The iron cavalry rushed up and the head was broken on the chest of the war horse.

Thousands of cavalry that slashed the waves into the crowd were caught off guard by the main Yellow Turban forces in the sea of ​​people. In terms of the number of people, more than 100,000 people were wrapped around the outside world, and the main force in the center was more than tens of thousands, which was more than the other. As long as these hungry bodies were driven down the battle formation ahead, no one in Yanzhou could stop them.

When he made such a strategy, or the method that has been used to this day, he suddenly lost his power as the iron cavalry rushed forward. Bu Yi, as the general and military advisor of this Yellow Turban, was very upset at this moment and kept issuing orders to stop the iron cavalry.

However, when I saw the terror of the iron cavalry and the thousands of cavalry behind me with this huge impact force crushing over, Bu Yi, who was giving the order, almost clenched his teeth, his scalp tightened, and he murmured: "Your mother..." Then, he waved his arms and shouted: "Don't retreat! No retreat! Immediately block them! If anyone runs away, I will kill him! Kill his whole family."

Holding a simple shield and without armor, the Yellow Turban infantry was urged to squeeze onto the front line. The soldiers supervising the battle in the crowd chopped the people shaking and walking nearby to the ground. In a moment, a clearing of an open space was pierced by wooden shields. The Yellow Turban soldiers' eyes were bloodshot and gritted their teeth. As the sound of horse hooves approached, many people closed their eyes in fear, and their bare dirty feet were struggling to sink into the soil.

The horse's hooves came deafeningly.

“Wow”

Someone screamed heart-wrenchingly. In a blink of an eye, when the horse's hooves stepped in front of the wooden shield, the burly figure in the body of the horse's armor waved the tiger's mouth knife and slashed with all his strength. There was a loud bang, and the wood chips splattered everywhere. In the wooden slag, thick plasma pounced on the dark iron armor. The war horse was about to go.

Boom boom boom boom boom

The heavy cavalry was like a sharp edge, rows of wooden shields held on for only one breath, then lifted the sky, or pushed the shields away with people. The Yellow Turban soldiers crowded behind stabbed the sword and gun, and hit the iron armor that made a bang sound.

After a moment, the cavalry spread like anger, pushing forward at high speed without decreasing momentum. The ripples of flesh and blood spread out. The human body rolled and torn under the iron hooves before it could make a sound. The sticky plasma kept falling and splashing again. The bodies of countless people were crushed without any obstacles as if they had no bones.

Bu Ji was still ordering people to organize his hands to stop the cavalry. A huge blood-colored gully plowed out of the field at dusk, and the cavalry was expanding and rushed towards the flag. When the figures fell down like harvested wheat straw, someone knelt down in fear and threw away his weapon: "We are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender..."

This voice continued. A man like a general in the Yellow Turban Army rode on a horse and shouted to the soldiers kneeling on the ground: "Get up...will the officers and soldiers let you go, let me kill you..."

Blood splattered from the back, and the shouting sound came to an abrupt end. Another Yellow Turban General, the man who called Bian Xi, put down his knife: "Huanglong has been killed by me, and I want to stop suffering from displaced, let me turn my back!"

The shouts of killing spread among the Yellow Turban Army, and then the rebels crashed into the original formation. The soldiers of the central army resisted for a while, and gradually began to turn around and escape, and were killed by the chased supervisor team. However, in a moment, the cavalry came less than twenty feet away, and more and more people fled.

The formation of nearly 10,000 people began to fall apart in an instant. Some people wanted to resist, but in the blink of an eye, they were caught under the horse's hooves. Bu Ji had red eyes and stared at Bian Xi who was suddenly rebelling. He roared with a "ah" roar, and then turned around and fled eastward like a madman, probably to return to Qingzhou.

"The thief army is in chaos, kill"

Xiahou Yuan in the north, Xiahou Dun in the south, Cao Ren, Li Dian and others in the west were also in chaos, and they launched a counterattack appropriately. Apart from the tens of thousands of people in the Yellow Turban formation, the other Yellow Turban people on the outside had already stopped when the back formation was in chaos. The vast crowd was crowded for a moment, and then turned backwards, like the sea water rolling back, and began to flee wildly.

There were running figures everywhere, and the entire battlefield became even more chaotic. Cao Ren and others were chasing him just expelled the sea of ​​people. He rode his horse in front, asking the guards on the left and right to shout together: "If you turn around and leave, you will not kill them. There is still a way out when you go back. If you force yourself to go to Yanzhou, you will be killed without mercy."

The night fell soon after.

Gongsun Zhi looked at the crowd leaving like a tide, and the soldiers of Yanzhou chased and drove them out in the rear. He was a little confused about Cao Cao's actions, and of course he didn't need to understand that the war in Yanzhou basically laid the victory this afternoon.

On the battlefield of more than 200,000 people, only 20,000 or 30,000 soldiers in the spots of fire were chasing each other and running on the black field. Then they went away and could not see them.

Not long after that, Gongsun Zhi gathered his team and asked the heavy cavalry to take off his heavy armor and go to visit Cao Cao on the hillside. This was the first time he saw the hero who was often mentioned in later generations. The horse's hooves went up the hillside, then dismounted and walked over. When the guards stopped him, they were shouted back by a voice.

"You are leaving"

Under the big flag waving in the night wind, the figure strode over. It is not tall, but strong, and each step is steady and imposing. Recently, Cao Cao's round face, a circle of thick beards connected to his ears. He was grinning, waving his left and right, and waved to Gongsun Zhi: "No need to see outside, no need to see outside... Come! Go back with me, and leave this matter to the people below."

"Then we?" Gongsun Zhi looked at the familiar Cao Cao with some surprise, and was a little uncomfortable.

"Of course we go back to drink..." Cao Cao patted his shoulder, held his horse from his personal guard, and flipped onto the horse's back: "...wash you!"

This Cao Cao is really... strange.

Gongsun Zhi bowed his hand and smiled. On the opposite horse's back, Cao Cao naturally smiled and waved his whip: "Let's go back with me and see if the white wolf who killed countless people are brave enough!"

I thought to myself that he was a strange person, but it didn't seem strange now, but it was completely different from ordinary people. Gongsun Zhi also got on the war horse and followed Cao Cao to the military camp in Juye.

The team crossed the black road.

Outside the camp where the Cao flag was floating, Hua Xiong rode a horse and looked at it sideways, and whispered: "Chief, be careful that Cao Cao is cheating, wait for a few more brothers to accompany you later."

"Don't worry, leader, as long as there is a strange noise inside, thousands of brothers will give him one in and out." Pan Feng gestured.

Gongsun Zhi nodded, "Zilong, Hua Xiong followed me in, led the way, stationed outside Yan Rou Camp, and never left his sword, and no one took off his armor."

Everyone responded, and then they each took their subordinates to make a vague arrangement. After the arrangement was made roughly, Gongsun Zhi led only dozens of people, Zhao Yun and Hua Xiong into the military camp.

Perhaps the army is still outside, and there are not many soldiers in the camp. If there are really ambushing troops, he can escape unscathed. He is suspicious because Cao Cao's eagerness to be respectful to the wise and humble, and he feels absurd. No matter how eager he is to seek talent, he will not do this for himself...

The middle commander's tent, Cao Chun had cleaned and sorted it out, and stood there and reached out to lift the curtain: "Chief, the clan brother is waiting inside, he is the only one, don't worry, there will be no outsiders."

The implication is that he doesn't need to bring people in.

Gongsun Zhi nodded and looked inside. There was only Cao Cao in the big tent. There were no dishes, wine and drinks in the middle, but were placed on the left and right sides. He nodded to the two behind him, letting Zhao and Hua stay outside, and then walked in alone.

"Come!" In the candlelight, Cao Cao poured the wine and put it on the opposite table, turned around and sat down on the other side, reached out and asked: "Captain Gongsun, please sit down. In front of the Shui Pass that day, the heroic posture was still in front of you."

Opposite, the cloak was raised, Gongsun Zhi sat down with a big golden sword, reached out to drink the wine in one gulp, staring at the other party with cold eyes, grinning and showing his teeth: "... Since Mr. Cao knew that I killed countless people, I was afraid that you and I would be alone, would you suddenly kill you?!"
Chapter completed!