In such a situation where the advantages and disadvantages were almost clear, Zu Zhao's brutal standing up caused a great shadow to the Yellow Turban Army. Most of these Yellow Turban thieves are natives of Youbeiping County, in the past two months, they have already heard of Zu Zhao's prestige, and even some believers in the north of the county are even more in awe of Zu Zhao's bravery, when they were called to the south of the county to revolt, they still feel more or less lucky, after all, they will not have to fight with those wolf-like men of the northern family in the north of the county, including the eldest son of Zujiazhuang.

At this moment, Zu Zhao was wearing a strange plate armor, which was stained with blood, and he also disemboweled a person and lifted it high, and for a moment he really looked like an executioner from the Shura field. How could those poor peasants, who were honest and honest on weekdays, not be surprised and frightened when they saw such a scene.

So in the process of Zu Zhao riding all the way forward, the Yellow Turban soldiers and thieves who were blocking the road saw the strange armor from afar, and they all dodged in panic.

Zu Zhao rushed into the crowd of thieves with a few horses, brandishing his halberds left and right, and quickly cut down five or six people when the thieves tried to escape. At this moment, several reprimands and shouts were suddenly heard in the distance. Looking up, I saw a few yellow turban thieves riding tall horses behind the crowd, and it was not difficult to see from the dress and momentum that they should be the leaders who led the attack. He estimated the distance between them, and was only thirty or forty paces away from the nearest leader.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, everyone understands this!

At this time, if you want to continue to stick to it, or stick to it for a longer time, it is natural to be small and big. If you can kill a few Yellow Turban leaders, it will definitely ease the situation.

As soon as he thought of this, Zu Zhao was desperate, continued to kick the horse's belly hard, and rushed forward quickly with the halberd.

There weren't too many slashing movements along the way, and once a good horse let go of its hooves and started running, even a slight bump into the crowd in front of it would cause extremely serious trauma. After crashing through the crowd, Zu Zhao clamped the horse's belly tightly with his legs, bit the reins in his mouth, and held the horse halberd with both hands, and stared at the leader of the yellow turban thieves from afar.

The leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves was still calling on the left and right, telling everyone to hurry forward, until Zu Zhao approached, and the people on the left and right immediately shouted. Only then did it attract the attention of the thief, but it was too late, and Zu Zhao's halberd was close at hand. The leader of the thieves screamed in a hurry, and instinctively raised his blade in his hand to block.

"Come on!"

Zu Zhao let out a violent snort, and the liliang condensed all over his body and the impact generated by the galloping horse all flowed into his arms. He raised his halberd from top to bottom, like a huge wave crashing against the beach, and slammed it down on the leader of the thieves. Although the blade of the thief leader blocked the halberd blade of the horse halberd, the strength of the block was obviously not comparable to Zu Zhao. Under this blow alone, Zu Zhao stubbornly overwhelmed the blade of the thief leader, and the halberd stabbed the opponent's neck.

The leader of the thieves screamed in pain, but the more he screamed, the more blood from the major arteries in his neck gushed out.

The surrounding thieves were horrified, and when they were stunned, they didn't know how to take the opportunity to surround them.

Zu Zhao exerted his strength again, and let the halberd cut horizontally through the neck of the thief leader, dividing the neck and head of the thief leader into two parts.

The head flew into the air, and soon fell again, tumbling to the side.

"Who else!"

Zu Zhao was greatly stimulated by the blood that had been sprayed before, and the killing nature rose spontaneously.

Under the intimidation, many thieves hurriedly retreated, and no one dared to step forward.

However, it didn't take long for three or four riders of the Yellow Turban Army to rush to the west of the camp, who seemed to be fierce generals under the command of the Yellow Turban Army, and it seemed that the riders who had just come over did not know the situation here, and actually took the initiative to rush in the direction of Zu Zhao. When they were only more than 20 steps away, these people raised their blades in their hands, including iron forks and big knives, which was quite a bit of a jiashi.

Even in such a chaotic environment and the dark night, Zu Zhao could still clearly see that among these riders, the thief with an iron fork was so eye-catching, as if he had seen it somewhere. Some information flashed through his mind, that is, when he was fighting with Lingzhi County a few months ago, he had fought with a Hu man with an iron fork. Thinking of this, he immediately realized that the situation was very different, since the other party was a Hu person, but now he was converging with the Yellow Turban Army, there were really too many conjectures.

As some people on the other side got closer and closer, the thief holding an iron fork was really not as black-haired and black-eyed as the Han people, and even his dress was very different from others, and he was clearly a foreigner.

Although there are many measurements at one time, it is clear that this is not the time for guessing.

Zu Zhao calmed down, since there was no winner last time, he simply made a break this time. Without hesitation, he sped up his horse's speed and swung the halberd in his hand in a posture ready to be assassinated.

The Yellow Turban thieves on both sides seemed to feel this powerful killing intent, and they all retreated further, as if they were deliberately leaving enough space for these horseback riders to compete.

Just when the fighting on this side of the camp was inextricable, the situation was becoming more and more chaotic, and the officers and soldiers and the volunteers were obviously showing an unfavorable trend, on the plain shrouded in darkness in the southeast, Wen Chou, Tian Kai, and the cavalry teams of Han Dang, Zu Ling, Zhang Yuan, Zhang Pre, and other cavalry teams had actually arrived at the expected position a quarter of an hour earlier. Then Wen Chou grabbed the reins, stood on one end, and watched coldly as the camp was falling into a fiery battle.

In the past quarter of an hour, Zu Ling, Zhang Yuan, Zhang Pre and others have urged Wen Chou no more than once or twice.

According to the original Jihua, it was already time to enter the enemy line at this time. But it was clear that this side had made all the preparations, and the camp had obviously fallen into a heavy siege, but Wen Chou suddenly became "hesitant" at this time. Although, Wen Chou has repeatedly emphasized that there is only one chance to raid, and if it is not grasped well, not only will it not be able to reverse the entire battle, but it will even be counterattacked by thieves.

The opportunity that Wen Chou was waiting for was to let this wave of Yellow Turban Thieves completely fight with the defenders of the camp, and to let all the Yellow Turban Thieves press the camp side, and then it was the best opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

After waiting for a while, Zu Ling could barely bear it, and rode his horse to Wen Chou's side again.

Wen Chou had already guessed Zu Ling's intentions, and he was very impatient, but he could understand the anxiety of these people very well. Facing the direction of the camp crumbling in the firelight, even he himself could not feel anxious. But there are still procrastinating teams behind those yellow turban thieves, so you must wait for these teams to be closer to the camp.

Zu Ling didn't wait for the mount to stop, and asked in a very unpleasant tone: "Captain Wendu, how long will it be?" ”

Wen Chou didn't look back, didn't even give any good tone, and said, "It's not time yet." ”

Zu Ling was furious, and said loudly: "The Jihua we agreed on earlier is not like this, if it is not the time now, then when is the time?" ”

Wen Chou still didn't look back, but his tone became even colder, and said, "On the battlefield, where are there so many step-by-step orders? You don't need to be in a hurry, wait a little longer, and when the time comes, I will be at the forefront. ”

Zu Ling said teasingly: "The camp is almost unable to support it, even if you charge at the front, what can you do?" ”

Wen Chou suddenly turned his head, pressed his sword with one hand, and reprimanded angrily: "I am the commander of the northern part of the county, since this operation is led by me, then I am fully responsible, how can you speak?" ”

Zu Ling clenched his fists, his eyes sparkled, and he was not afraid of ugliness at all.

Seeing this, several of Wen Chou's cronies immediately stepped forward and stared vigilantly at the ancestral tomb.

And behind the ancestral tomb, those children of the ancestral village were all emotional. Especially Zu Cheng, he rode his horse to the front, glared at Wen Chou's cronies, and put the horse halberd in front of him, as if he would fight at any time.

Wen Chou's temper was originally not good, but when he saw this, how could he tolerate it, and immediately asked, "What, you want to fight with me?" Hmph, don't you have to be like these yellow turban thieves! ”

Without waiting for Zu Ling to refute, Zu Cheng on the side couldn't bear it for a long time, and said in a collision: "Oh, you still have to be shameless, I waited for thousands of miles to come to the aid of the county government, and now the brothers are sharpening their knives and waiting to attack, but you are afraid of the enemy, but you ask us to rebel!" Hmph, an unreasonable person like you, even if we rebel, it is because of you! ”

Wen Chou said angrily: "Vertical son dare! Someone, take this person down for me! ”

The officers and men will immediately take action and face each other one by one.

Xu Wuyiyong already had many grievances, although Wen Chou was the county captain, but he was completely unreasonable, how could he convince the public? So under the leadership of a group of ancestral children, everyone surrounded the generals, and the halberds in their hands were all aimed at those officers and soldiers. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yu and the others were very helpless, their faces were gloomy, of course they also thought that Wen Chou was too domineering, but if there was a contradiction at this time, then the entire battle would be over. Not only could it not save those people in the camp, but it was even very likely that the previous results would be wiped out.

Just when the situation was about to get out of control, Han Dang, who had not spoken much, suddenly rode his horse and rushed to the middle of Wen Chou and the ancestral tomb.

"Shut up! At the moment of the great enemy, how can he miss a major event because of a momentary mood! ”

There is nothing special about this, but it is very direct to the key points.

Although Wen Chou is emotional, once he reconsiders the overall situation, he can still control his emotions as much as possible. He raised his hand and motioned for all of his men to stand down. Seeing this, the righteous and brave people gradually put down the halberd in their hands.

Zu Zhao fought with the iron fork Hu man for seven or eight rounds, and the scene was chaotic at this moment, although most of the thieves around him were frightened and did not dare to approach easily, but they were also very dry with their teeth and claws on the side. In addition, the sky is dark, relying on the heavy light and shadow of the torches around it, flickering bright and dark, flickering near and far, greatly rendering an irregular atmosphere. So much so that Zu Zhao didn't have much skill in the competition with the Nahu people, and he was completely fighting with brute strength.

The Hu people are tall and big, half a head taller than Zu Zhao, their arms are round and their arms are thick, and the iron fork is also full of fine iron, and every blow is so heavy. Even though Zu Zhao has studied hard since he was a child, in terms of physical fitness and age, he must still lack one or two points in hard work. But fortunately, he did not seek victory for a while, as long as he could tremble with this thief here and successfully delay the pace of the Yellow Turban Army on the west side of the camp, it would be considered a success.

Beside Zu Zhao, several other brave riders were also trembling with the other Yellow Turban Thief riders.

The scene looked very chaotic, not only that, after all, Zu Zhao and the others were attacking the thieves, and now they were fighting with the thieves here, and the road behind them was quickly blocked by other Yellow Turban Army. I have to say that they are really alone and under siege. Among those brave knights, there were some people with poor psychological quality, and they couldn't help but feel worried and frightened when they saw that there were more and more thieves around them, and the friendly troops in the rear were already blocked. Because of this, in a moment of distraction, it is easy for the thief who is fighting to get into the gap and stab directly off the horse.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer volunteer riders around Zu Zhao, and in less than a quarter of an hour, only Zu Zhao was left.

Although Zu Zhao was under great pressure in his heart, he knew very well in his heart that any worries at this time would be useless, so he simply held the determination to die and fought left and right to the end. After more than ten rounds of fighting, he struggled with both hands, and forced the thief's iron fork with his halberd, and after the two passed by, they opened up a little distance. But at this time, two Yellow Turban Thief riders suddenly rushed to the side, trying to sneak attack.

"Look at the guns!"

"Suffer death!"

Zu Zhao only heard two roars from behind him, he already felt the wind on his back, and he didn't have time to turn around, so he instinctively lifted the halberd in his hand and sent it behind him. For a moment, he felt the difficulty of grasping the halberd's hands, and it was as if something had hit the halberd. Don't think about it, it must be that one of the sneak attackers didn't have time to dodge in a hurry, and ate this back pistol stubbornly.

Zu Zhao quickly turned around, exerted his arms with strength, and overturned the yellow turban thief who stabbed him and fell off his horse.

But at this time, the spear of another Yellow Turban Thief had already been delivered to him. The movements of his hands are old, and the movements of his body are also in a state of rotation, and there is no way to avoid them. I only felt a blow to my abdomen, and pain swept through my body. Fortunately, the upper body was already equipped with a fully enclosed plate armor, and this shot hit the plate armor, only hitting the iron surface of the plate armor into a groove, and the groove hit the ribs in the abdomen.

"Rats, dare to sneak attack!"

Zu Zhao roared angrily, endured the pain of almost breaking his ribs, and slashed the halberd in his hand.

The yellow turban thief thought that this shot could stab Zu Zhao through the heart, and at least he could stab the other party off the horse with the help of the power of the collision, but who knew that this strange armor was so thick that it couldn't be pierced at all. Coupled with the extremely fast speed of Zu Zhao's counterattack, he had no way to react at all, only felt a burst of momentum attacking, and his eyes immediately went black.

Zu Zhao slashed and took the head of the yellow turban thief.

"Hmph, you wait for the rats, just go up together, but see how many cushions I can pull!" Zu Zhao rebuked the Yellow Turban thieves around him violently.

At this moment, the iron-forked thief seemed to be stimulated, and screamed viciously in nonsense.

However, not only Zu Zhao, but even those Yellow Turban thieves didn't understand what they were talking about.

The iron fork thief tightened the reins, his eyes were angry and fierce, he stared at the yellow turban thieves around him, and quickly shouted in suffocated Chinese: "You guys, give it to me, back away, back away!" ”

Those Yellow Turban thieves who were still about to launch a sneak attack and take Zu Zhao's life were all surprised, although Zu Zhao was brave and extraordinary, but now he was surrounded by immortals and could not escape, they all hoped to take the opportunity to get Zu Zhao's head, either to exchange it for a bounty, or to invite a merit. How do you know that this iron fork thief is so domineering!

The Yellow Turban thieves are some poor peasants, and they don't dare to have too many intentions to resist in their bones. Especially the Iron Fork Hu people can fight with Zu Zhao, and this kind of bravery should not be underestimated. In case of excitement for this Hu man, I am afraid that he will be late to walk around. Many people subconsciously took a few steps back and loosened the encirclement a little.

Zu Zhao sneered: "Okay, I'll have a good fight with you today." ”

With that, he slapped his horse and rushed towards the iron fork thief.

Only a quarter of an hour later, there was finally a movement in the southeast. In the darkness, the dark shadow of a group of cavalry gradually emerged from behind the dark ink-like color. The silhouette soon became clearer and clearer, and the cavalry formed a dense and sharp formation, sprinting swiftly towards the camp.

At this time, most of the troops of the Yellow Turban Thieves were already pressed around the camp. There are still a few scattered teams coming this way, but this is obviously no longer the point at this point.

The cavalry team led by Wen Chou saw the opportunity and launched a fierce charge at this stall. From afar, some Yellow Turban thieves noticed the movement here, some thought that they were from other places, and some felt that the momentum of this rush was wrong. But even so, the attention of the Yellow Turban Thieves was still on attacking the camp, and there was no superfluous ability to react.

A rush was staged moments later, with blood and flames, and the iron hooves of the cavalry were so mad that they plunged into the crowd of Yellow Turban thieves. Wen Chou took the lead, wielding a big knife and slashing constantly, most of the yellow turban thieves who were originally behind were greedy for life and afraid of death, and at this moment they were suddenly hit in the abdomen and back, and they were in chaos all of a sudden-

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