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.

The sound of the arrow nailing to the big shield made a "snatch, snatch, snatch", and each blow made Dian Wei's heart beat wildly. Fortunately, although an arrow pierced through the large shield made of the door panel and hit Dian Wei's waist, it was still blocked by the armor made of cooked cowhide and did not enter the flesh.

"Retreat!"

After shooting this round, the commander of the Han army gave the order for the crossbowmen to retreat.

I saw the halberd hands in the second row, collectively turning their bodies to one side, between the two halberd hands side by side, leaving a narrow retreat channel. The crossbowmen were also well-trained, and when they lowered their crossbows, they also turned sideways, and passed freely through the gaps left by the halberdmen, reaching the rear of the formation.

"Lift!"

By the time Dian Wei rushed fifteen paces away, the Han crossbowmen had already retreated. The commander of the Han army gave the order again, and saw all the armor-clad halberd hands, their bodies moved, and they resumed their complete formation, and according to the order, they held the halberds about a zhang long in their hands, with their sharp blades facing outward, and raised them obliquely into a shiny wall of sharp blades.

In the face of this sudden and calm change of formation, even Dian Wei, who was as dignified as a mountain, unconsciously slowed down. So, a large group of Yellow Turban wrestlers stopped when they arrived six or seven steps away from the Han army, and actually confronted the Han army.

Han Juntun is happy!

Such a situation is the most demoralizing of both sides.

The Han army, which had a psychological advantage, could take advantage of the confrontation to launch a projectile at the rear of the formation with bows and arrows to effectively kill and injure the enemy. It won't take long for the strong crossbowmen in the rear to shoot two rounds of bows and arrows quickly, which is enough to make these mud legs in front of them fall into chaos!

At that time, the victory or defeat of the entire battlefield will be determined in one fell swoop......

But how can arrogance make the enemy get his wish?

He was dizzy at first, and he only cared about keeping the formation intact. As a result, Dian Wei's leading charge made Zhang Qi sober up all of a sudden.

In such a skirmish, the role of the formation is not particularly crucial. It is really a big failure to let go of the two fierce generals who can defeat 100 people, but to pursue a formation that they are not familiar with at all!

So, as Dian Wei led people to rush forward, Zhang Madness also pushed the boat down the river, and simply let the big guy rush up. When Dian Wei led people and wandered outside the halberd forest, Zhang Qiang had already rushed to the front line. He shouted:

"Dian Wei! Are you scared?! ”

Being so agitated by insolence, Dian Wei felt that his face could not be hung up, and his mind, which had calmed down and wanted to work without contribution, was heated up again for a while. Dian Wei stared at Zhang Qiang viciously, and shouted violently:

"Zhang family boy, look at a certain broken formation!"

Seeing that the agitation was about to take effect, Zhang Madness smiled secretly in his heart, turned back and signaled to Zhou Cang beside him, ready to rush into battle. The two fierce generals almost puffed up the fighting spirit of their whole bodies at the same time, one green and one yellow, like two flames, burning towards the soldiers of the Han army and county who were waiting for the battle!

The strong stimulation of the fighting spirit made Dian Wei's strength suddenly nearly double. He didn't play any tricks, he leaned against the big shield, dragged the iron rod, and crashed headlong into the Han army. Under the blessing of the brown-yellow earth-based fighting energy, the strength of the wooden shield, which was originally crunchy, was greatly increased. Four or five halberders pierced the halberd on the wooden shield, but they couldn't pierce it!

Behind the wooden shield, Dian Wei's ugly face smiled fiercely, and the speed of the charge forward did not decrease in the slightest. With a push of the big shield, he pushed away all the halberds that were stabbed on the shield, and he swung a heavy iron rod with his backhand, and struck a stick on the chest of a halberd in armor!

The halberd hand who was hit didn't even make a sound, and his entire chest sank down half a foot, and with a mouthful of blood, he was smashed into the air and flew up, pressing on several comrades.

At this moment, the complete formation of the Han army was torn open a gap. Dian Wei swung the iron rod again, swung a few replenished halberds into the air, and crashed headlong into the tight formation of the Han army. Driven by him, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, whose morale had soared, shouted and rushed in through the cracked opening, and launched a fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Han army.

"A thousand people are broken!"

Several experienced veterans of the Han Army, seeing the scene of Dian Wei breaking the formation, couldn't help but shout! Hearing this, the commander of the Han army saw Zhou Cang, who had also broken through the formation, on the other side, and depressedly increased the amount with his hand.

- Damn the Yellow Turbans! There are actually fierce generals at the level of "thousands of people broken"!

- And, two!

In the Han army, for hundreds of years, there has been a secret rumor about the evaluation criteria for fierce generals.

An elite warrior, as long as his strength can clearly overwhelm other soldiers. Then, after many battles, this elite warrior has captured about ten heads, and he will be called "Ten Kills".

One step further, you can easily defeat the "Ten People Kill", and in the face of ordinary soldiers, the strong man who has the ability to defeat ten with one is called "Hundred People Kill".

If a fierce general can easily tear through the enemy's tight formation with the strength of one person, then such a fierce general is enough to kill dozens of ordinary soldiers with the strength of one person.

In a thousand-level battle, if one side can have such a fierce general, it is enough to determine the victory or defeat of both sides. The fierce generals of this level are also known as "thousands of people broken".

Like Fan Hao during the founding of the Han Dynasty and Li Guang during the time of Emperor Wu, they were typical powerhouses at this level.

Of course, Li Guang's magic shooting method is far above his charging and breaking formation method. Therefore, few people will think that Li Guang's strength is just "a thousand people broken".

If you can have a "Thousand People Broken", it is a great thing. However, if the "Thousand People Broken" belongs to the enemy army, even if Sun Wu is resurrected and Wu Qi is reincarnated, in the face of this situation, I am afraid that it will take a lot of brains, right?

"Defeated ......"

The commander of the Han army looked at the formation that was chiseled through by the enemy's "thousands of people", and spit out such words in a low voice. The defeat was decided, and now he had to consider that he could bring his subordinates' robes back to the camp in good condition.

However, for this goal, we must first ask those two fierce generals at the level of "Thousand People Break".

Dian Wei skillfully brandished a big iron rod, and beat four or five unlucky Han soldiers along the way, breaking bones and tendons. Just when the sixth Han soldier with a short knife was smashed by Dian Wei's stick, and the brains of Bai Huahua were splashed everywhere, his front suddenly became empty, and there was no enemy.

Dian Wei shook his head and looked left and right, it turned out that he had already killed through the enemy's line and came to the back of the enemy. He secretly estimated in his heart, and found that the "Zhan Qi" in his body only cost thirty percent, and he was very proud in his heart, thinking: His strength seems to have improved again.

At this time, another front of the Han army was also shaken.

A Han army, suddenly, was cut in two. Zhou Cang kicked half of the body that was blocking in front of him away, and rushed out in great strides, and he had already penetrated the enemy's line.

The two armies are fighting, and the most important morale is the most important.

Tactically, if the formation of a certain side is broken through by the enemy. Then, from this opening, the enemy can penetrate his forces into the rear of the formation.

No matter what the formation, the rear is vulnerable. In the case of being flanked by people from front to back, there are few armies that can still maintain the battle line.

Therefore, on the battlefield, the breakdown of one side usually means the defeat of that side. Not to mention anything else, just hearing this bad news from the soldiers was enough to drop morale a lot!

This battle, of course, is no exception.

The soldiers of the Han army, who did not have the determination to fight to the death, immediately shook their hearts as soon as they found that the formation had been chiseled. Then, from vacillation to chaos, from chaos to collapse, it is only a short time before and after.

The Han army collapsed.

The Han army fled.

However, the fleeing Han army was soon surrounded again.

Under the insolent man, a "cavalry" of fifty people could be organized.

Although less than ten of the horses of these "cavalry" were qualified war horses, the rest were service horses originally used to pull carts and cultivate land; Although these "cavalrymen" of the Yellow Turban Army were quite bad at riding, less than one-fifth were really qualified.

However, cavalry is cavalry, even if it is not suitable for direct charging into battle, it can still be used to intercept these county soldiers who have lost their fighting spirit.

As a result, the remaining fifty or sixty remnants of the Han army, harassed by the "cavalry" of the Yellow Turban Army, which hastily untied their horses from the carts and formed them, were besieged by the Yellow Turban Army in an open field, shrunk into a ball in terror, waiting for their unknown fate.

"My lord! What do these guys do? ”

Zhou Cang's body was covered with blood, panting heavily, but his spirit was quite excited, grinning and asking insolence.

He slashed and killed no less than ten armored Han soldiers with a big knife today, and the resentment of being defeated by the county soldiers a few days ago was ruthlessly happy. With such a result, Zhou Cang admired the arrogant "wise" leadership.

Things in the army, that's it. As long as you can win battles with big guys, you are a good general.

In the face of these remaining defeated soldiers, Zhang Dong had no intention of killing them all. Anyway, everyone is Han, maybe some relatives can be involved, and you don't have to fight you to the death. Zhang Mad thought for a moment and said to Zhou Cang:

"Dafeng, you go and persuade you to surrender first, just say, I promise them, those who surrender will not be killed!"

"No!"

Zhou Cang happily accepted the order, came to the vicinity of the enemy, and began to surrender loudly with the voice of a male duck in the voice change period:

"The lord of a certain family has an order, and those who descend will not be killed! Don't you surrender soon! ”

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army around were also excited, clamoring around:

"Those who descend will not be killed! Those who descend will not be killed! ……”