Chapter 8 Turning the Tide
The soldiers of the official army pressed the border, the Yellow Turban thieves fled without even putting up a decent resistance, Zhao Hong's people and Liu Pi's people were crowded together, rushing towards the Wancheng wolf in the south, just now he was an enemy fighting to the death, but now he has become a difficult brother who is fighting for his life.
30 miles south of Xi'e, Dong Zhuo's Xiliang Iron Cavalry has defeated Zhoucang's 5000 Yellow Turbans, after defeating Zhoucang, Dong Zhuo, who has always been thirsty for killing, did not pursue it this time, but quickly gathered his troops and horses and re-arrayed, and the army was once again arranged into a neat cavalry formation and crushed towards the north.
To the east and west of Western Hubei, an elite army marched southward, forming a horn with Zhu Jun's army in the center, firmly locking the gap between the Yellow Turban thieves fleeing to the east and west. Zhu Jun, who has been in a hundred battles, has already opened his pockets, like a lion showing its bloody fangs, waiting for the ignorant yellow turban thief to drill into the trap.
The yellow turban thief was like a headless fly, and he fell into the trap set by the officials and soldiers.
More than 10 miles south from Xi'e to the south, the Baihe River turned a bay here, the locals called it Bailongtan, when the Yellow Turban rout fled to Bailongtan, the official army finally completed the encirclement.
Xi Liangxiao blocked Dong Zhuo's iron cavalry to escape south, Zhu Jun's army chased and killed from the north, and Cao Ying, the captain of the military academy, led 500 elite soldiers to appear in the west, and ordered the soldiers to drag dry firewood back and forth on the ground, raising floating dust to think that the formation was suspicious, and the frightened Yellow Turban rout did not know the truth and did not dare to break through to the west.
The officers and soldiers on the east side seemed to be the weakest and the easiest to break through, but there was a white river in the middle, and Yuan Shao, the captain of the school, led 500 elite soldiers to line up on the other side of the white river, waiting for the battle. Hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves howled and jumped into the White River, trying to swim across the other side to escape, but they either froze to death or were shot dead by the officers and soldiers on the other side of the river.
Countless Yellow Turban thieves crowded on the narrow White Dragon Beach, at a loss, and it seemed that they had no other way out than to wait to be slaughtered by the officers and soldiers.
Seeing that the Yellow Turban Thief had fallen into a desperate situation and had no way to escape, Zhu Jun ordered the officers and soldiers to stop the pursuit, and set up a thousand steps away from Bailongtan (an ancient unit of length, taking the distance of one foot each of the left and right feet as one step, about 1. 5 meters) at a distance to tie up the position, ordered to rest on the spot.
At this time, a rush into the enemy formation, perhaps all the Yellow Turban thieves can be annihilated, but after the physical strength declines, the casualties of the officers and soldiers will be greatly increased, as the commander, Zhu Jun does not want such a thing to happen.
A soldier is his life, and he is responsible for every soldier who fights with him, which is Zhu Jun's consistent style of leading soldiers.
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Yellow Turban Thieves.
Ma Yue sighed, he knew that the official army had no good intentions in suspending the attack, and the temporary rest was just to restore his strength, so that he could better slaughter the Yellow Turban Thieves later.
The poor Yellow Turban thieves are still in a mess on the river beach, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, from time to time there are unlucky weak people who are squeezed down the White River, and they are wiped out, no commander comes out to boost morale, and no generals come out to form a team, everything has been messed up, there is no order at all, in essence, these Yellow Turban thieves are just a group of peasants who take up arms.
In less than half an hour, when the officers and soldiers have recovered their strength, the end of these poor Yellow Turban thieves will come, and they will witness the rise of the heroes of the troubled times with their heads and blood.
Looking up at the gloomy sky, the heavy dark clouds overwhelmed people, and the corners of Ma Yue's mouth flashed a faint wry smile, this is the troubled times, the fall of the Yellow Turban Thief came faster than he imagined, and before he even had time to change his fate with two thousand years of wisdom, the Yellow Turban Thief had already collapsed.
Just accompany these ignorant yellow turban thieves into a cup of loess? Ma Yue is unwilling, although the life of people in the troubled world is as cheap as ants, but he doesn't want to die in such a mess! Taking a deep breath of cold air, Ma Yue put the heavy steel knife on his shoulder, walked out of the crowd and walked to the front of Bailong Beach, and then looked back, only to see that the narrow Bailong Beach was crowded with people, black and pressing, at least there were more than 50,000 people, if you can make these more than 50,000 yellow turban thieves glow with fighting spirit, it may not be without a game.
Ma Yue picked up an ownerless steel knife from the ground, and slashed at the back of his steel knife, the two knives intersected and made a clear sound of gold and iron, which instantly attracted the attention of the hundreds of yellow turban thieves who wanted to resist in the outermost part, and these yellow turban thieves turned their heads to look at Ma Yue, in addition to panic in their eyes, there were doubts.
Meeting the confused eyes of these hundreds of yellow turban thieves, Ma Yue's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said loudly: "From your helpless and desperate eyes, I see the fear of death!" Like you, I'm afraid of death. Maybe one day we will fall into the arms of death and fall into the cold and endless darkness, but I want to tell you that it will never be today! ”
Hundreds of Yellow Turban Thieves showed expressions of listening, and since joining the Yellow Turbans, no one had ever spoken to them like this, and their calm performance attracted the attention of the Yellow Turban Thieves around them, so more Yellow Turban Thieves joined the ranks of the listeners.
"Maybe one day, we will be forced to jump into the icy river and be shot as a hedgehog by the officers and soldiers on the shore, but I want to tell you that it will never be today!"
"Maybe one day, we will be beheaded by the murderous officers and soldiers and hung on the city wall for public display, but I want to tell you that it will never be today!"
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More Yellow Turbans noticed the anomaly here, and they gradually stopped the noise and crowding, quieted down, calmed down, and began to listen to Ma Yue's speech in silence. In less than ten minutes, Ma Yue managed to attract the attention of all the Yellow Turban Thieves, and the turmoil on the White Dragon Beach finally subsided, at least at this moment, all the Yellow Turban Thieves were listening attentively to Ma Yue's speech.
In front of the official army, Zhu Jun's eyes showed a look of surprise, looked around and asked, "What's the matter?" The thieves' confusion seemed to have subsided. ”
Liu Bei rode forward and said to Zhu Jun: "General, it seems that someone is shouting in front of the battle to boost the morale of the thieves. ”
Zhu Jun's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth were already flushed with a sneer, and he said in a deep voice: "Interesting, see what else he can do?" ”
Sun Jian, who was standing on the side of the horse, moved when he heard this, and looked at the Bailong Beach with his hand on the canopy, only to see a big man standing in front of the thief array, raising his arms and shouting, and the sonorous voice was faintly audible even though it was a thousand steps away.
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Seeing that he had attracted the attention of all the Yellow Turban Thieves, Ma Yue turned over and rode onto an ownerless war horse, raised his arms and shouted: "There is the White River ahead, we have no way out!" Surrender is death, throwing into the river is also death, left and right are one death, why don't we fight with the officers and soldiers to the end!? ”
Pei Yuanshao opened the crowd and walked to the front of the team, his face was as red as the sunset, and his eyes revealed a palpitating murderous intent. ”
"Fight to the end!"
The black-faced man Guan Hai didn't know when he came to the front of the team, and yelled with Pei Yuanshao.
"Fight to the end!"
More Yellow Turban Thieves followed and roared, and then more and more Yellow Turban Thieves began to join the ranks of shouting, and in the end, almost all of the Yellow Turban Thieves began to shout wildly, and once the desperate and frustrated emotions found a breakthrough to vent, the energy that collapsed was undoubtedly quite amazing.
"Wow~~"
Ma Yue turned his horse and waved the steel knife in his hand towards the main formation of the officers and soldiers to the north, and roared hoarsely.
"Wow~~"
Pei Yuanshao, Guan Hai, and more yellow scarves followed suit, following the example of Ma Yue, holding the weapons in their hands high to the sky, waving them wildly, screaming wildly, and shouting...... Tens of thousands of people gathered together to shout and roar, and the momentum was like the sky was cracking, and the officers and soldiers who were thousands of steps away were shocked to the eardrums of a faint pain.
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In front of the official army, Sun Jian's color changed slightly, the mutation of the Yellow Turban Thief Soldier was somewhat unexpected by him, is this still the Yellow Turban Thief Soldier he is familiar with? Even the elite soldiers of Jiangdong led by him may not perform better than the current Yellow Turban Thieves in the face of such a desperate situation.
Zhu Jun's eyes also flashed a hint of discoloration, but the cold smile on the corner of his mouth became even thicker, and he said suddenly: "It's really getting more and more interesting, there is such a character among the thieves, this is the opponent worthy of a battle!" If it's all local chickens and dogs, then this battle is too boring, hum. ”
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