Zhuang Shaoyou waited for two quarters of an hour, and found that the officers and soldiers did not move at all, so he turned his mind and ordered loudly: "Everyone get on their horses and move forward, don't scatter the formation, and then arrange according to this formation in a while." After that, Zhuang Shaoyou took the lead and rushed forward, Zhang Ning, who was watching from the side, looked at his back in a daze, while Liu Cai had a jealous look.

Zhang Jiao and Han Liang's side were fighting more and more fiercely, the Yellow Turban Army gradually became invincible, Zhang Jiao anxiously looked at the situation on the battlefield, and a general next to him said: "General Tiangong, let's retreat first, and only when we reach an open place can we give full play to the advantage of our army's numbers." ”

Zhang Jiao said categorically: "By all means, if our army retreats, it will definitely be defeated like a mountain, we must resist it, pass my order, the whole army will form a spear circle formation in a unit of 100 people, and the archers of the rear team will give me all the arrows and shoot all the arrows!" ”

"General, no, if you lose all your money today, what will happen in the future?" These generals are all tightly scared, so they never dare to bet all their capital at once.

Zhang Jiao shouted: "If you can't get over today, where will you come in the future, if this battle is won, the situation in the entire Hebei will be reversed, and the losses can be made up, short-sighted!" ”

The 100,000 Yellow Turban Army and 60,000 officers and soldiers were killed together in the morning, and now there are less than 60,000 left, and there are only more than 30,000 officers and soldiers left.

Han Liang was in a hurry, thought for a moment, and ordered: "Pass on my military order, the whole army is in units of five hundred, with sword and shield hands in front and spearmen in the back, and advance at a uniform speed!" The archers give me all the arrows! "The Yellow Turban Army and the official army are like two huge meat grinders, harvesting life on the banks of this narrow Qing River, countless people have fallen, the sun is getting hotter and hotter, baking everyone more irritable, and the fire on both sides on the battlefield is becoming more and more intense.

In half an hour, tens of thousands of people were killed and injured on both sides, and just when the two sides were stuck here, Zhuang Shaoyou in the rear of the official army arrived! The roads here are not so muddy, and the mobility of the cavalry is slightly better, but Zhuang Shaoyou is still dominated by arrow formations.

"All dismount, line up, and prepare bows and arrows!" Zhuang Shaoyou gave a loud order, and then sent a signal to the two hundred people on the mountain, and on the hillside not far from the place where the official army and the Yellow Turban Army were fighting, two hundred people suddenly rushed out, first released a rain of arrows at the official army, and then shouted:

"You are surrounded! Long live the great sages and mentors! The Yellow Turbans will win! ”

On the stalemate battlefield, the officers and soldiers were a little shaken when they heard this shout, after all, they had been killing all morning, tired, hungry and hot, the brothers around them kept people falling, the ground was already covered with corpses, and the Qinghe River next to it was once again dyed dark red, and under the scorching sun at noon, it looked very infiltrating.

The generals of the official army kept shouting loudly, trying to stabilize the morale of the army, after Zhang Jiao on the opposite side heard the movement here, he barely supported his tired body, climbed high and raised his arms, and the tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army below burst out with amazing strength again, and rushed towards the official army without fear of death, the official army was already a little shaken, and when he saw the Yellow Turban Army rushing up desperately, he felt timid in his heart and began to retreat slowly.

Han Liang kept ordering the soldiers to prohibit retreat and rush forward, but except for his own soldiers, no one paid attention to him, and he was immediately furious, not only was his fame and fortune gone, but his life might not be guaranteed, this group of damn Yellow Turban thieves, as well as these uncompetitive officers and soldiers, thinking of this, Han Liang couldn't help but go a little crazy and swung his sword to continuously slash at the retreating officers and soldiers, and his eyes were already bloody.

Zhuang Shaoyou commanded the soldiers to constantly release arrows, harvesting human lives, and more of them fell to the ground**, but they were soon trampled by the retreating crowd and lost their lives. The Yellow Turban Army in front charged desperately, and the four-section arrow array in the back continued to release arrows, as if it would not stop, the officers and troops began to collapse, and some generals restrained their subordinates, seeing that there were few enemy soldiers in the rear, so they commanded their men to rush to the arrow array in the rear and make a final fight.

Zhuang Shaoyou saw the officers and soldiers getting closer and closer, as well as the few arrows left on his side, he was anxious, thought quickly, and then ordered: "The last two columns stop shooting, leave the arrows, and get on the horse!" The first two columns continue to shoot and shoot all the arrows! Then step back to the sides. ”

Fortunately, the cavalry battalion is the most elite unit of the Yellow Turban Army, and the soldiers usually eat better, and the soldiers are more obedient, so that they can better carry out Zhuang Shaoyou's orders.

Zhang Ning looked at this man who he loved and hated with a complicated expression on the side, he usually looked like a hanger, but when he arrived on the battlefield, he immediately seemed to be a different person, if he could continue to be like this, how good it would be!

The officers and troops were getting closer and closer, and after more than a dozen rounds of bows and arrows, they ran out and began to move to both sides, and the cavalry in the rear had already completed the whole team, and under the order of Zhuang Shaoyou, they rushed towards the officers and troops in front together.

Zhuang Shaoyou took his team of 100 people, rode on the Xiliang Jian horse and rushed to the front, like a sharp drill into the heart of the official army, the cavalry in the rear was also demoralized, followed by Zhuang Shaoyou to launch a surprise attack, and the nine hundred soldiers who shot bows and arrows in the rear were commanded by Zhang Ning, and soon the whole team got on the horse, and then with Zhuang Shaoyou's rear, he also launched a second charge towards the official army.

Zhuang Shaoyou's drill bit pierced sharply into the heart of the official army, and the Qiankun Sun and Moon Sword in his hand swung vigorously, only using basic moves, there was no one general in his hand, and the team that broke through the official army was stunned by Zhuang Shaoyou's impact, and had just regained consciousness, but Zhang Ning and Zhou Cang led the remaining nine hundred people to rush up again.

The second company assault, the cavalry shock brigade infantry common tactics, the effect has always been very good, and today is no exception.

The breakout offensive of the official army was finally disintegrated, Zhang Ning took the lead, wielding a long sword to constantly chop and pick thorns, flexibly wandering among the officers and soldiers, Zhou Cang followed, protecting Zhang Ning's back and two wings, a long knife played very well, left and right, the combination of these two killed the officers and soldiers to retreat, and the cavalry behind took the opportunity to follow.

There are more than 20,000 soldiers left in the officers and soldiers who can fight, and there are only more than 40,000 left in the Yellow Turban Army.

At this time, Han Liang was screaming angrily in the Chinese army, and he kept killing his own soldiers like a mad sword, and finally, the officers and soldiers around him were angry, shit! Losing the battle is your command, what does it have to do with the soldiers? If you can't stand it, you can't stand it, and you can kill your own people so easily?

Angry officers and soldiers began to besiege his Han Liang, Han Liang was not shocked and angry, and slashed the officers and soldiers more sharply, more and more officers and soldiers joined the ranks of besieging Han Liang, Han Liang was finally defeated, he was shot several times, and when he was about to fall, Han Liang's personal soldiers desperately killed Han Liang to save Han Liang, the angry officers and soldiers did not give up, and they didn't pay attention to the Yellow Turban Army, anyway, they probably won't survive today, killing this bastard general, it's all his improper command, otherwise how could he lose to these dirt buns?

The battlefield presented a strange scene, the Yellow Turban Army infantry of the brigade pressed the officers and soldiers from the front, the rear two teams of cavalry rushed left and right in the officers and soldiers, and a large number of officers and soldiers in the middle besieged a small group of officers and soldiers, the core of this formation was Han Liang, Han Liang's personal soldiers kept falling, and finally the remaining personal soldiers could not support it, and they scattered in a hurry and gave up Han Liang.

Han Liang held the sword and wanted to kill the officers and soldiers, they were all this group of waste, and they couldn't make the general's good future gone! Even my life is going to be thrown here, I am not reconciled! Kill them!

Han Liang's madness made the officers and soldiers completely furious, and countless spears stabbed Han Liang through countless big holes, and finally fell to the ground, but the red-eyed officers and soldiers still refused to give up, and brutally divided Han Liang's body, and in the end there was nothing left, and there was no corpse left.

Less than 20,000 officers and soldiers lost their commanders, completely collapsed, only a small number of soldiers in the back were able to escape smoothly, but most of the officers and soldiers in the center had no way to escape, and finally I don't know who took the lead and began to jump to the Qinghe, countless officers and soldiers followed suit, the Yellow Turban Army looked at this scene, and did not dare to force too much, since they were willing to jump, it was better than coming over and fighting with themselves!

Zhuang Shaoyou also said hello to Zhang Ning, and retreated with the cavalry, only sealing the way for the officers and soldiers to retreat, forcing them to jump into the river.

At dusk, the scorching sun gradually receded to the distant horizon, and no longer emitted any heat, the quiet Qing River bank flowed dark red river, and countless corpses were piled up on the riverbank, including officials and soldiers, some Yellow Turban Army, some Yellow Turban Army on the riverbank cleaned the battlefield scatteredly, first looking for usable things, and then piling up the corpses and lighting them on fire.

Countless broken spears were scattered on the battlefield, and the tragic battle situation a few hours ago seemed to have not dissipated, and the atmosphere of the whole land seemed extremely depressing.

Zhuang Shaoyou and Zhang Ning sat on the boulder on the hillside in the distance, a little dazed, the mood was not high, this battle, 60,000 officers and soldiers were wiped out, only a few escaped, most of the officers and soldiers who entered the water drowned, 100,000 Yellow Turban troops died 60,000, 10,000 were seriously injured, the rest were basically lightly injured, Zhang Ning's 2,000 cavalry was slightly better, there were 1,200 people left, the horses did not die much, Zhuang Shaoyou's 100 people died more than 30.

Zhuang Shaoyou was in a heavy mood, he had no desire to tease Zhang Ning anymore, he felt very uncomfortable, and he blamed himself a little, and his comrades-in-arms who usually talked and laughed left forever!

Zhang Ning's mood is not good, although the battle was won, but it was also a tragic victory, two bloody battles of Guangzong Qinghe, Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Army lost 100,000, and the vitality was greatly injured If it weren't for Zhang Jiao is the spiritual pillar of the Yellow Turban Army, maybe someone would rebel now.

"You say, why do people fight? When will there be no war? Zhang Ning asked softly

"In order to live, when everyone can live without fighting, there will be no need to fight." Zhuang Shaoyou muttered and replied

"Would you be sad if I died in battle one day?" Zhang Ning muttered for no reason

"Yes," Zhuang Shaoyou thought for a long time before answering

Zhang Ning was obviously not satisfied with this answer, why was he so reluctant?

"What do you mean, people don't force you, it will be will, it won't be no!"

"No, because I'm not going to let you die! Over my dead body! ”