Half an hour after the confrontation between the two armies, Wu Ba, who escaped with his life, re-erected the flag in the back of the yellow turban in embarrassment, and watched quietly for a while. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, Marshal," the guards immediately rode their horses to Chu Yan, who was a few miles away, to mobilize troops and horses.

In the battle, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu and other captains of the Han army fell into a sea of battles. After a long battle, the Yellow Turban had no intention of defeating at all, which made Zhonglang General Zong's members anxious for a while, for fear that Zhang Jiao in Guangzong City would lead his troops to rush out and join the battlefield, and at that time, his tens of thousands of troops would be buried in the battlefield.

Not long after, the sect member met Zhang Fei by chance on the battlefield, and hurriedly stopped Zhang Fei, while facing the rushing Yellow Turban soldiers, he concisely analyzed the situation in front of Zhang Fei, which made Zhang Fei, who was on the top of the killing, couldn't help but pour cold water, and his mind suddenly sobered up.

In a few breaths, Zhang Fei raised his spear to pick and kill several Yellow Turban soldiers, and asked, "Lord Zhonglang, you mean to let me lead the soldiers and horses of my headquarters to attack from the rear of the Yellow Turbans and defeat the Yellow Turban army in one fell swoop." ”

"Well," said the sect member as the two fought side by side, "the situation is now unfavorable to us, our army only has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and the Yellow Turbans have tens of thousands of troops. Under the disparity in numbers, if Zhang Jiao in Guangzong City did his best, I am afraid that the whole army of our army will not be far from defeat. Now, our army has the upper hand, and in order to prevent an emergency, we should fight a quick battle to avoid complications. ”

"Okay," Zhang Fei immediately responded, the spear was like a whirlwind, and it burst to the left side of the battlefield, and after tearing a gap and rushing out, Zhang Fei blew the horn hanging around his neck. In the midst of the whine, the horn sounded in the middle of the battlefield with a melodious and dull melody.

With a full stick of incense, the only remaining more than 300 cavalry broke away from the battlefield and formed a sharp array gathered behind Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei looked at his subordinates, and his eyes showed a sad look, what a good son, just fell on this land, which made Zhang Fei sigh for a while, there were no eyes in the battlefield, maybe the next one to fall was himself.

At that moment, Zhang Fei couldn't care about the loss of the cavalry, and raised his snake spear, "Follow me." Immediately, hundreds of cavalry followed behind Zhang Fei, bypassing the battlefield where the battle was being fought, and killing the rear of the Yellow Turban.

The war horse galloped half a cup of tea, and Zhang Fei hit the horse in a semi-arc from the back side of the yellow scarf.

In the high-speed gallop of the war horse, the snake spear in Zhang Fei's palm flashed with cold light, and he entered from the back of the yellow turban, and rampage wildly all the way, so that the rear of the yellow turban that came back to his senses could not form an encirclement of hundreds of cavalry, so that Zhang Fei led the cavalry as if he had entered a no-man's land.

Not long after, after Wu Ba, who coordinated the rear, learned the news, he was angry, and immediately ordered a member of Xiao Fang Qushuai to take a party of soldiers and horses to stop him, and he must stop Zhang Fei.

During the charge, Zhang Fei raised his voice, "Keep up, don't fight." The snake spear was picked up in front of him, and it slashed through the leather armor on the chest of a member of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Within a few breaths, the Yellow Turban Xiao Fang Qu Shuai, who had been ordered to come, rushed to Zhang Fei with four thousand people against the current. Before he could stagger, Zhang Fei made several moves in a row, which shocked the arm of the yellow turban Xiao Fang Qushuai who resisted Zhang Fei, making him cry bitterly.

At the moment when the two horses were staggered, the Yellow Turban military general felt that he didn't need to be happy in the face of this brave Han general, and Zhang Fei still had the strength to shake the tail of the snake spear and swept away to the right. In the next moment, the Yellow Turban generals who were attacked by the snake spear flew straight out and smashed away several Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Kill," Zhang Fei shouted violently, his eyes were red, and he stabbed a spear at the ushered Yellow Turban soldier. In a flash of cold light, a yellow turban soldier fell under Zhang Fei's spear.

After a long battle, Zhang Fei successfully chiseled through the Yellow Turban camp, but unfortunately failed to defeat the Yellow Turban Army in one fell swoop as the sect members wished, causing it to form a rout.

Just as Zhang Fei wanted to lead more than 200 cavalry into the battlefield again, thousands of soldiers and horses rushed from the flank of the Yellow Turban, and the leader was holding a signature weapon, a double-strand sword. Seeing this, Zhang Fei muttered in a low voice, "Liu Bei, why is he here," Immediately after, Zhang Fei couldn't think about why Liu Bei appeared on the battlefield, instead of being driven away by saving Dong Zhuo in the romance.

On the flank of the Yellow Turban, Liu Bei, who was holding a double-strand sword, said in a loud voice, "Second brother, follow me to take the Chinese army directly and help the army drive away the Yellow Turban thieves." ”

"Okay," a loud response, followed by a member behind Liu Bei, a young general in a white robe urged the yellow fat horse under his crotch, and a rotten silver gun in his hand shot dozens of silver lights, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten fell under his gun.

"Kill," the dignified-looking young general shouted with a rotten silver gun, and led thousands of soldiers and horses into the rear of the Yellow Turban.

In the battlefield, the two sides fought for several hours, and they were already exhausted, and now, the Han army has thousands of fresh troops to join, and the Yellow Turban Army has been defeated and retreated.

In the battle array, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, Liu Bei, and Zong Yuan gathered the school into one place to form a strengthened version of the Arrow Formation. In the arrow array, with Zhang Fei as the arrow, Guan Yu and the white-robed young men under Guan Yu were the two wings, and in the middle were hundreds of cavalry and thousands of foot soldiers gathered together, impacting the middle of the yellow turban with great momentum.

In an instant, like the Han army pouring into the Yangtze River, it defeated the Yellow Turban army in the battlefield, and constantly drove the rout to the rear of the Yellow Turban.

In the battle formation, the retreating rout of the Yellow Turban and the advancing Yellow Turban soldiers collided in one place. Suddenly, there was a burst of chaos in the battle circle, and the rout was surging, so that Wu Ba lost the ability to command the Yellow Turban.

Not long after, Wu Ba, who saw that the opportunity was not good, immediately decided to withdraw from the battlefield with a team of personal guards, and then ordered someone to ring the golden bell and withdraw from the battlefield.

As soon as the golden bell rang, the yellow turban no longer had the slightest heart to resist, and ran backwards one after another, for fear of being caught and killed by the Han army.

In the face of the rout of the Yellow Turban, the sect members were not carried away by the momentary victory, and chased and killed all the way. Instead, Mingjin collected his troops, retreated to the big camp and guarded it, waiting for Huangfu Song to lead the army to come.

When the Han army retreated to the camp that stretched for several miles, the Yellow Turban Army appeared on the battlefield under the leadership of Chu Yan, a dignified and dignified Qu Shuai, after joining up with the remnants of Wu Ba.

In the battlefield, Chu Yan, who had just been crowned in his early twenties, had a pair of cold eyes, two curved eyebrows like paint, and a broad chest.

At this time, Chu Yan said with a straight face, "Pass the order, collect the corpses of the Taiping Army brothers, and bury them alive." ”

"Oh," Chu Yan's personal guard immediately went down to arrange.

At this time, an embarrassed Wu Ba appeared beside Chu Yan, gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother, can you lead the troops to fight again." ”

Chu Yan glanced at the Han army camp, and saw that it was heavily guarded, and it was impossible to go out of the camp to fight with the department. At that moment, Chu Yan's starry eyes showed a fierce expression, "Senior brother, it is impossible to fight again, not to mention that we can't attack this battle, our army will be defeated miserably, and morale will fall, if we fight again, if we can't capture the Han army camp, causing our army's morale to decline again, then the gains outweigh the losses, first retreat to Guangzong City, and then do other things." ”

"It's really cheap for them," Wu Ba said hatefully, but for Chu Yan, who was more than ten years younger than him, Wu Ba was still more convinced, not to mention that Chu Yan was Zhang Jiao's closed disciple, just Chu Yan's second-rate peak combat power and learned the art of war taught by Zhang Jiao, so that he could not refute Chu Yan's order.

At that moment, when the soldiers under his command collected the corpses of their soldiers and pulled them back, Chu Yan led his soldiers and horses back to Guangzong City, and in the Han army camp, when they learned that the Yellow Turban had withdrawn, the sect members hurriedly sent a thousand soldiers out of the camp to collect the corpses and find a place to bury the corpses, so as to avoid the plague and cause great losses.

In the big tent of the Han army, the sect members sat in the first place, and the left and right sides of it sat under the command and Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Liu Bei and others. At this time, the sect member swept away the previous haze and said with a smile, "This battle is a great victory, and the morale of the army has been decadent for a long time, thanks to the help of Yide, Xuande and all of you, to repel the Yellow Turban. ”

At that moment, Zhang Fei and Liu Bei said in unison, "Lord Zhonglang Miao praise," Hearing this, Zhang Fei stared at Liu Bei sideways, and his heart was full of slander; And Liu Bei looked at Zhang Fei with a smile on his face.

Being stared at by Liu Bei like this, Zhang Fei provoked Liu Bei with sharp eyes, and scolded in his heart, "Your grandmother's, looking at Lao Tzu's heart." ”

Suddenly, Zhang Fei looked at the white-robed young general standing behind Liu Bei out of the corner of his eyes, and saw that the white-robed young general had clear eyebrows, was eight feet tall, had a broad face, and was holding a rotten silver gun, which made Zhang Fei feel a drum in his heart, "This can't be Changshan Zhao Zilong!" ”

"Hahaha," the sect member laughed, satisfied with the modesty of the two. Suddenly, the sect member looked at Liu Bei, "Xuande, you didn't go to Jingzhou on the order of Lu Zhonglang to follow Zhu Zhonglang to suppress the rebels, how could you suddenly appear here." ”

"Lord Zhonglang," Liu Bei bowed slightly, "You Zhonglang heard that his teacher was framed, and the change of commander in the imperial court will definitely cause the morale of our army to plummet." And because the new Dong Zhonglang was not familiar with the tactics of war, he used the art of war to deal with the Qiang people to deal with the Yellow Turbans, and he was afraid that it would change, so he sent troops to help. ”

"Right Zhonglang is really far-sighted," the sect member sighed, "I think that Dong Zhuo, when he first took office, in order to redeem the change of commander, the generals and soldiers in the army were forced to send troops in order to divert the attention of the officers and men of the army and deal with the yellow turbans." Unexpectedly, in a battle, the army was defeated and retreated for twenty miles in a row. ”

"So, today, there are Xuande, Yunchang, and Yide here, galloping to the aid of the army, defeating the Yellow Turban, and restoring the morale of the army. A certain person has prepared food and wine to celebrate today's battle. ”

After a while, the sergeants of their own army served some wine and meat, and in the big tent of the Chinese army, they pushed the cups and changed the lamps for a while, and the soldiers and members outside were asked to add a meal of meat, and each person had a bowl of wine.

An hour later, the sect members ordered the generals in the tent to disperse the feast and remain vigilant in case the Yellow Turbans led their troops to attack the camp. At that moment, all the captains in the tent saluted the sect members one after another, and then returned to their respective tents with the personal guards. As soon as he left the camp, Zhang Fei pulled Guan Yu and looked at the back of Liu Bei and the white-robed young general leaving, and shouted, "Zhao Hu." ”

Suddenly, Liu Bei and the white-robed young general stopped, turned around and looked around, making sure that Zhang Fei was not calling the soldiers who were all around, and pointed to himself, "Zhang Fei, you are calling me two." ”