Although Liu Bei was rushing to Songshan to rescue at full speed, the coalition army of Zhu Jun and Sun Jian, who were trapped in Songshan and couldn't retreat, couldn't wait so long, there was no food in the mountains, and they were defeated without a fight for a long time!

Sun Jian, the Jiangdong Tiger, couldn't sit still after all, he was originally a rare fierce general in the world, but compared to the former Jiangdong Overlord, he lost the first battle now, how could he stand it?

So, he summoned his four fierce generals Han Dang, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Zu Mao, ready to gather their own soldiers and horses to attack again, vowing to open a gap for Zhu Jun's army, so that the large army can break through, Songshan is not far from Changshe, as long as you rush there, you can meet with Huangfu Song's soldiers and horses and regroup!

Jiangdong Tiger Sun Jian lived up to his name, and his soldiers were fierce, so he asked the four generals to gather their troops and horses to follow, and launched another surprise attack at noon on this day......

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The scorching sun is high, and its momentum is like fire!

Sun Jian sat on a tall horse, exuding a suffocating terrifying aura all over his body, a pair of tiger eyes looked around and nodded silently.

"Lord!"

Han Dang walked up, clenched his fists and said, "The whole army has been assembled, and it's time to go!" ”

Sun Jian nodded again, around him was an army of tens of thousands of people who were ready to go, although there was a scorching sun above their heads, they did not move at all, although the number was huge, there was no sound at all, at a glance, he knew that it was an elite army, far from being comparable to the Yellow Turban Army, and even the official army could not reach it!

This is Sun Jian's reliance, the elite of Jiangdong's hundred battles!

After a slight pause, Sun Jian roared: "Sons, come with me to attack, this time we will definitely defeat those Yellow Turban thieves and raise the prestige of our army!" ”

"Drink! Drink! Drink! ”

In response to him, there was a neat and continuous roar, and Koto Erlang's enthusiasm was amazing.

Sun Jian smiled and waved his hand, and the army marched, they walked out of the valley where they were hiding, walked through the rugged mountain road, nearly 100,000 troops were mighty, and the neat blue armor reflected the brilliance of the scorching sun, indescribably majestic and majestic.

"There are many heroes in Jiangdong, and a hundred battles are the first!"

Han Dang, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Zu Mao followed closely behind Sun Jian, with unconcealed pride in their eyes, Jiangdong is the place where outstanding people and spirits are, and it has always been the cradle of heroic generals, not to mention anything else, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, alone is enough to be proud of the world and make people praise it through the ages!

"Who can stop such an army and such a warrior?" The four of them glanced at each other, and they all laughed out loud, indescribably happy, and the depression of the past few days was swept away.

"Report!"

The sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the sentry sent out to investigate the information had returned, and he shouted: "There are two Yellow Turban strongholds built side by side ahead, each with horns, blocking the way!" ”

"Oh?"

Sun Jianhu was stunned, not angry, but threatening: "How many people are guarding the palace?" ”

"This ......," the Sentinel pondered for a moment, and replied, "There are about fifty or sixty thousand horses in the two camps!" ”

"Fifty or sixty thousand?" Sun Jian groaned for a moment, and then immediately waved his hand and roared: "Sons, charge with me and take down the Yellow Turban Camp!" ”

"Lord, is this a bit reckless?" Huang Gai frowned slightly and reminded.

"Yellow turban thief, local chicken tile dog!"

Sun Jian was quite disdainful in his words: "My Jiangdong warriors are all one of ten, give me 10,000 soldiers to wipe out two Yellow Turban camps, not to mention that I now have 80,000 or 90,000 soldiers and horses!" ”

He didn't say more, and roared with a wave of his big hand: "Charge, follow me to take down the Yellow Turban Camp, and let the world see the demeanor of my Jiangdong warriors!" ”

"Kill!"

The monstrous shouts sounded from the flat ground, scattering the clouds on the horizon, and the Jiangdong army shouted in unison to kill, charging in unison, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the evil beast came out of the cage!

Sun Jian rushed to the front, followed by Han Dang, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, and Zu Mao, they were fierce and fast, and they rushed to the front of the Yellow Turban Camp in less than a moment, and then laughed wildly, and suddenly roared, and they rushed straight into the Yellow Turban Camp that was waiting for them!

The knife rises and falls, the blood rain flies, the five people crisscross the thousands of enemy troops, come and go arbitrarily, impact at will, the surrounding Yellow Turban Army can not stop a single bit, these five people are worthy of being the tiger generals of the world, Jiangdong Junjie, actually brave as this, terrifying!

Five people, only five people, the Yellow Turban camp that was killed was in chaos!

Then, the Jiangdong army took advantage of the chaos to cover up and kill, and the Yellow Turban Army was defeated, with countless casualties.

"Keep going!"

Sun Jian stepped on the sea of corpse mountain and blood, the fortitude in his eyes did not change a bit, and once again commanded the army to advance, the Jiangdong army really deserved to be an elite division, and three or four strongholds were uprooted in a row, all the way to the triumphant song, the momentum is majestic.

However, this momentum of soaring will eventually come to an end, and at this moment, the Jiangdong army is blocked in front of a canyon, and it is impossible to advance!

There is no other reason, there is an endless wind blowing from the exit of the canyon, the smoke and dust that obscure the sky and the sun rush into the sky, there is almost nothing to see in the canyon, and the wind is very strong, it is not easy to move forward, and the wind mountain road of Broken Soul Mountain is quite similar!

"The Yellow Turban Thief is pretending to be a ghost again!"

Sun Jian scolded indignantly, there was no better way, he knew that there must be a Yellow Turban Formation Altar at the exit of the canyon, but the appearance of the canyon would definitely not be able to pass through Guò, let alone destroy the altar, and there were no strategists in his army who were proficient in the way of wind and clouds, so he was at a loss now!

"Let's go and find another way!"

Sun Jian gritted his teeth and shouted, and the army immediately changed its route and walked to the side, and after walking for a while, the sentry cavalry returned again.

"Report! The Yellow Turban stronghold has been found ahead! ”

"It's good to come!" Sun Jian was overjoyed and immediately asked, "How is the situation?" ”

The sentry horseman's face was a little ugly, a little frightened, and he said in a trembling voice: "The Yellow Turban camp stretches for miles away, and there is no end in sight, and there are many people in it, and there are at least a million military horses!" ”

"Millions of military horses? How is this possible? ”

Cheng Pu was the first to not believe it, he turned over his horse and went to investigate in person, but the answer he got was even more worrying: "The number of thieves is indeed large, and it seems that there are nearly 10,000 crossbowmen in front and tens of thousands of archers in the back, so they can't attack!" ”

“……”

Sun Jian and the others all stared at him, with a look of shock and disbelief, if it weren't for Cheng Pu's seriousness and can't lie, they would almost slap the person in front of them!

10,000 crossbowmen? Tens of thousands of archers? What are you kidding?

Crossbowmen are trained by high-level archers, no matter how powerful his Yellow Turban Army is, can he have 10,000 high-level archers?

Well, even if he had 10,000 high-level archers, where would he get 10,000 crossbow arrows?

You know, the crossbow can be regarded as a high-level special weapon, ordinary blacksmiths can't build it without drawings, it's good that ordinary troops can come up with three or five hundred bows and crossbows, even the official army is only 2,000 bows and crossbows, and there are not so many regular crossbowmen to operate, is his Yellow Turban Army more powerful than the official army?

If that's the case, how can the battle be fought? Wouldn't it be good for the officers and soldiers to admit defeat directly?

"Demou! This ......"

Huang Gai looked at Cheng Pu stunned: "Are you sure you're right?" ”

Cheng Pu's face was extremely ugly, he glanced at Huang Gai obliquely, and did not answer, now Huang Gai's face became ugly, even Sun Jian stopped speaking, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

"What's going to be done?"