"Qu Shuai, it's the enemy who sets the beacon fire in the south."

"They've already slaughtered our rear army."

"Qu Shuai is not good, Duchang's guards suddenly left the city and killed us."

In the Yellow Turban Camp, the soldiers hurriedly passed the news back.

Zhang Bai rode outside to look, only to see the people killed from the south, the leader looked like Yang Zhao, broke Guangzong, killed Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, Yang Zhao, the biggest enemy of the Yellow Turban Army.

The support that Kong Rong invited turned out to be him!

Zhang Baiqi frowned.

If it was someone else, they would still be able to fight, but the person who came was Yang Zhao, who thought that no matter how many troops he had, he might not be able to win.

How powerful Yang Zhao fought and how brave he fought was that everyone in the Han Dynasty knew it.

In addition, he can be sure that Guan Hai is probably gone, and it is impossible to take back Pingcheng, Jiaoyang and other places.

"Yang Zhao!"

Zhang Baiqi gritted his teeth and muttered these two words, and it was Yang Zhao who ruined their good deeds, and said loudly: "Retreat!" ”

With the current situation, their Yellow Turban Army must preserve its strength and cannot fight Yang Zhao.

Retreat is the best choice, the plan to seize Beihai has completely failed, and without Yang Zhao's support, it may still be successful.

Yang Zhao's head, Zhang Bai will come to pick it up later.

They wanted to retreat, but Yang Zhao did not allow them to retreat, and ordered the Xuanjia elite cavalry to go forward to intercept and kill first, and the infantry followed to attack Zhang Baicai's rear army.

At the same time, Kong Rong and his troops had already rushed out of the city.

After the soldiers and horses of the two sides converged, the strength increased greatly, and the rear army of the Yellow Turban clung to it.

The speed of the Xuanjia elite cavalry was fast, and it had already caught up with the Yellow Turban Army, first riding and shooting, consuming the strength and morale of the Yellow Turban Army, and then dividing into two teams, cutting the battlefield, and killing the fleeing Yellow Turban Army.

In the Yellow Turban Army, the only cavalryman was taken away by Guan Hai last night and was killed in a trap.

Zhang Baiqi is now facing the Xuanjia Elite Cavalry who is coming and going like the wind, although there are only a thousand Xuanjia Elite Cavalry, but they are helpless, they can only urge the soldiers to speed up their escape.

Kill it no matter what.

However, the front army was disturbed by the Xuanjia elite cavalry, and the whole army was destined not to go very fast.

Yang Zhao and Kong Rong's infantry, after merging, first disrupted the rear army, and then intercepted the front army, and cooperated with the cavalry to kill the enemy.

After being besieged by the Yellow Turban Army for so long, the soldiers of Duchang are full of resentment towards the Yellow Turban, and now they can finally vent their anger and chase the Yellow Turban Army to kill, not wanting to let the enemy escape easily.

The formation of the yellow scarf is getting more and more chaotic.

"Mingguang, you're really here."

Kong Rong walked out of the city gate and said gratefully: "Thank you Mingguang for saving me." ”

Yang Zhao arched his hand and said: "The Ming Mansion is polite, but now is not the time to catch up with the past, continue to kill the enemy." ”

His soldiers are chasing the enemy to kill.

Yang Zhao saw that Zhang Baiqi was in front of him, and was about to catch up, but he saw a familiar figure, it was not Zhou Cang, who was going to kill Lu Zhi at the beginning, and he also escaped in Guangzong at that time.

I thought that Zhou Cang would go to Woniu Mountain and become a bandit.

However, Pei Yuanshao died, and the bandits in Woniu Mountain probably couldn't be organized, so Zhou Cang followed Zhang Baiqi to mix.

"Zhou Cang!"

Yang Zhao approached.

Zhou Cang was shocked, he was not Yang Zhao's opponent outside Yecheng back then, and now it is even more impossible that he was about to escape, but Yang Zhao's gun had already swept in.

Zhou Cang could only raise his gun to block, but he couldn't even block Yang Zhao's blow, and was beaten to the horse on the spot.

Bang!

As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard Yang Zhao say, "Peping, tie up this person and take him away." ”

The person closest to them was Gao Shun, who led a few soldiers to take down Zhou Cang.

When Zhou Cang was arrested, he was still a little confused.

Defeat in one move!

He didn't expect that he would lose so badly, outside Yecheng back then, he could still have a few rounds with Yang Zhao, and now it is a second kill! Looking at the soldiers who had captured him, he gave up the idea of resisting and let them take them away.

After capturing Zhou Cang, Yang Zhao chased after Zhang Baiqi.

Yang Zhao fought in the chaotic army, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were unstoppable, and chased after Zhang Bai in the blink of an eye.

"Stop him!"

Zhang Baiqi's eyes widened, and he definitely couldn't let Yang Zhao catch up, because he was not an opponent.

He sped up and fled.

The soldiers beside him hurriedly intercepted Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao collided with his horse and knocked the intercepted Yellow Turban soldiers away, and was about to chase Zhang Baiqi again, when he suddenly felt a sharp edge coming from behind him.

Someone sneaked up in the rear.

Yang Zhaoren was on horseback, twisted his waist, and returned his rifle, and the tip of the gun stabbed behind him.

Boom!

The tip of the spear and the tip of the opponent's sword collided together.

It was a small soldier wearing a yellow scarf, and the sneak attack failed, the sword dragged down, slashing Yang Zhao's war horse, and the blade of the sword went deep into the belly of the horse.

Yang Zhao sat down on the war horse, let out a mournful roar, and fell directly.

After the little soldier killed the war horse, the sword in his hand shook, several sword flowers bloomed, and he continued to stab at Yang Zhao.

"Who are you?"

Yang Zhao just fell to the ground, quickly stabilized his body, and blocked the opponent's sword.

The strength of this creep is not simple.

Swordsmanship is good, too.

Yang Zhao found a reference person, which was Ghost Feng Yang Feng.

The strength of the other party should be about the same as Yang Feng.

The creep didn't reply, and in an instant, several swords attacked.

Yang Zhao could see that the other party hated himself very much, and his shots were all killing moves, and he disguised himself as a small soldier and blended into the chaotic army, just to kill himself.

Seeing the opponent's continuous shots, Yang Zhao did not hesitate and raised his gun to fight back.

"Lord, I'm here to help you!"

Xu Chu happened to see that Yang Zhao was attacked by a sneak attack, and even the war horse was gone, so he rode his horse and rushed over.

That little soldier had just fought with Yang Zhao for ten rounds, and when she heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her, her figure flashed, and she broke into the chaos, her speed was still very fast, her skills were agile, and she quickly dodged a series of attacks.

All Yellow Turban soldiers, dressed in the same way.

The little soldier blended in, and in an instant, Yang Zhao and Xu Chu lost their goals.

Another assassin who was going to assassinate him, for this threat, Yang Zhao didn't want to let go, took out the bow and arrow hanging on the saddle of the mount, and chased after the small soldier.

The other soldiers were still chasing the Yellow Turban soldiers to kill.

Gao Shun and other generals commanded the soldiers to surround and kill, wanting to kill all of the Yellow Turban Army.

Yang Zhao interspersed in the chaotic army and quickly found the back.

The sneak attack soldier had already walked to the periphery and was about to break out, when Yang Zhao pulled his bow and shot an arrow out, straight to the heart.

Hearing the sound of breaking the sky behind him, the soldier's face changed greatly, and he immediately turned around and landed his sword on the shaft of the arrow.

The arrow was struck and the direction in which it was fired was changed.

Just up, I wiped the yellow towel that wrapped the soldier's hair.

The yellow turban was shot down by an arrow, and the little soldier, covered with green hair, suddenly appeared.

She's still a woman.

Double ten years, fair skin, delicate appearance, bright eyes and bright teeth.

The woman exclaimed, ignoring the fluttering green silk, turned around and continued to escape, just as a cavalryman of the Xuanjia elite cavalry met her and killed.

She jumped to her feet, killed the knight, took the horse, and struck the horse's ass hard.

The war horse was in pain and rushed out with her.

Green silk flutters in the wind.