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Chapter 368 Guan Yu cuts through the yellow turban

Guan Yu didn't take Wu Da seriously at all. He didn't stop after beheading him. He waved his Yanyue Sword and stepped directly into the Yellow Turban Army. A thousand Qingqi followed Guan Yu and charged together.

Guan Yu directly turned on the God of War mode, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword also turned into a magic knife from hell. The Yellow Turban soldiers were cut in half at every turn, horizontally, vertically, diagonally, and all kinds of cuts.

A bloody road made of corpses and broken arms spread under his horse, leading a thousand bloody cavalry to break through the Yellow Turban defense and enter the archers.

"Disperse, kill quickly."

Guan Yu gave an order, and a thousand cavalry dispersed into groups, divided into two hundred groups of five, like hungry wolves in the Yellow Turban Army.

"Commander, Marshal Wu was beheaded with a single blow, and his five thousand yellow scarves were penetrated. Now the archers are in chaos."

The news coming from behind made Qu Lin frown.

"Send 10,000 troops to the rear, and be sure to kill those flea cavalry for me."

"I go."

Peng Yu, the handsome young man, did not hesitate, spurred his horse and rushed behind him.

Qu Lin had nearly 50,000 troops under his command, including nearly 10,000 archers. The number of casualties before the battle now exceeded 4,000. Guan Yu defeated 5,000. After returning 10,000 troops, he only had less than 10,000 usable troops left.

Twenty thousand people.

Facing Guan Yu's 20,000 soldiers and horses, it was impossible for 20,000 people to resist. From the very beginning of the battle line, they had been pressed to a place only a few dozen meters away from him.

"Join forces."

Seeing the Yellow Turbans dividing their troops, Guan Yu did not hesitate and directly called out to his cavalry.

A thousand cavalry immediately gave up their enemies and gathered under Guan Yu's command from all directions.

"rush ahead."

Guan Yu acted as the arrowhead, and a thousand cavalrymen served as the shaft. Like a sharp arrow, it pierced directly into the Yellow Turban Army led by Peng Yu.

"kill."

Peng Yu knew that there was no need to delay, so he rushed towards Guan Yu without caring about other horses. Everyone knows that to capture the thief, capture the king first.

There is always a gap between ideals and reality. As soon as Peng Yu's spear thrust out, he saw Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue Sword with a flash of light, splitting him and his horse in half.

"kill."

The most demoralizing thing in war is when the general is killed by the formation. Without the backbone of the army, even the most elite troops will become soft-legged shrimps. This is also the true origin of shooting men first and horses first, and capturing thieves first and capturing the king.

After Peng Yu died, the 10,000 Yellow Turbans he brought with him also became panic-stricken. They were unable to withstand the sudden attack of Guan Yu and his elite cavalry. Just like Wu Da's men, they were all burned out with one blow.

More than 10,000 people turned into flies and fled in all directions.

"Ignore those defeated troops and continue to attack the Yellow Turban main formation."

Now that the war has brightened up, the archers are no longer a concern. The Yellow Turbans who came to rescue them have also been scattered by more than 10,000 people. Now that the Yellow Turbans have lost their initial advantage, it is time to capture the thieves first and capture the king first.

"promise."

Guan Yu once again transformed into the God of War and led his fine cavalry straight towards Qu Lin's main formation.

"Xiao Shuai, it's not good. Peng Yu was killed by the formation. Ten thousand Yellow Turbans were scattered. They are now attacking us."

The scout knelt down in front of Qu Lin with his face covered in blood and told him about the subsequent battle situation.

"What?"

This time Xiao Shuai Qu Lin was really shocked.

"Xiao Shuai, the situation is over, the best option is to take action."

Qu Lin's guard chief came to him and told him his thoughts.

"The situation is over? Does this mean the situation is over?"

Qu Lin's heart was full of bitterness. It was quite ironic that he beat 20,000 people against 40,000 to 50,000 people and ended up like this.

"Xiao Shuai, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Hearing the screams from behind, the guard became extremely anxious.

"Hey, the situation is over, let's go."

At this moment, Qu Lin no longer had the ambition he had when he came, only filled with loneliness and fear.

"Escort the young handsome man and withdraw."

Qu Lin had a cavalry bodyguard of 20 people in his hands, which came in handy this time. They protected Qu Lin in the middle, looked in one direction, and rushed over on horseback.

As soon as Qu Lin ran away, the entire Yellow Turban exploded instantly, and his will to fight instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Those who surrender live, those who resist die."

"Those who surrender live, those who resist die."

"Those who surrender live, those who resist die."

The captain in charge of the battle now also felt the change in the mentality of the Yellow Turban Army, and directly shouted for them to surrender.

"The handsome guy has run away, why are you trying to fight? I surrender."

"That shit, fuck, it's down."

"I'm trying my best. He ran away first. Why don't you surrender?"

Huang Jin's chest was full of anger, and at the same time, his heart was full of despair. If he didn't surrender now, how long would it take?

One by one, the yellow scarves dropped the steel knives in their hands and half-knelt on the ground to surrender to Guan Yu's army in front of them.

"Second General, the overall situation has been decided, the Yellow Turbans have surrendered."

The cavalry captain leaned in front of Guan Yu and pointed excitedly at the yellow scarves who were kneeling in surrender.

"Why are you excited? The surrender of the Yellow Turbans is just expected. You lead the cavalry around and capture all the Yellow Turbans that have escaped."

After Guan Yu finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and chased Qu Lin in the right direction.

"General, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Guan Yu go away, the cavalry commander couldn't help but be startled.

"Just chasing the thief."

Guan Yu's war horse was a good horse that Liu Bei spent a lot of money to buy for him. In a short time, he caught up with the fleeing Qu Lin people.

"Thief, why don't you dismount your horse and surrender quickly?"

Guan Yu's voice traveled through space and directly bombarded Qu Lin's ears.

"Block him."

Qu Lin was already in despair. Why did Guan Yu, the lost god, come after him? Aren't tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers more attractive than a defeated commander like himself?

The ten personal guards did not hesitate and rode back to stop Guan Yu.

"Kill the stubborn ones."

Guan Yu's eyes burst with blood, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was not unreasonable at all. He killed all the cavalry who intercepted him with slashes and slashes. Without any delay, he continued to pursue Qu Lin.

"Kill the rest of you with me."

When the guard commander saw Guan Yu rushing over again, he brought the remaining ten cavalry to kill Guan Yu with a swipe of his face.

"kill."

Guan Yu is still like that, he will never show mercy to his enemies.

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword flashed with light, and all the yellow scarf cavalrymen who rushed towards him were beheaded.

"ah."

The moment the captain of the guard spotted Guan Yu raising his sword, he jumped up and pounced towards Guan Yu.

"puff."

Guan Yu's sword was always good at killing people. As soon as the sword floated past, the guard commander was cut into two pieces directly in the air.

"Xiao Shuai, let's go quickly."

The captain's mouth opened and closed in the air twice without making any sound at all, but Qu Lin knew that he must be telling himself to leave quickly.

After a little delay this time, Qu Lin and Guan Yu had already distanced themselves.

"Thief officers and soldiers, I, Qu Lin, will make you pay with blood."


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