Liu Ze said: "In this way, Yun Chang must be cautious, I led five hundred archers to attack the Yellow Turban camp from the south, taking advantage of the chaos in the Yellow Turban Camp, Yun Chang can enter the Yellow Turban Company Camp from the north, and with Yun Chang's bravery, it is not difficult to break through the ten-mile company camp." ”

Guan Yu nodded in agreement, Liu Ze immediately picked up the five hundred archers in his headquarters, left the Huancheng camp, and marched towards the Yellow Turban camp dozens of miles away, while Guan Yu rode alone to the north of Yecheng.

The Yellow Turban Camp set up a ten-mile company camp, surrounded Yecheng to the point of impassability, and the tent walls were stacked on top of each other, almost a yellow ocean. Huangfu Song's South Road army crossed the river and headed north, and the Yellow Turban army naturally became nervous and waited for it. For several months, he couldn't take Yecheng alive or dead, which more or less discouraged Zhang Jiao, since Huangfu Song's army was approaching, Zhang Jiao also suspended the siege, transferred troops and sent generals, preparing for a decisive battle with Huangfu's army north of the Huan River.

Although Huangfu Song has won many battles in Henan, and this year he crossed the Yellow River bravely, but Zhang Jiaotan heard that Huang Fu Song's army has been divided into two routes, one led by Zheng Tai to attack the Qing River, and the remaining officers and soldiers are only more than 50,000 people, compared with the 400,000 troops under his command, both the scale and the momentum are far behind, so he is still full of confidence in preparing for war, ready to take advantage of Huangfu Song's foothold to kill him by surprise.

Liu Ze's five hundred archers galloped into the Yellow Turban camp like a gale, and the shallow trenches dug outside the Yellow Turban camp were not enough to stop it. The cavalrymen rode their horses lightly, skillfully drew their iron-tired bows, and their lightning-fast arrows shot accurately at the Yellow Turbans fleeing in all directions, and their sabers were swung brightly. Human heads fluttered in mid-air.

Due to the rapid arrival of Liu Ze's cavalry, the Yellow Turban Battalion was defenseless at all, and the fighters of the Yellow Turban Army were low and slow to react, so they could not form a joint force at all.

Some of the Yellow Turban soldiers even recognized these cavalry as the cavalry team that smashed the right flank of 100,000 Yellow Turbans in the Battle of Guangzong last year, and many of them had participated in that battle. The nightmare experience is still fresh in my memory. The endless rain of death arrows filled their nightmares all the time, and when they saw the invincible iron hooves reappear, their first thought was to flee. If you don't run away. They were greeted by death. In the face of such a formidable force, any resistance is futile.

The archers rampaged through the Yellow Turban Camp, and the riots in the Yellow Turban Camp gradually spread from the southern camp to the east, west, and north camps. For a time, all the Yellow Turban soldiers were in danger and frightened, even where the archers did not hit, they were in chaos.

Zhang Jiao received the news that Liu Ze's archers attacked the southern camp, and was furious, last year's battle of Guangzong, it was because of such a small cavalry that attacked his right flank and finally led the rout of the 500,000 army, although later Lu Zhi was convicted and transferred out of the Yellow Turban won many big victories, not only subdued the lost territory, but also trapped the remaining officers and soldiers in Yecheng, but that painful memory still made Zhang Jiao linger. When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed, and Zhang Jiao dispatched elite soldiers and fierce generals in each battalion and rushed to the southern camp together, preparing to intercept and kill Liu Ze.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ze just shook a shot, and after turning the Yellow Turban Camp upside down, Liu Ze led his troops to withdraw very quickly, and he really came and went like the wind, and he was so angry that he jumped like thunder and went crazy. Liu Ze's purpose is very clear, that is, he came to make trouble, stirring up the Yellow Turban Camp, the purpose has been achieved, and he is not in love with the war, so he retreats back quickly.

Liu Ze immediately looked at the north, and said silently in his heart: "Yun Chang, good luck!" ”

At this time, Guan Yu appeared alone outside the camp gate of the Yellow Turban North Camp, looking at it from a distance, the Yellow Turban in the camp was like a gathering of ants, dense, black and pressing, for others, he had already retreated, and if he wanted to fight a bloody way in this crowd, how easy was it to say? Guan Yu was fearless, snorted contemptuously, and urged his mount under his crotch, and the horse rushed straight to the gate of the Yellow Turban Camp like a sharp arrow.

There were a few yellow turban guards at the gate of the camp, and when they saw Guan Yu riding in, they couldn't figure out the situation, so they stopped him with a knife and gun, and asked, "Who is it?" ”

Guan Yu rode forward, raised his sword in his hand, cut several guards to the ground, and jumped in.

The Yellow Turban Battalion was already chaotic enough, although the Beida Battalion was not hit by Liu Ze's cavalry team, but it was also panicked, not to mention that most of the elite forces had been transferred to the south by Zhang Jiao.

Guan Yu slashed the guards with one horse, rushed into the camp, the speed of the wind, the sword light as fast as lightning, but all the Yellow Turban soldiers on Guan Yu's marching route, none of them could escape the cold light of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, the Yellow Turban North Battalion was like a bombing camp, and the Yellow Turban soldiers on the road cried for their fathers and mothers, and fled with their lives.

In a few breaths, Guan Yu rode forward quickly, and he had already broken through several tents of the Yellow Turban Army.

The commander of the northern camp is Li Damu, the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu, who is also a close disciple of Zhang Jiao, when he heard that someone rode into the camp alone, he was furious, and the cavalry was full of halberds, and led a group of men and horses to chase over, and saw Guan Yu charging forward like a bamboo, so he shouted: "Bah! Who's coming? Dare to go wild on your grandfather's and my territory, take a break, and watch the guns! ”

Guan Yu turned around and looked at him, heh, this guy, his eyes were bigger than the copper bell, his beard was all open, but he was mighty, he grabbed the horse and snorted coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Li Damu laughed and said: "I am the commander of the Heavenly Gong General, Li Damu is also, why don't you get off the horse and be captured!" ”

Guan Yu said coldly: "You are the commander of this battalion?" Perhaps, if you are willing to give way out, Guan Mou's knife can also save your life, if not, hum, don't blame me for being ruthless under the knife! ”

Li Damu was born in poverty, illiterate, but he is brave, and he is also a first-class good player in the Yellow Turban Battalion, and there are few opponents, today Guan Yu said wildly, Li Damu was not angry but laughed, and said: "What a big breath, I rode alone to break into my 100,000 Yellow Turban camp, do you really think that there is no one in my Yellow Turban Formation?" Come on, come on, eat your grandfather and my halberd! As he spoke, he raised his iron halberd and stabbed Guan Yu straight in the heart.

Guan Yu sneered, waved his knife and took a look, only to hear the "choking" sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and the mouth of Li Damu cracked, and the blood flowed, and then looked at the short branch of the iron halberd, which had been cut in half by the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Li Damu was stunned, just one move, he understood how much difference he had with Guan Yu, although he was the number one person in the Yellow Turban Army, but compared with Guan Yu, it was like a firefly competing with the sun and the moon, he was not only surprised by Guan Yu's divine power, but also surprised by the divine weapon in Guan Yu's hands, not a fierce dragon but Jiang, it seems that the opponent in front of him is by no means good.

Since he understood that his kung fu was vastly different from that of his opponent, Li Damu suddenly lost his fighting spirit and wanted to escape. Guan Yu allowed him to escape, chasing after each other, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was cold, and Li Damu only felt a chill on his neck.

At that moment, Li Damu was quite remorseful, and let go of his subordinates from many soldiers and horses, but he stupidly rushed up to die, but it was just a face-to-face kung fu, and the head of Xiang Shang no longer belonged to him.

Guan Yu killed Li Damu, but he didn't dare to delay any longer, and galloped wildly towards Yecheng. Beiying Qu Shuai Li Damu died, the dragons were leaderless, and the entire Beiying was completely in chaos, Guan Yu was so brave, and there was that little soldier who didn't have long eyes to dare to brush the tiger's whiskers, so let alone have the intention to resist and intercept, even if he was standing on the route of Guan Yu's travel, he had to stay away, Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue Knife was not a vegetarian, but there was no Yellow Turban soldier who leaned within a zhang, and none of them did not die.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were originally a group of rabble, for various purposes -- some were forced to flee by the government's harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, some were forcibly seized by powerful landlords and ruined their families, and some opportunists took advantage of the chaos in the world to fish in the muddy waters and joined the Yellow Turban team, which also made the Yellow Turban Army, although there were many people, but it was uneven, the combat effectiveness was low, and greed for life and fear of death almost became a common problem of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

What's more, the main general is dead, and there is no one behind him to spur him, who will stop Guan Yu's horse to find bad luck. Therefore, Guan Yu rode in the Yellow Turban Battalion, and at the beginning, there were still occasional Yellow Turban soldiers to intercept him, and later when he entered a no-man's land, the Yellow Turban soldiers on the road hid ten zhang away early.

Guan Yu quickly broke through the ten-mile company camp and rushed to the foot of Yecheng City. At this time, the gate of Yecheng was closed, the drawbridge was suspended, and the figures in the city were shaking, and the guards were tight. Guan Yu shouted loudly outside the moat: "I am ordered by the general of the left chariot cavalry, General Jizhou Assassin Shi Huangfu, to see General Zhonglang Zong, and pass the message at the same speed." ”

The soldiers defending the city did not dare to open the city, so they quickly reported to the sect members. The sect member was patrolling the city wall at this time, although the Yellow Turban Army's offensive had been suspended in the past few days, but the ten-mile company battalion of the Yellow Turban Army had surrounded Yecheng to death, and the news from the outside could not come in at all, and the sect members couldn't figure out what the Yellow Turban Army had planned, maybe it was the kind of temporary calm before the storm came.

It has been half a year since the retreat to Yecheng, although the state city of Jizhou is tall and strong, but under the siege of hundreds of thousands of yellow turbans day and night, the city wall is dilapidated, it is difficult to continue, and what is worse is that there is a shortage of food in the city, and the soldiers defending the city can only eat one meal a day, even this meal is also half hungry and half full, and it is just enough to talk about hunger. If the war drags on, I'm afraid that even a meal will be gone, and it really comes to that point, and the sect members don't know why to defend Yecheng. Among the officers and men now, the morale is extremely low, and it has really reached the point where there is no food to eat, and before the Yellow Turban Army can attack, the camp of officers and soldiers has already collapsed. (To be continued......)