Therefore, Bai Qi also gave up resistance, in his mind, Bai Qi was not a person from this world, even if he had all kinds of memories of the people in this world, he could not escape the fate of separation, and dying on the battlefield like this was much easier to explain than suddenly disappearing with Yan'er.

Bai Qi also believed that he and Cai Yan would definitely see each other again, so at this time, he only had one belief in his heart, which was to do his best to bring back this group of brothers he had brought out alive.

"General be careful" I saw a big man with a black face behind Bai Qi, rushing to Bai Qi's side with all his might, regardless of the relationship between superiors and subordinates, one big hand pressed Bai Qi's forehead, and pressed down desperately.

With a "whoosh", an arrow flew through Bai Qi's face, and he also narrowly avoided the fatal blow that shot at his face because of the sudden action of the big man, but although he avoided the vital point, how could Bai Qi completely avoid the bow and arrow that came straight at him in the unconscious situation.

Bai Qi, who was out of danger of his life, couldn't help but relax his extremely nervous heart, and at the same time, the severe pain in his cheeks also made his heart clear for a while, and he looked back at the big man who saved his life, and Bai Qi said gratefully.

"Thank you, brother, you must follow me, I'll take you home"

After finishing speaking, Bai Qi turned his head, but he didn't expect his brother to make the eyes of the soldiers who followed him burn a raging fire.

In this way, under the leadership of Bai Qi, the still alive death squad members gathered in one place, and the remaining more than 20 people formed a circular military formation, struggling to resist the Yellow Turban Army's attacks again and again.

The Yellow Turban Army was also uncomfortable, the 10,000-strong attacking force, under the resistance of Bai Zheng's command, lost nearly thirty percent before it made contact with the Han army, and the besieging side was already at a loss, coupled with the death squad led by Bai Qi, which disrupted the rhythm of the attack, and finally Bai Zheng ignored the crazy shooting of the loss of arrow feathers.

Under a series of resistance from the Han army, the 10,000-strong Yellow Turban troops were still able to participate in the battle at this time, and there were only less than 3,000 left, and there was still a rout.

The death squad led by Bai Qi was more like a nail, inserted into the attacking military formation of the Yellow Turban Army, which made the attacking Yellow Turban troops feel quite powerful.

Let's say that this is to attack the barracks first, Bai Qi and the others directly divided the troops of the Yellow Turban Army into two teams, and the ladder of the attack had been destroyed by most of them before, and the troops of 3,000 people really couldn't take the barracks in front of them for a while.

Attack the death squad first, the attacking Yellow Turban soldiers are really afraid, this Han army general with strong martial arts in front of him, although only half an hour has passed since he flew off the camp wall, but there are no less than two hundred Yellow Turban soldiers who died in his hands.

What's even more excessive is that this general, thinking that he can't kill and injure the enemy in a large area with his sword, directly puts his sword into the sheath, holds a spear found from nowhere in his hand, and stands alone at the front of the military formation, as long as the spear in his hand is swept away, he will reap a large number of soldiers' lives.

More than half of the Yellow Turban soldiers besieging the death squad were stopped by him, which can be described as a one-man affair.

At this time, the white helmet had long been thrown aside by him, and the hairpin was also missing in the fight, the long hair without restraint was very messy with the wind, and his face had long since lost his former handsome appearance, and his cheeks were full of enemy and his own blood, but although his face was full of blood, he could not hide the terrible scar on the right side of his face, thinking that this scar must have been brought to him by the fatal arrow.

"Come on" Bai Qi stepped on the corpse of the Yellow Turban Army, and roared at the Yellow Turban soldiers who surrounded him with a hideous face, the terrifying appearance was like a white day Shura, and the other soldiers of the death squad were also aroused by Bai Qi's roar to have a stronger fighting spirit, and they all shouted at the Yellow Turban Army in unison.

The sound of "dang" sounded after the shout, not the other was the sound of the Yellow Turban soldiers being frightened and throwing away their weapons, with the first one there was a second, and slowly one after another Yellow Turban soldiers lost their will to fight, and they threw away their armor and fled, thinking that they were really scared.

Who would have thought that they, who had an absolute superiority in numbers, would be defeated so badly, and who would have thought that a force of only 1,700 people would burst out with such a strong combat effectiveness.

At this point, the Yellow Turban Army collapsed on all fronts, and the nearly 3,000 troops that had been defeated did not even bother to take the weapons in their hands, and all of them were discarded everywhere to lighten their burdens, no matter how the commander of the army led the attack tried to stop it, but none of the soldiers obeyed his orders and took up arms to attack again, so the second attack of the Yellow Turban Army was a complete failure.

Looking at the defeated Yellow Turban troops, one after another fled in a hurry in front of them, and all the members of the death squad, including Bai Qi, did not make any action, the reason why this is so is because everyone is exhausted at this time.

Even Bai Qi, who has the best physical strength, relies on the handle of his gun to support the ground, so that he can barely stand, and the other members of the death squad are leaning on each other, looking like they are crumbling and immediately falling to the ground.

"Brother, let's go home" After the Yellow Turban troops retreated, Bai Qi turned his head and said to the big man who had just saved his life, but when he saw the big man's bloodless face, Bai Qi closed his mouth tremblingly.

I saw that the big man who saved Bai Qi was in the center of his chest, with a bow and arrow that was not half entered, and he was covered in blood, and he didn't know if it was the enemy's or his own, but from his iron face, it was not difficult to see that he had lost too much blood at this time.

Looking at everything in front of him, no matter how stupid Ren Bai Qi was, he understood what was going on, he saved Bai Qi and let Bai Qi dodge the fatal arrow, but at that time he was behind Bai Qi, without Bai Qi's block, the deadly bow and arrow went straight into his chest.

Dahan ignored Bai Qi's frozen expression, and just smiled at him.

"I can't go back, general"

Then his eyes lost their brightness, and his body, which was already trembling, collapsed to the ground after losing the last trace of support.

Looking at the fallen corpse of the big man, Bai Qi struggled to step forward to support him, but no matter how fast he was, how could he pass the god of death quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the big man's body turned into a member of the corpses all over the ground.

Facing the fallen corpse, Bai Qi's trembling right hand stopped in the air, followed by the rattling spear in his hand and the sound of a beast's roar from his chest.

Suddenly, Bai Qi's body stopped trembling, and the spear that had broken was tightly held in his hand.

"Ahh

After a little cold flash, Bai Qi still maintained the posture of throwing, but his position at this time was five hundred meters away from the troops of the Yellow Turban Army, and the world record for the javelin was 104.8 meters, although Bai Qi's physique was several times that of ordinary people, but the spear he threw did not escape the shackles of gravity after flying two hundred meters and began to decline.

In the end, it fell to the ground in the middle of the two armies, and it was inserted diagonally on the ground in front of the two armies, and it happened that at this time, among the Yellow Turban troops who had just withdrawn, several soldiers were too seriously injured to hold on, so they fell to the ground and swallowed their breath.

It was this kind of coincidence that made Bai Qi's momentum even bigger, and in the eyes of other soldiers who did not participate in the battle, these fallen soldiers seemed to be scared to death by Bai Qi's violent roar.

Everything that happened at this time, of course, also came into the eyes of Zhang Bao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, and it was at this time that the commanders of the two armies met on such an occasion.

Looking at the generals of the Han army who had thwarted his attacks several times, Zhang Bao, who had never changed his face, couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"It's really a god general, it's a pity that it's not in our army."

At the same time, Bai Qi, who was standing up straight, also looked at this figure who had crossed thousands of years with himself and stirred up the wind and rain of the late Han Dynasty for a hundred years, looking at the old man on the horse, Bai Qi felt that he was not as small as before in front of him, and what about General Digong, wasn't he also defeated by me, a modern young man who had lived for twenty years.

"I'm not inferior to anyone in vain," Bai Qi, who was physically and mentally transparent, said such words to himself.