Liu Ze, who was far away on the hill, saw that the two sides had started a scuffle, and said to Zhang Fei: "Third brother, aren't you too idle to panic, now is a good opportunity to fight, if you don't fight at this time, when will you wait?" ”

Zhang Fei became interested when he heard this, lifted the Zhangba snake spear, jumped on the war horse, screamed strangely in his mouth, and took the lead in rushing to the Yellow Turban camp.

Liu Ze drew his sword in his hand, ordered all the archers to put away their bows and arrows, draw their sabers, and rush into the enemy formation with one shot. Ten rounds of cavalry salvos, 25,000 arrows poured into the position of the Yellow Turban Army, because the Yellow Turban Army is relatively dense, at least about 20,000 casualties have been caused, the right wing of the Yellow Turban Army is basically disabled, and now Liu Ze led the cavalry to rush into the Yellow Turban formation like a whirlwind, the entire right wing collapsed instantly, and the Yellow Turban who lost the right wing of the commander was demoralized, and he could not organize effective resistance at all.

A regular army must go through rigorous training and brutal war baptism in order to have a tenacious will and indomitable spirit, and the death of soldiers will only make their comrades-in-arms hate the same enemy and sacrifice their lives and death, which will further arouse the anger in their chests to fight to the death. And for a rabble like the Yellow Turbans, the death of their companions will aggravate the already fearful hearts in their hearts, and the bloody corpses will make them frightened, and everyone has only one thought in their hearts, to escape and live. With the support of this belief, there will still be people there who will stand up and fight hard, and all of them will run wildly, and the weapons in their hands will not know where they have been thrown for a long time.

But in this chaotic battlefield, it is extremely difficult to escape a life, not to mention that Liu Ze's cavalry is as fast as the wind, and the saber in his hand is waving like a sickle harvesting wheat, harvesting people's heads, as long as they are targeted, there is absolutely no second way to go, just tens of thousands of troops are mixed, trampling on each other, and there is no way to escape at all.

This is basically a one-sided massacre, Liu Ze frowned, seeing that Zhang Fei was killing vigorously, the Zhangba snake spear in his hand flew up and down, killing the yellow turban soldiers was no different from a string of sugar gourds, and the high-decibel shouts in his mouth broke the eardrums of the people on the side, and there were many cowardly people, who were torn apart on the spot, and they were killed.

Liu Ze stopped Zhang Fei and said, "Third brother, stop for the time being!" ”

Zhang Fei wondered: "Big brother, there are still a lot of Yellow Turban soldiers here, why stop?" Besides, I haven't killed yet! ”

"The Yellow Turbans on the right flank have been defeated, the poor Kou Mo is chasing, the road ahead has been opened, the fierce battle between the officers and soldiers and the main force of the Yellow Turban is in full swing, and we will go to help Lu Gong." Liu Ze saw that many of the Yellow Turban soldiers had laid down their weapons and fled without their lives, and he was moved to hide, unwilling to do more killing, and decided to let them live. In addition, the right flank of the Yellow Turbans in this battle was originally used as an auxiliary storage zài, even if they were all killed, it would not determine the success or failure of the battle, if you want to achieve a final victory, you must defeat the Chinese army of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Fei didn't say a word, and directly swung his spear into the Chinese camp of the Yellow Turban Army. Liu Ze, Guan Yu, Guan Hai, and Wu Anguo also led their troops to follow closely and rushed over. The five hundred cavalry swept towards the Chinese camp of the Yellow Turban Army like a whirlwind.

The right flank of the Yellow Turban Army had collapsed, but the left flank had not been damaged, and after the Chinese army engaged the official army, Liu Shi, the commander of the left flank, directly outflanked the officers and soldiers in accordance with the predetermined plan. Lu Zhi calmly responded to the battle, and the threat to the officers and soldiers from the outflank of the left flank alone was not as great as imagined, Lu Zhi ordered Guo Dian to lead a group to meet it, and the brigade continued to launch a powerful attack on the Chinese army of the Yellow Turban Army. Although the officers and men have been absent from the battle formation for a long time, whether it is equipment or training level, they are not known how many times stronger than the Yellow Turban Army, after several battles, the combat strength has also been significantly increased, not to mention that in the vanguard position is the strong Wuhuan cavalry, by them as the assault, the Yellow Turban camp, which is not too strong, has already been rushed to the ground is scattered, and the officers and men of the brigade follow up and cover up the killing, but it is also a lot easier.

Zhang Jiao didn't expect that he was caught by Lu Zhi in a simple and rash transfer of troops, and the formation immediately collapsed, but he was still unwilling, so he could not beat his own troops ten times the number of officers and soldiers, he shouted loudly and ordered the Yellow Turban wrestlers to fight to the death. The Yellow Turban Lux is a force he has cultivated for many years, and its combat ability is far stronger than that of ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers, and it will not completely collapse in a disadvantageous situation.

Under Zhang Jiao's order, the Yellow Turban wrestlers shouted in unison: "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!" The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! Kill! Kill! Kill! For a while, the crowd was angry, the blood was surging, and the tide surged up, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate.

At this time, Sima Ju reported to Zhang Jiao in a panic: "Enlighten the Lord, the right wing is all over, and the cavalry attacking the right wing has broken through the defense and attacked directly, please avoid it quickly." ”

Zhang Jiao was furious and said, "What? 100,000 people can't resist hundreds of cavalry, what a waste rice bucket! I want to see with my own eyes, where are these officers and soldiers sacred, and regard our Yellow Turban Army as if it were no one? ”

Sima Ju said: "These cavalry are menacing, our army may be difficult to resist, for the sake of safety, please avoid it." ”

Zhang Jiao snorted heavily: "This Heavenly Master commands an army of 500,000 people, and he should be afraid of only a few hundred cavalry, which is ridiculous!" At present, the great enemy is retreating at this time, how to stabilize the morale of the army? What's more, my own guards are all battle-hardened dead soldiers, so what is there to fear! ”

Sima Ju still wanted to admonish, Zhang Jiao said angrily: "Hugh has to say again!" If there are those who retreat, they will confuse the morale of the army, and they will not be forgiven! ”

Zhang Fei took the lead, took the lead in entering the flank of the Yellow Army, roaring, like a tiger in the mountain, tearing the Yellow Turban Army's defense line, facing the Yellow Turban soldiers who poured up like a tide, Zhang Fei did not have a trace of fear, the bronze bell-like leopard eyes were wide open, extremely bloodshot happily, roaring wildly, the Zhangba snake spear danced like a storm, and the Yellow Turban soldiers died when they touched it, and they died next to each other. Liu Ze, Guan Yu, Guan Hai and others were afraid that Zhang Fei would lose his single horse, so they also followed closely and entered the camp of the Yellow Turban Chinese Army.

Zhang Fei saw Zhang Jiao's ochre-yellow cover at a glance. Zhang Jiao's cover is indeed swaggering enough, even if Emperor Han Ling goes on patrol, it is nothing more than that. The car under the cover is also extremely luxurious, and this is the only one in the all-yellow scarf camp, isn't Zhang Jiao and others?

Capture the thief and capture the king first, Zhang Fei didn't care about 3721, and rushed straight to Zhang Jiao. Zhang Fei has a black face, black armor and black cloak, and under his crotch is also a black horse (not a black horse kicking the snow), just like a black whirlwind blowing on the flat ground, the yellow turban soldier will die if he blocks it, and no one can stop him at all.

Zhang Jiao, who was still hoarse, was not calm at the moment, and shouted urgently: "Escort!" Escort! ”

Sima Ju also hurriedly ordered the guards: "All the guards listen to the order and protect the Lord!" Zhang Jiao's personal guards rushed to the front of the car together, forming a human wall, and the knives and guns in their hands were like dense forests, blocking Zhang Fei's way forward.

The dark horse under Zhang Fei's crotch did not pause for a moment, but accelerated its speed, and in an instant, Zhang Fei had rushed to the front, and dozens of guards were picked up in the air, and there was already a vacuum in front of Zhang Jiao's car.

Zhang Jiao was so frightened that he wanted to jump out of the car and escape for his life. Zhang Feima's spear was fast, and a spear stabbed the body of the car, Zhang Fei shouted, shook the spear, and the whole car disintegrated in the air. Zhang Jiao fell from the car, and his nose and face were swollen. Before he could get up, Zhang Fei's spear had already pierced his chest.