The morale of the Yellow Turbans is very unstable, even the elite are not much better, and many of them are very confused about their goals in life.

Therefore, when the attack could not be carried out for a long time, the enemy's losses could hardly be seen, while the people on their own side fell in waves, and the morale of the remaining Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side collapsed directly.

Most of the Yellow Turbans fled, and the few who resisted were slaughtered without the power to resist.

Wu Niu, the leader of this group of Yellow Turban Army, saw that the general trend had gone, and quickly followed the deserters to flee backwards, and ran back to the main account in the rear to report.

When the leader of the Yellow Turban Army in Zhang'an County heard this, he kicked him angrily: "Waste, what a bunch of waste." Defeated so quickly with several times the number of people, what do I want you to do! ”

"Your Excellency is angry, the top priority is to send someone to stop them, and we can't let them kill us anymore."

The leader took a breath and said, "Okay, now let Wang San's people intercept them first, if you can't stop you, you don't have to come back."

"My lord, we don't have enough manpower on our side, Zhang Yi's offensive is too fierce."

"You tell the brothers to hold on first, reinforcements will come soon." Besides, the leader is now helpless.

When Ye Feng's team pursued less than two hundred meters away from the main tent of the Yellow Turban Army, Wu Niu's Yellow Turban Army of more than 2,000 people rushed over.

The current battle needs to be resolved quickly, and the fastest way on the battlefield is to capture the flag, Ye Feng constantly scanned the enemy on the opposite side with the light of the fire, trying to find their leader.

The ranks continued in a tight formation, and the soldiers in front soon began to engage the Yellow Turbans, with the rest of the professions also using their own tactics.

The leader of the Yellow Turban Army needs to highlight himself in order to better gather morale, and obviously the leader of this Yellow Turban Army has not seen Ye Feng's murderous performance, so it only took half a minute for him to find out.

Ye Feng blended on the edge of the battlefield and quickly approached this guy until he was less than twenty meters away from him without noticing.

Of course, he didn't waste this good opportunity, and directly activated [Angry Strike], and pointed his spear straight at the target.

Piercing and then crashing into 5 Yellow Turban soldiers in a row, Ye Feng pierced the target's abdomen with one shot, and cut his throat again without waiting for the target to struggle.

"Congratulations, you killed Wang San, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, and won 10,000 merits."

The death of the leader greatly demoralized the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and Wu Niu saw that the situation was not good, and fled among the deserters again, but he did not dare to return to the main tent again, and disappeared into the night.

Ye Feng led the team to chase after the victory, and soon pursued to a position about 50 meters away from the main tent of the Yellow Turban Army.

Under the cover of night, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, who was pressing in the rear at this time, learned the news of the defeat from the deserters, and immediately transferred his army to try to resist.

However, in a hurry, it was only possible to mobilize more than 3,000 people in the rear who had not engaged in the battle, hoping to resist temporarily, and the fastest reinforcements would arrive in less than 2 minutes.

This is already the last fight, as long as they can survive 2 minutes, the Yellow Turban Army will be able to turn the tables, otherwise it will be a complete defeat.

Looking at the Yellow Turban Army waiting in front of him, Ye Feng felt his determination to fight to the death, and he also knew that the situation had reached the most critical moment.

He shouted: "Let's go together, they are already dying, victory is just around the corner."

"Kill!" The soldiers roared in high morale and marched in order.

The morale of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side was suppressed, and seeing this, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army also made people shout: "Brothers, hold on." Our reinforcements are coming soon, and victory is ours. ”

The morale of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army has rebounded, and the soldiers of both sides soon collided fiercely, and the Yellow Turban Army stubbornly resisted.

However, Ye Feng's side has obvious advantages, firstly, the soldiers' equipment is neat, and the overall attributes are much better; Second, the blessings received by the soldiers are higher, and the gap in morale is huge; Thirdly, the soldiers have more combat experience and have close cooperation.

Although the Yellow Turban Army has a numerical advantage, it can only barely maintain the front, and it is impossible to quickly distinguish the winner and loser, and the situation is even more unfavorable for Ye Feng.

Seeing this, he had to take another risk, and a small leader of the Yellow Turbans launched [Angry Strike], which caused local chaos in the Yellow Turbans.

But obviously, the top brass of the Yellow Turban Army had already taken precautions, and they were all hiding far behind, and Ye Feng couldn't find a chance to attack.

Fortunately, luck was on their side, and in less than half a minute, the town border army led by Zhang Yi was killed about two hundred meters in front.

The command of the Yellow Turban Army in front was in chaos, some wanted to support in the rear, some insisted on holding this position, and some wanted to escort the high-level breakthrough.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng found an opportunity to attack and kill, killing a commander hiding in the rear, causing chaos among the Yellow Turban Army.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Army that was really blocking the front with all their strength was less than a thousand, and they couldn't stop the attack of Ye Feng's team at all.

In less than a minute, the team advanced more than 50 meters, and together with Zhang Yi's Zhenbian Army, the Yellow Turban Army was flanked back and forth, and the top level of the Yellow Turban Army truly became the turtle in the urn.

The defeat was decided, and the Yellow Turbans continued to flee from the deliberately let go of the two sides, and there were fewer and fewer Yellow Turbans on the battlefield.

Obviously, the high-level leaders of the Yellow Turban Army were even more afraid of Zhang Yi, and they all chose to flee from Ye Feng's side in the crowd.

Ye Feng would not let these meritorious gift packages escape, and he had already asked people to keep an eye on them, so as soon as they made a move, they were blocked by him and others.

There were not so many soldiers around these people to protect them, and Ye Feng took the opportunity to kill two again.

Just as he was about to continue the harvest, violent tremors and shouts of killing were heard in the distance, and reinforcements from the Yellow Turban Army arrived.

"The people in front surround this group, and the people in the back defend in formation." Ye Feng immediately commanded loudly.

Zhang Yi's reaction was also very fast, and he immediately asked the soldiers who were engaged to fight and retreat, and came to Ye Feng's side with the soldiers behind, and the two sides temporarily joined forces to defend.

The armies on both sides were well-trained, and soon surrounded more than a thousand people, including the top brass of the Yellow Turban Army, in the middle, while the rest of the soldiers formed a defensive formation.

Now it is necessary to kill the top of the Yellow Turban Army as soon as possible, and then as long as it resists the impact of this wave of reinforcements from the Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban Army will be defeated.

Things went very well, and most of the besieged Yellow Turbans chose to surrender, with fewer than 200 resisters.

At this time, the reinforcements of the Yellow Turban Army had begun to attack fiercely, with at least 30,000 people, making it very difficult for the soldiers to hold on.

Ye Feng pierced a middle-aged man with a shot, and a system prompt came from his ear: "Congratulations, you killed the commander of the Yellow Turban Army in Zhang'an County, Chen Defeat, and won 100,000 meritorious services."

"Great!" He immediately cut off the man's head, held it up with his spear and shouted, "The head of the thief is dead, surrender quickly!"

The soldiers of the territory already had experience, and shouted loudly: "The head of the thief is dead, surrender quickly!" Soon the town's border army also shouted, and for a time the shouting shook the sky, and the Yellow Turban Army's offensive gradually slowed down.