In the sixth year of Guanghe, August 24, outside Xingyang County.

He Yi used the method of making turtles, and attacked the city with medium and low intensity for half a day. After coming down a few times, not only the Han soldiers in the city slacked off, but even the Yellow Turban soldiers who were besieging the city below were a little confused.

What was supposed to be a bloody siege battle turned into a military drama in Ren Shengsheng.

But He Yi, who was watching the battle in the east of the city, had an expression of victory, and heard that there was even less fighting in front of him, and muttered to himself from time to time:

"Good, that's it."

He Yi looked at the sun and felt that the time was almost up.

He turned to look at a military formation that had been silent since the beginning of the battle, although there were only five hundred people, but the aura of murder was pervasive.

This soldier is the trump card in He Yi's hand, imitating Ma Yuanyi's model of creating a Yellow Turban wrestler, selecting the warriors of the whole army, practicing the army formation, chanting scriptures, eating, living and training together. He Yi believed that with this battalion of wrestlers joining the battlefield, the outcome of this battle was already doomed.

He Yi personally came to the front of the Lux camp, looking at these Taoists with yellow scarves on their foreheads, He Yi took a deep breath:

"My sons of Huang Tian, where is that?"

He Yi pointed to Xingyang City not far away.

There was a leader in the wrestlers who replied:

"Xingyang."

"That's right, but it's not just Xingyang, it's also the gate to Luoyang. Why did I join the Yellow Turban? It is to break the sin city of the Han family that gnaws the flesh and blood of the world. You and I have been digging in the field for a lifetime, and more than half of the grain has been sent there, so the rats in Luoyang eat fatter than us. Therefore, I have always wanted to take you to Luoyang one day and ask those ministers who are all over the street, why they are the same people, and why their lives are more expensive than ours."

"The life of the head of the Qian, too, is as expensive as theirs."

Listening to the heavy snorts of the warriors, He Yi clapped his hands. The soldiers who had prepared early carried baskets full of copper coins and placed them in front of the wrestlers.

He Yi kicked over these bamboo baskets one by one, and the copper coins in the frame poured on the ground like flowing water, shining with temptation.

He then said to the wrestlers:

"If you shed your blood for the Yellow Sky, then the Yellow Heaven will not fail you. These copper coins are all yours, and after you win Xingyang, you will also be asked to grab them first. And I only have one request, which is to take down Xingyang for me, and let this yellow sky be exchanged for the sky."

He Yi raised his arms and shouted:

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

Zhonglux waved his arms wildly:

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

In the earth-shaking sound, the leader of the line who spoke before once again came out of the queue and said to He Yitang, who was cheering:

"Qu Shuai, we don't need this money, you take this money back. If our brethren die in the city, you will erect a monument for us. If our brothers are injured or disabled, we will also give this money to our brothers for treatment. If it can't be cured, then give it to our living children."

Hearing these words, He Yi, who had just raised his arms and shouted, choked up directly, not knowing how to reply.

Then I heard the leader of the row shouting at the wrestlers:

"Shangjia."

The wrestlers picked up the nails on the ground and appalled the brethren to each other, without any extra nonsense in the process.

The leader of the row shouted again:

"Triangle formation."

Then the 500 wrestlers were trained according to their usual training, and under their respective platoon organizations, they formed three regimental attack formations: front, left, and right. ….

Among them was the leader of the order, and he took one hundred and fifty men with him. The left battalion is 200 men, and the right battalion is a reserve of 150 men.

This tactic is obviously to attack the front formation, and then the two hundred people of the left battalion will attack for sheep to attract the attention of the Han soldiers in the city, and finally the reserve of the right battalion of 150 people will follow the brothers of the front battalion and give a sudden blow to the Han soldiers in the city.

Line up and lead the line:

"Attack."

In this way, the three battalions of 500 wrestlers accelerated to attack the east city.

During the whole process, He Yi, as the commander of the whole army, didn't say a word, and these wrestlers attacked on their own.

He was annoyed

asked the henchman Yin Zhong beside him:

"How these wrestlers have no self in their eyes. How can that be?"

Yin Zhong hurriedly soothed:

"Don't be angry, because they really are brothers."

He Yi understood that because these wrestlers ate and lived together and believed in the same thing, they had formed a solid group for a long time. They don't need to listen to He Yi's command, they have a convincing command within the group, and they don't need to follow He Yi's orders, because they only believe in the Taiping Sutra.

He Yi, who understood this, looked at the wrestlers who were speeding like the wind, and said with a smile:

"Also, whatever madman I'm angry with these crazy people, as long as I get rid of Xingyang."

Then He Yi watched the wrestlers fight bloodily, while he asked for a bowl of honey water with the soldiers, and watched while drinking.

Not to mention, He Yi's tactics of making turtles are still quite smooth.

When these elite wrestlers were sent to the battlefield, the situation in the entire Dongcheng immediately turned upside down. The Han soldiers in the city thought that the yellow turbans would retreat after rushing for a while like before, and they were not even willing to throw away the rolling wood and falling stones, so they waved their blades to scare the yellow turbans in the city.

But this time the wrestlers were completely different, and a regiment of three or two climbed the ladder, and in an instant, they stood on the city. The apricot yellow banner was also firmly rooted on the east city gate.

Looking at these, He Yi drank even sweeter honey.

At this moment, there was a sound of mountains and tsunamis in front of him, and He Yi was overjoyed:

"It's worthy of the wrestler I built, who else can match this combat power."

Then he turned to Yin Zhong and said to himself:

"What's the matter, am I still old in catching turtles?"

But this time He Yi didn't hear Yin Zhong's praise, and his person looked to the left with his mouth open, which was the direction of the south of the city.

He Yi was puzzled, looking at the direction of the south of the city, only to see that in the smoke and dust, a military general with a crimson pennant on his back, with a tall head and a big horse, stood out, and then more and more cavalry soldiers came out.

He Yi panicked:

"It's the Han Army."

Then he immediately ordered the soldiers to sing gold and let the Yellow Turban army at the head of the city withdraw.

But this time, there was a lot of gold on his side, but not a single soldier in front of him was withdrawn, obviously, those wrestlers did not intend to listen to He Yi's instructions, and they wanted to take down Xingyang according to their own ideas.

He Yi was so angry that he smashed the bowl on the ground and immediately ordered:

"Cloth Circle."

At this time, it was too late to arrange the rejection of the horses, so the soldiers could only be arranged in a circle formation to resist the impact of the cavalry.

Looking at the soldiers who were at a loss and barely held their spears around the periphery only in the scolding of the military officials, He Yi was desperate in his heart:

"Where the hell did this Han army come from, why did you suddenly give me a blow when I was about to take down Xingyang. Thief Huang Tian, you just take care of your believers?" ….

In fact, He Yi mistakenly blamed Huang Tian, this Han cavalry had already arrived near Xingyang, just waiting for He Yi to come out of the army, and directly plunged into his weakness.

And this fast and ruthless Han cavalry commander is none other than the deputy sect member of Lu Zhi, the general of Beizhong Lang, and the captain of the Great Han Protector Wuhuan.

Since the new Zuo Zhonglang general Zhang Wen took office, he sent a letter to Lu Zhi in Hebei Province and ordered him to quickly divide his troops to the south to rescue Xingyang. Lu Zhi directly ordered the deputy marshal to use the speed of the Youzhou Raid under his command.

At that time, in the Hebei battlefield, the Han army had compressed the Hebei Yellow Turban in the two cities of Guangzong and Quyang, and the two armies were doing a long-term siege.

The sect member got the handsome order, and personally led 3,000 Youzhou Turquoise Riders to double the road. After a short repair in Chaoge, they traveled along the Yellow River, and as long as they found a ferry, they could enter Henan.

There are no less than 30 ferries on both sides of the Yellow River, but the most suitable ones for the sect members are Chenggaojin and Juanjin. Chenggaojin is in the west of Xingyang, and Juanjin is in the east. According to common sense, from Chaoge to reinforce Xingyang, the closest is to go to Juanjin. But because of this, you can't go, because it's easy to be exposed. Therefore, the sect members decided to walk along the north bank of the Yellow River and cross the river from Chenggaojin.

The sect members rushed to the north of Xingyang on August 22, but did not inform the Han army in the city. in the river

After months of fighting on the Northern Battlefield, the experience of the sect members is that it is those so-called friendly troops who sell you.

Who knows how Taiping Road is flourishing in the local counties.

The rangers who came out quickly reported that a Yellow Turban Army was entering the territory of Xingyang and wanted to attack Xingyang. Then the sect member made such an arrangement.

lurking in the woods ten miles away from the battlefield, he has been holding back, and then when he was under the Yellow Turban City, when he couldn't go up or down, he suddenly killed and added another stroke to his martial arts.

At this time, the sect member led the heroes of Youzhou to chase the north and be full of spirit. They had already broken through two formations in a row, and the Yellow Turban thieves who had been attacking the city in the westernmost part had already collapsed when the sect member appeared behind them with his cavalry. After that, it was a pursuit, a killing, and when it was a detour to the south of the city, the thieves resisted slightly.

But so what?

Now the thieves of that battalion have their heads on their horses, and the next one is the thief commander under the big sword.

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He Yi stood on the van and reassured the army hoarsely:

"Brethren, I'm just one last step away. Now that the front army has broken the city, as long as the city gate is opened, it can receive our army into the city and hold it. And General Chongtian's army is behind us, as long as we defend according to Xingyang, as soon as the reinforcements arrive, we will be able to meet the inside and the outside. Victory still belongs to us."

Having said so much, He Yi said the most sincere sentence:

"Brothers, hold on."

But it's a pity that not many people listened to He Yi's heartfelt words. They are struggling to resist the attack of the most elite cavalry of the Han Dynasty, the Youzhou Turquoise.

Youzhou is the long of the Hu and Han people, both the good riding of the Hu people, and the constraints of the Han art of war, and its tactics are to wear chisels, chisels, or chisels.

The sect members took the heroes of Youzhou and other places, and in the east of Xingyang, it was like no one's land, especially under the drive of a few brave generals, He Yi's hastily prepared round formation was simply vulnerable. ….

The desperate He Yi had no hope for the whole army, so he could only fight. He looked out and saw that the head of the tenant dog who was originally in charge of the battlefield in the south of the city was now hanging on the head of a horse of a cavalry general of the Han army.

He was filled with grief and indignation, and was determined to avenge the tenant dog.

He Yi led dozens of soldiers and was about to rush over to besiege and kill the Han general. Suddenly, a swallow warrior with a leopard head and eyes came to the side, and he was beating with a long fist in his hand, and every time he pumped, he had to explode a yellow turban head.

This whipping directly drained He Yi's courage, he screamed, no longer caring about the battlefield, and ran directly to a donkey cart behind, pushing the baggage down.

He Yi jumped on the donkey cart and whipped the donkey like crazy, and then rushed towards the east.

The soldiers who were left behind by He Yi looked at each other, and glanced at Qu Shuai, who was walking away in embarrassment, they were no longer willing to follow, but leaned on each other from the northeast and withdrew from the battlefield.

He Yi walked away in a donkey cart, the sect member saw it, he sneered, and clicked on a Youzhou hero beside him:

"Bo Jue, you come to my tent, and I will work with you. I expect that the person who has just driven a donkey cart to the east will be the leader of the thieves. That's what you're doing."

The person who was called Bo Jue was the Liaoxi Lingzhi Haojie Gongsun Zhan, who rode on a white horse, and behind him were dozens of horses dressed like him, all riding on a white horse, and these people were the "White Horse Righteous Servants" that he relied on to raise.

At this time, Gongsun Zhan already had some reputation in the border area, because relying on the support of a good father-in-law and a good benefactor, he had already paid homage to the governor of Liaodong at this time. In the border area, every time he hears the border police, he is angry, as if he is going to revenge. Hu was very afraid of it, and told him: "Avoid the long history of white horses."

After that, the sect member led Youzhou to ride south, and transferred this white horse envoy into the military sequence.

At this moment, the sect member intended to lift him, but after listening to the sect member's words, Gongsun Chan didn't move, but nodded to a young warrior with long hands and feet on the side:

[Stable operation for many years, comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, old bookworms are using.]

The merit of a person is not even eye-catching, and he wants to give it to a nobody.

The sect member looked at Gongsun Chan gloomily and did not speak.

On the contrary, Gongsun Chan spoke first:

"Deputy marshal, this person's name is Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, he is a classmate of the Han family, and he studied under the Beizhong Lang General. I have made a lot of meritorious contributions along the way, so let this level of merit be given to Xuande."

Although Gongsun Chan explained, the sect member was even more hateful, and even used Lu Shuai to suppress him. Or if you are afraid that you are Lu Shuai's student, just now, I will arrange for you to be the first to live or die, and you still want to get credit?

But thinking of Lu Zhi, the sect member still endured this breath in the end, and said:

"The work with you is yours, and you can give it to whoever you want."

When Gongsun Zhan heard this, he didn't know if he heard the meaning, anyway, he said to Liu Bei with a smile:

"Xuande, don't take your credit yet. If you don't chase it, you'll run away."

The young warrior named Liu Bei first sighed to Gongsun Zhan, and then gave a military salute to the sect member, and then took a warrior with a leopard's head and eyes to chase and kill He Yi.

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"Drive, drive......"

He Yi, who was racing wildly, whipped the donkey, and used all his driving skills to escape from this battlefield.

He knew his ambitions were over.

In this battle under Xingyang City, he lost his most elite two thousand soldiers, although he still had four thousand soldiers and horses at Zhang Chong, but only this defeat, he could no longer challenge Zhang Chong's position.

He didn't understand why that Zhang Chong had won many battles, and he had been going all the way before, but he pouted at the most critical time. He felt that there was a mysterious force behind it intervening in all this.

Could it really be that Huang Tian only cares about the Zhang family, and no matter how hard a person like him tries, it will be in vain?

But it's useless to think about so much, let's get out of here first.

Just as he was thinking nonsense, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and his heart tightened, and he immediately opened a box and kept sprinkling gold on the ground.

He knew that the Yellow Turban had no horse, and there would be pursuers behind him, and the gold box next to him now was the key to his escape.

Oh my God! I sincerely pray that everyone loves gold.

Please call me Mr. Chen