The soldier is treacherous.

It's not that they don't want to fight a decisive battle with regular soldiers in a righteous and bright way, it's just that the quality of the soldiers is uneven, and they can't play a big role in such a battlefield. Therefore, Zhang Bao can only seek other means to open up the situation, and this scene that is happening now comes from this.

The Han army is different, under the regular army, any plan is a yang plan, forcing the Yellow Turban Army to take it head-on. This kind of bitterness cannot be said, and there is a sense of awkwardness in making any decision, which is also a true portrayal of the Yellow Turban Army, which has failed to make much progress despite the fact that the number of people is twice as large as the number of the Han army on the Yingchuan battlefield. Therefore, Zhang Baocai made a dangerous move, you must know that it is impossible to summon the thunder easily, not only does he have to cooperate with Zhang Liang, but after that, both of them have no combat effectiveness and lose the ability to interfere in the battlefield.

It's a risky move, but it's a step that has to be taken! The Yellow Turban Army can't be blocked here, so it has to break the game and step out, as long as the Han army in Yingchuan is defeated here, the Yellow Turban Army can drive straight in, sweep Yingchuan, and then go straight to Si Li, and the soldiers are pointing at Luoyang.

The Yellow Turban Army seeks to break the situation, but they don't know that the Han Army presented as regular soldiers is also the same, they are regular soldiers, and they use the method of legion warfare. It's just that no matter how elite the soldiers of the Han army are, they will never be able to erase the gap in the number of the two, you must know that there are many ants biting to death, not to mention that there are not only a large number of ants in the Yellow Turban Army, but also many elite soldiers, so the Yingchuan battlefield and the Jizhou battlefield are the same, showing a momentum of stalemate, and even in a previous battle encounter, the Han army was defeated for a while!

This is the future of steady and steady fighting, and the soldiers are seeking peace, otherwise they will be as contemptuous and reckless as they were at the beginning, and the Yingchuan battle situation would have collapsed long ago! Not to mention that now Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun have many heroes and resourceful men who will dominate the world in the future, plus the two were originally generals in command, so they can maintain the battle situation, and slowly pull the scales, and achieve a little benefit, but only a little bit.

They are waiting, waiting for the Yellow Turban Army to play its cards out of common sense, at that time, it is a flaw, there is a danger of overturning, but there is also hope for victory!

This is the time!

With a light footstep, the three hundred yellow turban wrestlers had already attacked the wind and sand, and quietly, they had already skipped those soldiers wearing yellow armor and a yellow scarf on their foreheads. They rushed towards the paralyzed Han soldiers, the knife on their backs had been quietly unsheathed, held in their hands, and the cold light flashed, stirring up a bright red light in the yellow sand.

The hot blood bloomed in front of the eyes of the Yellow Turban Lux, sprinkled on the face without any expression, and with the temperature when it was separated from the body, in the blink of an eye, it faded and transformed into a kind of death coldness. This trace can't arouse the little emotional fluctuations on the faces of the Yellow Turban Lux in their hearts, their eyes are indifferent, the movements in their hands have not slowed down at all, and their feet are moving quickly in the wind and sand, bringing up blood light one after another.

With the body falling to the ground, there was a dull sound, in the yellow sand, the ears echoed like this, one by one Han soldiers were killed, many of them were found in the Yellow Turban Lux before they got closer, this distance could have been desperate, but their bodies were paralyzed by the current, they could only watch the butcher knife fall, the body hurt, and then there was no consciousness.

Not only the ordinary Han soldiers who joined the battlefield later, but also the incomparably elite Jiangdong soldiers under Sun Jian who had been fighting on the battlefield for a period of time, under such circumstances, were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they could only be slaughtered by these Yellow Turban wrestlers! No matter how elite they are, whether they follow Sun Jian from their hometown, to Xiapi, to Yingchuan's old pawns, they are not much different from a recruit at this moment, and they can't reverse the defeated body, they can only hate the sword of the Yellow Turban Lux.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the sand and dust that shrouded the battlefield was blown away by the wind, revealing most of the battlefield! At this moment, in the very center of the battlefield, a round hole appeared, and when you looked down from the sky, you could see the dark hole, but you couldn't see it clearly and know the depth. Next to this cave is the scorched earth, the land is obviously swept by the disaster, the thick layer of black ash, it is impossible to tell who it belonged to before, or part of what it belonged to!

But what can be known is that in the area of ten meters next to the round hole, there is not a single soldier! They had disappeared eerily, leaving not even a trace, and there seemed to be little proof that they had ever existed, that they had fought here. You know, this is the center of the battlefield! In an area of ten meters, at least hundreds of soldiers from both sides were fighting each other, but now, they had disappeared without a trace. Whether it is a soldier of the Han Army or a soldier of the Yellow Turban, this is the case.

In the air, the pungent smell of something being scorched was faintly permeated.

The Yellow Turban Lux is still indifferent, mechanically slaughtering the soldiers of the Han army, even after the wind and sand have dispersed, it has not affected their killing process in the slightest! In this short period of time, they have killed hundreds of Han soldiers, and the number continues to increase, and every breath passed, a Han soldier lost his life.

They are in the lead, they have no scruples, they move forward under the gaze of fear, fear, anger, and force. At this time, the Han army that came to support the battlefield, and the Yellow Turban Army, are just about to enter the battlefield of battle, as long as the paralysis brought by the lightning just falling on the battlefield to everyone in the field has not passed, these three hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers are invincible!

Just as the Yellow Turban Army slaughtered the Han army, suddenly a loud shout rang out in the battlefield.

"How dare a thief?"

Tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, this loud shout, like the roar of a tiger, resounded in the battlefield, at first hearing, many Yellow Turban soldiers have a feeling of heartbreak, and the Han soldiers showed a feeling of excitement on their faces. At that moment, dozens of Yellow Turban wrestlers who were relatively close to each other abandoned their original targets and quickly approached Sun Jian.

"Where are Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, Han Dang, and Zu Mao?" Sun Jian asked sharply.

"In!" In four different directions of the battlefield, a response sounded.

"Kill the enemy with me!" Sun Jian was shocked, and there was a tyrannical light in the tiger's eyes, and he raised his foot and killed them in the surprised gaze of those Yellow Turban wrestlers.

(End of chapter)