one after another, and the scouts reported that thirty miles away from the Yellow Turban 3,000 vanguard army, there were 6,000 elite soldiers and horses of the Yellow Turban.

"Li Damu, there is indeed a hand," Zhang Fei said in a deep voice.

"Big brother," Zhang Fei suddenly raised his head, a scorching light shot out of the tiger's eyes, and waved his hand into a fist, "Since Li Damu dares to use three thousand yellow scarves as bait, then this bait, let him eat it, let him lose his wife and break his army." ”

At that moment, Guan Yu twisted his eyebrows and said, "Thirty miles, a quick march can be reached in an hour, a quick battle, eat it within an hour, and you must not let the yellow scarf seize the opportunity." ”

"Haha, big brother, don't worry, if you have a heart or not, the three thousand people of the Yellow Turban, just stay here!" Zhang Fei's chest raised a monstrous pride.

"Yellow scarf," a sneer flashed in Zhang Fei's eyes, and he said to Lin Shothu, who was standing five steps away, "Pass the order and go." ”

"Huh," Lin Shuhu hurriedly walked into the distance.

In the village, a soldier named Beidou Battalion either wiped his blade, or plucked the bowstring in his hand, or lay down to rest under Lin Shuhu's loud order, quickly lined up like a cheetah, and then led out of the village by the commanders of each department.

A moment later, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu took their respective guards to catch up with the soldiers of the Beidou Battalion.

On the official road of Taoqiu, Chen ordered the forward Yellow Turban to move forward cautiously, and sent scouts to investigate, for fear of following in the footsteps of the last time.

"Damn, I'm quite careful," on the side of Taoqiu's official road, the Beidou Battalion scout hiding in the weeds spat out the grass branches in his mouth, and looked at the vigilant Yellow Turban soldier with disdain.

As time passed, the 3,000 vanguard troops on display passed through the mountains and forests on both sides of the forbidden ambush.

On horseback, the highly tense Chen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped a little sweat on his cheeks, and looked at the black shadow of Dongming County looming in the distance, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed an inexplicable smile.

"The order goes down, the whole army advances quickly, and rushes to Dongming County as soon as possible," on horseback, the herald said to the herald beside him, the herald got the order, and rode the horse back and forth to convey the order of the display

Five miles to the left of Taoqiu Mountain, behind a small dirt slope overgrown with weeds, Zhang Fei, Zhang Kai and part of the Han army lay on their chests behind the dirt slope, for fear of being discovered by the yellow turbans.

Seeing the Yellow Turban soldiers on the official road walking into the ambush circle set up by the Han army, Zhang Yan, who was lying next to Zhang Fei, subconsciously clenched his fists, "Childe." ”

"Don't worry," Zhang Fei said without replying, "Wait for the Yellow Turban to completely enter the ambush circle and then lead the troops to cover and kill, and then none of the Yellow Turbans will be able to escape." ”

"As a commander of the army, you can't only be brave, calm, patient, strategic, and pattern are indispensable, and you must not lose the victory for the sake of the situation in front of you," At this time, Zhang Fei couldn't help but turn his head sideways to teach his playmate since childhood, showing expectations.

"Hmm," Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Fei gratefully, grinning his white front teeth and showing a shy smile on his face.

Then, Zhang Fei turned his vision to stare at the Yellow Turban, calculating at high speed how long it would take for all the Yellow Turbans to enter the ambush circle.

When most of the Yellow Turban soldiers fell into an ambush circle, Zhang Fei slammed the dirt slope, stood up from the grass, and hissed and shouted, "Archer, release the arrows." ”

At the same time, hundreds of people emerged from the dense grass on both sides of the official road, each holding a rope the thickness of a baby's arm, and pulling the rope in their hands with a tacit "cheer".

With a "boom" sound, the long official road instantly collapsed and opened a big hole. Suddenly, the dust was flying, and the Yellow Turban Vanguard was overturned on their backs by the sudden noise.

When Zhang Fei gave the order, from the dense grass, a strong murderous aura rushed into the sky, and hundreds of ironclad guards wearing iron armor, with ring-headed swords hanging from their waists, and spears in their hands, roared towards the Yellow Turban Army.

With a shrill whistling sound, three hundred archers standing behind the slope drew their bowstrings into a full moon, and locust-like arrows were thrown out, and countless Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground screaming, and then were trampled to death by the robes behind them, or they were shot by arrows and killed with one arrow.

"Kill," the hundreds of ironclad guards who followed behind the arrow stabbed out their spears and opened their fangs at the Yellow Turban Vanguard.

"Plop, plop," the ironclad guards cooperated in one, two, two, two, one in front, and two in the back to help him contain the Yellow Turban soldiers in the left and right directions.

"Steady, steady," shouted the marquis of the Yellow Turbans, intending to stabilize the panicked vanguard.

"Huh," the hot red blood poured on a Han soldier wearing iron armor, causing him to increase his evil spirit, as if he was climbing up step by step from the bones of the Nine Secluded Underworld.

After several waves of arrows, the Yellow Turban soldiers were in a mess, and while hurriedly giving orders to stabilize the morale of the army, they ordered the soldiers to counterattack the Han army in ambush.

Among the weeds in the mountains and forests on both sides of the official road, the Han soldiers threw away their bows and arrows, picked up the ring-headed knives that had been prepared on the side, and rushed down from the mountains and forests, and fought with the Yellow Turban Vanguard.

Suddenly, the sword light was like a white curtain, pulling the old elder. In the blink of an eye, the blood water like a fountain dyed red and rose to the sky, dyeing the red and white curtain, giving people a strange appearance.

On horseback, the pupils of the display were constricted, and the vanguard army of his own side was like straw cut by the Han army stubble after stubble, advancing layer by layer.

With the wails of the fallen Yellow Turban soldiers, Chen Chen hurriedly woke up, his eyes instantly caught the key to it, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "How can the Han army have such a brave soldier, almost comparable to the Yellow Turban Warriors." ”

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"You," said a yellow turban commander with a halberd, "lead thirty horsemen to break out of the encirclement, report to the commander, and quickly come to help." ”

"Oh," the commander wearing two crotch armor did not shirk, and led the horse with more than ten people to break out of the encirclement from the edge of the mountain road and rushed to the place where Li Damu's army was.

When the monstrous waves surged in the chest, the heads of the Yellow Turban Pioneer Army showed a look of disbelief, and a shocked look hung on their faces for a long time.

"This, is this still an officer and army who are looking down on the wind?" A yellow turban commander trembled his jaw, looking at the Han army who looked like a wolf and a tiger, as if he would never fall to the ground, his eyes were full of fear.

"Shrink the formation, defend on the spot," Lie's anxious voice came out, and then, in the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, it was useless, and the sound of the fight suppressed his loud voice, which made Zhan Lie anxious for a while. Then, the display seemed to remember something, and let the guards around him blow the horns.

The melodious and dull sound of bull horns sounded on the small official road, and a small number of Yellow Turban soldiers formed a semi-arc circle with the robes beside them to resist the Han army, but more desolate Yellow Turban soldiers trampled one after another, or ran for their lives, wishing that there was a big hole under their feet that could allow them to escape the catastrophe.

On the dirt slope, Zhang Fei condescendingly glanced at the formation of the Yellow Turban, and couldn't help but shake his head, just with these miscellaneous soldiers, he could even make a riot in the eight states of the Han Dynasty, and he also attacked the city all the way and went deep into the heart of the Han Dynasty.

As time passed, the Yellow Turban soldiers fell one after another, and a panic gradually spread, and the Yellow Turban soldiers fought with the Han army with horror in their eyes.

Among the yellow turban soldiers, a green figure, like a hundred flowers blooming, releases a chilling killing machine, making people fall straight into the ice cave.

Half an hour later, the ambush circle of the Han army gradually became smaller, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were wrapped in dumplings, and they were all surrounded by the Han army.

On the narrow battlefield, Chen Zhen stood in front of the vanguard covered in blood, holding a steel knife with a curled blade in his hand, his face was full of exhaustion, and he said in a hoarse voice, "The commander's reinforcements will arrive soon, give Lao Tzu a little more persistence, get through, everyone will live, can't get through, and be loyal to General Tiangong together," After speaking, the corner of Zhan Lie's mouth pulled out a mocking look.

"Loyalty, hehe." Chen Chen was sneering in his heart, and before leaving, Si Li told him that he used the vanguard army as a bait to try to lure the Han army out of the city to attack, and the army came to the rescue in half an hour.

"Kill," Chen Lie's eyes were red, and he rushed into the Han army with a steel knife, frantically fighting with the Han army, looking like he was fighting for his life, and he didn't care about his own safety.

The display frantically killed several Han soldiers in a row, attracting Guan Yu's sideways eyes, wielding a knife to kill several Yellow Turban soldiers under the knife, and striding towards the display.

A few meters away from the display, Guan Yu swung his knife and slashed several Yellow Turban soldiers in a row, kicked the ground, and the people jumped out like cannonballs, with a calm face, and the green dragon glaive knife in his hand roared out of the dragon's groan, trembling endlessly.

"Huh?" Zhan Lie, who was fighting with the Han army, was sensitive, looked up, and felt a touch of blue light with a groundbreaking sword momentum cut down from the sky.

With a "boom", like a muffled thunder, the display was divided into two halves, the blood mist flew, and the two halves of the corpses disturbed by the knife were unstoppable, smashing into the display guards on both sides.

"My lord," Chen Hang's guards watched this scene, their eyes splitting.

"Kill him and avenge your lordship." A personal guard raised his head with a high sword, left behind the Han army fighting against him, and killed Guan Yu.

"Kill, avenge the adults." Dozens of guards wielding ring-headed knives surrounded Guan Yu, but Guan Yu was not only afraid, but rushed into the crowd with an arrow, and the green dragon glaive sword hung down from the nine heavens, hooking up a cyan light curtain, blocking all of them.

In order to gain time, Guan Yu ordered not to take prisoners, all of them were killed on the spot, even though Zhang Fei couldn't bear it, but he put the overall situation first, so he let people pack up his corpse and then quickly retreated to Dongming County.