The earth under the blazing sun was full of corpses and rivers of blood.

The 30,000 people who were crushed by the 5,000 elite soldiers of Guan Hai's department were like a flock of sheep, forced to rush forward by a fierce tiger, knowing that it was death, but they had no choice.

Han Lie, who was in front of the military formation, looked at the rows of fallen corpses with cold eyes, but his heart couldn't help twitching, the fallen yellow turbans in front of him were all farmers.

They even have shovels, hoes, wooden sticks and other strange-looking weapons in their hands, they have no choice, and Han Lie in front of the army also has no way, although the slaughter of these people is very cruel, but the battlefield has always been a sea of corpses and blood, as long as there is still a breath, there is no mercy to talk about.

Han Lie's department, which occupied the top of the tuyere, a rain of arrows from two thousand people shot out in turn, and the dense rain of arrows, with the help of the wind direction, was obviously more powerful than usual.

One by one, the feathered arrows fell like raindrops in the enemy's formation, and those who were driven away could only be blocked by flesh and blood, and the sound of screams, roars, and cries of pain resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Command all departments, form a cone formation, and directly smash the enemy's middle army camp." Seeing that the Yellow Turban rebels had already killed in front of the battle, Han Lie issued a military order in a deep voice, and at the same time, he stepped out with a horizontal sword, and the fifty cavalry soldiers on the left and right, under the leadership of Tai Shici, formed two wings to escort and kill the enemy formation.

The bright sword light, under the refraction of the bright sun, was like a reflector, once it was refracted on the eyes of the enemies who rushed up, it suddenly made those enemy soldiers stagnate, and there was a moment of blindness in front of them.

On the battlefield, death is often just a thought, and preempting a little opportunity is enough to produce fatal results.

Han Lie took the lead, the horse chopping knife in his hand swept out, the sword light slashed, and an oncoming sergeant was directly cut in half by his thunderous sword, and the blood sprayed out.

"Loyal to the Han, loyal to the people, the red flame is longing, never die!"

Four thousand wolf-like soldiers of the Red Flame Army followed closely behind, and a roar of rage came out of their mouths.

The gentian gun in Zhao Yun's hand stabbed out, and a gun shadow was conjured, and several enemy soldiers rushed up, their eyes were all the same, and their bodies were cold, and they all fell down in despair.

In such hand-to-hand combat, although the strength of the individual is limited, but the so-called general is the courage of the soldiers, seeing the brave posture of their own main general, the soldiers of the Red Flame Army are naturally also courageous, and the bloody eruption.

"Kill!" Tai Shi Ci, who was holding a fine iron gun, although his marksmanship was not exquisite, but he was wide open and closed, and in such a rushing battle, his lethality was amazing, and he was not weaker than anyone under Han Lie's tent.

The edge of the Red Flame Army was unbreakable, and the five generals of Han Lie, Zhao Yun, Xu Huang, Dian Wei, and Tai Shi Ci formed a conical formation and rushed into the enemy formation.

Guan Hai, who was standing in the position of the Chinese army, saw that just one contact, the Han army tore open a hole and pounced on him, and he chuckled in his heart, and roared with the same expression: "All departments meet the attack, kill a Han soldier, and reward 100 yuan." ”

"Kill, kill." The five thousand soldiers under the tent were encouraged by this, and suddenly burst out into a roar.

"Red Flame Direction, Never Die!" In the face of the roar of the Yellow Turban Army, the Red Flame Army rushed forward without giving way.

Going deep into the depths, Han Lie had already abandoned his horse, hand-to-hand fighting, the foot battle was obviously smaller than riding on a horse, but the lethality was greater, Han Lie, who was holding a horse chopping knife, turned into a killing god, the sword light passed, and the blood light stump flew sideways.

"Kill him." A small leader of the yellow scarf, seeing that Han Lie was wearing a beast-faced head swallowing armor and a red brocade shawl, and when he saw that he was a general of the Han army, he immediately commanded twenty sergeants under his subordinates and fanned them up with guns.

"Dead open." Facing more than a dozen stabbing blades, Han Lie snorted coldly, the slashing saber in his hand turned into a ray of light, and a move 'Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Shock' was used, only to see the blade flashing, and the stabbing blade was either blocked or cut off.

Taking advantage of the situation, the war saber pushed out flat, shook away another wave of stabbing blades in one fell swoop, and drew the sword in his left hand, and the Tai'a sword evolved into a lone light, which instantly pierced the chests of the three enemy soldiers.

Holding a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, attacking left and right, it can be said that he is invincible, and the little leader of the yellow turban, seeing that Han Lie is so brave, under the fright, the spear stabbed out of his hand also retracted.

"Die!" Han Lie shouted, and the slashing knife slashed down in the air, directly splitting the other party's shoulder.

"Death to those who stand in my way." At this moment, I saw Dian Wei on the other side, facing the siege of a team of yellow turban soldiers, but he waved the double iron halberd excitedly, and directly pounced into the enemy.

On the other side, Xu Huang, although his personal strength was not as good as Han Liedianwei, but the thousands of sergeants in the front battalion of his department put out a long snake formation, directly chiseling through the circular formation placed by Guan Hai, and in the face of layers of defense, the Yellow Turban Army was brave and not afraid of death, but Xu Huang simply tore open the gap.

Infiltration, chiseling, no matter how the enemy defends, no matter how you are in formation, the sergeants of Xu Huang's department, under his command, are constantly torn and torn, and finally this opening has evolved into a river that bursts the embankment.

"Red Flame Direction, Never Die!" Seeing that the tortoise shell of the Yellow Turban Army was finally torn open, Xu Huang was shocked, and the horse raised the axe blade and roared angrily.

"Red Flame Direction, Never Die!" The three armies echoed, and the momentum was like a fire in the prairie fire, instantly shaking and disintegrating the Chinese army in Guanhai.

Guan Hai, who was in the middle of the military formation, saw that the Han army was mighty and brave to this point, his expression finally changed greatly, and seeing Xu Huang's department driving straight away, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Withdraw." ”

"The enemy will leave and eat me with an arrow." In the middle of the military array, Tai Shi Ci shouted, and the iron tire bow in his hand shot out with an arrow full moon, only to see an arrow like lightning coming out, instantly penetrating Guan Hai's right shoulder cheekbone, and the fine iron arrow cluster that had not disappeared was castrated and shot into the head of the military flag hand who was resisting the banner in front of Guan Hai, and directly pierced the opponent's head.

"The long drive went straight to Xu Gongming, killing two birds with one stone, Tai Shi Ci. Haha......" Han Lie, who was in the battle array, praised loudly when he saw this scene.

Guan Hai on horseback was pierced through the shoulder by an arrow, and the reins of the horse in his hand also slipped off, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he also fell off the horse's back.

"The enemy will be dead, but those who surrender will not die." Xu Huang rode out, picked up Guan Hai's head, and shouted.

"Guan Qu Shuai is dead, run away......" Seeing this, the people and horses of Guan Hai's department immediately screamed and scattered away, and the people who were coerced on the battlefield would lose their suppression, and they had already been defeated and ran, looking around, the entire battlefield was full of figures.

"Lao Dian, Brother Gongming, gather the remnants of the soldiers, Brother Zilong reorganize the soldiers and horses, and prepare for war." Han Lie saw that the overall situation had been decided, and shouted at the generals.

This battle was 4,000 against 35,000, and although the battle was a complete victory, Han Lie's troops suffered a lot of casualties, and at this time, if the Yellow Turban reinforcements came, the Red Flame Army, which was exhausted and demoralized, might not be able to maintain this result.

However, Han Lie was obviously lucky, because at the moment under Beihai City, although the Yellow Turbans claimed to be 200,000 people, in fact, the real elite soldiers and strong generals had been exhausted in this big battle, and as soon as Guan Hai, the general who led the troops, died, the remaining leaders of all parties had no ability to serve the generals at all.

And just when Han Lie and Guan Hai were fighting fiercely, in the Guan Hai camp under Beihai City, Zhang Yao looked at the battle report sent by Sparrowhawk, and his pretty face turned pale.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Diao Chan looked at Zhang Yao, who was frowning and her face was pale, and asked with a look of worry and pity in her eyes.

"It's over, our Taiping Dao is completely finished...... Zhang Yao shouted in pain, and the bright red blood stained the silk letter in his hand into a bright red.

snatched the red-dyed silk silk in Zhang Yao's hand, and Diao Chan saw that the only few words that could be seen at the end of the letter were the annihilation of the entire army.