"Damn." Zhang Bao, who was far away on the high platform, saw this scene, and couldn't help but feel a burst of anger rising from the bottom of his heart. Angry, the pale color of his face turned into a crimson color, which was formed by the upwelling of blood, but it was also obvious how angry he was.

The power of the cavalry fell into Zhang Bao's eyes, and there were also cavalry in the Yellow Turban Army, but due to the scarcity of war horses, it was almost impossible to become an organization, let alone launch a small-scale charge on the battlefield. As for the horses, let the soldiers ride up and attack? Let's not talk about whether the horse is good or not, that is, the riding skills of the rider, whether it can go to the battlefield or not is unknown.

"If only there was a little more time. Alas......" Zhang Bao sighed, if it wasn't for the uprising so early, he would have been able to operate for a while, collect war horses and armor weapons, and if he hadn't been so hasty, he was afraid that the scene he saw now would be reversed. It's a pity......

In his heart, he didn't have any resentment against his eldest brother Zhang Jiao, it was really the scarcity and cost of war horses, which made them feel embarrassed. The money to buy a war horse can easily arm hundreds of cavalry, in this case, how can it be easy to choose? What's more, war horses are still in a state of price and no market, that is, the Han army garrisons in many places, and all that can be used is the horses.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang next to him hurriedly asked, "Second brother, are you okay?" ”

He looked worried, originally this heavenly thunder was guided by him and Zhang Bao, but when it was about to end, because of the ruthless feather arrow, he had to withdraw his hand to block it. In this way, a spell released by two people has also become dominated by one person, fortunately, it has reached the final stage, otherwise Zhang Liang knows that Zhang Bao will definitely not be what he sees now, but more dangerous, but he is still very worried.

"I'm fine." Zhang Bao waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have any problems, but there was exhaustion in his tone that couldn't be hidden.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the battlefield, and the thought just now was fleeting, it was just a thought. They're all in the army now! The huge base of soldiers, as long as they are stacked, the five hundred cavalry that were originally rampage will not be able to rush far and will stop, and what awaits them is the result of being besieged and killed.

As long as their morale does not fall, as long as they do not collapse, as long as they do not collapse, Zhang Bao believes that the final victory will definitely be their own! As for how many soldiers' lives will be used, it is completely out of his consideration, as long as the elite is not lost, it doesn't matter if all those low-level soldiers die. The meaning of their existence is just consumption, as long as they can achieve this, the glory of the dead is to dedicate their blood to the yellow sky!

All for the yellow sky!

"Third brother, have you sent out the Warlord?" Zhang Bao asked, his tone cold and cold.

Zhang Liang paused and quickly replied, "Send it out." ”

Zhang Bao nodded lightly and affirmed this, but he still repeated, "Runaway, there is no mercy!" The words are full of ruthlessness.

"It's finally time." Cao Cao opened his eyes, removed the hand in front of him, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.

What he was waiting for was this moment, the reason why he had waited for so long, suppressing the surging blood flow in his body, was for this moment when the victory could be determined. At this moment, Cao Cao believes that the Yellow Turban Army has exhausted its hole cards, and now the scorching battlefield speaks for itself.

"Candle Shadow, you can stay here later, so you don't have to rush with the army to kill." Cao Cao said, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the Qingyu sword on his waist with a "swish", and a pool of sword light slashed out.

Xiahou Yuan, who was beside him, was already eager to try, except for the arrow shot before, he could only watch his eldest brother Xiahou Yuan fight on the battlefield. Finally waiting for this moment, how could he not be excited? The bloodthirsty thought in his mind was also amplified at this moment, and he also pulled out his knife, looking ahead with a blazing eye, ready to charge into battle with Brother Meng De and fight in the battlefield.

Thinking of Cao Ren and Cao Hong, the two brothers who stayed in the camp, he couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately it was himself on the battlefield.

"The armies obey orders! Kill with me! Cao Cao rode his horse, and the claw Huang Fei on his horse rushed out, like a lightning bolt, and ran away in the blink of an eye.

"Kill!" Behind him, there were the private soldiers brought by Cao Cao, and the archers just now had already tied their bows and arrows to their backs, picked up their swords and guns, and rushed out with Cao Cao's order. Five hundred cavalrymen lined up, and under the leadership of Xiahou Yuan, they firmly followed Cao Cao and charged in the direction where the Yellow Turban Army was located on the battlefield.

The only incongruity in this was probably a donkey, which followed firmly beside Huang Feidian, and its speed was not inferior at all. But take a closer look, in fact, the big donkey eyes did not look at the scene in front of them, but firmly stared at a big radish dangling in front of him, the fishing line swayed, and the radish also swayed, but he could only see, not eat, which made the stubborn donkey continue to speed up and run like the wind.

On the back of the donkey, there is its owner Candle Shadow, who is already holding the long sword that has just been untied from the donkey, looking indifferently at the battlefield that is getting closer and closer. He didn't care, anyway, he couldn't run away if he couldn't beat him, you must know that the donkey under his ass ran faster than anything else when he saw food, so the escape for his life was second to none, first-class. So, what scruples does he have?

In the Han army camp, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun glanced at each other, nodded at the same time, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in their eyes, and at the same time there was a little worry in them.

"Pass the order." Huangfu Song raised his hand.

His hand fell violently, and when he had already decided, he was extremely simple, without the slightest hesitation. "All the troops are attacking!"

The horn of the "Woo ......" march was sounded, and smoke and dust had risen in the Han army camp, and even the earth was shaking one by one, accompanied by the sound of armor and weapons and neat steps, forming a unique rhythm.

The snare drums in the "Knock ......" camp were also beaten, and the earth-shattering sound of drums was heard. Some soldiers looked back, but saw two familiar figures on the side of the camp, it was Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, and suddenly their blood surged into their hearts, and their morale reached its peak!

"Kill!" The soldiers howled, like wild beasts, trying to vent all the power that was full of this moment, and kill the enemy without a trace of scruples and fear!

A few days later, the world shook, and the Yellow Turban Army on the Yingchuan battlefield was defeated!

(End of chapter)

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