Ma Yue rolled sideways to avoid this fatal step, but before he could get up, he heard a sharp roar behind his head. Ma Yue's liver and courage were broken, and his arms were struggling to support the ground and slid forward several meters like a big lizard. While sliding forward, he felt a chill in his crotch. When he looked back, he saw that the Xiliang cavalry's slashing saber barely split his crotch. He was only a little bit more of his eggs and had to separate forever.

However, Ma Yue's good luck ended here. The hard-working forward slip just now had exhausted all his energy. Now his hands and legs were heavier than being filled with lead, and it was difficult to move at all.

The Xiliang cavalry seemed to see Ma Yue's dilemma, and slowly rode his horse to the point of approaching, and the saber in his hand was raised high again...

Ma Yue sighed in his heart, are you going to die? He is really unwilling to give up.

"Brother, I'll save you."

A tender voice came. Ma Yue looked back and saw that Chen Gan, who was only 16 years old, rushed back with a slashing wooden gun at both ends, overestimating his ability to save Ma Yue. This kid did not escape by himself. At a young age, he was quite loyal.

"No, Chen dares to run away!"

Ma Yue was shocked. He promised Chen Xu to take care of the two Chen Gan brothers, and he must not be allowed to die on the battlefield at the age of 16.

A trace of beastly light flashed in the eyes of the Xiliang cavalry. He abandoned the dying horse and turned to ride a horse to meet Chen Gan.

"kill!"

Chen Gan roared in his tender voice, holding a wooden gun in his hand and stabbed into the chest of the Xiliang cavalry. However, the Xiliang cavalry ignored the stabbing and raised the saber high again. Ma Yue lamented in his heart, "Well, even if Chen Gan wanted to escape, he could not escape. Instead of dying cowardly on the way to escape, it would be better to die in battle now."

But the Xiliang cavalry did not slash it down after all, and Chen Gan's wooden spear penetrated hard into his chest.

"Ho ho..."

The Xiliang cavalry made a horrifying sound from the depths of their throats, and then fell from the horse's back. The ownerless war horse neighed in a sad way, and it was hard to bear to leave alone.

Chen Gan let go of his hands holding the wooden gun like an electric shock. When he saw clearly that the Xiliang cavalry had fallen to the ground and twitched, he finally screamed and turned over and fell to the ground, and started to retching.

Ma Yue was in a daze. It turned out that this was the feeling of surviving the disaster. Everything was too unreal.

Ma Yue was not surprised that Chen Gan had such a reaction. He was even more unbearable than Chen Gan after killing for the first time. However, the Xiliang cavalry was not killed by Chen Gan. Before Chen Gan's wooden spear stabbed into his chest, a feather arrow had already shot through his throat.

The sound of shouts surged from behind. The horses looked back leisurely and saw countless yellow turban thieves sweeping like locusts. With the eyes, the mountains and fields were full of yellow turban thieves! In front of the surging Yellow Turban thieves, a horse was flying, and a black-faced man on the back of the horse bent his bow and arrow, and another Xiliang cavalry fell off his horse.

This guy is so handsome! Ma Yue's face changed.

"Thank you for your help, can you tell me your name?"

"Some Guan Hai is it!"

The black-faced man rode his horse like flying, hid a bow and arrow, and raised a long machete from his saddle, and like the wind, he swept the remaining clouds past the horse. The iron hooves as big as bowls were only a few points away from his face, and the rising snow splashed his head and face.

Dong Zhuo, who was riding a horse in the rear brigade, also changed his expression and became very ugly. At this time, a large number of yellow turban thieves suddenly appeared, which was really a troublesome for him. Although his thousand Xiliang Iron Cavalry defeated the original thousands of yellow turban thieves, the situation also turned into a one-sided massacre. Dong Zhuo believed that in just half an hour, he could completely slaughter all the Yellow Turban thieves.

But at this time, a large number of Yellow Turban Reinforcements arrived. At this time, his Western Liang Iron Cavalry had become a group with the fleeing Yellow Turban thieves, and the entire battlefield was in chaos. What's more, there were cavalry in the Yellow Turban Reinforcements that arrived. This group of Yellow Turban Cavalry had bypassed the chaotic battlefield and was detouring from both sides, heading straight for Dong Zhuo in the back formation.

General Xu Rong rode his horse to Dong Zhuo and said anxiously: "Lord, the bandits are powerful, please order to withdraw the troops quickly, otherwise no brothers will ever want to return to Liangzhou alive."

"hateful!"

Dong Zhuo waved his whip hatefully, and the cooked duck flew again, how could he not hate him? But Xu Rong was right. If he didn't withdraw his troops, when the brigade of Yellow Turbans arrived, his thousand Xiliang Iron Cavalry would be destroyed here. If the war was defeated, he could still win back. If the troops were gone, then he would be finished.

"withdraw troops!"

Dong Zhuo shouted and ordered his troops to rush to make a sound of gold. After hearing the jealous sound of gold, the cavalry of Xiliang immediately stopped chasing after hearing the sound of gold. He did not engage in more entanglement with the Yellow Turban thieves and began to retreat slowly.

Seeing the officers and soldiers advancing and retreating properly and being disciplined, Ma Yue couldn't help but shook his head and sighed. Looking back at the Yellow Turban bandits, the fleeing defeated soldiers not only blocked the way for reinforcements to pursue, but even disrupted the reinforcements' formation, causing a considerable riot. If Dong Zhuo hadn't been afraid of the Yellow Turban bandits' forces and did not dare to act rashly, or if Dong Zhuo had more than one thousand cavalry in Xiliang, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

But the Yellow Turban Thief won this battle after all.

The Yellow Turban Thief chased after a symbolic period and then stopped chasing, each counting the damage.

Liu Pi gathered the remaining soldiers, including those who were seriously injured, and found that there were only more than 1,500 people. This battle destroyed most of the people. The original ambition in his heart had long disappeared.

While Liu Pi arranged for the soldiers to return to the camp to rest and save lives and help the wounded, he came to Zhao Hong with a dejected expression.

Zhao Hong was the leader of the Yellow Turban Army who came to rescue. Like Liu Pi, he was a disciple of the so-called great wise and good teacher Zhang Jiao. After the outbreak of the Yellow Turban Uprising, they each led a "Square" troops to raise flags to respond. Before, Liu Pi had won several battles in a row, and his troops had grown to 5,000 people, but after the battle today, they were immediately defeated and returned to their original form, leaving only 1,500 people.

Zhao Hong had 50,000 people. In the entire Nanyang area, except for the Grand General Zhang Mancheng, Zhao Hong was the most powerful. At that time, Nanyang was the southern center of the Yellow Turban Uprising. The main rebel forces were Zhang Mancheng, Zhao Hong, Han Zhong, Sun Xia, Gong Du and Liu Pi, and these forces together were known as 300,000 people.

But these Yellow Turban thieves were really vulnerable. In history, Zhu Jun, the last famous general of the Eastern Han Dynasty, only brought thousands of officials to the south after pacifying the Yingchuan Yellow Turbans. With the assistance of the landlords and powerful people, he wiped out this group of powerful rebel forces.

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Liu Pi's military camp was depressed and mourned.

The slightly injured soldiers clung together in groups of three or three, their eyes were dull and their expressions were dull. The seriously injured soldiers were abandoned in the corner of the military camp and had no choice but to wait for them to die. In fact, with the medical level at that time, they could not be saved at all. More soldiers had indifferent expressions and turned a blind eye to all this. People's lives were like grass in troubled times. No one knew whether they could see the sun tomorrow again, so how could they have the mood to care for others?

Ma Yue stuffed half of the steamed bun to Chen Gan and said calmly: "Eat it."

Chen Gan swallowed, but shook his head.

Ma Yue sighed and stuffed half a steamed bun into Chen Gan's hands. The food of the Yellow Turban thieves was linked to the war. They were delicious and delicious when they won the battle. Sometimes they still had money to get it, but if they were defeated, the treatment would plummet. A knife and shield hand like Ma Yue could still get half a steamed bun. Miscellaneous soldiers like Chen Gan would have to go hungry.

There were also many great Han officers among the Yellow Turban thieves, so they imitated the Han army to turn the army into a few levels.

The worst is the miscellaneous soldiers. Their weapons are made of wood or bamboo, swords, and guns, and their combat effectiveness is very low. Chen Dan is like that. During wartime, these miscellaneous soldiers often rushed to the front and used to act as cannon fodder to consume the enemy's spirit. Therefore, it is not easy for Ma Yue to survive and become a sword and shield player.

The better one is the sword and shield hand. After killing more than ten officers and soldiers, the miscellaneous soldiers will automatically turn into sword and shield hand. The weapons of the sword and shield hand are generally Park sword and Wood Shield.

A better point is the spearmen. The spearmen are wearing light armor. Although they may not be able to block arrows, they are a symbol of status, so every sword and shield hand sharpens its head and wants to become a spearmen.

The sword and shield hands and the spearmen are the backbone of the Yellow Turban thieves. After the cannon fodder is consumed almost the same, it is time for them to take the field.

There are also archers in the more powerful Yellow Turban thieves' army. Archers are the safest group of soldiers among the Yellow Turban thieves. As long as they don't encounter Xiliang cavalry like today, they will basically survive.

Finally, there are elite soldiers.

Each Yellow Turban leader will select strong and strong soldiers from the army to form elite soldiers. These elite soldiers are armed with heavy armor and well-equipped, and some are equipped with war horses. They usually act as the leader's guard. These elite soldiers will not easily go to the battlefield and will only participate in the war under specific circumstances.

For example, in today's battle, Liu Pi fell into the trick of the official army and mistakenly thought that the elite Western Liang Iron Cavalry was just a few miscellaneous troops, so he put his elite soldiers in front of the formation, resulting in heavy casualties. On the contrary, the miscellaneous soldiers who were usually placed in the front as cannon fodder this time had the least casualties.

In fact, the chaotic times in ancient times were far more cruel than imagined, and were not as simple as described in the novel. Even if Ma Yue had two thousand years of wisdom and could predict the future, it would still be difficult to succeed in this strict and savage and bloody era.

In Ma Yue's own words, it is not easy for him to survive until now.

Chen Dan grinned and stuffed half of the steamed bun into his mouth. In fact, he was already hungry! Ma Yue closed his eyelids. In fact, he was also hungry, very hungry, but he promised Chen Xu to take good care of his two sons.

"Boom!"

A whip sounded, and then Chen Gan let out a painful groan.

Ma Yue suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Chen Gan had already covered his face and fell to the ground. The half of the steamed bun also rolled to the ground. A big foot ruthlessly stepped on it, trampling it deeply into the sludge.
Chapter completed!