Outside Guangzong City, there is a vast wilderness.
The two armies faced each other silently, with flags blowing in the wind and spears and halberds like a forest.
On one side are eight thousand yellow turban warriors arrayed with their backs against the city. They are all on foot without riding, and their heads are wrapped in yellow turbans. They are all equipped with sophisticated equipment captured from the government - wearing heart-covering armor on the upper body, holding a short spear and halberd in the right hand, and holding a shield in the left hand. A long sword is inserted diagonally around the waist.
Zhang Jiao rides a green-maned horse and stands under a large banner with the word "Huang Tian" written on it. His long hair is spread out, his forehead is wiped with a yellow scarf, he is wearing a Taoist cloak, and he is holding a sword in his hand.
His younger brother Zhang Liang and more than twenty leaders, large and small, were lined up on his left and right like wild geese wings, each wearing a strong sword and riding a war horse.
On one side, 24,000 Han troops occupied the plain and formed an array. They were divided into eight small formations in eight directions, with 3,000 men in each formation, respectively setting up eight-color flags and wearing eight-color armor.
Two high platforms were built in the center of the eight formations.
Liu Bian is on the left, holding an eight-color imperial flag. Behind him are soldiers standing solemnly with golden drums and horns.
Liu Bei is on the right, holding a jade gourd in his hand. There are soldiers on both sides holding flags, flags, incense burners to serve him.
But seeing the two gate flags in the formation directly in front of the army, Lu Zhi, who was fully dressed in military uniform, rode out with a pair of iron maces in his arms, and shouted sharply towards the opposite side: "The traitor Zhang Jiao, since he is out of the city fighting in the field , do you dare to attack my formation?"
Zhang Jiao looked at the unknown formation behind Lu Zhi that hid mysteries and filled the sky with murderous intent. His face was indifferent and showed no joy or anger. He just pointed the ancient pine-patterned sword in his palm forward and shouted sternly: "The sky is dead -"
The leaders of the Yellow Turban Army around them were high in fighting spirit. They each raised their weapons and shouted on their horses: "Huang Tian is here to stand——"
The eyes of the eight thousand Yellow Turban warriors were all red, and their eyes were filled with the desire for blood. They struck the shields of their left hands with their right-hand spears and halberds, and roared loudly: "Huang Tian is standing -"
"kill!"
Zhang Jiao rushed out with his horse, followed by the others, rushing towards the Han army like an angry dragon that shook its head and tail.
Seeing Zhang Jue's desperate attitude, Lu Zhi wondered in his heart what methods Taoist Hu Yun had used to force him to abandon the fortified city and make this move. He turned his horse's head and returned to the rear without hesitation. Within the big formation.
Zhang Jiao saw a group of Han troops with black flags and black armor standing in front of him. He hurriedly pointed the ancient pine-patterned sword in his hand at the sky. Immediately, a strong wind blew up from the ground, carrying countless people with it. The gravel and gravel are overwhelming.
The general who led this Han army was Zhang Fei from Yan, who was riding a black horse and carrying a snake spear eight feet across.
When he saw that Zhang Jue had no respect for martial arts and was using magic to deceive the two armies before they even clashed, he immediately opened his eyes and shouted like a thunderbolt: "Get into formation!"
Three thousand elite soldiers of the Han army shook their vitality and blood, excited their fighting spirit, and turned into the evil spirit of the army soaring into the sky. A black-scaled giant python that was both real and illusory condensed in the sky above the military formation.
Zhang Fei's eight-foot-long snake spear thrust out from the air towards the wildly dancing sand and the charging Yellow Turban Army hiding in it. It was as powerful as pulling a huge weight and as slow as an old ox breaking a cart.
The black-scaled giant python in the air opened its huge mouth, let out a roar like a bull's roar, and pounced towards the opposite side. The force of the pounce was completely in line with the charm of Zhang Fei's spear.
In this world, the top military generals rely on their own martial arts will to draw the evil energy of the military Dao for themselves to prepare killing moves, which can best restrain the magic power of those who practice Taoism.
If the Martial Saint cooperates with a sufficient number of elite troops, it can even shake the immortals who have proved their soul.
The black-scaled giant python only pounced on the rolling sand, and then dispersed Zhang Jiao's magic power, causing the strong wind to stop, causing the sand and rocks to fall, and then it continued to pounce on Zhang Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army behind him.
Zhang Jue's expression remained unchanged, he raised his sword and moved back and pointed at the black-scaled python. Suddenly, a yellow dragon appeared out of thin air above the Yellow Turban Army. It raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, shaking the surroundings. It shook its head and tail and pounced on the black-scaled python.
There are also military formations, and those who practice Taoism can also use their own magic power to mobilize the evil energy of the military.
With Zhang Jiao's strength of Jiejin Dan, he was able to defeat Zhang Fei, who had not yet reached the level of Martial Saint. The eight thousand yellow scarf warriors were far from being able to compete with the three thousand Han army. Therefore, this yellow dragon used a "dragon probing claw" with the power of abusing vegetables. ", with just one strike, the black snake collapsed and was annihilated, and then rushed towards Zhang Fei's army.
Liu Bian, who was on the high platform in the rear, saw this and hurriedly waved the flag in his hand. The soldiers behind him then blew the horns and beat the war drums, conveying the message by the length of the trumpet sound and the density of the drum sound.
Guan Yu in the east and Zhao Yun in the west used their strength at the same time, each leading three thousand Han troops under their command to attack. At the same time, they aroused the evil spirit of the soldiers, turning into a young and fierce green dragon and a ferocious white tiger. The killing move attacks Huang Long from both sides.
Although Huanglong was one against two, he was not at all inferior. He roared and fought vigorously, becoming more and more courageous as he fought.
Liu Bian had already issued another order. Although Zhang Fei was unwilling to do so, he still followed the order and led his army to retreat. Guan Yu and Zhao Yun also separated to the left and right, leaving a highway, allowing Zhang Jiao to take the lead and lead eight thousand yellow turban warriors into the city. Array.
Liu Bian waved the command flag repeatedly, and the eight small formations moved together to form one. The 24,000 Han troops were divided into eight trigrams and five elements. Taking advantage of the power of life and restraint stimulated by the large formation, they ran forward or in reverse, and gradually turned into two fans and one upright. A huge slowly rotating millstone.
The eight thousand yellow scarf warriors became corn grains thrown between the two millstones, and were crushed and ground into powder one after another.
Zhang Jiao could not help but feel angry as he saw the Yellow Turban warriors he had trained die tragically one after another, but the damage done to the enemy was extremely limited.
On his horse, he had seen Liu Bian waving the command flag on the high platform, and knew that this man was the hub of the formation. At that time, he abandoned his horse and flew to the high platform, intending to use his own strength to behead him.
When Liu Bian saw Zhang Jiao flying through the air, he shouted: "If Mr. Xuande doesn't take action yet, how long will it take?"
Although Liu Bei on another high platform was in a complicated mood, he did not dare to show any signs of neglect. He hurriedly held the jade gourd with both hands and raised it to his chest, shouting: "Please show me, baby!"
A white light as thin as a hair rose into the sky from the mouth of the gourd, and a strange-shaped flying knife appeared on the top of the white light. It was three inches long from head to tail, shaped like a flying dragon, with wings on its ribs and scales and claws.
A pair of eyes at the dragon's head at the front of the flying knife opened suddenly, shooting out two rays of white light, shining on Zhang Jiao Ding Xin Ni Wan Palace, who was flying towards the opposite side with his sword.
Zhang Jiao was illuminated by this white light, and his entire body was immediately blocked. He stood frozen in the void and could no longer move.
Liu Bei held a jade gourd in his hand, bowed to the flying knife in the air, and said: "Please turn around, baby!"
The wings of the dragon-shaped flying knife shook and flew in front of Zhang Jiao as fast as lightning. It circled around his neck and then turned into white light and flew back into the gourd.
Then the horned head rolled sideways and fell into the dust together with the body.
"Brother!"
"God!"
When Zhang Liang and the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers who were struggling to survive in the formation saw this scene, they all screamed in surprise and despair. The little strength in their bodies seemed to be drained out in an instant, and they only took a few breaths. In no time, they were swallowed up by the Han army that was sweeping in with the evolving formation like a raging tide.
Brothers Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang and eight thousand of the most elite Yellow Turban warriors on Taiping Road died in one battle. The old and weak Yellow Turban soldiers and their families in Guangzong City had no fighting spirit and soon opened the city gate and surrendered to the official army.
Neither Lu Zhi nor Liu Bian were bloodthirsty people, and because of this, how to properly relocate these more than 100,000 people became a headache.
Just at this moment, an envoy from the imperial court came.
There are some differences between the two, because the envoy they sent to convey the heads of Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang had only set out for a few days, and it was said that they had not yet arrived in Luoyang.
When they saw the envoy accepting the order, they realized that the Xianbei people, who had replaced the Xiongnu in dominating the grasslands, suddenly moved south in large numbers and invaded Youzhou from multiple routes.
The ten ministers jointly made a statement to the emperor Liu Hong, saying that the attack from Xianbei was very serious this time, and the imperial court must send a reliable and military-savvy person to take full charge of military and political affairs in Youzhou in order to defend the territory and repel the enemy.
Although the emperor's eldest son Liu Bian is young, he is both civil and military. He just defeated the Youzhou Yellow Turbans not long ago. He has both military support and popular popularity, so he is the perfect choice to take on this important task.
Liu Hong thought about it and weighed it up before agreeing on the proposal.
Lu Zhi was very unhappy after receiving the order, thinking that the traitor's move was to keep Liu Bian away from home for a long time and distance himself from the father-son relationship between him and Liu Hong.
Liu Bian happily obeyed his order and took advantage of the situation to think of a way to solve the previous problem.
