The trumpet whimpered.
Hundreds of thousands of troops crowded outside Wenshui City, layer after layer, like a whirlpool.
After the initial shock, the soldiers from both sides returned to the scene again, fighting hard with red eyes.
In the midst of the thick smoke and dust, Ding Yuan galloped on his horse, wolf galloped and hogs galloped, followed by hundreds of horsemen.
The cavalry sometimes turned around and sometimes faced the enemy head-on. Frankly speaking, although Ding Yuan was proficient in various formations, the one he was most proficient in was the sharp arrow formation, which allowed him to command his men to change directions instantly.
A small group of enemies will be defeated head-on!
If the attack is blocked, he immediately changes direction and takes advantage of the speed of the war horse to take a roundabout route with the big banner.
As for the target, it is naturally where the Yellow Turban Army Commander Qu is!
The two are getting closer and closer, and are no longer five miles apart. Even if there are rebels blocking them, they still can't hold on for too long. They can kill them in two moments at most.
Under Hu Cai's anxious gaze, Guo Tai finally raised his head and sighed: "In that case, according to your opinion, we will mobilize the best troops to surround and kill the old thief."
How can the commander of an army leave the camp at will?
Even though Guo Tai prided himself on his extraordinary bravery and went to fight on the front line, he was still protected by 30,000 old soldiers. Not only that, there were also many military generals who secretly guarded him.
However, Ding Yuan dared to dominate thousands of armies with only a few hundred personal guards?
You know, this is not an attack on the camp, creating chaos when the enemy is unprepared, but a confrontation between two armies, with both sides holding sharp blades and fighting head-on with the hope of death!
Therefore, there must be something fishy in it, but it’s just that we can’t see it for the time being.
"Hu Cai."
"What else does the master have to say?"
After figuring out the key, Guo Tai called out to Hu Cai, "I and your father are close friends of life and death. I allow you to rebel before the battle..."
"Set him to death and cut off the old thief's arm!"
The tone was decisive.
"Master, if I don't accomplish any extraordinary feats in this journey, I will splash blood on my face to let the Han army know that all of us, the Yellow Turbans, are brave men."
Hearing this, Guo Tai nodded, knowing that any further persuasion was useless. He looked solemn, raised his hand with murderous intent, and slashed hard: "Come here, arrange five thousand fine cavalry with General Hu. In addition, I will go in person." Supervise the battle!"
"Got the order!" The messenger rushed out.
Guo Tai looked at Hu Cai again and said, "Ding Yuan is a veteran general on the battlefield. He has a good command of the troops. He must not be a reckless man. You must act cautiously."
"In addition, I personally supervise the battle and boost morale. If there is an accident, I can provide timely rescue."
The last few words should not have come from the mouth of Qu Shuai, who commanded an army of 350,000 men, but as an elder, Guo Tai did not want his former Pao Ze to lose his bloodline.
Hu Cai accepted the good idea and said calmly: "Uncle, there is no need to work too hard. Just stay here and see how my nephew defeats the enemy!"
"The old thief rushed to kill him personally. At this time, the morale of the Han army is extremely high. I am over fifty this year, why not be as brave as him? Let's go!"
While the two were talking, the Han army in white clothes, which looked like a sharp arrow, charged forward another thirty steps -
Because the Yellow Turban Army's large banner was located in a thick formation with brave soldiers, the charge gradually slowed down.
However, although it was slow, Ding Yuan and the others were still heading towards their target.
After Guo Tai watched Hu Cai go away, he looked at the vast battlefield and said seriously: "The great sage and good master was kind to Hu Ding, so my old brother died in repayment. Now the only bloodline he has left is not afraid of the enemy." Arrow, go through danger and risk blood."
"I hope you will fight hard to kill the enemy and support me, Huang Tian!"
Behind him, more than a dozen generals clasped their fists and said solemnly: "I have an order!"
Just like that, the banner symbolizing the status of the master moved again. Without evasion, he went straight towards the banner of the Han army, as if there was really going to be a battle between the generals.
I saw Guo Tai riding his horse back and forth in the formation, constantly issuing military orders. He didn't talk much, and he didn't necessarily talk only to the commander-in-chief. But when the camp was shaken, he could always rush through quickly, yelling and pointing out the key points of the joints.
Rumble...
The sound of the iron hooves stepping out was chaotic, like a continuous muffled thunder.
At this moment, Hu Cai, a young yellow scarf general, carried a saber on his back and led five thousand old soldiers to attack Ding Yuan's tribe. The soldiers along the way gave way one after another. Some of those who had no time to step aside were trampled to pieces by the horses' hooves.
Go forward, go forward, make great achievements!
With this idea in mind, Hu Cai rushed over immediately, and Ding Yuan, the commander-in-chief of the Han army, was in front of him.
After all, he was getting old, and he could not kill one person in ten steps after charging for several miles. In a battle of this scale, if one was targeted, one step at a time would be a luxury. The Yellow Turban Army was endless, stacked like a mountain.
Miscellaneous soldiers, strong men, and small schools.
After witnessing with their own eyes the methods used by Gao Gong Master to change the situation, these people strengthened their belief:
Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!
Vow to establish a peaceful country without oppression.
As a result, Ding Yuan finally awakened his fighting spirit.
Looking at the vision of green smoke mixed with blood mist, Hu Cai snorted coldly, took out a carved bow, put enough strength into his wrist, quickly drew the bow and nocked an arrow, "Go!"
Due to Guo Tai's reminder, he didn't feel enthusiastic about it, so he first tried an arrow.
Of course, although it is a test, its power is not weak at all. With the blessing of the fighting spirit, the momentum of a small feather arrow is more fierce than any crossbow.
clang!
The cold light continued to grow, and Ding Yuan, who was killing the thief, had his hair standing on end. He subconsciously raised the handle of the knife and knocked it on his forehead.
"How brave!"
A scolding resounded through the sky.
Almost at the same time, Xuancheng, the master of Taiping Dao who was overlooking the whole situation from a high place, and Guo Tai, the master who led the crowd to supervise the battle three miles away, changed their expressions.
Golden helmet, purple robe, green mane.
Zhang Liao, who was in charge of the camp, took action.
Before anyone arrived, Hu Cai was faced with the rapid wind, which made it difficult to breathe. His blood was also rising sharply, and the veins in his neck popped out.
He knew something was wrong, so he instinctively took a deep breath, pulled out his sword, and thrust it forward.
"Bang!"
The force of counterattack came.
The right hand holding the knife was extremely sore, so Hu Cai immediately let go of his hand and let it fall.
Due to years of fighting, this action was very skillful. He quickly changed his hands and grabbed the handle of the sword!
Then, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and a black shadow passed by.
"clang!"
There was a tooth-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing. Hu Cai's mouth was numb and his whole arm was shaking. He hurriedly calmed down his thoughts and quickly glanced at the knife edge, where several cracks appeared.
In fact, when Zhao Yun saw Zhang Liao for the first time, he believed that he was a fierce man of prey.
To describe Lu Li, he could be described as heroic.
A warrior is handsome and brave.
Those who are ferocious are ferocious and powerful.
Fierce means a strong dog; bird of prey means an eagle or eagle.
Pegasus crosses the glacier and kills King Zuoxian in one move. This fierce momentum is similar to that of an eagle flying into the sky, and it is more related to human character.
Even if he studied and cultivated himself all year round, he could not change his nature. Zhang Liao was a fierce man, otherwise he would not have faced the 100,000 Soochow army with 800 soldiers in the future, which would have frightened Sun Quan so much that he did not dare to fight.
at the same time.
A wave of cavalry rushed out from the flank like a flood, causing chaos in the camp on the west side where the Yellow Turban Army had finally stabilized.
Even though Xiaoshuai tried his best to stop them, the infantry still scattered like a colony of frightened ants.
"Who will fight with me!"
