Battlefield! Battlefield!

The separation of flesh and bone destroys people's tears, and it will be a success!

Zhang Shuang was the general, and led 5,000 soldiers to fight tens of thousands of yellow turbans. The soldiers scrambled to follow, and they died without regrets.

On the night, he fought with the Yellow Turbans in the camp. The flags fly, the arrows are like rain, the sound of horses' hooves is like thunder, and the sound of killing tears the sky.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!!!"

On the periphery of the circle, there were Han soldiers who fell, and Han soldiers who made up for it. Scramble to block the gap with your body.

Peng Tuo thought that he would be able to take down the Han army easily, but gradually, he also became frightened.

The Han army thought that the yellow turbans could not be killed, and he also complained about why the Han army was unshaken???

"A large army, as long as it is lost by one percent, can shake the morale of the army. If you lose 30 percent, you may collapse the army. If you lose more than half of it, you can fight again, and the coach will definitely be a world-beaten-by-the-world. So far, Zhang Shuang's soldiers should have died 2,000 people. Close to forty percent. How could there be such explosive power?????! ”

"Whoa!"

Under the banner of Ming Huangjing, Peng Tuo stood on horseback, obviously with tens of thousands of people, but he didn't have much sense of security at all. looked at the Han soldiers fighting in front of him in disbelief, and in disbelief, there was also admiration that he didn't want to admit.

This admiration turned into a killing intent.

"Tonight is either me or you die. Let's see who has a hard life, and look at whether the world is a Han world, or a yellow sky!! Peng Tuo gritted his teeth, and a determination suddenly rose in his chest.

"Kill!"

He took a spear from his soldier and drove his horse forward. The boss pressed.

"The big handsome stepped forward, the big handsome stepped forward."

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers was suddenly invigorated, and the murderous spirit doubled. scrambling to press on, killing passionately.

In the round array, under the banner of the word "Zhang", Zhang Shuang finally felt that danger was coming.

"Life or death, that's all!" But Zhang Shuang also had pride in his chest, and his sword pointed eastward, like a pawn moving forward, without retreating half a step.

"Press!"

Zhang Shuang shouted loudly and ordered Zhou Cang to press.

"Kill!"

Zhou Cang finally gave up Zhang Shuang and moved forward alone, no longer acting as a guard. Kill the enemy with a sword, the fierce general joins, and the Han army is not weak.

The fight is getting more and more intense!

……………………

East, Chen Gong Daying. Seven large camps, not too far apart. Each other, they can rescue and quickly assemble.

When the roar of Zhang Shuangzhan and Peng Tuo in the West had just sounded, Chen Gong had already woken up. Dian Wei reacted faster than him, and immediately ordered all the soldiers and horses.

When Chen Gong put on light armor and put on a saber, he stood on the platform. Dian Wei had already straddled the war horse, with a double halberd at his waist, exuding the momentum of a bear and a tiger, like a fierce beast that was poised to attack.

The five hundred soldiers clenched their spears, their eyes were cold, and they lined up to clean up, and the murderous aura filled the sky.

"Good army, Zhang Shuang's training of the troops, family soldiers. It can be compared with the elite of the world! Chen Gong had seen this army many times, but he still couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

"What now, sir??? Shall we first gather the 3,500 elite soldiers in the seven camps, and then kill the camp of Pengtuo? Dian Wei asked in a rough voice.

"Combined armies, more combat. But what we need now is not combat effectiveness, but deterrence. The soldiers of the six counties of Yuzhou who were killed from all directions made the yellow turbans even more afraid. ”

Chen Gong shook his head, and then ordered: "Order the soldiers of each battalion to kill, light more torches, and step through the Yellow Turban Battalion." ”

"No."

Dian Wei agreed with a bang. On the other hand, he sent a fast horse to give orders. On the one hand, he gathered his soldiers and horses, surrounded Chen Gong, and killed to the west.

"I see??! Are they on their own?! ”

"Chen Gong, a celebrity from Dongjun. Zhang Boliang's friend, I believe you once. ”

"Let's go, go and save Mr. Boliang."

In the six large battalions, the elite soldiers of Chenliu County, after receiving the order, gathered their troops and horses one after another and killed them to the west.

"Whoa!"

In the darkness, countless torches rose into the sky. Seven fiery dragons were formed, heading towards the east.

Because it is impossible to distinguish the number in the dark, the fire dragon formed by the firelight formed seven armies, and as for the number of Han troops, it is impossible to guess.

Therefore, it is more deterrent.

……………………………

"Kill, kill, kill!" In the Yellow Turban Camp, the sound of killing became more and more poignant.

Countless yellow turbans besieged the Han army in the camp, dense in all directions. The Han soldiers formed a circle formation, and the formation shrank smaller and smaller, and the battle became more and more intense.

Rows and rows of corpses on both sides fell outside the circle, forming a sea of corpses and blood.

The word "Zhang" is a flag, fluttering in the wind. Zhang Shuang stood in the middle with an indifferent expression. The morale of the Han soldiers is also extremely high. Even though they died too much, too many robes.

The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers is also extremely high, like a bow before the string breaks, exerting their strength and potential.

All the Yellow Turban soldiers went mad. Because all the soldiers know that there is also a large army of Han troops in the east, which is the elite soldiers of the six counties of Yuzhou, with tens of thousands of people.

If you can't solve Zhang Shuang here first!!!!!!

"Kill!"

In the midst of the exertion, the roar of killing became more and more frenzied. Coupled with the earth-shattering drums, the neighing of war horses, the sound of horses' hooves, and the screams, the sound of the chaotic battlefield was played.

The Yellow Turban soldier had begun to go crazy, but Peng Tuo's mood was getting worse and worse, and he could feel that his body was gradually cold, not the external temperature, but the heart was cold.

He felt more and more powerless, and the weight of his armor took him breathless.

Why, why hasn't your army been routed yet???

Why?? Why??? Obviously, more than half of the dead and wounded.

What exactly is underpinning all this.

"Why, why aren't you dead yet, ahh!!!!!h Peng Tuo's face was almost distorted, and he looked at Zhang Shuang angrily, and let out an angry roar, like a roar of thunder.

"Whether I die or not is not up to me. After all, I don't know how to fight horses, and three or two soldiers can kill me. The reason why I am still here is because my soldiers will not allow me to die. ”

Peng Tuo's words, Zhang Shuang heard it.

With a loud laugh, Zhang Shuang said categorically.

"If you want to kill us, step over our corpses first!!!" The soldier was angry and yelled. Although the number of people is scarce, the momentum is definitely not weak.

With the sound of wrath, the soldiers struck out in anger. The circle swelled abruptly.

"Ahhhh

As if they had encountered a flood, the Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly fell row after row in the midst of the screams. After expansion, it shrinks abruptly. Keep on the defensive.

A sneer appeared on the face of every Han sergeant, they were proving that they still had some strength left!

"Hahaha, kill!" Zhou Cang looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and killed with a knife.

Fierce as fire!

Peng Tuo's hands and feet were cold, and he was cold thoroughly.

At this moment, the sound of roaring and killing was heard from several directions, and the frightened voices of the heralds sounded.

"Marshal, there is a large army in the northeast."

"Marshal, there is a large army in the southeast."

"Marshal, there is a large army in the east."

"Handsome .........."

The Grim Reaper is in the world, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers are just grass cowards!

Under the light of the fire, Peng Tuo's face turned pale in an instant.