Inside the camp of the Han army, the two commanders who were watching the battle raised their heads and looked at the dark sky, and changed color. But then his heart fell, such a situation, they had already expected in the previous military discussion, as long as everything went according to the plan and there were no accidents, then the result should not be too bad. Just pinning everything on fate is a shame for any commander of the army, and there is no way to fully control the situation of the battle, which means that there may be a sense of one percent.

"Whew." Huangfu Song exhaled a breath of turbidity, this is all inevitable, even the famous generals such as the ancestor of the soldiers, Sun Wu, Bai Qi, Han Xinhuo, etc., dare not say that they can completely control and grasp the battle situation on the battlefield. He only hopes now that there will not be any mistakes that will cause the situation of Yingchuan to collapse!

This war, not to mention the quintessence of the Han Dynasty, can also determine the future trend, so it can only be won, not defeated!

"Hexel, it's all hexical!" Zhu Jun's frowning brows could indicate the difference in his mood now, and his face almost darkened.

He is not afraid of these Yellow Turban thieves, but under the power of heaven and earth, whether you are afraid or not, you can feel your own insignificance. The hateful thing is that this power is in the hands of the Yellow Turban thieves, and it adds many variables to many battles.

Zhu Jun looked up at the electric light condensed in the clouds in the sky, and in the silence, his palms were clenched tightly, and he didn't even notice the pain caused by his nails tightly pressing into the flesh. The face under the helmet was also flickering in the lightning, looking cloudy and unpredictable.

On the same battlefield, there are people who are looking up at the sky.

"Mengde, the sky has changed." Candle Shadow glanced at the sky, lowered her head again, took a turnip from her bosom, and stuffed it into the mouth of the little donkey under the seat.

"Click, click, click." After a few clicks, the little donkey had quickly eaten and wiped the radish clean, and at the end of the day, it spewed out a burst of hot and humid breath, indicating that it was not satisfied with only one radish. As for the changes in the sky that everyone is concerned about, what about it? In the short life of the donkey, the donkey has learned not to pay attention to anything that does not care about the donkey, and it only cares about food and the life of the donkey.

"I know." Cao Cao nodded, he looked at the current swaying in the clouds, and suddenly smiled, and there was a strong killing intent on his face.

He withdrew his hand and pulled out the green sword at his waist, and the green light reflected by the blade swept in front of his eyes, extremely slaughtering. He stretched out his left hand, and his fingers flicked lightly on the body of the Qingyu Sword, causing the Qingyu Sword to emit a pleasant sword sound.

"Bell, bell." Reverberating, deep in the moment, whispering in the moment.

"Miaocai, did you see that?" He said, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.

"Yes. I see it. Xiahou Yuan nodded, he sat on his horse, and his eyes clearly reflected the scene of the Yellow Turban Army camp in the distance, the high platform that stood in the sky.

For an archer, the eyes are the most important organ, and for an archer like Xiahou Yuan, their eyes are as sharp and precise as eagle eyes. Therefore, even if it was far away, coupled with the dark and dim sky, Xiahou Yuan could still see it very clearly, even the costumes on the two people standing in the air on the high platform, and the folds of the yellow ribbon flying on their foreheads, could be seen at a glance.

He could see very clearly, he could see what those two people were doing, and from this, he had a new goal. Yes, even if he hadn't seen Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, at this time, Xiahou Yuan still understood that they were there, on the high platform, in his eyes, and in the range of his bow and arrows.

"Two people." Xiahou Yuan said in a deep voice.

Cao Cao blinked, his eyes swept over the body of the Qingyu Sword, and said slowly: "That should be the thief's first Liang Zhang Bao." ”

Cao Cao knew very well that in the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there were not no people who could release such a demon method, but there were too few! In addition to opening the corner, there are only two brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao left, plus the current situation on the battlefield in Yingchuan, so it is not difficult to guess the identities of the two vague shadows on the high platform.

It seems that the other party can't help it, and because of this, it is necessary to be more patient, the enemy has stepped into the trap. Cao Cao smiled as one of the Yellow Turban troops turned around and killed them on the hillside where they were.

"Yuan Rang, you can go and loosen your muscles first." Cao Cao's face remained unchanged and he spoke.

Now that Sun Jian is under siege, the reinforcements of the Han army's battalion, plus the battle fronts that have already been out of battle, plus the number of soldiers he has shown here, have reached a quarter of the troops invested by the imperial court in the Yingchuan battlefield. With such a number, the Yellow Turban Army can't be moved, as long as they are eaten, the situation of the stubborn battle on the Yingchuan battlefield will be turned upside down, and they can attack with all their strength and win the victory.

But Cao Cao didn't have the slightest worry, all of this seemed to be moving forward from the script, exactly the same.

"Yes!" After hearing Cao Cao's words, Xiahoudun's whole person seemed to come to life, and there was a strong aura of danger all over his body.

"Pikemen! Come with me! ”

"Huh!" Five hundred spears let out a loud cheer, followed by Xiahoudun galloping on horseback, and began to meet the rapidly approaching Yellow Turban Army, in front of them, in their hands, a forest of spears, flashing with a cold light, will leave a bloody lesson to any enemy who dares to stand in front of them.

Not to mention, the troll in front of them is Xiahoudun? In this era, every famous general has the ability to turn the tide of the battle and decide the situation of the war! Just like Sun Jian, as if he had fallen into an endless sea of enemies, he was still intact, and following his trajectory, a straight path appeared. Xiahoudun is also average, just relying on an army, there are no generals to hold onto, and he is just here to send people to the head.

"Miaocai, give a gift to the thief." Cao Cao turned his head and said to Xiahou Yuan.

"Okay." Xiahou Yuan responded in one bite, between the square circle, inside and outside his eyes, as long as he could see the place, then it should also be the place where the arrow could reach.

Reaching out and pulling out a wolf's tooth arrow from the quiver behind his back, he put it on the bowstring, Xiahou Yuan's hands and arm muscles exploded, and the strength of his whole body was poured into his palms and fingers.

"Huh."

With a sound of breaking the air, a ray of light shot out from Xiahou Yuan's fingers, leaping into the sky, violently cutting through the dim sky, and flying towards Zhang Liang on the high platform. Behind the feathers of the arrow, there was a trail of fire, which was a flame that burned from the tail feathers of the arrow because it was too fast!

(End of chapter)