In the first row of the "traps" queue are crossbowmen who are good at shooting. As soon as the powerful crossbows in the hands of these warriors were launched, they immediately caused a bloody storm in the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side.

This was one of the standard tactics of the Han infantry. Before the team's charge starts, use a sharp weapon such as a crossbow to hit the enemy's morale hard. Then, taking advantage of the enemy's panic, a large group of men and horses rushed up and broke the enemy's formation.

This was not the first time that the Yellow Turbans had fought with the Han army, and they were no strangers to this set of tactics. However, the recruit unit, which has only been formed for a few months, is not strict enough in terms of discipline after all. When the arrows of the Han army flew in, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was not yet fully arranged.

"Puff puff ......"

The sound of arrows entering the flesh continued to sound, biting the Yellow Turban soldiers who had no shield to cover them. At this time, more than 20 people were hit by arrows, which was quite a good result for the crossbowmen of the Han army.

"Ready!"

Hua Xiong's gong-like voice sounded again. But after roaring on the battlefield for a long time, few officers can still maintain their original tone.

"Launch!"

The Han army approached thirty paces and fired another round of crossbow arrows. However, because the Yellow Turban Army suffered a loss, they learned a lot. In the face of the Yellow Turban Army hiding behind their shields, the killing effect of this round of arrows was obviously much worse.

After firing this round of crossbow arrows, the hundred crossbowmen in the first row stepped back one after another, allowing the strong warriors in two layers of armor to occupy the positions in the first row. Next, it was the moment when the two armies met in close arms. Once the hand-to-hand combat between the two armies begins, it will be the one with great strength, thick armor, and good soldiers, and win!

Twenty steps.

Ten steps.

"Suffer death!"

Hua Xiong shouted, took a big stride, and took the lead in rushing towards the Yellow Turban Army front. The seven-foot broadsword in his hand dragged diagonally behind his back, until the enemy was in front of him, and then it was lifted from the bottom to the top, with a rich navy blue "Zhanqi", and the frightened armor soldier who was blocking him was split into two pieces from his crotch to his shoulders!

"Kill!"

Driven by Hua Xiong, the soldiers of the Han army in the first row let out an angry shout in unison, and the big sword and halberd in their hands slashed at the Yellow Turban Army blocking the way in front of them. I saw blood splashing, dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers were killed and injured in an instant, and in the first round of confrontation, they suffered a great loss!

Looking at the various colors of "Zhan Qi" shining from the front row of the Han army, the little marshal of the Yellow Turban Army was inevitably timid. However, he understands that this is a critical moment and must be stepped up. Otherwise, even if he escaped with his life in front of him, he would inevitably be settled by the military law team of the "General Rengong". He brandished his broadsword and raised his arms and shouted:

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

Hearing this familiar battle call, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, who were already terrified, felt the majestic call of the "Heavenly General" one by one. The courage buried in the bodies of these Taiping Dao believers who were full of fanatical thoughts was once again stirred high.

They responded loudly to Xiao Shuai's call, and rushed towards the Han army one by one. Even the weapons in their hands can't effectively break through the enemy's armor!

"Years old in Jiazi!"

"The world is lucky!"

The Yellow Turban Army, who were frantically shouting the battle horn, rushed up one after another under the instigation of Taiping Dao. Although they lack training, their martial arts are inferior, and their formations are scattered, they have extremely persistent beliefs!

In this way, the first row of Han army armor soldiers felt tremendous pressure.

In this kind of crazy attack, the Han army armor soldier went down with a knife, which was enough to seriously injure the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were not fully armored. The counterattack of the Yellow Turban Army can often only scratch a silver-white trace on the black nail leaf. However, in this battle, the first person to feel fear was the Han army armor who had the advantage!

In a short moment of confrontation, the little marshal of the Yellow Turban Army watched with heartache as more than 100 of his most elite people dared to fight, and fell down one after another. However, what made him feel a little relieved was that these good men who sacrificed their lives in battle actually completely suppressed the advance of the enemy army.

Even, the Han soldiers were squeezed by this surging wave of people and had to retreat!

In the expectation of the little marshal of the Yellow Turban Army, the suppressed Han army, although there has not been death yet. However, as long as they hold on for a few more moments, the enemy soldiers in the first platoon, who have been exhausted, will fall into obvious passivity because of their exhaustion. At that time, the exchange of lives between the two sides will become quite good.

- Two for one, or one for one?

This kind of exchange ratio is very suitable for the Taiping Dao, which has a large number of people.

Of course, the thoughts in Xiao Shuai's heart obviously did not have the consent of Hua Xiong, the main general of the "Trap Warrior".

No matter how many enemies came to him, there was no trace of fear in Hua Xiong's eyes.

Come one, kill one. Come two, kill a pair.

So much for.

Facing the huddled Yellow Turban Army, Hua Xiong clenched the broadsword with both hands and continuously injected the pure "Battle Qi" in his body into the weapon. With the terrifying navy blue brilliance, all over the blade made of fine iron, Hua Xiong's ferocity finally broke out completely!

A knife!

Another stab!

Another knife!

Hua Xiong's knife technique does not seem to be so fast or domineering. However, only those Yellow Turban Army who are facing the blade of Huaxiong can feel a chill that can't be suppressed from the deepest part of their hearts!

A chill that makes you face death naked!

Hua Xiong slashed out seventeen knives like a mad tiger, clashed forward two feet and four feet, and left more than twenty mutilated corpses on this short road!

This kind of killing has far exceeded the upper limit of the losses that the Yellow Turban Army can bear. Almost instantly, their own elite warriors were slaughtered like chickens and ducks without the power to fight back. Such a terrifying scene was almost devastating for the morale of the Yellow Turban Army.

Even the image of the "Heavenly General" who was like a god in their hearts could not prevent the collapse of the Yellow Turban Army at this moment.

Of course, the little marshal of the Yellow Turban Army naturally can't.

The first formation of the Yellow Turban Army, collapse!

"Substitution! Array! ”

hacked more than 20 people to death in a row, and Hua Xiong's physical strength was also consumed a lot. He breathed heavily, but he didn't forget to give orders.

Taking advantage of the gap of temporary loss of contact with the enemy, the elite armor soldiers who had been in the second row came to the front and took over from their comrades who were about to be exhausted in the short but fierce battle just now. Immediately afterwards, the Han army, which had reorganized the assault formation, bravely launched a strong attack towards the second layer of the Yellow Turban Army formation!

The newly replenished new force of the Han army and the Yellow Turban Army, which was arranged in the second layer of defense line, once again had a fierce confrontation. Although the first formation of the Yellow Turban Army failed, it did not have much impact on the second line of the Yellow Turban Army. Under the guidance of Xiao Shuai, the defeated soldiers have successfully retreated from the gaps left between the formations, and there is no impact on the formation behind.

The Yellow Turban Army, which shouted "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand", still resisted the attack of the Han army with full courage.

The defeated troops of the Yellow Turban Army in the first formation, following the passage of the large army left when the formation was arranged, retreated to the rear of the military formation, and were immediately stopped by the Yellow Turban Army military law team that pressed the formation, and then they were led to the open space at the rear, and were once again organized into a battle team.

These defeated soldiers, although they cannot immediately regain their combat effectiveness. However, under the appeasement of the "Taiping Dao" sacrificial wine masters in the Yellow Turban Army, they will soon be able to restore their morale again. When necessary, these cheap cannon fodder can also be put on the battlefield again to play a little role.

Dong Zhuo, the chief general of the Han army, stood on the high command vehicle from a distance, observing the current progress of the Han army's assault. Due to the limitations of battlefield communication conditions, the main general can only give general command to the large army in the opponent. As for the specific war contingencies, they can only be completed by the generals and colonels on the battlefield independently.

Therefore, after the battle started in full swing, Dong Zhuo, as the main general, actually had nothing to do.

Unless, unless, the tide of war has changed in an extremely unfavorable direction.

"Bo Ying [Hua Xiong's word], the key to this battle is on you......"

Dong Zhuo looked at the advancing battle line in the distance and muttered to himself. If Hua Xiong's commanders were all good men in Xiliang, Dong Zhuo would not be so worried. However, what is now being supervised by Hua Xiong is a group of Northern Army soldiers who are dissatisfied with Dong Zhuo.

"Lord Taishan, don't worry. Hua Boying's martial arts are outstanding, and it is expected that even if he is the strongest in the moth thief, Guan Hai, will not suffer. Among the current moth thieves, no one has the ability to face Hua Boying directly! ”

Niu Fu's words can only be regarded as not too clever comfort. Dong Zhuo couldn't help but smile at Niu Fu's kindness. However, on the battlefield, anything can happen. Even if it is a military general at the level of "ten thousand enemies", it is not unheard of to be beaten to death by a group of small soldiers.

- But the whip can't reach it!

Glancing at it again, the Han army front, which had been fully engaged with the Yellow Turban Army, Dong Zhuo's heart had been unable to calm down.

- Damn eunuchs!

- As long as I am given another twenty days, no, half a month, to straighten out these Northern Army generals, how can I be so worried?

"Report!"

A Han army colonel came to Dong Zhuo's car, knelt on one knee, and reported in a loud voice:

"Twelve miles behind, I found a thief army, about a thousand people, attacking this formation!"