I'm Liu Bei.

Under the clear blue sky, on the turquoise wasteland, the wind-blown banners were hunting, and two million male divisions were playing the prelude to a great confrontation.

Faced with the 200,000 infantry and archers of our army gradually penetrating into the Yellow Turban's conspiracy, I felt extremely anxious.

What the hell is the commander of our army thinking? Don't hurry up and order the heavy troops to rush forward and return a tooth for a tooth!

Finally, the distance between the two armies was shortened to two hundred paces. The sharp yellow turban war drums and the deep war drums of our army became extremely rapid at the same time, and the drums rumbled as if the sky was about to fall.

"Huh...... Ha...... Ooh...... Ha ...... "The pace of advance of dozens of Yellow Turban hoplite phalanxes has increased significantly.

"Hey...... Roar...... Hey...... "The 100,000 infantry of our army actually slowed down the speed ......of advance significantly, and finally stopped and stopped advancing. It made me happy. The commander-in-chief of our army finally terminated his erroneous order.

"Rush!" The 100,000 archers who followed closely behind the infantry let out a loud trumpet sound, and began to run through the infantry in front of them, charging forward all the time, like countless wild horses that had broken away, galloping towards the enemy formation, the scene was grand, and the momentum was moving.

What do 100,000 archers want to do? Is it trying to deal with hoplites? Everyone knows that the archer is the most afraid of melee combat, and his nemesis is all melee arms, not to mention that he is about to face the hoplite with the title of the king of infantry melee combat.

The order of the commander of the Han army is to let them lead their necks and wait to be killed! What the hell is all this going on?

It was only a little more than one hundred and twenty steps away from the Yellow Turban's hoplite phalanx. The archers continued to charge, firing arrows as they charged, and the rain of arrows rushed through the sky like a fierce wind towards the hoplite phalanx.

"Shield!"

Clear and bright commands came from the hoplite phalanx, and they immediately stopped. Hold the iron shield diagonally in front of your forehead. Suddenly, each hoplite phalanx was like a large iron cauldron on its head, blocking most of the arrows. Only a few were hit and fell under the phalanx.

"Can't rush anymore!" I yelled to vent my frustration. On the other hand, Zhang He had a serious expression and didn't say a word.

"Bow!"

The 200,000 Yellow Turban archers behind the hoplite phalanx suddenly stopped advancing, pulled the arrows and wound them, and ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, like pear blossoms under countless rainstorms attacking our archers who were charging a hundred paces away.

The scene is terrible!

Our archers had no shields, and in an instant thousands of them fell, but they did not slow down and fired arrows as they charged. At this time, the 200,000 hoplite phalanx of the Yellow Turban Army had reached a distance of thirty paces.

I still don't understand, what exactly does Lu Zhi want to do? Our 100,000 archers, alone facing the enemy's 200,000 archers and 200,000 hoplites, he was joking with the lives of our archers. I seriously doubt his commanding abilities. This kind of battle, in which there are fewer enemies and more enemies, and they are also restrained by the enemy's arms and arms, is an act that stupid pigs disdain!

After another round of attacks by the Yellow Turban archers, the remaining more than 80,000 archers of our army finally rushed to the front of the Yellow Turban hoplites and attacked with the longbows in their hands!

I've never heard of such a way of fighting for archers!

I dare to tell you that the hearts of the Yellow Turban hoplites must have turned upside down, and Zhang Jiao will roll around laughing on the command platform.

The commander who can give such a battle order to my archers is definitely a super pig's head.

The shrill drums of the Yellow Turban Army changed again, and I saw that the hoplite phalanx gave up its advance and immediately disbanded, blending with our archers, allowing the contact surface to spread to the maximum, and launching an incomparably bloody massacre of our archers. Thousands of archers lives, instantaneous news is invisible.

As the hoplites abandoned the phalanx to advance, they were able to break through to the 200,000 archers of the Yellow Turbans and force them to engage in melee combat between archers and archers. Almost instantly, the archers of our army and the 400,000 troops of the Yellow Turban Army were completely integrated. From a distance, the narrow former army battlefield was already golden, and only the dots of cyan were wriggling.

"! The Great Han is dead at your hands! You're stupid too! It's clear that you're going to die, and you're going to go! What a fool! I scolded resentfully, I really didn't want to see 100,000 archers make a senseless sacrifice for this. However, I always had a strange feeling in my heart. Since Lu Zhi had the ability to confront Zhang Jiao for several months, it was impossible for him to make such an obviously wrong order, right? I believe that at this moment, Zhang Jiao may also have such doubts.

Just thinking about it, there was an earth-shattering roar over the battle array of our army, which overshadowed all the shouts and drums of war, like the sound of great destruction before the end of the world, which was both terrifying and terrifying.

I looked at it in shock. Thousands of boulders were whistling in the air, and you could see the low-altitude clouds rapidly retreating around them, as if thousands of boulders had come from outer space, with great flight speed and full of anger, falling on the narrow ground in the center of the battlefield of the front army, splashing waves of dust.

At this moment, the army fighting fiercely in the center of the battlefield, whether it was tens of thousands of our archers, or 200,000 hoplites and 200,000 archers of the Yellow Turbans, were all within the range of the boulder's attack.

The boulder falls, regardless of whether it is the enemy or the enemy, all of them are destroyed, and the jade is burned!

Only then did I see that thousands of stone mouths (stone throwers) located at the back of our army's position were working intensively. The attack distance of this stone mouth has reached a thousand steps. It's really impressive. Presumably, there were many more soldiers pulling each Shikou lever than the usual three. From this point, it can also be guessed that the quality of this batch of Shikou equipped by our army has reached the peak of the times.

Thousands of stone passes are working at the same time, and the view from the cliff is spectacular.

Only then did I understand that the 100,000 archers of our army were desperate to charge forward and break through to the position of the Yellow Turban archers, in order to entangle the 400,000 Yellow Turban troops so that they could not retreat from the attack at Shikou. The precursor of the previous 100,000 infantry was to lure the enemy and attract the enemy's 400,000 troops into the strike range of Shikou.

Now that Shikou's attack distance has reached its limit, the lethality is naturally not within the normal range. So its lethal effect has been greatly reduced. At this time, the archers of our army on the battlefield of the front army were almost lost. Although the Yellow Turban Army was attacked by Shikou, there were still about 300,000 soldiers fighting. It seems that they are entangled in the archers, and they really can't get out.

The sky was still whistling. Everywhere, mutilated limbs were shaken to the air by the huge impact of the boulder, and the situation was terrifying. Due to the distance, it is not possible to see the blood splattered. However, the entire center of the battlefield has become crimson.

A roar full of anger came from the position of 100,000 of our infantry who had stopped a hundred paces from the battlefield of the front army.

"Attack!"

100,000 infantry launched the fastest charge of the infantry, not afraid of falling rocks in front of them. This kind of high fighting momentum that knew that it was death but regarded death as if it were home, made the Yellow Turban Army feel afraid in the fierce battle. Because their momentum was completely suppressed, the loudest sound in the entire front army battlefield was already the sound of 100,000 infantry rushing and killing.

100,000 infantry rolled forward like a blue carpet. The dazzling yellow color gradually thins and fades. Finally, together with the cyan, under the attack of thousands of stone mouths, they disappeared without a trace, and all turned red.

Our army's attack on Shikou suddenly stopped, and only the rumbling of war drums filled the entire battlefield.

The extremely noisy battlefield of the former army was full of corpses and bones, and it had lost the slightest bit of life, and had become a grave of 600,000 troops.