"Kill! Let this group of Yellow Turban thieves know the majesty of our Han army! ”

Seeing Zhang Jiao commanding about 70,000 horses of the Yellow Turban Army to rush forward, Li Cunxiao on this side was also not to be outdone, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded the whole army to slowly and step by step towards the scattered camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

Suddenly, with the command of the two commanders, Zhang Jiao and Li Cunxiao, the men and horses of the two sides began to charge at the enemy army in a large area. The difference is that the men and horses of the Yellow Turban Army rushed very casually, and there was no formation at all. One by one, they were confident that they would not fall behind the Han army because they had gained super long abilities. So they all mustered up the courage to rush towards the Han army, wanting to hang the head of the Han army on their waists and ask for merit from the great sages and good teachers; On the Han army's side, they fought bravely one by one with the idea of winning the Yellow Turban Army, but due to military rules and discipline, they still maintained the formation and shouted slogans step by step to advance forward.

Presumably in the noisy Yellow Turban Army, running forward desperately one by one, the Han Army's side seemed gloomy, full of heaviness and depression. But if people were to choose one of them, everyone would presumably choose the Han army camp that kept the formation full of oppression, because at least although the Han army side looked gloomy, it made people feel an inexplicable sense of urgency. Compared with the Yellow Turban Army, which has begun to run chaotic on that side, it seems that it can win this war.

"This battle will be won!"

Looking at the formation and soldiers with a large gap between the two sides, Li Cunxiao smiled slightly, and continued to slowly command the whole army to slowly press forward in the middle army, and pressed the Yellow Turban Army all over the sky with a triangular formation.

On the other side, Zhang Jiao is looking at the menacing Yellow Turban Army, and he is also full of belief in victory. You must know that the Yellow Turban Army has never relied on a strictly forbidden position and excellent command to win battles, they have always relied on a momentum to fight, if this momentum is still there, then the Yellow Turban Army is invincible; If this momentum is not there, then they will fail even if they have a powerful formation and a peerless commander, so in Zhang Jiao's opinion, they are now fierce and rushing upwards regardless of life and death. It's just that the Yellow Turban Army, which is fighting for the Yellow Sky, is the strongest Yellow Turban Army, so he also believes that he will eventually win this war, so Zhang Jiaofang uncharacteristically stood on the carriage and commanded the army to rush forward. Instead of being silent in the Yellow Turban Army as usual, and handing over the command to the commanders below.

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"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The unwavering Yellow Turban sergeant saw the formation of the Han army, which had been slowly advancing forward. I don't know if it was to be brave for their weak-heartedness, or to intimidate the Han army, they roared loudly and crashed into the Han army's formation.

"Ah~, kill!"

The Yellow Turban sergeants, who rushed forward quickly, crashed into the Han army's tightly guarded formation in a short time. Suddenly, a feeling of earth-shaking turned appeared on the front-line soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. You must know that the Han army at the front is a well-trained Han army heavy shieldman, they just hold the light knife and gun that ordinary people can lift and stab up, it is like a car hitting an eight-ton heavy truck, and all of a sudden the Yellow Turban sergeant at the forefront was hit by his own momentum and flew in reverse.

The soldiers in front were knocked into the air, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who had no influence behind them still rushed forward regardless of it, even if they knew that rushing up was the fate of being knocked away, but for the strength given by Huang Tian and the idea of showing themselves to the great sage and good teacher, they still forcibly rushed forward.

"Spearman, one step, kill!"

Although Li Cunxiao decided to lead an elite thousand cavalry to raid the place where Zhang Jiao was, and the battle ended quickly. But he still had to maintain his formation and not be scattered by the Yellow Turban Army's rush at the beginning, and on the other hand, he still had to pretend to be like him, and the provincial Zhang Jiao hid in a secret place, or hoarded heavy troops around him.

"Kill!"

The Han army, who had seen that the Yellow Turban Army had collided and had inserted the heavy shields on the ground, heard Li Cunxiao's order, and all used all their strength to forcibly take a step forward, and the pikemen behind the heavy shield stabbed their spears like poisonous snakes between the gaps in the heavy shields.

And at the moment when the pikemen stabbed out, the Yellow Turban sergeants who still ignored it behind them hung up on the spears of the Han pikemen one by one, as if they had collided with the spears stretched out by the pikemen of the Han army.

"Withdraw the gun. Stand shield! ”

Seeing a burst of spears stabbing over to make meritorious contributions, Li Cunxiao continued to give orders with a calm face without any emotional fluctuations. This is the battlefield, and a commander can't help but show his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and it is not the first time that Li Cunxiao has been on the battlefield. Therefore, he was very calm and continued to command the whole army to push forward and push forward in formation.

At the same time as Li Cunxiao gave the order, the Yellow Turban sergeants who were hung on the spears fell one after another, and their bodies fell to the ground softly. A person fell to the ground softly, nothing, but a row of people was enough to shock the gaze. The Yellow Turban sergeants, who were several hundred people, fell to the ground at the same time, which not only gave the Han soldiers great courage to continue fighting, but also gave the Yellow Turban soldiers a great psychological shock. Let their feverish brains have a little clearing. However, after sobering up, there was still a burst of hot brains, and they continued to wave the big sword and spear in their hands and hit the heavy shield hand of the Han army regardless of it.

"Gunner, two steps, stab!"

Li Cunxiao, who was watching the Yellow Turban sergeant in the current formation, took a cursory glance at the current situation of the two sides, and gave an order quickly and accurately. And his orders were also passed down by the military marquis, Sima and other levels.

"Kill! Rush! Don't be afraid of the Han army, the Yellow Turban will win! ”

Seeing that the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was a little blocked, Zhang Jiao in the back was not in a hurry. Because he clearly knew that the well-trained formation of the Han army was their greatest reliance, and the Yellow Turban Army was sure to be deflated at the beginning, but he still cheered for the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Although the soldiers on the front line had been frightened for a while by the bloody facts, the words of the soldiers in the back were conveyed in a timely manner, which made their hearts hot again, and once again turned their hearts sideways, and they raised their spears and stabbed the heavy shield in front of them that was still unmoved by them. (To be continued.) )