"Up! For the sake of the yellow sky, sacrifice is inevitable! ”

Looking at the Han army's dense gun formation, the left cavalry was numb for a while, but for his own task, he had to force his soldiers to constantly use corpses to pile up a broad road for the brothers behind.

I have to say that the only correct decision was made by the left horse, unless the formation of the gun formation is broken through with human lives or attacked from the side, there is no possibility of breaking the formation at all. However, the side and back of the Han army were protected by Pu Daomen and cavalry, and the Yellow Turban Army could not penetrate their formation for a while, so they could only use human lives to pile up a life path.

……

With the passage of time, the battlefield slowly became white-hot, and the gun array on the front line became crumbling under the impact of the Yellow Turban Army's desperate death, and the crumbling of the Han Army's gun array gave the Yellow Turban sergeants who were constantly attacking behind a kind of hope, which made them even more excited.

"Hold on! The Han army is mighty, and the Han army will win! His Majesty is still waiting in the capital to celebrate our success! ”

Captain Zhang, who commanded the gun array, gritted his teeth and shouted after seeing that the spears poked out by the soldiers were a little limp and lying on their stomachs. You must know that as a school captain, his hands are a little trembling at the moment, not to mention the ordinary spearmen below? It's a miracle that they've persevered so far, so the captain can't use harsh words to demand them, just keep motivating.

"Kill!"

After hearing the captain's encouragement, although the soldiers below were full of pride in their hearts for a while, their arms and trembling hands that had already weakened involuntarily either pierced the enemy's body and could not pull it out, or could not pierce the enemy's body at all. And the Yellow Turban Army, which saw that the group of tigers of the Han Army had finally turned into soft-footed shrimp, rushed up one after another and began to reap the fruits of their victory.

"Kill!"

Captain Zhang, who threw the spear that could no longer stab, pulled out his waist knife and rushed towards the Yellow Turban sergeant. Although the captain was not outstanding in force, he still killed seven or eight soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in a row.

Until there was a "jingle", Captain Zhang found that his waist knife was actually taken back by a man, and he almost took himself to the head.

"Kill!"

The captain who was stunned for a moment continued to fight forward, although he knew that he might not be the opponent of the man in front of him in his current state, but for the sake of his own soldiers, he would not be slaughtered. He still continued to fight with the man without any past.

"Hmph, of course your foundation is very good, but you in this state, where is my enemy!"

Once again, he slashed away from the left rider of the waist knife cut by Captain Zhang. Looking at Captain Zhang, he said half mockingly, half admiringly.

"I'm a Han general, how can I retreat!"

The corners of his mouth twitched twice because of the pain on his body, and he puffed up his heart and shouted at the man in front of him with a disdainful face.

"Humph! Let me show you the strength of my Yellow Turban Warrior! ”

A left rider who suddenly appeared in front of Captain Zhang slammed his elbow into Captain Li's chest in black iron armor. Captain Zhang, who did not react and was hit, was suddenly beaten by the left horse and took a few breaths. Fang had relieved the feeling of suffocation just now, but his face was still extremely pale at the moment.

"Hmph, if you want strength, you don't have strength, you don't have speed! It's better to serve my great sage and become a believer in Huang Tian to gain stronger strength and faster speed! ”

Zuo Cai is one of the few clever people in the Yellow Turban Army, and he knows that on the battlefield at this moment, although there are not many captains in the Han Army, there will be no big problems if there is one less. But if you surrender one. That will cause the Han army to be unsettled, so that the Yellow Turban Army can easily take the Han army that is still 'stubbornly resisting' without paying too much price.

"Haha, dream! There are only generals who died in battle, where are there kneeling Han Chinese! ”

Hearing Zuo Qi's words, Captain Zhang realized for a while, it turned out that he had been playing with himself for a long time, with such a purpose, so he couldn't help sneering and mocking.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Looking at Captain Zhang's disdainful and contemptuous face, he felt that he was amused by his own IQ on the left horse. Suddenly annoyed, he took another step forward and raised his knee fiercely and slammed it on Captain Zhang's stomach.

"Poof~"

A stream of bright blood came straight out of Captain Zhang's mouth, but looking at the annoyed left horseman, Captain Zhang grinned despite the pain. A mouth full of blood stained his big white teeth. At this moment, it seems so calm and free.

"Die!"

The left rider who was angry at the head, after knowing that Captain Zhang would not surrender at all, slashed down the big knife in his hand at an angle, only to hear the sound of 'Gulu', and a scar the size of the bowl appeared on Captain Zhang's neck.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

was about to explode the left horseman, and after roaring three times in a row, he 'kill'. crashed into the nearest small formation that the Han army was still maintaining, and then there was a flurry of indiscriminate chopping.

With the death of Captain Zhang, the supreme commander of the gun array, the spearmen, who were barely sustaining, suddenly had no command and were poured into the large formation by a large number of Yellow Turban troops and began hand-to-hand combat. And how does the spear fight with the short knife in close combat? In the end, it was a one-sided slaughter.

"This battle will be won!"

Looking at the Yellow Turban Army in front of them, after going through a lot of hardships and losing more than 10,000 horses, they finally broke through the shield array and gun array in front of the Han army, and Zhang Jiao, who was behind, smiled with relief. Although he himself knows that the Yellow Turban Army has no future at all, but winning a game is a game, at least let the world, let this sky remember, I Yellow Turban Army, my Zhang Jiao's storage zài!

"I can't imagine that the combat power of the Yellow Turban Army has increased so much. I'm afraid that the normal Yellow Turban sergeants have reached the level of a fourth-rate samurai. ”

Looking at the gun array in front of him, which was finally broken, Li Cunxiao said with emotion.

"Demon art is demon art after all, I don't know what Zhang Jiao spent in exchange for such a large-scale improvement in the ability of the Yellow Turban soldiers. If there is a giveaway, there must be a gain, and if it is big, it must be a big giveaway, but he is very curious, what did he sacrifice by opening his horns! ”

Although the front line was breached, it was still under the control of the two, so the two of them did not panic much. And the soldiers below saw that their generals and military advisors were still talking and laughing at the moment, and their restless hearts settled down.

"Then, Yuan Zhi, the infantry formation will be handed over to you. Don't seek merit, but seek no fault! ”

The soldiers on the front line died one after another, and Li Cunxiao finally couldn't stand it and was ready to do it himself. (To be continued.) )