In the battle for the city wall, many people shed their blood every minute, and although the Yellow Turban Army, which had an absolute advantage in strength, suffered heavy casualties, it successfully caused great damage to the defenders of Luoyang, and the battle situation was extremely unfavorable to the defenders.

After two hours of fighting, the siege force of the Yellow Turban Army has been rotated twice, and it has maintained enough pressure on the defenders at all times. Among Luoyang's troops, except for the Flying Wing Battalion and the 5oo Reserve, the rest of the troops have been gritting their teeth and fighting bloodily for two hours, without a moment of rest!

The energy and body of the defenders have long been on the verge of collapse, and many fighters are just subconsciously doing actions such as chopping, stabbing, chopping, and picking, and there is not much left of the ladder of the Yellow Turban Army, but the defenders can't hold out for long. When Zhao Yun arrived at the city to prepare for battle, Lu Zhi had already put the last three hundred-man teams in Dongcheng into the battlefield, which showed how bad the shape was.

It was in this situation that the Flying Wing Battalion struck again.

The Yellow Turban Army's rushing wood once made the city gate urgent, but fortunately, there was a lot of wood in Luoyang City, and Lu Zhi had already prepared, a large pile of firewood that had already been poured with fire oil, plus a rocket, so that the Yellow Turban Army's siege wood was quickly burned, and the crisis of the city gate was temporarily lifted.

There are still a large number of Yellow Turban troops outside the eastern city, and it is not realistic to open the city gate at this time.

The west gate of Luoyang was wide open, and Zhao Yun led nearly a thousand flying wing cavalry to gallop out, directly towards the south wall to kill, if it was just for speed, it was a better choice to go around the north wall to the east wall with fewer enemies, but Zhao Yun still chose to pass through the south wall. Under the southern city wall, the Yellow Turban Southern Route Army led by He Yi has maintained an attack posture against the defenders, and the Flying Wing Battalion needs to rush through the enemy positions in the southern city before rushing to the eastern city.

"The casualties on the south wall are also heavy, so let's take a breather." Zhao Yun thought so, this also meant that the flying wing battalion that attacked would be even more dangerous, and the cavalry of less than a thousand people, once trapped by the Yellow Turban Army, would only be wiped out.

Zhao Yun would never let that happen!

Once out of the city, the winged battalion galloped along the city walls, and the warriors farthest from the walls were no more than 12o paces away from the walls, and the winged battalions could be protected by the archers on the walls.

Another reason is that it can reduce the long-range attack by the Yellow Turbans.

When Zilong was on the city wall, he had already inspected the situation of the Yellow Turban Army, whether it was the Yellow Turban Army in the east or south, in addition to the troops directly involved in the attack, the closest distance between the troops who took over the attack was 5oo meters away from the city wall!

Even if the Yellow Turbans were to act on the Wings and react in the first place, it would take at least 1 minute for the follow-up troops to attack the Wingers, during which the Wings could work with the defenders of the city to deal with the attacking forces under the walls. Before the second echelon of the Yellow Turban Army surrounds them, the Flying Wing Battalion has a good chance of killing the Yellow Turban Army under the city wall and rushing to the East City!

The sound of the hooves of the Wuhuan war horse was as dense and crisp as raindrops dripping into a jade plate, and it soon alarmed the Yellow Turban Army in the south and near the west city. In fact, the Yellow Turban Army on the South Road and the North Road all sent spies outside the West City, and He Yi and Yang Feng had long known that the defenders of Luoyang were very likely to go out of the city to fight from the west, and they did not dare to take it lightly.

As soon as the west gate was opened, the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army who were hiding outside the city hurriedly rushed back to the camp to report the situation, including the scouts sent by He Yi. The reaction of the Yellow Turban Army was not unpleasant, but compared with the Flying Wing Battalion, which was rushing in full, it didn't matter whether they reported it at the first time.

"The cavalry of the city came out and destroyed them!"

"Stop them, the cavalry has no degree, and they can only wait to be cut down!"

"Haha, they still dare to come out? The second echelon is up quickly! ”

The Yellow Turban Army on the South Road reacted very quickly, due to the absolute superiority in strength and the gradual reduction of the number of ladders, the attacking troops still had a large number of people congested under the city walls. After hearing the order, the soldiers tried to form a formation to block the way of the Wings Battalion, and as the second echelon of the attacking force, they also ran quickly towards the city wall, and the Yellow Turbans ate the Wings Battalion like dumplings.

Zilong glanced at the second-line troops of the Yellow Turban Army, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Maybe the enemy also knows that the ladder can't last long, and the second-line troops that were originally scheduled to take over the attack are actually retreating, so we have enough time!" ”

Looking coldly at the Yellow Turban Army under the city wall, Zhao Yun had no string bow company, and shot the three Yellow Turban Army generals who were commanding the formation one after another, and the Yellow Turban Army suddenly became a little flustered.

"Feng Xiang will win! Luoyang will win! Kill!! ”

Zilong raised his arms and shouted, and the flying wing battalion responders gathered, in the neat and uniform "Fengxiang will win!" Luoyang will win! Kill!! With the shouts of the Flying Wing Battalion, the assault began. Unlike the Flying Wing Battalion that defeated the front battalion of the Yellow Turban North Route Army a few hours ago, this assault had many spectators, friendly troops on the city walls, and tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops under the city.

The appearance of the Flying Wing Battalion quickly made people gasp, regardless of friend or foe. Only then did people understand why more than 5ooo soldiers in the former camp of the Yellow Turban North Route Army were beaten to the brink in front of this army.

In the process of fierce running, the formation of the Flying Wing Battalion was not chaotic at all, and before the battle with the Yellow Turban, the bows and arrows of nearly a thousand Flying Wing Battalion soldiers took the lead in shooting, crossing a wonderful parabola, and accurately nailed to the body of the Yellow Turban Army! The Yellow Turbans were not short of archers, and many of the Yellow Turbans had proud capital in archery, but when they saw the archery skills of the Flying Wing Battalion, their faces suddenly became ugly.

The arrows of the Flying Wing Battalion are not only ruthless and accurate, but also the tacit understanding in the division of labor and strikes has reached a point-in-commanding level! Under the leadership of Zilong and four transferred generals, a number of hundred commanders, even chiefs, and Wu commanders, nearly a thousand flying wing battalions are a whole, and each small team fights the enemy in which area, who is responsible for the front and who is responsible for the side, as if there is a clear division of labor, and it is almost impossible to see two arrows stuck in the body of a Yellow Turban Army!

-- After the size of the troops involved in the battle reached a certain level, it was impossible to achieve such a program, but the facts proved that the flying wing battalion had done it. No one knows how the winged battalion reached this height.

When Zilong's second-line troops were too far away from the city wall, they immediately moved the overall formation of the Flying Wing Battalion to the outside of the city by an additional 4o meters, and the cavalry troops advancing in three directions looked very loose. If the original flying wing battalion formation was like an arrow, then the current formation is more like fish scales, scattered and orderly.

The cavalrymen on this side of the wall, having shot their arrows almost at the same time, prepared their horses for the next shot; Less than a second after the first row of cavalry shorts gave way to their teammates, the second column of cavalry fired all their arrows, followed by the third row. The whole army is like a sophisticated secret, stepping on its own beat, fighting in an orderly manner!

The Yellow Turban Army under the city walls fell eight lifetimes of blood mold and was shot bitterly, and the attacking troops under the city were ready to climb the ladder to the city, and many of them did not have shields to protect themselves in order to gain greater attack power and agility. The bows and arrows of the Winged Battalion cavalry seemed to have eyes, and they could always find a gap to hit the target, and those Yellow Turban archers who had suppressed the defenders' archers under the city were the priority targets.

The appearance of the winged battalion was undoubtedly a powerful medicine for the defenders who were struggling to support the city, and the cavalry did not hesitate to risk their lives to buy time for the defense of the city, and the morale of the defenders was greatly boosted, shouting and rushing to the enemy who had jumped on the city, fighting for their lives!

It was understood that as long as the cavalry maintained this offensive posture, the Yellow Turban troops would not be able to sustain the city, and the defenders would win the first respite since the time of the Emperor. Most of the eyes of the audience turned to the Flying Wing Battalion, and the players of the Dragon Guardian Villa on the south wall paid attention to their idols with adoring eyes.

As they got closer and closer to the enemy, the soldiers of the Flying Wing Battalion in the front rows took their guns in their hands, and the cold and shining spears pointed diagonally downward, and the tips of the guns were roughly in a horizontal line with the chests of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Without the slightest panic, the Wings remained absolutely silent in battle before engaging the enemy in close combat. It wasn't until they were close to the enemy that nearly a thousand people let out a low roar at the same time - "Kill!" ”

The shouting was not loud, but a silent army suddenly shouted at the same time, and the Yellow Turban Army was somewhat distracted. It's like a person who has lived in the dark for a long time, and suddenly sees a bright light, even if the light is not dazzling, the moment you first see the light, your eyes will be very uncomfortable.

Fengxiang's generals have always had a fine tradition of taking the lead on the battlefield since Gao Shun, and Zilong is certainly no exception. At the forefront of the cavalry troops, there was Zhao Yun in a white robe, and the battle of robbing the camp a few hours ago had already made the white robe covered with a little blood spots, and just after the word "kill" in the Flying Wing Battalion was out, Zilong's silver spear had pierced into the chest or throat of several Yellow Turban soldiers in front!

The cavalry of the Flying Wing Battalion followed, galloping horses, seemingly loose but orderly formations, and spears constantly repeating the action of assassination and retraction...... The whole unit has always maintained a strange and unique rhythm and rhythm, if it weren't for the shocking red flying in the sky, maybe the battle of the Flying Wing Battalion could be seen as a "dance"!

A "dance" of killing with the dedication of nearly a thousand cavalrymen!

Many of the Yellow Turban warriors seemed to be in a labyrinth, not knowing in what direction or at what angle the spears of the Winged Cavalry would appear, or who would shoot or walk directly past them.

A qiē is unknown.

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