Under Guangzong City, the chaotic shouts and killings were mixed together, converging into a wave of sound, soaring into the sky, and the blood gradually gathered into streams, and the bloody breath continued to spread around.

The war was at a fever pitch from the start.

A yellow turban young man connected the steel spear, conjured up a series of gun shadows, and picked up the Han soldiers who rushed to kill one by one, the gun turned around, and a spear throwing style split a Han saber and shield hand with a shield in half, and was about to kill the next target, when suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and a steel gun pierced his chest, revealing a snowy white blade in his chest.

Looking back incredibly, he saw a captain of the Han army, showing a hideous smile to him, but this smile did not last, a snow-bright steel knife turned into a wisp of cold, slashed through his neck, and the big head flew into the sky.

The same picture is constantly playing out in the battlefield, under the huge city of Guangzong, the battlefield is like a giant meat grinder, every moment, there are countless fresh lives forever lost their vitality, life in this battlefield seems fragile and pale.

The warriors on both sides continued to fall under each other's butcher's knives, and the warriors in the rear did not flinch, and rushed forward without fear, striking the sharp ice blades in their hands into the most vulnerable parts of the enemy.

This is a final decisive battle, is the final counterattack of the Yellow Turbans, but also a battle that determines the final outcome of both sides, no one can retreat, and there is no way out, the Yellow Turban side, to fight for their own fate, to fight against this unjust world, to fight against the endless oppression, and the Han army also has to defend the honor of the soldiers, defend the majesty of the Han army.

In the final analysis, in this war, the role played by the Han army is not bright, they are the oppressors, and the Yellow Turban side is the last struggle of the oppressed and the desperate counterattack of fate, but unfortunately, the way of heaven is ruthless, the Yellow Turban Uprising has come to this day, and it has come to an end, no matter what role they play in this competition, today's war will draw an imperfect end to this peasant uprising that is not long but has far-reaching significance for this era.

The Han army can regroup and start over again, behind them, there is a great empire to support, but if the Yellow Turban loses, it is really lost, as soon as Zhang Jiao dies, the remnants of the Yellow Turban are not afraid enough, even if they win? It's just a matter of delaying a period of time for a war that has already been doomed, and getting a chance to breathe.

Of course, if the Yellow Turban can last a few more years, and wait until the Eastern Han Dynasty is completely exhausted, maybe there will be a turnaround, but unfortunately the world is like chess, and there are not so many ifs, in this plane where the destiny of heaven is a qiē, many things, the ending has been doomed as early as the beginning.

Li Xuan looked at this tragic giant battle calmly, most of his military career for half a year has made him accustomed to killing, and even has a feeling of addiction, although the battlefield is cruel, it is a place for men to spend their blood and pursue their dreams, this is the love that has gradually disappeared in the depths of men's hearts in the era of peace.

"Attack from the left!" Under the banner of the Chinese military marshal, Lu Zhi coldly waved the command flag, at this moment, he was no longer the gentle and elegant old man, but an undefeated commander on the battlefield.

"It's our turn!" Li Xuan stretched out his crimson tongue, licked his somewhat chapped lips, slowly pulled out his battle knife, took a deep breath, sandwiched the horse's belly between his legs, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!" ”

With the horn of the charge, the eight thousand troops followed Li Xuan with firm steps and walked forward without hesitation.

Suddenly, Li Xuan's gaze crossed the noisy battlefield, and fixed on the golden handsome flag in the center of the opponent's army formation surrounded by countless yellow turbans, where it was the core of the battlefield and the last hope of the yellow turbans, where Zhang Jiao was, as long as Zhang Jiao could be killed, this war could be over.

Li Xuan, who was sitting on horseback, suddenly turned his head, his sharp eyes swept over the dozens of generals who followed him like knives, and shouted: "Soldiers, as a soldier, we started from the day we picked up our weapons and stepped on the battlefield, just to one day, to be able to lay down our weapons, and now, the head of the thief chieftain Zhang Jiao is hanging under the yellow handsome flag, as long as you get him, this war can be over, do you have the courage to go with me?" ”

"Yes!"

The roaring response of 8,000 people even temporarily suppressed the noise of the battlefield, and it seemed that only this army was left in heaven and earth.

Hunting pride rolled in Li Xuan's chest, this battle is the biggest battle so far, and he is no longer the otaku who got by half a year ago, he is the man who wants to become the master of this plane and lead this plane to the peak of glory, Zhang Jiao's head will be the first milestone for him to embark on the peak of his life.

Slowly raised the war knife in his hand, his eyes seemed to have crossed the battlefield, he looked at Zhang Jiao under the handsome flag from afar, and looked up to the sky and shouted: "Attack!" ”

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

Eight thousand soldiers followed in Li Xuan's footsteps and crossed the tragic battle line without stopping, like a group of crazy hungry wolves, violently tearing apart the opponent's dense defense line in an instant.

"Li Ziyang, come back to me!" Wu Jin, who was directing the battle, saw Li Xuan's troops who were rushing directly at the opponent's Chinese army, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he shouted: "Law enforcement team, don't tie him back for me!" ”

"General, General Li has already rushed into the opponent's defense line, and our soldiers can't get in at all!" The law enforcement officer looked at Wu Jin with a bitter face and said with a wry smile.

"Bastard!" Wu Jin glared at Li Xuan's direction from a distance, and spat out viciously, but a grim smile flashed in his eyes: "Fool who doesn't know the height of the sky, but it saves me a lot of effort, and I will let you die in the Yellow Turban Thief, which is also the glory of the martial arts, and it will be cheap for you." ”

The two sides that were originally deadlocked, with the advance of Li Xuan's troops, suddenly tore a gap, and the originally balanced balance of war began to tilt slightly towards the side of the Han army, although it was not large, but it was keenly grasped by Lu Zhi.

"The fighter has arrived!" A flash of clarity flashed between Lu Zhi's cloudy eyes, and he waved the arrow in his hand again and again, and said in a deep voice at the same time: "Xuande, immediately lead a soldier and horse with your two brothers, and attack on the flanks to support Ziyang." ”

"Whoa!" Liu Bei glanced at the direction of the battlefield in a complicated manner, and bowed down to receive the order.

"Lu Shuai! Li Ziyang is in battle to disobey orders, which is really a big crime, how can the military order be child's play? I hope that Lu Shuai will not abolish the public because of personal interests, and focus on the overall situation! Wu Jin's face changed, and he hurriedly protested.

"You're questioning my decision?" Lu Zhi's indifferent gaze swept towards Wu Jin.

"This ...... The last will not dare! Wu Jin's burly body suddenly trembled, and he glanced at the expressionless Lu Zhi in horror, at this moment, he clearly felt an inexplicable coercion from this old man who had always been gentle and elegant, and never felt angry, which made him feel breathless, countless words converged on his mouth, but he was swallowed hard, at this moment, he suddenly had a feeling that if he really dared to confront him in public, this seemingly harmless commander would definitely kill himself without hesitation, even if he was the deputy commander of the three armies!

"Haha, I've wanted to do it like this for a long time, staying in the Chinese army, looking at the majesty, but I'm really depressed, Ziyang, this kid, this time let him take the lead!" Zhang Fei raised his whip, slapped the war horse under his crotch fiercely, and howled loudly.

"Yide, Hugh is talking nonsense, carry out military orders!" Liu Bei scolded expressionlessly, the horse flashed from the side Zhang Fei, and looked in the direction of Li Xuan, at this moment, he was really jealous, as a male lord of the future three-point world, his strategic vision was by no means as useless as said in the romance, and he obviously felt the change in the battle situation, for Li Xuan, he had an extremely complicated feeling, and killed Zhang Jiao, this is a monstrous achievement!

Li Xuan, who was advancing with his sword, didn't know the psychological changes of those people behind him, even if he knew, he would only smile disdainfully, the head of Zhang Jiao must be his own!