"Congratulations, General!" all the generals said in unison.
…
There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from far away, and a scout rushed into the big tent with a dusty look.
Zuo Aoran scolded: "You are so presumptuous that you broke into the big tent without being notified~~~"
The scout didn't care to listen to Zuo Aoran's lesson, and said quickly: "The fire in the direction of Changshe was soaring into the sky. General Huangfu attacked with fire, killing the yellow scarf thieves in chaos. On the way back, the villain saw that General Zhu Jun's troops were already heading towards Changshe. It's over." The scout's words seemed to be telling Zuo Aoran: If you don't set off, you won't be able to get the credit.
Zuo Aoran started to fight with a cry, and thought to himself: "General Huangfu, you are finally willing to set this fire, but I, Zuo Aoran, am impatient to wait!" His eyes focused, and he said loudly: "Send the order to the entire army. Go to Changshe immediately."
Tian Feng quickly stopped him and said, "My lord, wait a minute!"
Zuo Aoran couldn't wait any longer. What he was waiting for was Huangfu Chong's fire in Changshe. How could it be slowed down? While he ordered someone to put on armor for him, he said: "Mr. Yuan Hao, if you have anything to say, please let me know." Say it quickly, soldiers are valuable and quick."
Tian Feng pointed to the sheepskin map beside him and said: "Please look, my lord, to the north of Changsha is Sili, General Huangfu is to the east, and Zhu Jun is to the south, so the Yellow Turban thieves can only flee to the west." Zuo Aoran looked at the map for a while. , then nodded and said: "Our army only needs to wander along the Suishui River and attack the bandit soldiers who are halfway across the river."
The Suishui River is not a very deep river. Although it is only as deep as the chest, because it is the rainy season, the water flow is very fast at this time. Zuo Aoran rode his horse to the river to check the water flow, and then looked at it from a distance. When we got to the direction of Changsha, we could see the firelight there turning the night sky blood red, and we could still vaguely hear the noise of people and horses braying.
Zuo Aoran turned around and returned to the camp, loudly shouting: "Fifth brother (Murong Ping) obeys the order!"
"Here!" Murong Ping stepped forward and responded.
"Lead the troops and horses of the Divine Archer Battalion of our headquarters to ambush west of the Suishui River and wait for the Yellow Turban bandits to be defeated and attack them halfway across the river." Zuo Aoran said.
"Yes!" Murong Ping took the order and left.
Zuo Aoran said loudly again: "Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Xu Chu listen to your orders!"
"Yes!" The three of them took a step forward and responded in unison.
"Seeing the chaos among the Yellow Turban bandits, we led the troops from the Xiaoqi Camp and the Feiqi Camp to fight out of the dense forest!" Zuo Aoran said.
"Yes." The three of them responded in unison.
"Lei Xu will lead the Taiping Battalion to guard the camp, and the other generals will follow me and lead the Hammer Battalion to personally supervise the battle!" He then said to Liu Bei on the side: "Brother, please follow me to supervise the battle!"
"That's what I meant!" Liu Bei said.
…
Murong Ping led the 4,500-strong Sharpshooter Battalion soldiers and horses to lie down on the grassy beach, all in ambush in the grass, each holding a bow and arrow, holding their breath and concentrating.
At 11:00 a.m., the noise began to gradually become clearer. The messy footsteps were mixed with the wails of the injured and the panicked shouts of women and children. Under the moonlight, the burned-out yellow scarfs saw the water as if they were drowning. Like a life-saving straw, he sucked milk with all his strength and ran towards Gushui.
Just hearing the sound of "dang~dang~dang~", the sharpshooters from the sharpshooting battalion ambushing on the west bank of Gongshui immediately fired their crossbows.
"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~"
"Take~take~take~take~"
"~Puff~Puff~Puff~"
The sudden barbed wolf fang arrows made the already defeated Yellow Turban bandit army even more confused. The ones running at the front were hit by the wolf fang arrows and fell into the Suishui River. Those who ran a little slower knew that There was an ambush in front, but they were still reluctantly pushed into the river by the people and horses coming from behind.
For a moment, the Suishui River looked like boiled dumplings. Those who were lucky enough not to be hit by the spike arrows were paddling hard, and those who were injured by the arrows were also struggling to die. All kinds of screams and wails gathered together.
, like the symphony played by the god of death, it can be said to be: "Ghosts cry and wolves howl!"
Suddenly, the Yellow Turban rebels shouted: "The officers and soldiers are coming! Run for your lives!" Following this shout, the Yellow Turban rebels began to rush toward Suishui without thinking. Because there were a large number of corpses floating on the river.
, the speed of the Yellow Turban thieves crossing the river was greatly affected. After being blocked in this way, more Yellow Turban thieves were shot to death in the river.
Driven by the instinct of survival, the Yellow Turban rebels began to go crazy. The people in front were trampled and sank to the bottom of the river. They stabbed at the water with spears. The people behind started to chop and kill with swords in a chaotic manner.
The person in front of him was later killed because he blocked the escape route of the person behind him.
The Suishui River suddenly turned into a river of blood. Murong Ping was drawing the Sun and Moon Bow of Heaven and Earth (a magic weapon gifted by Zuo Aoran) but he didn't release an arrow for a long time. The thick smell of blood stimulated Murong Ping's sense of smell. He
The wings of his nose trembled slightly.
"One general's success will lead to ten thousand bones!" Zuo Aoran still released an arrow with his fingers. He saw with his own eyes that his wolf-fang arrow shot into the eyes of a yellow scarf soldier, and then came out through the brain, and red blood and
White brain matter splashed onto the face of a woman holding an infant next to her. The woman screamed and fell to the ground, and was then ruthlessly trampled underfoot by the fleeing crowd. In the blink of an eye, only the woman and the infant in her arms were left.
Next is a pile of minced meat and a few pieces of cloth.
Murong Ping raised the Heaven and Earth Sun and Moon Bow again, and held a wolf-fang arrow in his other hand but could not take it out from the arrow pot. With a "pop!" sound, a big hand patted Murong Ping's shoulder heavily.
"Fifth brother, why are you so stunned? There will definitely be no high-level Yellow Turban leader here, so there's no need to look any further!" Zhang Xu said.
After hearing this, Murong Ping showed a smile. Then he picked up two wolf fang arrows in his hand, took aim and shot them out. Two yellow scarves immediately fell down in response. He couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Second brother
This bow is such a good bow!"
The battle at this moment can no longer be called a battle, but a unilateral massacre by the official army against the Yellow Turban Army. The corpses blocked the Suishui River. The Yellow Turban Army used the corpses to fill a road on the Suishui River. The Yellow Turban bandits of the brigade were
Running past the corpses of his companions, a big yellow turban leader wearing a miter and a yellow robe appeared in the sight of Murong Ping and Zhang Xu, surrounded by a group of yellow turban guards and smaller leaders.
"Du~du~du~"
The cavalry battalion's attack horn sounded, Zhang Xu patted Murong Ping again and said: "Fifth brother, this credit belongs to you. If I don't want to compete with you, I will temporarily take over the task of archery target for you, but you have to
Invite brother to drink!"
"Okay!" Murong Ping agreed, and then he came to his horse and quietly pulled the piece of cloth exposed on the right side of the saddle, and a mounting ring appeared unnoticed. The double-sided stirrups and the high bridge saddle
Two landmark inventions for the cavalry. Zuo Aoran is still planning to be selfish and keep it a secret from everyone for the rest of his life until the day he is found out.
Yan Liang lifted up the thick-backed cast iron sword in his hand and waved it forward fiercely. The cavalrymen from the Xiaoqi Battalion and the Flying Cavalry Battalion, who had already been ready to go, clamped their feet on the horse's belly, raising a cloud of dust as Yan Liang left the string.
Killing the defeated yellow turban thieves like arrows.
