Fifty-seven Battle of the Yellow Turban Blood Kills the Giant Deer V
After hearing the order, all the troops had no choice but to see that their general was riding back and forth, and indeed he was fine, so he tried to move forward again, but they were all like chickens after being frightened, and their majestic and fierce aura was gone.
After paying the price of hundreds of people, they finally passed through all the trap areas, but the soldiers were still uneasy. Who knows if there are traps ahead? The big steps were replaced by small steps, and everyone was like a frightened bird. There was still a little momentum.
There was no uproar and shouting anymore, and the tens of thousands of people fell into an eerie silence.
The sound of war drums sounded, and the Yellow Turban Army looked around blankly.
After the three drums were played, a group of people appeared on the left and right. Wen Chou laughed wildly: "You little thieves, grandpa has been treating you for a long time! Kill!"
Yan Liang had also been depressed for a long time, and shouted loudly: "You have accomplished meritorious service by killing the thief, today, kill him!"
Wow...
The two sides gathered together, and Ye Feng and others also turned around and came back, shouting: "The thieves have been defeated in a short time, and a man should be famous on the battlefield. The body wrapped in horse leather has been returned. The thieves will take their lives!"
The hearts of the yellow scarf soldiers rose to their throats when they remembered the sound of the drum. Now the two sides were surrounded. Zhao Yun and Ye Feng, the butcher, turned around again, and some of them immediately turned around and ran away. The general couldn't stop holding him down, and his legs were broken.
If you are weak, let alone the soldiers.
Pei Yuanshao wanted to cry but had no tears. Just now, the soldiers in his headquarters were so powerful. Even if the enemy's army was waiting for work, five to one, they would definitely be able to fight and leave the enemy behind. But now, all the infantry are panicked.
How can we defeat him?
Most of the officers and generals of the Yellow Turban Army were originally mountain bandits. Seeing the panic of the soldiers, they knew that the crisis was extremely serious. They all shouted: "Once you are defeated, show your back to the enemy, and death is only in front of you. The enemy has few soldiers, so fight with all your strength to kill the enemy."
, is the only way to survive! If you don't come forward, all those who escape will be killed!" He swung his sword and chopped down a few of the escapees. He stabilized his position slightly and defended together.
Yan Liang and Wen Chou's troops were strong and launched a bombardment. The two armies fought in one place!
Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, roars and hisses are endless, killing white light bursts out from time to time, stumps and heads are flying, and blood rains all over the sky...
On the battlefield, everyone only cares about fighting. Blinded by blood, only by knocking down the enemy in front of them can they continue to survive. Soldiers who are used to seeing life and death have turned into wolves, even more ferocious than wolves!
Even if you fall down with a knife, you still have to swing out the knife in your hand, thrust out the gun in your hand, and you have to hold your back on the battlefield. If the knife is rolled up, the gun is broken, or the leg is broken, then use your mouth to pounce on the enemy and bite him.
throat...
Especially for seriously injured soldiers, being seriously injured on the battlefield is almost equivalent to being declared dead. Everyone is fighting for their lives, which is extremely cruel.
Ye Feng's troops were better. Elites are elites. The assault formation was not chaotic at all. They started as a team, but were later dispersed as a team. They charged forward bravely and were protected by robes on both sides. A horse fell down.
Someone filled the vacancy, and the casualties were within an acceptable range.
The Yellow Turban Army had the numerical advantage, but was thrown out of formation by the conflict. Before they could feel happy after they cut down an enemy, a transparent hole appeared on their chest...and then their head flew up. The eyes of the head that had just left the body were still full of shock.
It's unbelievable. I just chopped off the enemy and immediately followed suit...
There were countless casualties, and their flesh and blood turned into mud...
Ye Feng didn't expect the enemy's resistance to be so fierce. In the past, the enemy's troops had already scattered and fled, but now they were both attacking and defending. The battle was stalemate, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Fight!
After a battle, I am afraid that the losses will be huge, so I have no choice but to fight hard. Killing one more will reduce the pressure on your own soldiers.
Although the halberd was also made of iron, it had already deformed after being violently slashed and parried. Ye Feng simply threw it to the soldiers and pulled out the Xuan Ying to slash randomly. With the power of Xuan Ying, there was no need to use any moves at all. The sword shadow passed by like a piece of grass.
, the weapons and armor are all broken by the sword. It is better to have a good long weapon, one inch longer and one inch stronger. Although Xuanying is sharp, it is not suitable for this kind of legionary melee. It is too short...
An hour passed in a blink of an eye. Although Ye Feng had the advantage, he could only hold on to the stalemate. There were more than 3,000 casualties among the soldiers. Ye Feng's heart was bleeding. My soldiers, my money, this is all my money.
ah!
It was more than enough to sell it to Potian to pay off the debt. Now it has been turned into flesh. Looking at the blood rain in the sky is like watching his own money turn into ashes. Ye Feng is going crazy!
Pei Yuanshao, your uncle’s wasteful thing! I’m not done with you anymore! I looked up and saw Pei Yuanshao rushing around with his strength to help. I wanted to kill him immediately. Fortunately, Ye Feng retained a trace of clarity and shouted: "Zilong, go and capture the leader of the thieves, Pei Yuanshao."
Come over here!"
Zhao Yun responded, "Brother, be careful! I will come back as soon as I leave!"
A jade lion struck at night, like a long dragon emerging from the water, shooting towards Pei Yuanshao.
General Pei has always avoided meeting Zhao Yun. That Zhao Yun is so damn scary! He is simply not human! He avoids Zhao Yun and leads the cavalry team to rescue him. He only hopes that he can survive until Brother Zhou Cang leads the troops to rescue him.
Zheng Huan, who was fighting and killing, suddenly felt a chill on his back. Pei Yuanshao's hair stood on end, murderous! A master was coming! Zhao Yun's face immediately appeared in his mind. This was something he couldn't bear, and he didn't want to indulge it.
The horse ran away.
Zhao Yun rode quickly and rushed forward in the blink of an eye. When he saw that Pei Yuanshao was just running away with his sword, he reached out and grabbed Pei Yuanshao's armor silk ribbon. With one arm, he grabbed it and pinned it in front of the horse.
The soldiers were dumbfounded. There was a small-scale truce. They stared blankly at the majestic Zhao Yun on horseback. The leader was instantly captured alive. How could we resist?
After a moment of silence, the soldiers of the headquarters shouted loudly: "General Zhao captured the leader of the thief alive. General Zhao is mighty!"
"General Zhao is mighty!"
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Zhao Yunduan sat on his horse and shouted: "I have captured the leader of the thief alive. Anyone who surrenders will avoid death!"
The soldiers followed and shouted: The leader of the thieves has been captured, and those who surrender will avoid death!
Those who surrender will avoid death......
The morale of the Yellow Turban Army was low. There was a cry and the weapon fell to the ground. One soldier abandoned his weapon and surrendered. Everyone has a herd mentality. One person surrendered and everyone followed suit. There was a clang... Hundreds of people nearby surrendered.
Ye Feng saw it clearly. Instead of being happy, he blamed himself. Catch the thief first, capture the king! How could he forget such an ancient saying?
A single spark can start a prairie fire, and the word spreads everywhere that those who surrender will avoid death. From time to time, the Yellow Turban soldiers abandon their weapons and bow their heads in obeisance. Seeing that the reinforcements have not arrived, the other generals of the Yellow Turban army, unable to save their lives, let out a long sigh, and led the nearby soldiers to break through the encirclement.
Ye Feng led his men to pursue him to the enemy's reinforcements. The commander of the enemy's reinforcements heard that General Pei had been captured in a disagreement and was too afraid to pursue him.
Ye Feng and others retreated calmly. After reorganizing their troops, four to five thousand people were killed or injured, and more than 3,000 people left the battlefield forever. More than 12,000 people were captured, and the prisoners were escorted back to Guangping for further treatment.
Halfway through the journey, I saw Po Tian Yi Arrow leading the players with no less than ten thousand people coming in force. When Po Tian saw Ye Feng retreating, he rode his horse forward and said, "Brother Ye, you don't call yourself brother when you have good deeds."
