But this group of Yellow Turban thieves is obviously very different from other Yellow Turban thieves. The weapons in the hands of these Yellow Turban soldiers are very different from the weapons in the hands of other Yellow Turban soldiers. They are obviously a higher level. The weapons in their hands are bamboo guns.
, cut the bamboo into pieces and sharpen one end into a sharp shape. Its lethality far exceeds that of a fire stick.
These yellow turban soldiers fearlessly collided with the yellow turban army's big shield, causing their heads to bleed and howl in agony. However, they still continued the deadly collision. In front of the red turban army's big shield,
No one knows how many corpses of Yellow Turban soldiers have fallen.
However, the athletes of the Zuo family were still under the command of Zuo Aoran, and they uniformly poked out their stabbing spears from under the gaps in the shield. The spears were like the poles of the candied haws. Every time they poked out, they would penetrate all four sides.
, the bodies of five yellow turban thieves.
Under Zuo Aoran's slogan, the athletes of the Zuo family bumped forward with their big shields, and then thrust their spears out from the gaps in the shields. Then Zuo Aoran roared again, and the shields bumped forward again.
, knocking away the body of the dead Yellow Turban thief, stepping on the body on the ground, and protruding the spear again, repeating the same action like a robot.
The athletes from the Zuo family after the third row used their stabbing spears to stab those yellow scarf thieves who fell to the ground but were not dead, allowing them to rest in eternal rest and go to the paradise they longed for.
A few rows further back, the athletes from the Zuo family also held spears in their hands and stabbed the corpses lying on the ground one by one to prevent any Yellow Turban thieves pretending to be dead. The Red Turban Army in the third team
But it seemed a bit monotonous, just repeating one action, bending the bow and nocking the arrow - shoot!
Some smart Yellow Turban soldiers thought they had seen the Yellow Turban Army's flaw, and shouted: "Let's jump over! As long as we cross over, there is nothing they can do!" Following his roar, there were actually a few Yellow Turban Army thieves.
Believe what he said, and jump up together with him, trying to jump over the big shield of the Red Scarf Army.
But their wishful thinking did not work. What waited for them behind the big shield was not the merits of upgrading to sword and shield soldiers, but sharp and terrifying spears. Just as a few of them, the Yellow Turban Thieves, were
When I was overjoyed that I had crossed the big shield (it was above the big shield and had not yet landed), suddenly several spears appeared in front of them. The spears pierced into their bodies with lightning speed, and each spear stabbed them.
The spear pierced his chest, a stabbing spear pierced his ribs, and a stabbing spear pierced his thigh. The yellow turban bandit's eyes became cloudy, his strength was disappearing, and his breathing became increasingly difficult.
, he let out the last loud roar in his life, and as the roar stopped, his life also passed away.
There was reluctance, disbelief, and courage in his roar...
Of the two thousand yellow turban soldiers, in the blink of an eye, less than 300 were left. The yellow turban soldiers were so frightened that they no longer dared to come within one shot of the red turban army's shield and began to retreat.
, they are timid!
But the three hundred spearmen and four hundred sword and shield soldiers behind them didn't know that these miscellaneous soldiers were timid. The spearmen still lowered their spears forward, and the sword and shield soldiers still raised their steel swords and charged forward. Although the spearmen and sword and shield soldiers still held their swords high, they charged forward.
The soldiers suffered considerable damage from the indiscriminate shooting of the Red Turban Army, but they continued to charge.
Because they know that the vigor of the official army has been greatly reduced, not only the vigor is greatly reduced, but also there will be heavy casualties. Because these Yellow Turbans are all Yellow Turban rebels who have been on the battlefield and experienced many battles, so their equipment
Well, they are murderous and have a lot of experience, so they have the courage to charge.
The battles they had experienced in the past were all the same as what they were thinking now. The Yellow Turban soldiers worked hard in the front, while they picked up what was ready at the back. To use a current saying: "The Yellow Turban soldiers are like cannon fodder at the forefront."
!" The cannon fodder is almost dead, and it's their turn to step forward to pick up the fruits of victory!
So they rushed forward with all their strength, regardless of the arrows falling from the sky, or the life or death of the yellow turban soldiers blocking the way, they just kept rushing forward, earning a lot of military exploits and gold cakes.
, that’s ten gold for an officer and soldier!
Zuo Aoran thrust his spear high and raised his hand: "Retreat sixty steps and re-form!" Zuo Aoran gave the order, and the third team stopped shooting bows and arrows, put the arrows on the strings, and quickly retreated to press the formation. The first team and the second team were red.
The scarf army retreated quickly. When they retreated sixty steps, everyone was surprised to find that the place where they were standing was the first place in formation. Everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in their hearts.
Regardless of the life and death of the Yellow Turban soldiers, the Yellow Turban Spearmen and Sword and Shield Soldiers charged and killed them all the way. The screams were endless. The Yellow Turban Soldiers who survived had many casualties, less than a hundred people. When the Golden Lancers and Sword and Shield Soldiers arrived,
When they came to the front of the miscellaneous soldiers, they were confused, dumbfounded, and stunned...
In front of me are corpses lying on the ground, which are the corpses of yellow turban soldiers. There is no official soldier in red among the corpses. They are all yellow turban soldiers with their heads wrapped in yellow turbans and wearing yellow clothes. This is
What kind of combat power, what kind of army this is, they were stunned on the spot!
Zhang Baiqi, who was riding on the horse, was also dumbfounded. What kind of army was this? They were all iron men. They could not be cut to death or stabbed to death! Couldn't one of three thousand people be injured? They were just a group of three soldiers.
An army of hundreds of people...
Zhang Baiqi fell into disbelief. He didn't know which yellow turban leader shouted: "Fire the arrow!"
None of the Yellow Turbans archers were shocked by the scene in front of them. Originally, only Zhang Baiqi could obey this order. Now when they heard someone shouting to shoot arrows, they no longer cared whether it was Zhang Baiqi's order or not. They only had one thought in their minds.
, that means shoot! Shoot them to death! Shoot these devils to death!
Opening the bow, stretching the string, pointing the arrow into the sky, tearing the hands, the whole set of actions is done in one go.
"Hey~~"
"Hey~~"
"Hey~~"
In an instant, thousands of sharp wolf-toothed feather arrows shot through the air, making a shrill scream in the air, passing through the sky, flying over the heads of the three hundred Red Turban Army, and then carrying with them cold murderous raindrops.
Like pouring down.
"Hide!" Zuo Aoran yelled, then raised the shield and hid his body under the shield to avoid the arrows.
The three hundred Red Scarf Army members are already very familiar with this word and this action. They practice hiding thousands of times every day. How can everyone not be familiar with it? At first, everyone thought it was redundant, because everyone thought that on the battlefield
A real good man is only one who rushes to kill. Why practice the skill of swinging and dodging swords? But now they know that their sweat has not been in vain, and their suffering has not been in vain. This avoidance has really come in handy, not only
Used it, and saved his own life!
Three thousand archers fired three volleys, which were nine thousand spiked arrows. Like a black cloud, it first shrouded the heads of the three hundred Red Scarf Army, and then it was like a downpour. Not a single drop was blocked, all of them were
It poured on the big shield of the three hundred Red Turban Army!
