"It's finally here." Cao Cao sat on his horse and looked out, and saw the Yellow Turban army in the distance surging towards his rear army.

He finally arrived, and although he could not participate in the siege, the position he was in now was just as important. If he can't defend against the offensive of this Yellow Turban Army, then whether he can capture Guangzong City or not, it will be in vain.

But how could he not be able to defend it?

After waiting for so long, what he was expecting was definitely not a defeat.

"The whole army obeys the order and follows me to meet the enemy!" Cao Cao pulled out the Qingyu sword, and the sword light was bright. Urging the claw Huang Feidian under the seat, he led the rear army and killed the attacking Nanyang Yellow Turban Army.

He said that the rear army he led was sparsely numbered, but all of them were elite, and a large part of this army was cavalry. The cavalry siege was useless, and only in the field could it give full play to its advantages, so Lu Zhi would concentrate all the cavalry in the rear army to deal with the attack of the Yellow Turban Army.

The distance between the two armies was getting closer and closer, and the dust was flying, reflecting the cold light carried by various weapons.

"Kill!" Zhang Yan jumped on his horse and raised his gun, and took the cavalry in the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army as the blade, and killed first!

It wasn't a sneak attack, he knew it was a real head-to-head confrontation. Whether the Han army was unprepared, or was prepared as he appeared in front of him now, it could not change the fact that he had to fight!

Because Guangzong City can't wait, he won't wait either!

The spear stabbed out, and the "poof" pierced the chest of the Han cavalry in front of him, and then pulled it out, bringing up a splash of blood. Zhang Yan's eyes were cold, and he saw Cao Cao from among these cavalrymen at a glance, and he killed Cao Cao!

It's just that he fought his way out, and when he rushed halfway, he was stopped by someone.

"The thief will die!" Xiahou Yuan stabbed with a shot.

"It's finally here." There were also people in the rear army who said the same words as Cao Cao.

Zhan Feng's eyes were hot, and he charged with the army, but the speed of the war horse did not completely let go, and he followed the army closely. Being on the left flank of the rear army, the outermost position, it seems that there is not as much fighting as the Chinese army.

However, this is also someone else's delusion. Because among the rear army, the most important and elite are located, which is on the left and right flanks!

"Troops, charge with me!" The battle blade increased the speed of the war horse, and quickly broke away from its original position.

The cavalry behind him also followed the battle front to increase the forward speed of the war horse and galloped away! The entire cavalry army left the original left flank and turned into a pincer, which fell from the left side towards the Nanyang Yellow Turban Pincer.

"Kill!" Xiahoudun on the right flank also let out a loud shout, and when Zhan Feng led the cavalry to charge, he also led a cavalry army to rush out.

The two cavalry armies, in about the same time, at the same speed, quickly slaughtered towards the Yellow Turban Army. They are the two sharpest swords, with incomparably fast speed, staggering into the heart of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Where are the children of Jiangdong?" Sun Jian asked in a hoarse voice, saliva spurting out of his mouth, mixed with the blood spurting from the neck of the headless corpse in front of him.

He was drenched in blood again, and the blood dripped down his forehead and cheeks. A lot of blood spurted into his mouth, but he swallowed it, and his hot throat was finally filled with the smell of blood, but it was a lot more comfortable.

"In!" The cheers from the mouth of a famous Jiangdong soldier converged into one, completely covering up all the other sounds on the battlefield at this moment.

With a swing of the knife, the ancient ingot knife slashed out, and the blood on the armor shook and flew out. Another Yellow Turban soldier in front of him fell, but Sun Jian didn't have half a point of joy, his feet moved forward, but he already felt heavy.

The battle has only been an hour until now, but it has made Sun Jian feel tired. Gasping for breath, the chest heaving violently, waves of pain, accompanied by every breath.

And every time he swung the knife, he would pull the original wound, tear the nearby flesh and skin, and blood flowed out again. It can be said that every killing of Sun Jian now is accompanied by his own injuries, and little by little the injuries accumulate, they will eventually become unbearable injuries.

But he's still fighting! Fight to madness! Fight to the wild! Swinging the knife again and again, as long as there is a Yellow Turban soldier in front of him, the ancient ingot knife in his hand will come out with all his strength and slash it to death!

But in this way, Sun Jian still felt tired, because there were too many soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army. Just like the Yellow Turban soldiers he pursued after the Battle of Yingchuan, after many surrenders, all he chose was to kill in pits.

Because there are too many of them, it will take you a long time to cut them one by one. What's more, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in front of you now are not characters who will only stand and let you cut them, they are resisting and also fighting! So not only the Yellow Turban Army defending the city died a lot of soldiers, but also the soldiers of their Han army attacking the city.

Sun Jian didn't know what these Yellow Turban soldiers were holding onto, maybe they were poured ecstasy soup and obsessed, but he only had one word, kill! Kill them until they are afraid, kill them until they collapse, or kill them to their own death!

Suddenly, a little light appeared in Sun Jian's eyes, a flickering cold light, and the sharp spear head stabbed at him at a very tricky angle. Caught off guard, Sun Jian could only let his body face to the right side, and the head of the spear stabbed through, bringing out a bloody mark, a little flesh and blood.

"Damn." Sun Jian's eyes flashed with anger, and his eyes followed the spear, but he saw a figure disappear among the many Yellow Turban soldiers.

Guan Hai retreated indifferently, hid in the soldiers again, and continued to wait for the opportunity. He had completely turned into a poisonous snake, hiding in the darkest corner, ready to bite Sun Jian at any time.

In the eyes of Guan Hai in the past, it was an impossible side of himself, advocating the supremacy of force, believing in himself, he would never be afraid to fight head-on with others. But now that he has changed, it seems that there may be some subterfuge, but as long as he can kill the enemy of life and death, isn't it enough?

Just like in the past, he hunted tigers, constantly using traps and arrows to consume the tiger's physical strength, causing him all kinds of wounds, and finally killing it in one fell swoop. The fierce general in the Han army he is eyeing now is the tiger that is being hunted by him, and most of the wounds on his body are caused by him.

Guan Hai seems to have seen the end of this tiger's journey.

"Huhuhuhu......" Li Qianjun gasped, and his two knives were staggered in front of him, blocking the long knife chopped down by a small yellow turban leader.

One knife opened the long knife, and the long knife in the other hand slashed out diagonally, slashing the little boss who suddenly came out.

Li Qianjun left a wound on his chest, and the entire skin and flesh were turned upside down, dripping with blood. Therefore, every battle now is very difficult for him, and the large amount of blood loss not only causes him to lose his strength seriously, but also has a trance problem mentally.

There was only one will left to insist, insisting on the battle that allowed the force to continue the army, so that he did not fall. Swing the knife again and again, only fast, faster, each knife is full force.

Now there are not many soldiers left in the death battalion who are still staying by Li Qianjun's side. It's just that new soldiers have joined, taking the place of those dead soldiers and continuing to fight, fighting without retreating.

"Hurry, hurry, faster." Huang Zhong kept urging the cavalry to speed up.

"Han Sheng, it seems that the siege of Guangzong has begun." Qin Jie looked up at the sky-high firelight in the distance and said slowly.

"Then we have to speed up and get there as soon as possible."

"Obey, too guarded." Huang Zhong responded, and his heart was also surging.

Hurry up and hurry, and finally came to Jizhou from Nanyang, spanning several state capitals in the middle, and also experienced a lot of battles? Although the main forces of the Yellow Turban Army, including the main force of the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army, are all converging towards Jizhou, there are still many thieves in the Yellow Turban Army in various places.

It is precisely because of this that there are battles on such a journey, as long as they meet, Huang Zhong will be merciless and kill them. Because those yellow turban thieves, in fact, I don't know how many bandits and robbers among them, ravaged the past, leaving only a piece of red land.

But what he has been looking forward to is the big battle that gathers in Guangzong. Although he was deeply appreciated by Qin Taishou, he still urgently needed a victory to prove his bravery and earn meritorious deeds.

The cavalry was dusty, leaving behind a sky of smoke and dust.

"Report." The scouts who delivered the message appeared at the other three walls at the same time.

In addition to Dong Zhuo, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, who were still commanding the army to feint, received the news. The troops were withdrawn one after another, and both of them were still sitting outside the east and west walls of Guangzong, but they sent reinforcements to help the battle on the northern city wall.

The fire is not afraid to add another handful of oil to it to make it burn more vigorously.

"Breach the gates!" Lu Zhi ordered and looked up at the city.

With a two-pronged approach, since the battle at the head of the city has not been able to distinguish the winner for a long time, then another battlefield should be opened. In the same way, it is precisely because of the entanglement at the head of the city that it is now possible to approach the city gate very easily with a ram with a rushing car.

As soon as the order was given, one soldier after another took action and followed Lu Zhi's instructions. One after another rushing cars were pushed out, ramshells were carried out, and they approached the city gate at a rapid pace.

"Bang bang bang." The gate shook, and the sand of the bricks next to it fell.

The battle at the head of the city made it completely impossible for the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army defending the city to defend against the Han army's attack on the city gate, and in just a moment, the entire city gate became dilapidated. It's just that at this time, the north gate suddenly opened, and a large group of Yellow Turban soldiers poured out and fought with the Han army.

For the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, without the protection of the city walls, there would be no good! Each of them is the bricks and stones of Gwangjong City, and they must use their bodies to build a city that can protect the great sages and good teachers!

"Without the protection of the city walls, what are you left with?" Lu Zhi sneered, not surprised by this scene.

Since the city gate is broken or not, it is only in an instant, and the battle at the head of the city has not been divided for a long time, and the Yellow Turban Army cannot dare to bring the besieging army down the city, which is already a kind of failure. There was no other way to go except to fight in Kaesong, but this was exactly what Lu Zhi expected.

The sharpness of the Han army is definitely not something that these negligent Yellow Turban thieves can stop, and if the two collide, it will only be the latter that will be crushed. The latter can only rely on numbers, but he only needs to block the city gate and compress the place where the Yellow Turban thieves move into a small area.

Will is absolutely unable to support a person to win a battle. Lu Zhi knew this very well, for these bewitched Yellow Turban Thief Army, no matter how much they revered Zhang Jiao's thief, this reverence could not be turned into strength.

Only with real strength can you dominate everything, life and death, victory and defeat. There is no will, or only the will, only the will can persevere, only the strength can be victorious.

"It's a pity. My army has all of these two things. Lu Zhi smiled lightly, the coldness in his eyes became more and more cold.

"All the troops will follow me and kill all the Yellow Turban thieves who stand in front of me! Attack the city of Guangzong and capture the thief Dao Zhangjiao alive. ”

"No, it's not." He shook his head again and added, "Yes, life or death." To live, to see people, to die. To see the corpse. ”

Lu Zhi led the guards who guarded him and rushed towards the city gate, and the commander was not just the commander of the whole army. When necessary, he must also take the lead, especially at this moment, what Lu Zhi wants to set off is a frenzy of morale of the entire army!

Just when Lu Zhi personally led an army to attack the city, another army arrived. It's just that this army is quite a bit of a mix-and-match, he belongs to the side of the Han army, but the armor is a state of everything.

Unlike the Nanyang reinforcements led by Qin Jie, this arriving army, when they first arrived, when they saw the big battle that appeared in their field of vision, many soldiers in the army panicked.

"Big brother, the siege is in full swing now, and we came at the right time!" Zhang Fei was extremely excited, and there was a kind of gleam in his eyes when he looked at Guangzongcheng.

This is from the desire to fight in the bloodline, he will not be afraid of fighting, no matter how many people fight, Zhang Fei will only enjoy it, different from the state that his subordinates Xiang Yong appeared in when he saw this "big scene" again.

"That's fine. Third brother, you and I led half of the townspeople to participate in the siege. Liu Bei said.

He looked at Guan Yu, "As for the second brother." ”

"Huh?" Guan Yu raised his eyebrows, his gaze like electricity.

"I have more important things to deliver to you." Liu Bei then said, it just seems that he is not ready to take Guan Yu to participate in the siege battle.

(End of chapter)