Zhang Liao and Xie Xuan, who were leisurely marching on the side, would not have expected that the Yellow Turban Army would be in a state of consciousness at the moment, as well as the difficulties they were about to face. Although Zhang Liao and Xie Xuan are rare famous generals, they have been smooth sailing along the way, and their vigilance has really been reduced to the minimum.

"General Wenyuan, this Yellow Turban thief is only afraid that he has shrunk the army into Quyang!"

Xie Xuan, who shook the horsewhip in boredom, said with little interest. To say that although he has the heart of a famous general, his physical activity cannot be changed in a day or two, and the Yellow Turban Army's instrength in the past few days has really made his body itch inexplicably. Although Quyang, where the army gathered in front of him, can fight a good battle, but now the strategy of the Yellow Turban Army is obviously a posture to defend to the death, and he is not very familiar with the siege battle, and he can't complain that his interest has not been raised.

"Hmph, do you really think that you can defend Quyang by stubbornly? A thief is a thief after all! ”

Zhang Liao, who heard Xie Xuan's question, sneered twice and mocked. It should be said that although the besieging side has always suffered heavy casualties, it is not easy to do. But this has to consider the plain zhì and weapons and equipment of the soldiers on both sides, among the 30,000 people he Zhang Liao is now piecing together below, more than 10,000 elites are the elite troops he brought out of the capital, plus the siege weapons are complete, the Yellow Turban Army wants to defend the city to the death, in his opinion, it is the way to die.

As long as there is a little breakthrough, it will be a devastating blow to the rabble of the Yellow Turban Army, and the Yellow Turban Army in the entire city will collapse immediately. In this way, it is better to have a happy field battle with the Han army, so that there is still a chance of victory. As for the ambush? When he Zhang Liao's scout horse is muddy? Two hundred wolf cavalry spilled out to prevent a possible ambush by the Yellow Turban Army~

"I don't know what the results of the generals of the Lingwai Road are at the moment?"

The current overwhelming situation and the extremely wrong strategic choice of the Yellow Turban Army, which in their eyes were like a dessert placed there, easily passed by and retreated back to Beijing. When I thought of returning to Beijing, I naturally thought of the rest of the army, which had been consumed for so long, and it was really a failure.

"Let's just fight our own!"

Although their speed along the way seemed to be very slow, their losses were almost insignificant, so Zhang Liao did not depreciate his ability.

"It's also ~"

After laughing at himself, Xie Xuan really felt a slight self-reproach for his carelessness. Before I finished the business at hand, I wanted to compare myself with others. It's really a bit frivolous~

It will be the soul of the soldiers, and the situation in Shun Lìli not only lowered the vigilance of the two generals, but also made the soldiers below arrogant. Even the elite wolf cavalry produced by the system is the same, after all. They are human beings, they also have hearts, and they also have all kinds of joys and sorrows. It was this state that made Zhang Liao's vanguard army not look carefully when they crossed a relatively narrow path.

Although I was in a good mood, I didn't have the heart to check the woods next to the path. But the scouts who were duty-driven still turned around roughly. In their eyes, the Yellow Turban Army, which is like a frightened bird at this moment, will not come out to set up an ambush, even if there is, it must be a large army, and a small army is a dish sent to the door for their Han army, come and eat one by one. So after a rough turn, the scouts continued to gallop forward to investigate.

As everyone knows, there is an ambush of about 200 soldiers in this wood, and the leader is Bo Caiye, who wants to atone for his sins~

"General?"

Because of Zhang Mancheng's trust. Bocai once again hung up the name of the general. This time, he led 160 Yellow Turban wrestlers and 40 elite guards who ran out with him to form a small army, to give the vanguard of the Han army a heavy wound, so that the Yellow Turban Army in the city has a place of hope.

"Wait!"

Bo Cai, who squinted his eyes, waved his hand to stop the words of the guard. Although the Han army has passed nearly 1,000 people, he still chooses to welcome greater victories because he firmly believes in the combat power of the Yellow Turban Warriors. This also shows his boldness, you must know that the Chinese army of the Han army is not far away, and there must be a general of the Han army there, although the Yellow Turban wrestlers are strong. But being entangled by a sea of people is also in danger of destruction.

With Bo Cai's wave, this small jungle fell into silence again.

……

The forward army of Zhang Liao of the Han Army walked easily at the moment. The dignified and upright sergeants have changed their gloomy and strict sù in the past, chatting happily and farting happily~

"This group of damn yellow turban thieves has finally come to an end, and the gentlemen can finally go home to rest~"

This is a local soldier, and although the city where he is located has been defended, his former brothers have lost a lot. His hometown was also poisoned by the Yellow Turban thieves and there was no peace in the past, but as an ordinary person, he didn't have any thoughts of revenge for his hometown, he just wanted to go home again, and go home with his arms and legs complete.

"Hey, after the battle this time, it is estimated that the reward is indispensable, the court will definitely reward us with a few acres of land, and we can live a good life."

Although the Han Court did not advocate equality for all people like in later generations of China, for the sake of the country's safety, the Han Court still treated the officers and soldiers very well, so the officers and soldiers were also willing to fight for their own bright future.

"Well, it's ......"

Before the man here could finish speaking, he heard a 'buzzing' sound in the sky.

"What is this?"

The soldier who quickly raised his head found that the sky was densely packed with small axes at this moment.

"Puff~"

Unlike the pain of an arrow piercing a person, as long as the axe falling from the sky is touched next to each other, it is a person's fierce cut on the person's body, even if he does not die for a while, but just looking at the blood that has been flowing without stopping, he knows that this person is just lingering.

"Kill!"

A terrible roar like a popping out of hell made the Han soldiers who were suddenly attacked panic, but looking at the few soldiers who were wrapped in yellow robes, the Han soldiers who were only frightened for a while made up their minds.

"Kill!"

This earth-shattering roar was issued by the attacked Han army, and in their opinion, this was just the last struggle of the Yellow Turban Army. Don't you see that there are only about 200 people and horses?

The Han soldiers who had developed the habit of looking down on the Yellow Turban Army did not see the fierce momentum and resolute expression of these Yellow Turban Army. But what if you see it? How many days can the Yellow Turbans jump? (To be continued.) )