The eight Yellow Turban soldiers on the arrow tower had not undergone special training, and they did not have the ability to respond to unexpected situations, so they ran down from under the arrow tower one after another. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sun Jian waved the ring-headed knife in his hand, rushed over at lightning speed, stomped his feet with both legs, and the whole person jumped high, and a pair of legs were like a long whip, and slammed into the neck of the Yellow Turban soldier who fell behind.

Sun Jian picked up the longbow that fell on the ground and the arrows scattered all over the ground, and the dead soldiers around him rushed towards the Yellow Turban camp with torches.

Everywhere he went, one by one the fire snakes rose to the sky, and in the firelight in the sky, Sun Jian and the dead soldiers of the Han army behind him were stained with blood, leaving behind the corpses of the Yellow Turban soldiers who still had residual warmth.

This is not to say how heroic Sun Jian is, the main thing is that a mass of scattered Yellow Turban soldiers has no combat effectiveness at all, and even bandits and water bandits are not as good!

Moreover, the dead soldiers led by Sun Jian lurked in the shadows, scattered around, and attacked at the same time, which brought a lot of confusion to the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The sound of trumpets in his ears came and went, as if the defenders of the Changshe were swarming from all directions in the dark, and the people were panicked, and every Yellow Turban soldier was holding a farm tool in his hands.

Although the scattered Changshe dead soldiers really brought a lot of harassment to the Yellow Turban Battalion, after all, they were weak and finally outnumbered, like a stone thrown into the river, causing a faint ripple and sinking into the bottom of the river in an instant.

It is undeniable that the dead soldiers are all good at fighting, but the Yellow Turban soldiers were also killed with red eyes, and the Pu knife in his hand stabbed into the body of the dead soldier in front of him.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Pu Dao brought out a warm stream of blood, and the dead man's body weakened and collapsed to the ground.

"Rush!"

"What!"

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"Archer, prepare!"

One of the chiefs shouted in a deep voice, and in the face of the scarred dead, he gave up the idea of sending Yellow Turban soldiers to charge, and instead sent archers.

The dead man stared at the yellow scarves in front of him with burning eyes, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and a smile was hooked, he had four knife wounds on his chest and eight on his back, and the severe pain made his smile with a hint of desolation.

At this time, the dead man could no longer stand up, he held the ring head knife in his left hand, the blade of the knife was deeply inserted into the hard mud, and the warm blood gradually cooled in the cold wind.

"Yikes!"

Suddenly, the dead man let out a loud cry, pulled out the ring knife in his left hand, and in the cold moonlight, he rushed forward two steps.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

The arrows rained down into the dead man's chest, and instead of falling down immediately, he straightened up, his dark eyes shining brightly.

For a long time, the dead man stood there like a clay statue, and the chief continued to run towards the firelight with the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him.

The sporadic battles were quickly extinguished, and the moth-like behavior of the dead soldiers to the flames left an indelible fear on the Yellow Turban soldiers, and they also returned to darkness like meteors in the dark sky.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Bo Cai sat calmly on the Hu bed, and Du Long picked up the teacup in front of him and took a breath.

Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao and several other Qu Shuai also sat below, and the originally happy exchange meeting was interrupted because of the sudden enemy attack and riots.

How many of the finesses have been mixed in?

Could it be that reinforcements from the Han army have come?

Can you hold the camp?

The Qu Shuai looked at each other, they had no bottom in their hearts, and the Changshe did not take it, but fell into the encirclement by itself.

"Dafang, why don't I go out and have a look?"

For a long time, Zhou Cang couldn't sit still, his hands clenched his fists, and he said in a deep voice.

Pei Yuanshao on the side took the initiative to ask Ying to go to Changshe City to call the battle, Huangfu Song, the old turtle, didn't come out, he remembered it like a cat's claw scratching his heart.

Now that it's not easy, the Han army has taken the initiative to come out, how can you miss such a good opportunity?

Bo Cai glanced at Pei Yuanshao noncommittally, and said softly: "What are you panicking, if the main force of the Han army comes over, why didn't they fight us to the death in the first place?" ”

Dulong on the side was just drinking tea, without saying anything, although Zhou Cang was a rough man, he also knew what the connection should be.

At that moment, Zhou Cang pulled Pei Yuanshao, and the two sat down and began a long wait.

"Oh no, it's on fire!"

It was a cold winter, and the Yellow Turban soldiers lit a lot of bonfires for warmth, and the bonfires were cleverly used by Sun Jian and other dead soldiers, and one tent after another was engulfed in the raging fire.

Some of the tents also had sleeping Yellow Turban soldiers, and suddenly, there were heart-rending wails and cries for help from several tents.

"Help!"

"What a fire!"

"Ahh

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The nearest river was still on the mountainside to the north, and in a hurry, the Yellow Turban soldiers had no time to stop the fire, so they had to watch their comrades trapped in the fire cage.

Zuo Zhangba held Xuanyue in his hand and stared coldly at Sun Jian not far away, at this time he slashed at the chest of the Yellow Turban soldier, and suddenly, a blood flower burst out from the opponent's chest.

The enemy is very red when they meet!

It just so happened that Sun Jian and Zuo Zhangba had an account to calculate, just in the dry canal, Zuo Zhangba tried three times or four times to see if there were still ambushes, and almost, Sun Jian and they were exposed in advance.

"Ahh With a scream, a dead soldier beside Sun Jian was pierced through the heart by an arrow, and his body fell heavily backwards, falling to the ground with a "plop".

At this time, there were only two dead soldiers left by Sun Jian's side, they were holding the ring-headed knife, and their eyes were burning at the Yellow Turban soldiers who surrounded them.

Qin Zhong has been paying attention to Sun Jian, and according to time, Sun Jian went to Liangzhou to quell the rebellion because of the bravery he showed in the process of crusading against the Yellow Turban bandits.

At this time, Sun Jian was young and vigorous, decisive in killing, and knew how to advance and retreat, and in his eyes, the bandits were the ladder for his promotion.

Of course, for the Han Shi and the lower-level landlord Haoqiang, this is the only opportunity to make a difference.

However, fate is often very interesting at times, the hound must eventually be lost on the mountain, Sun Jian was valued by the imperial court in the suppression of the Yellow Turban bandits, and finally died at the hands of Huang Zu.

Sun Jian put the head knife in his right hand in front of his chest, took a deep breath, and the left bearded Zhangba on the opposite side clenched the Xuanyue in his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Guy, boy, it's actually here, just stay." ”

As he spoke, the Xuanyue in Zuo Zhangba's hand rubbed the air and made a hunting sound, slashing towards Sun Jian.