Mixed with a somewhat hoarse voice, the ballad sung is closer to the essence of the content of this ballad than the arrogant and clear original song. A lot of yellow turban wrestlers, singing and singing, suddenly burst into tears, but they still didn't realize it.

――In this world, where is there a way for us to live for the small people! ……

Suddenly, a sharp voice broke the singing of the Yellow Turban soldiers. In this voice, with great horror, he cried out loudly:

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! It's a county soldier! It's a county soldier! ……”

A cavalry scout, frightened, returned from a distant Pegasus. Following the direction of the scouts, the Yellow Turban Army looked at it and saw a group of Han troops, hundreds of paces away, approaching their own camp in a strict formation.

The so-called "step" is the distance traveled by a person's two feet, each stepping once. In the Han Dynasty, six feet was taken as a step, which was about one meter four in later generations.

If it weren't for the arrogance that after the last encounter, he sent several groups of cavalry to act as scouts, and he was afraid that one of them would be touched by the enemy if he was not careful, so he would react.

However, even if the news was learned in advance, the Yellow Turban Army, which lacked training, inevitably fell into a small range of chaos.

It wasn't until the attacking Han army advanced to a distance of 100 paces that the Yellow Turban sergeants barely sorted out a square formation facing the enemy under the reprimands, scolding, and fists and kicks of several backbone leaders such as Zhang Qiang, Zhou Cang, and Dian Wei.

Zhang Qiang raised his eyes and saw that the number of this attacking Han army was only more than one hundred and fifty and less than two hundred, but it was fully armored and had all the weapons. Coupled with a strict formation, although there are few people, it makes people feel that they are the one who has an absolute advantage!

The so-called "county soldiers" are not the elite of the Han army.

The territory of the Han Dynasty was divided into thirteen states. Under the state, it is divided into a number of "counties" and "countries". The "county" was the territory directly under the jurisdiction of the Han court, and the "state" was nominally ruled by the princes of the Han family.

The local town guards of the "county" and the "country" are collectively called the "county soldiers". Compared with the "Southern Army" (also known as the Su Guard Army) and the "Northern Army" directly under the jurisdiction of the Han Dynasty, or the "Border Army" in the border areas, these "county soldiers" can only be regarded as second-rate troops of the Han Dynasty.

However, in the eyes of the Yellow Turbans, who were severely ill-trained, even the soldiers of the county were extremely difficult to deal with. If there is no five-fold superiority in troops, the ordinary Yellow Turban Army will completely lack the courage to provoke these second-rate Han troops.

"Stop!"

The commander of this Han army stretched out his voice and gave the order to stop advancing. The entire Han army ordered a ban, and with a "bang", they stopped all together. Seeing the scene in front of them, many yellow turban wrestlers couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The Han army in front of him is a genuine county soldier!

The Yellow Turban wrestlers began to recall the tragic ending of the last time they encountered the soldiers of the Han Army. There are as many as six or seven thousand Yellow Turban Army in a whole "square", and it is a huge piece to pull out! Against the Han army and county soldiers who were only in their early 1,000s, the result was ......

As soon as the Han army was damaged, the Yellow Turban Army was defeated, and even Qu Shuai was injured and unconscious. Until today, more than a month later, there are still a few yellow turban wrestlers who have not been able to get rid of that tragic nightmare, and often wake up from their sleep.

However, fortunately, after this battle, Qu Shuai actually got a blessing in disguise, and obtained the gift of "Nanhua Old Immortal" in his dream, and had the ability to "ignite". This phenomenon can be regarded as reuniting the entire Yellow Turban team again.

However, now, the terrible Han army county soldiers have once again appeared in front of them. For many Yellow Turban wrestlers who experienced a big defeat in the last game, such a scene made their fighting spirit drop a lot all of a sudden.

"Aim!"

The commander of the Han army gave the order again.

These county soldiers are discharged with a simplified version of the "Crane Wing Formation". The more than 20 people in the first row are all skilled crossbowmen who use strong crossbows of more than three stones. As soon as the commander gave the order, these well-trained veterans immediately raised their well-wound crossbow machines and aimed them at the Yellow Turban sergeants in front.

"Crossbow!"

"Ahh

"Shield! There are no shields! ”

Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers present had seen the terrible lethality of the crossbow, a militaristic weapon. As soon as he saw the posture of the crossbowmen in front of him, the formation immediately wavered. For the Yellow Turban Army, which lacked armor and shields, those endless crossbow arrays that were divided into three sections and fired continuously were simply terrifying deadly monsters!

"Don't go back! Shield! Shieldbearers are in the first row! ”

The new general was arrogant, and with this group of Taiping Dao believers who were also new fighters, they worked hard to maintain their own formation. Although he knew a little about military books, it was the first time that he had officially commanded such a regular military confrontation.

For Zhang Mad for the first time, he understood that it would be so difficult to organize and maintain a basic formation on a tense battlefield!

- Oh! Which novel says that as long as you train with your subordinates for a few days, your subordinates will become elite divisions with easy command?!

"Shoot!"

More than 20 strong crossbows were fired at the same time, although the momentum was not too large, but the results achieved were quite good. In the Yellow Turban Army, seven or eight people fell to the ground with arrows on the spot. According to this hit rate, as long as there are four or five rounds of salvos, these extremely poorly trained Yellow Turban soldiers will collapse the whole army.

Of course, the commander of the Han army is just thinking about this. The "moth thieves" on the opposite side are all young and middle-aged men, obviously belonging to the elite of the Yellow Turban Army, and they are obviously different from the ordinary "moth thieves" who drag their children and daughters.

To deal with those "moth thieves" who are old and weak, carrying women and children, the commander of the Han army is confident that he can defeat ten with one. But in front of him, the elite Yellow Turban Army that can discharge a simple formation, the commander of the Han army can only be sure of one enemy with three, or with one enemy with four.

If it weren't for the dozens of carts carried by this Yellow Turban Army, the commander of the Han Army would not have come to the other party with such a few subordinates.

――But I don't know, how much money is carried in these carts?

Emperor Han had already ordered that as long as forty percent of the booty captured in the battle was handed over to the superiors, and the remaining sixty percent was distributed by the troops who participated in the battle. This order, while greatly enhancing the awareness of the Han army in all parts of the army, also greatly increased the combat risk of the Han army.

For example, if the commander of the Han army contacted the two surrounding Han troops for the sake of insurance and came together to attack the insolent headquarters, then there would be no suspense in this battle. Fortunately, God forbid, in order to monopolize these treasures in his eyes, the commander of the Han army would rather fight alone.

In this way, it can be regarded as leaving a chance for insolence to win.

"Steady! Steady! ”

Zhang Mad tried his best to suppress the panic of his subordinates, wanting to restore the integrity of the formation. However, his efforts were doomed to be useless. I heard someone roaring in the back formation, and a figure rushed out of the camp, walking alone, and rushed towards the Han army!

"Which bastard is it......"

Arrogant and devastated that he recognized which bastard thing it was, and dared to rush out without getting an order! He took a closer look and found that this reckless bastard was unusually tall, and although it was only a back, it could make people feel that a mountain was moving.

Such a bastard thing, yes, can only be:

Dian Wei!

"The Han army of dogs, mothers, raisers! How dare you provoke your uncle! ”

Dian Wei originally had no intention of making a move in this battle. For one, he was actually half a prisoner, not a real Yellow Turban; Second, Dian Wei also had doubts about the combat effectiveness of these Yellow Turban Army, and was ready to take advantage of this battle to take a good look at the comparison between the combat effectiveness of the Han Army and the Yellow Turban Army.

However, man is not as good as heaven......

A crossbow arrow, impartial, happened to land beside Dian Wei, right in the middle of one of Dian Wei's fellow villagers, and shot into the skull from the eye socket. Seeing that the acquaintance who was still talking just now didn't say a word, he fell headlong like this, even with Dian Wei's courage, he was greatly shocked.

Think about it again, if this crossbow arrow falling from the sky deviates one and a half feet to the west, then the person who will be killed by such a blow is Uncle Dian Weidian.

Thinking about it like this, I can't help but be angry and crazy!

Of course, even at this time, Dian Wei still did not completely lose his mind. He snatched one side, used the door panel to make a large shield, and shouted:

"Rush with Lao Tzu! Slaughtered those dogs, mothers, and raisers......"

After the defeat a month ago, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were still able to follow the arrogant left and right were mostly those who had a firm stance and were brave by nature. Even if they were afraid of the Han army's county soldiers, they couldn't suppress the desire for revenge in their bodies.

Being greeted by the macho man Dian Wei in such a voice, and seeing the example of someone charging ahead, many Yellow Turban wrestlers could no longer maintain their formation, and followed the wind, swarming behind Dian Wei's tall figure, shouting and rushing towards the Han army in front!

"Mob!"

Han Juntun hummed these two words from his nostrils with disdain.

He has seen more such scenes in the past month. These "moth thieves" are always like this, disorganized and undisciplined. Attacking, retreating, all in a swarm. If you don't have five to ten times the number of people on your side, you won't have the strength to fight a war at all.

-- Since ancient times, long-range weapons have always been only auxiliary weapons on the battlefield. In battle, the real decision of victory or defeat is still hand-to-hand combat. These "moth thieves" really think that the prestige of our Han army is shot by bows and arrows?

"Pretend!"

"Aim!"

"Shoot!"

Although facing the fierce offensive momentum of the Yellow Turban Army, the crossbowmen in the first row, under the command of the commander, calmly loaded the crossbow machine and aimed and fired. A distance of 100 paces, which can only be fired once after the enemy has charged. This is the biggest drawback of the crossbow: the speed of shooting, somewhat slow.

When Dian Wei took the lead and led the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army to a place thirty steps away from the Han army, he ushered in a wave of crossbow arrow rain baptism. Since Dian Wei Chong was the first, at least six or seven crossbow machines were aimed at him.

ps: A stone in the Han Dynasty, also known as a hu, weighs about 22 to 25 kilograms.