Guan Hai was quite irritable.

He didn't want to get entangled with the armed forces along the way, but the heavens didn't follow people's wishes. In three days, there were actually five powerful private soldiers, taking advantage of their familiarity with the local terrain, to attack the Guanhai army. Although the damage in the army was not large, only more than 60 casualties were caused in total, it allowed the Guan Hai army to advance only 70 miles in three days.

What is even more serious is that because they only took beatings and did not fight back, the morale of the Guanhai army was greatly affected. Some Yellow Turban soldiers even complained in private that Guan Hai did not understand the art of war, and this leader was unqualified.

Regarding this phenomenon, Guan Hai gathered a group of henchmen under him and discussed it for a while. In addition to strengthening the number of scouts sent along the road, Guan Hai also decided to specially lead 300 elite soldiers under his command by "Xiaoshuai" Zhang Huan as a rapid counterattack force.

Once an enemy attacks and harasses, Zhang Huan will immediately dispatch a counterattack force to teach these guys who dare to come and pick up the tiger's whiskers an impressive lesson.

Although the handsome Zhang Huan was defeated by Zang Ba not long ago, it did not affect his prestige in the Guan Hai army. After all, it is not such a shameful thing to be defeated in the hands of a strong man whose force can be called "ten thousand enemies".

Faced with the heavy burden given by "Guan Hai Shuai", Zhang Huan patted his chest and promised loudly that he must teach those powerful private soldiers who do not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth a profound lesson.

However, the strange thing is that although Guan Hai's central army and rear army were repeatedly attacked, the front army led by Zhang Yan was calm and did not encounter any harassment. In this regard, the little handsomes under Guan Hai, in addition to all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred, had to simply think that the luck of the arrogant department was really good.

They couldn't have imagined that the local heroes and powerhouses, as soon as they saw the banner of the Tianping Army, they thought of the "Single Father War". Even the "Jiangdong Tigers" Sun Jian and the Yanzhou Prefecture Lieutenant Bao Xin joined forces, but they couldn't help the characters, how could these rural tyrants who bullied the weak and afraid of the hard dare to provoke?

As for the Guan Hai army, as soon as you look at their loose marching team, you know that this is a weak brigade with weak combat strength. The so-called "bullying the weak and fearing the hard" should of course be reflected in such an occasion.

Although Guan Hai Shuai had 600 elite horsemen in his hands, but without the equipment of stirrups, these 600 elite cavalry, more than ninety percent of the riders, were only suitable for harassing and fighting with bows or crossbows. There are only forty or fifty people who can really hold the horse's belly with their legs and use weapons to fight fiercely.

These hard-won cavalry elites, Guan Hai is naturally regarded as a treasure. Like this kind of small-scale entanglement with the local powerful forces, Guan Hai was naturally reluctant to send those precious cavalry.

Therefore, this time the rapid counterattack can only be carried out by foot soldiers.

Zhang Huan sat on the ox cart, endured the bumps of the cart, and quietly breathed.

He wasn't really a reckless person. The reason why he took the initiative to provoke his cousin Zhang Madness when he saw him for the first time was actually to test the details of his arrogance for "Guan Hai Shuai".

Although Zhang Huan was also born in the "Julu Zhang Clan", when it comes to his kinship with Zhang Jiao, the "great sage and good teacher", Zhang Huan is too far behind Zhang Jiao.

However, Zhang Huan is a person who works very hard.

With the relationship between his background and the Julu Zhang family, he was sent to Guan Haishuai's side as an attendant, of course, there was also a sense of surveillance in secret. And Zhang Huan knows that his chance to get ahead is not in Zhang's, but in Guan Hai. So he did his best to serve Guan Hai.

Finally, Guan Haishuai was impressed by Zhang Huan's diligence, and also took into account Zhang Huan's background, and decided to include him as a core disciple. Of course, when Guan Hai became the leader of the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou by virtue of his identity as one of Zhang Jiao's eight disciples, Zhang Huan naturally became one of the most useful handsomes under Guan Hai.

Thinking of this, Zhang Huan had some jealousy in his heart towards the cousin who was more than ten years younger than himself. Compared with Zhang Huan's hard work for more than ten years, the arrogance of being able to become a "square" Qu Shuai at a young age does have a reason to be angry.

However, the goal of the Yellow Turban Army, which has this phenomenon, is to overthrow the rule of the "cronyistic" Han family (and the big family) and give the talented people at the bottom a chance to get ahead!

Thinking of this, Zhang Huan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Then, Zhang Huan didn't think about it anymore.

Because, the earth-shattering shouting of killing suddenly sounded excitedly!

Zhang Huan propped up the ox cart with one hand, and jumped down neatly. He shouted loudly:

"Rush to the camp! Gather up! ”

The "Swift Battalion" is the temporary name of this rapid counterattack force.

Three hundred Yellow Turban Army soldiers gathered in a circle around Zhang Huan at an extremely fast speed.

These warriors, in order to run fast, have quite light equipment on their bodies. Most people think that the leather armor is in the way and take it off. The weapons in their hands are also light and easy to carry short knives, small shields, and spears. Only a few warriors who were good at archery carried extra bows and arrows on their backs.

In short, if you look at the weapons and equipment alone, these elite soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army are afraid that they are not as good as those ordinary powerful private soldiers.

Zhang Huan counted twenty times silently in his heart, and found that these temporarily selected elite soldiers under his command had almost completed the battle preparations, and nodded with satisfaction. He didn't say much, and shouted:

"Take a team as a unit and engage in battle on your own! Team A is in charge of outflanking, the others, come with me! ”

Many of these elite soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were temporarily transferred. If they are allowed to fight in formation, I am afraid that it will be difficult to line up for half a day. However, if it is dispersed into a "team" and resists the battle on its own, the effect will be much better.

-- Actually, since the history of the Guanhai army, there has never been a serious positional battle! They have always been overcrowded and bullied few, rushing up and punching the master to death.

-- The Qingzhou Assassin appointed by the imperial court was extremely incompetent, so much so that the combat effectiveness of the Qingzhou Prefecture Division became quite suspicious. In this case, Guan Haijun was able to achieve many victories along the way.

Zhang Huan led more than 200 people, but in a moment, he rushed to the location of the enemy's attack.

I saw that there were about 100 attackers. More than 100 people, half on the top of the hillock, armed with bows and crossbows, to provide fire cover for their own side; Half of them were killed from the hillock, and the knives and guns in their hands were only concerned with poking at the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers.

However, the Yellow Turban Army that was attacked belonged to the baggage troops, and there were not many soldiers. Although these Yellow Turban Army are actually the overwhelming side, under the fierce blows of the enemy, they can only hold their heads and run away, and have no power to resist.

- A bunch of trash!

Zhang Huan scolded in his heart. He waved the ring-headed knife in his hand and shouted:

"Reinforcements are coming! Brothers, kill me! ”

As he spoke, Zhang Huan ran forward. However, his advance was noticeably not fast, and after a few steps, he fell behind the large army of the "Swift Battalion".

The incoming enemy, clearly experienced. The big man at the head stood on the hill and observed the dispatch of the Yellow Turban Army below. He sneered in his heart, tilted his head and said, and a soldier beside him picked up a "cymbal" and beat it vigorously.

The so-called "cymbal" is shaped like a bell and is long and narrow, with a long handle to hold and a mouth pointing upward. To put it simply, it's like an upside-down bell. Hitting the "cymbal" is the so-called "Mingjin Withdrawing".

The attacking enemy who was fighting under the hill immediately stopped the pursuit of the Yellow Turban Army as soon as he heard Mingjin's voice. These incoming enemies, who did not use any banners, quickly retreated together. They formed a simple formation, took turns to break the rear, and under the cover of bows and arrows, they retreated in an orderly manner.

Zhang Huan was secretly surprised in his heart.

This group of enemies, orderly in advance and retreat, highly disciplined, is obviously a well-trained elite.

In the face of such a strong enemy, Zhang Huan was not very sure of winning in his heart. Fortunately, the troops under his command have an absolute advantage in numbers, and they are waiting for work. Otherwise, Zhang Huan really didn't dare to chase down.

"Kill! Give these hybrids some color! ”

Hundreds of high-spirited Yellow Turbans struck the enemy on the hill one after another. Although the enemy's bow and arrow were not small, they shot over more than a dozen warriors in the front row one by one. However, unable to stand the large number of people in the "Swift Battalion", these enemies were still surrounded by the Yellow Turban Army and fought together.

Most of the incoming enemies, in order to maintain their physical strength on the march, did not wear armor. Two groups of lightly armed warriors, at this moment, an extremely brutal hand-to-hand combat broke out. As soon as Pu came into contact, more than a dozen of the soldiers of the "Swift Battalion" in the first platoon fell. And their results were only seven or eight people.

At this moment, the level of martial arts does not have much advantage. In this kind of life-and-death battle, courage is the key to victory or defeat. Although the Yellow Turbans were brave, they could not last. After 30 people fell in front of them, in the face of brutal casualties, even the elite of the "sprint battalion" had to temporarily retreat to take a step to rest.

Although the attacker had a slight upper hand in hand-to-hand combat, he was weak after all. Taking advantage of the fact that the "swift battalion" was frightened by the tragic casualties just now, the leader of the attacking enemy immediately took the opportunity to direct the whole army to retreat slowly.

As soon as they saw the enemy retreating, the morale of the "sprint battalion," which had just suffered a considerable blow, immediately began to rise significantly. At the instigation of Zhang Huan, hundreds of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army once again launched a fearless attack on the enemy with the courage to "beat the water dogs".

"Rush!"

"Kill it!"

"Just a few enemies ......"

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were like wolves, attacking the retreating enemy again and again. Although the attacking enemy can be regarded as a considerable level of elite private soldiers, after all, the strength is limited. In the third onslaught of the Yellow Turban Army, the formation was finally crushed.

The attackers who lost their formation completely lost the courage to fight, and one by one they threw away their armor and ran away with their heads in their hands. The elated Yellow Turban Army pursued fiercely, harvesting the enemy's heads, snatching the weapons abandoned by the enemy, and chasing them all the way out of three or four miles.

Then, the Yellow Turban Army who chased here, one by one, were like wooden clay statues, standing still!