Although the number of the Yellow Turban Army is almost twice that of the Dingping Army, their advantage is not obvious, but another 10,000 Yellow Turban Army has already rowed towards the north bank on a raft, if they join the battlefield, Yang Kai and the more than 3,000 soldiers of the Dingping Army are afraid that it will be dangerous. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wiping the blood from his face, Yang Kai looked up and saw the hundreds of rafts that were about to sail into the shallow water, his brows furrowed, and his heart sank.

"Kill!"

With a shout, Yang Kai raised his Miao knife and smashed into the enemy bush again, at this moment, he had no other way but to fight desperately with all his might.

The blood has dyed the water of the Weishui River red, but the battle between the two sides has no intention of stopping, and on the south bank of the Weishui River, rafts have been carried closer to the water, and it can be seen that the Yellow Turban Army will continue to cross the river and grab the beach.

The raft of the Yellow Turban Army in front of them sailed into the shallow water area, and the first group of Yellow Turban Army soldiers jumped off the raft to join the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Dingping Army who sacrificed their lives to fight felt that the pressure suddenly increased, and the entire battlefield was pushed slowly by the Yellow Turban Army to move towards the shore, and the situation of the battlefield became more and more unfavorable to the Dingping Army.

"Qu Shuai, the Dingping Army is about to be defeated!"

A Yellow Turban military general shouted excitedly.

The excitement of this Yellow Turban Army general is understandable, because according to common sense, the Dingping Army will definitely not last long under the current situation, but at this moment, guarding the north shore are thousands of soldiers from the Dingping Army's Storm Battalion and Shower Battalion, and their combat effectiveness and fighting will are far from being comparable to ordinary soldiers.

Peng Tuo shook his head slowly, stared at the battlefield on the north shore, and said leisurely: "I'm afraid it won't go so well!" ”

The next situation is as Peng Tuo said, the battlefield has been pushed to the field on the north shore by the Yellow Turban Army, and the initiative has been firmly controlled by the Yellow Turban Army, and the Dingping Army is also retreating, but the remaining nearly 2,000 soldiers are still fighting with their lives, they exchange blood for their lives, no one wants to run, they just want to lie down with their comrades who died after fighting hard. Yang Kai had already been wounded in many places, and if it weren't for the other warriors who sacrificed their lives to protect him, he would already be a cold corpse at this moment.

"Kill!"

Yang Kai, whose eyes were red, roared angrily and waved the Miao Knife in his hand, letting the blood of the enemy keep splashing on his body.

The sound of killing in this field shook the sky, and the tide of the Yellow Turban Army surged forward with the thin soldiers of the Dingping Army, and from time to time the exhausted soldiers of the Dingping Army died in battle.

Just as Yang Kai's situation was becoming more and more critical, another 10,000-strong Yellow Turban Army force began to cross the river, and it seemed that Yang Kai and they could no longer hold this place.

A mortally wounded soldier of the Dingping Army leaned against a broken wooden fence, his left hand pressed against his abdomen, his right hand still holding his Miao knife tightly, and beside him lay the corpses of several enemies, several Yellow Turban soldiers surrounded him, and there was a clear hint of fear in their hideous expressions.

"Kill him!"

A Yellow Turban soldier roared, and his companion next to him immediately roared and rushed forward, swinging his knife at the Dingping Army soldier.

The sword slashed into the left shoulder of the Dingping Army soldier, and a puddle of blood poured out.

The soldier of the Dingping Army frowned, and then a crazy look climbed on his face, and the left hand that was originally pressing his abdomen suddenly lifted and clasped the opponent's right arm tightly.

"Die!"

Almost at the same time, the Miao knife in his right hand stabbed at the opponent's chest, and the Yellow Turban soldier was taken aback, his face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but suddenly found that he was tightly held by the other party.

With a flash of blood, the Miao knife pierced through the chest of the Yellow Turban soldier. The Yellow Turban soldier looked at his chest, his face looked incredulously frightened, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, and his head turned out to breathe.

Seeing this, the two companions of the Yellow Turban Army soldier were stunned for a moment, and then they let out a strange scream, rushed forward, and stabbed the two ring-headed knives into the chest of the Dingping Army soldier together.

The Dingping soldier felt a sudden blur in front of him, and just as his consciousness was about to disappear, he seemed to hear a familiar shout.

The cloud-like banner appeared, the flag was embroidered with two big Chinese characters 'Dingping', nearly 20,000 Dingping troops had rushed to the battlefield, the head was 3,000 cavalry, and a general wearing dragon scale chain armor and carrying the Qinglong Yanyue knife galloped in the front. This person is none other than Guan Yu.

Guan Yu took the lead in the enemy's bushes, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife danced with a blue light, and blood flowers instantly bloomed around his body.

The three thousand iron horsemen galloped and shouted, like a field of wheat on fire, and everywhere they passed, there was blood.

The Yellow Turban Army's position was disrupted in an instant, and the whole kept retreating. The faces of many soldiers showed an irrepressible look of fear.

"Don't mess around! Hold your ground! ……”

The Yellow Turban officers kept shouting.

About 3,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, led by a Yellow Turban general, rushed up against the iron hoof, while the rest of the Yellow Turbans quickly retreated and regrouped at the shouts of the generals.

"Kill it!"

Guan Yu roared, and the Shadow Divine Horse carried Guan Yu to gallop with his hooves raised, and three thousand light horsemen followed.

The two sides met in an instant, several unlucky Yellow Turban soldiers were knocked out by the huge impact of the cavalry, three thousand iron horsemen raised their hooves and rushed to kill, the three thousand Yellow Turban Army foot soldiers who did not form a formation line could not stop the iron cavalry rush at all, under the charge of the cavalry, these three thousand Yellow Turban Army foot soldiers were simply fresh meat under the meat grinder.

Guan Yu led three thousand iron horsemen to kill the three thousand Yellow Turban Army foot soldiers almost non-stop, and these three thousand Yellow Turban Army foot soldiers couldn't even block it slightly, and they were scattered by the iron hooves of the Dingping Army.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Army Brigade was in a hurry to form a formation, and the formation was far from being formed, seeing that terrifying figure carrying the Qinglong Glaive Knife and leading three thousand iron cavalry to fly over to kill, all the Yellow Turban Army officers and soldiers couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Seeing that Guan Yu's iron cavalry was about to kill into the enemy soldiers, at this moment, a huge whistling sound reached the ears of everyone on the battlefield, and before everyone could react, they saw nearly a hundred huge guns and arrows flying staggered with the iron cavalry of the Dingping Army.

With a dull creepy sound, the blood continued to flash, some Dingping army cavalry were shot down by huge spears and arrows and dismounted, some war horses fell forward, a spear and arrow happened to fly towards Guan Yu, making a piercing whistling sound, Guan Yu shouted, waved the knife to shoot it down, frowned slightly, and the hand holding the knife was a little numb.

Under the blow of the ballista, the cavalry of the Dingping Army looked a little chaotic, but the huge guns and arrows did not stop the pace of the Dingping Army's iron cavalry, but the speed of the Dingping Army's iron cavalry inevitably slowed down.

The Iron Cavalry Torrent collided with the Yellow Turban Army Brigade and instantly smashed into the soldiers, and the two sides immediately began to scuffle.

The rapidly wielding Qinglong Yanyue Knife set off a rain of blood among the soldiers, and the Yellow Turban Army that was fighting with Guan Yu, whether it was a soldier or a general, could not block Guan Yu's blow.

The cavalrymen swung their swords left and right, blood splattering on their bodies, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were slashed under their horses one by one.

However, the situation on the battlefield is not one-sided. The cavalry of the Dingping Army, who was wrapped in the Yellow Turban Army, could not take care of the surroundings at all. A cavalryman slashed a Yellow Turban soldier on the left, when suddenly a spear stabbed from behind, and the Dingping cavalry was caught off guard.

The iron cavalry of the Dingping Army marched forward bravely under the leadership of Guan Yu, and the Yellow Turban Army also behaved quite bravely, and the two sides roared and sacrificed their lives to fight, and this battle had become a dead end.

Just when Guan Yu led 3,000 iron cavalry to fight to the death with nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, another 10,000-strong team of the Yellow Turban Army had already begun to land, and 15,000 foot soldiers of the Dingping Army were hurrying in.

Yang Kai led the remaining nearly a thousand soldiers into the battlefield to assist Guan Yu in resisting the enemy, and these soldiers who had already died once were even more fearless than before.

The 10,000 follow-up troops of the Yellow Turban Army were the first to join the battlefield, and the Dingping Army, which was already at an absolute disadvantage in numbers, felt heavy pressure at the time.

Guan Yu shouted, the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand cut a leader of the Yellow Turban Army into two pieces, glanced at the howling tide of soldiers, couldn't help frowning slightly, and then looked at the other side, only to see that about 10,000 Yellow Turban Army soldiers were boarding the raft, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Guan Yu raised the Qinglong Glaive and shouted, "All the cavalry come with me!" ”

As soon as he turned the reins of his horse and ran westward, the cavalry that followed him immediately followed his footsteps.

Guan Yu shouted to Yang Kai while riding his horse and running, "Iron Hoof Charge!" Be careful yourselves! ”

Yang Kai overturned the Yellow Turban Army soldier in front of him with a single sword, and shouted at Guan Yu, "Got it!" ”

Then he shouted at the hundreds of his subordinates, who were all covered in blood, "Iron Hoof Charge!" Be careful! ”

The soldiers shouted together, and the Miao knife in their hands did not pause in the slightest.

"What does the Dingping Army want to do?"

A yellow turban general looked at the cavalry of the Dingping Army who had left the formation, and his face was puzzled.

Du Xiang squinted and said, "The cavalry of the Dingping Army is about to charge!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Peng Tuo, who had a cold face.

Peng Tuo gave an expressionless order: "Command the crossbow, prepare to launch!" ”