"The centaurs here in Taichang have already arrived thirty miles away, and it is estimated that the other two centaurs will be faster, since we have met, we can't ignore it, looking at so many moving points, it's really fragrant." Li Bad looked at the map and said.

The male god's head moved, and he smiled and said, "This time it's really fat meat sent to the door, don't eat it for nothing, don't eat it, son, you say, how to fight." ”

Li Bad said with a wit, "Aren't you wearing the costumes of the Yellow Turban Army now, you can mix in the past, and then you don't need me to say more." ”

"Yes, look at you." The male god smiled obscenely.

Nanrong's troops secretly broke away from the main army, and chased the Taichang soldiers and horses by the path, and Li Bad and others chased and killed behind Nanrong with great fanfare in order to cooperate with the more perfect performance of this scene.

Taichang sent two million men this time, led by Qu Shuai Gong Du himself, Huang Zhong in Lanshan County and he is a fellow countryman, the two joined the Yellow Turban Army in the same year, and supported each other all the way to sit in the position of Qu Shuai, it can be said that the two are the most iron brothers in the Yellow Turban Army.

This time the brothers were in trouble, after Gong Du received the news, he was very anxious, and after ordering the soldiers and horses, he ignored the advice of another Taichang Qu Marshal Gao Sheng, and rushed directly to Lanshan.

To be able to achieve the position of Qu Shuai, Gong Du is not a stupid person, the army he led this time has 800,000 second-rate Yellow Turban troops and 200,000 Yellow Turban first-rate troops, but because he was too anxious and hurried when he was in a hurry, he left behind some slow cannon fodder troops, and now there are only more than 1.2 million people by his side.

When Gong Dubu arrived at a hill, he heard a killing cry in the distance, in order to be on the safe side, Gong Du first sent more than a dozen scouts to investigate the situation, after learning that there were Yellow Turban brothers were hunted down, Gong Du thought about it, in the Lanshan boundary, out of the Yellow Turban Army in Lanshan County, there should be no other troops.

Could it be that Huang Zhong and they broke through? Thinking of this, Gong Du hurriedly sent an army to meet him, and the grizzled Nanrong troops on the other side ran more energetically after seeing the Yellow Turban Army, and ran towards the Yellow Turban Army surrounding them with joy.

The Taichang Yellow Turban Army made a gesture of readiness to support at any time, and a 10,000-strong cavalry team was about to face the Southern Wing Army.

The male god brother excitedly held the long knife in his hand, looked at the Taichang troops who were getting closer and closer, and was happy in his heart, finally had a quick entry account, and he relied on it to enter the top fifty.

It's too late, it's fast, when the two armies immediately met, the male god roared, pulled out the tattered yellow turban military uniform on his body, leaked out the Nanrong standard armor inside, and waved a big knife and slashed at the Yellow Turban army in the lead.

After hearing the male god's long roar, the Nanrong troops behind the male god took off their yellow turban uniforms and shouted to kill the Taichang troops in the Mengquan.

The Yellow Turban Army led by the Taichang Cavalry was cut down by the male god with a knife when he was defenseless, and the 10,000-person cavalry team also became Nanrong's appetizing idea, and a charge broke the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

And Gong Du, who was in the rear, was in full array, and he had just heard that there was something wrong with the location where the killing shouts came, and it stands to reason that the receiving troops should be responsible for blocking the enemy forces behind, but listening to the sound of the fighting came from the front, it was obvious that there must be something strange in it.

Soon he saw thousands of cavalry rushing towards him, and Gong Du fixed his eyes to see that it was not the receiving force he had just sent out, but it looked like he was so embarrassed.

When he saw the Nanrong troops following behind the receiving troops, Gong Du secretly shouted that it was not good, and hurriedly commanded the command to line up to meet the enemy, but the panicked thousands of cavalry did not stop running, and rushed into it when they saw the Yellow Turban army formation.

In the face of thousands of comrades, Gong Du couldn't get off the killer, he could only watch the newly assembled troops being crushed by the remnants, and the male god brother in the back saw the chaos of the Yellow Turban Army, so he naturally didn't let go of this opportunity, and rushed over with the troops.

The two teams fought hard together, in fact, aside from other factors, the first-class troops of the Yellow Turban Army under Gong Du were generally stronger than Nan Rong, but Nan Rong belonged to the Yi Yi work, while Gong Du was a long-distance attack, and the soldiers were not as good as Nan Rong's soldiers in terms of morale and physical strength.

In addition, the formation in front was crushed, and the soldiers behind also began to mess up, even if Gong tried his best to stop it, it was to no avail, the male god was followed by a general, eight feet tall, with a lion nose and a wide mouth, dressed in a bright light night armor, a Western Regions Dawan horse in his crotch, and a Babao Mo knife in his hand danced vigorously on the battlefield, and he was a fierce general.

General Modao has been following the side of the male god, and whenever the Yellow Turban General comes to provoke, he is all slashed and killed, and Nanrong's elite troops are also like sharp arrows, shooting straight through the Yellow Turban Army formation.

"Don't retreat, give it to me, Wang Shuang! Wang Shuang! Gong Du, who was located in the Chinese army, shouted loudly.

"In!" A bloodied Yellow Turban general stepped back from the rout of the battlefield.

Gong Du's eyes were also red at this time, and he roared loudly with a long knife in his hand, "Give me to put your troops on top and resist the attack of the militia group, and the rest of the people will sort out the troops for me, whoever dares to escape will be killed!" ”

"Yes!"

The hard-pressed Wang Shuang finally picked up a life on the battlefield, but with the military order in his body, he could only turn around and go extremely helplessly to organize his troops to meet Nanrong.

"Report, alliance leader, the Yellow Turban front-line troops are all defeated."

"Report, alliance leader, the Yellow Turban Army has organized troops to prepare for a counterattack."

"Report, alliance leader, the eleventh deputy alliance leader is surrounded by the Yellow Turban Army."

The tenacity of the Yellow Turban was beyond the expectations of the male god, he thought that this time the Yellow Turban Army would also be defeated as before, but he didn't expect the Yellow Turban Army to be so backbone this time, and dare to fight back.

This caught Nan Rong a little off guard, and the eleventh who rushed too fast first became the first counterattack target of the Yellow Turban Army, and was surrounded in an instant.

"Siye, it's time for them to see what the Tang Mo Sword is, the pro-guard army is under your command, I only have one request, destroy all the enemy troops you see."

"Rest assured, the heir will live up to the trust of the alliance leader."

After that, Li Siye looked up to the sky and shouted, "Mo Dao team, charge!" ”

The 100,000 soldiers who were still holding knives and spears, after hearing Li Siye's roar, changed into Mo knives at the same time, followed Li Siye's footsteps, and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army with their prancing horses and swords.

"Kill!"

Looking at the 100,000 Mo sword soldiers rushing to his face, Wang Shuang couldn't help but have a kind of despair from the bottom of his heart, he had just fought three times, the troops in his hands had basically been exhausted, Gong Shuai's troops were still behind and did not keep up, if they wanted to fight with this army again, then they would definitely die.