The battle between tens of millions of troops on the vast plains stretching for dozens of miles was so fierce. It's like purgatory.
Gang Qi and spells were constantly clashing in the field.
There were continuous rumbling explosions, and when the overbearing and ferocious Gang Qi passed by, dozens of people were often blown to pieces in an instant, with mutilated corpses flying in all directions. The scene was simply terrifying to the extreme.
The various spells were even more frightening, and the thunder formations on the Yellow Turban side also caused the officers and soldiers to suffer a lot.
Even if the officers and soldiers were elite and had the military spirit to weaken the Yellow Turbans' magic, they would still suffer heavy losses.
If it weren't for a group of refining generals who kept charging and killing, I'm afraid the officers and soldiers wouldn't be able to bear it immediately.
The battle between the two sides has entered the final competition of wills. Whoever fails to hold on first will be defeated.
The wilderness that stretches for dozens of miles is divided into multiple battlefields.
The Yellow Turban army has a large number of people, but it has never been able to defeat the official army. As time goes by, it will inevitably be defeated first.
After all, the Yellow Turban Army is just a peasant army, and its will is naturally much worse than that of the official army.
Even on these battlefields, some Yellow Turban teams have been defeated.
One of them was the most intense, with both sides having the most elite teams.
"The Yellow Turban Force Guards come out!"
Bo Cai sensed the crisis and saw the officers and generals in front of him constantly breaking through his military formations one after another. His face was very ugly.
He had known for a long time that the officers and soldiers were elite and fierce.
However, he is not afraid, because with the strength of his subordinates, through training, and the techniques of Taiping Dao, through the number of people, he can continuously consume the number of officers and soldiers.
However, as soon as the decisive battle began, he felt something was wrong.
First of all, their Yellow Turban army was gradually divided. He didn't care about this, but there were too many fierce generals in the official army.
This is a very important point for his army.
There are no strong men under him who can't stop the powerful generals of the official army. As a result, under the impact of the powerful generals of the official army, his military formations will continue to be defeated.
As a last resort, he had to sacrifice the Yellow Turban Guards.
As the war began, more and more Yellow Turban warriors were consumed, and the Yellow Turban warriors naturally became more scarce.
"Haha! Yellow Turban Force Guard, let me see how powerful Yingchuan's Yellow Turban Force Guard is."
Zhang Fei took a deep breath and roared out. In an instant, the whole body was clean.
Then he patted his mount and galloped suddenly, leaping into the air with his horse and his men, and charged towards the condensed Yellow Turban Guards.
The three-foot-tall yellow scarf guard had no intelligence. When he saw the person coming, he punched him fiercely. His huge figure and the power of his swing were so terrifying.
The momentum of the fist is like moving mountains and rivers, and the wind caused by the fist is like a hurricane coming.
"Well done!"
Zhang Fei's face was full of excitement. The snake spear turned into a poisonous dragon, spun into a stream of energy, and directly received Huang Jinliwei's punch.
Boom!
Like thunder in the sky, violent power erupted from the middle of the two and swept around. Like an earth dragon turning over, a large area of the nearby yellow scarf army disappeared like ants in an instant.
The violent power was transmitted along the snake spear to Zhang Fei's body, and he was also shocked.
The body flew up involuntarily.
A mouthful of blood spurted out into the air.
"Third brother!"
Not far away from the field, when two young men saw Zhang Fei's appearance, they were frightened and thought that their third brother was dead.
In Jizhou, they had also visited the Yellow Turban Force Guards, and they knew very well how terrifying this thing was.
When the two came to Zhang Fei, the other party just looked pale and coughed twice weakly.
"Hey! Big brother, second brother, I'm fine."
After coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, he calmed down a little. The general's physical body was extremely powerful, and his recovery was also extremely terrifying.
"Third brother, you are reckless again"
Liu Bei couldn't help but say something.
"Hehe!" Hearing this, the latter smiled naively and didn't care at all, but he raised his head, looked at the yellow turban guard, and exchanged moves with him.
Although he was knocked back and injured, it was not easy. ,
The yellow scarf warriors were not having a good time either. They all received backlash and vomited blood one after another, and the yellow scarf warriors became even more illusory.
"Second brother, hurry up and break the Yellow Turban Guards, and then you can capture that wave of talents. This is the greatest military achievement."
Zhang Fei immediately shouted: "We can't let others take our credit."
"Don't worry, third brother, no one can take it away."
Guan Yu said calmly, but he was full of boundless arrogance. He had the confidence to be arrogant because of his strength.
His strength is still higher than that of his third brother Zhang Fei, reaching the peak of the sixth level of refining. There is no general in the entire army who surpasses him.
Of course, the strength of several great generals may still be higher than his, but they are all scribes and practice the Soul Dao.
When it comes to charging into battle, he definitely has the confidence.
Even Sun Wentai was a few points behind him.
"Brother, take care of your third brother, and let me go and take down the heads of the second brother."
"Second brother, be careful"
Liu Bei nodded when he heard this. He was naturally very relieved about the strength of his brother.
"Eldest brother, the second brother is gone."
After saying that, Guan Yu picked up his Leng Yan Saw, mounted the yellow gelding, and charged directly towards Bo Cai's handsome flag.
At this time, not only Guan Yu, but also some other fierce generals also launched a charge towards Bo Cai's handsome flag.
Obviously all parties have the same goal, which is Bocai.
Bocai's head is the most valuable.
"snort!"
Seeing this situation, Guan Yu snorted coldly and speeded up a bit again because he saw Sun Wentai leading a group of cavalry to attack Bo Cai's army crazily.
He is arrogant, but Sun Wentai's strength is indeed not bad, not much worse than his third brother, and he also has the combat power of the fourth and fifth levels of Lian Gang.
Moreover, there are four fierce generals behind the opponent, plus a group of cavalry, which poses the greatest threat.
"Brother, hurry up, let's go too."
In the other direction, Cao Hong from the Cao clan was stunned when he saw Zhang Fei and the yellow scarf guard fighting each other, only to fly backwards.
As long as you have fought against the Yellow Turban Army, you will encounter most of the Yellow Turban Guards, and you will know the strength of the Yellow Turban Guards.
"The strength of that black-faced man is probably still higher than that of a genius, but fortunately, that rough man severely wounded the Yellow Turban Guards, giving us a chance."
Cao Hong's eyes flashed and a cheap-looking smile appeared on his face.
"Don't underestimate Zi Lian. The strength of that red-faced man is probably not simple." The strong man named Miaocai said with a solemn expression, "That man is probably stronger than the black-faced man."
"Brother, we have to speed up and capture Bocai's head. Brother, you will gain greater military merit and maybe be promoted to a higher level."
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