Situ Kong looked up to the sky and sighed, knowing that he would die today.

But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves also came from the diagonal stab, and a general whose armor was stained with blood and with a ferocious face shouted loudly: "Sir, don't panic, the more we are here!"

At this moment, Situ Kongrao was calm and could not help but be moved. He almost burst into tears!

Although Yuehe had been forced to retreat before and lost some men and horses, it still had fighting strength. In addition, the Huben army was much more elite than the remaining Yellow Turbans. Even if the number difference was more than double, it would not be without the strength to fight.[

The appearance of Yue He also stunned the remaining members of the Yellow Turban party, and their original sprinting formation was also stalled. Didn't it mean that they had no troops? Where did these people come from? Could it be that they had been ambushing here for a long time, waiting for them to take the bait?

?

Of course I want to think about it, but once the army charges, there is no way to stop it. It is extremely difficult to stop. So even though the remaining members of the Yellow Turbans were full of doubts, they had to continue to charge forward. But before

That mad dog momentum is gone forever.

"Bows and arrows, ready!"

Liu Feng is very capable of long-distance attacks, and the cavalry's bows and arrows are indispensable. His generals also implemented this idea, that is, before engaging in battle, they should use bows and arrows to sweep a few rounds, regardless of whether they are shot to death.

To some extent, at least it broke the enemy's spirit.

The battle just now was a frustrating one, and many men and horses were lost. Yuehe was already angry, and with a ferocious smile on his face: "Shoot!"

More than a thousand feathered arrows were like locusts, shooting at the remaining Yellow Turban party members with a sharp sound of piercing the air. In just one round, they shot the Yellow Turban forward and knocked them off their feet.

As the saying goes, once you gain strength, it will weaken again and again. The emergence of Yuehe was a big blow to the Yellow Turban Remaining Party, but under this attack of arrows, the morale of the Yellow Turban Remaining Party fell to the bottom in an instant.

Seeing such a situation, the gloom on Situ Kong's face was swept away, and he returned to the calmness of the past when everything was under control. He pointed at the remaining Yellow Turbans opposite him: "My lords, kill the enemy bandits and make great contributions."

at this time!"

"Haha, what sir said is absolutely true!" Yue He shot out another arrow, laughed wildly, took out the sharp knife from his horse, lifted the horse's rein with one hand, and shouted loudly: "Follow me, men, take the robbers in front of you.

The head is presented to His Highness the Second Highness!"

"Kill!" More than a thousand soldiers were also infected by Yuehe, and they shouted to the sky. The cavalry mounted their horses and the infantry raised their guns, and they violently collided with the remaining Yellow Turban party members.

Although the momentum of the Yellow Turban Remaining Party is declining, they still have a numerical advantage after all. When the two sides meet, they are evenly matched. Fortunately, the Yellow Turban Remaining Party has no generals in this battle, and no one can stop Yue He's sharpness.

He led more than thirty cavalrymen and slashed across the battlefield, causing chaos among the remaining Yellow Turban party formations.

A general is the courage of a soldier, and a general is the soul of a soldier. The more they unite and charge for a kill, the morale of the sergeants under his command is even higher. Even when faced with the remnants of the Yellow Turbans that are several times larger than one's own, not only are they not afraid, but they feel passionate.

It seems that what is in front of me is not an enemy with weapons, but someone who is trying to make a fortune for himself.

When Situ Kong saw the bravery of his own soldiers in the rear formation, he secretly nodded and couldn't help but admire: "My lord has such powerful soldiers and generals, so why worry about failing to accomplish great things!"

Zhang Hao smiled softly at the same time, "What you said is absolutely true! We will do our best to assist the lord, and it will be a good story for future generations!"

Situ Kong laughed loudly: "Haha...that's exactly it!"

The battle here was already in full swing, and on the other side Lin Chuang led a victorious army to cover up Zheng Long's defeated army.

Zheng Long secretly complained in his heart. When he first retreated, his troops and horses had been damaged a lot. Along the way, countless people had escaped and were killed. By the time they reached the gate of the stronghold, there were less than a thousand remaining soldiers.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Chen Bian stood on the turret, yelling angrily. But he still ordered: "Archers take over!"

Fangliang Mountain has been managed by Chen Bian for many years. Although the walls are not as high and thick as the general city of the county, it has begun to take shape. It also has these large-scale city-defending crossbows.[

This kind of city-defending crossbow is not only twice as powerful as ordinary bows and arrows, but also has extremely strong penetrating power. Even the heavy armor of Liu Feng's lion barbarian army cannot stop the powerful penetrating power of this city-defending crossbow.

Although Lin Chuang was a martial artist, he had been in the army for many years and he was not a reckless man who would attack the city bare-chested when his head got hot. When he saw Chen Bianjun pushing out the crossbows of the defenders, he decisively stopped his soldiers: "Stop! Arrange in formation.

Meet the enemy!"

Execution of orders and prohibitions is an essential quality for the army. Although Liu Feng and others were built by recruiting some Yellow Turbans, days of training have trained these peasants in the miscellaneous army into an elite soldier that cannot be underestimated. Lin Chuang gave an order

The infantry immediately stopped chasing and began to line up in front of Dazhai in an orderly manner.

Lin Chuang drew his sword and stood up, leading the formation alone. He looked at Chen Bian on the tower with stern eyes and shouted: "Chen Bian, a common man, dare to go out of the city to fight?"

At this time, Lin Chuang's armor and horse were all covered with a thick layer of blood scabs, and even his face was stained with dried blood. It was impossible to distinguish his previous appearance. But Chen Bian still recognized this fierce general at a glance, and again

I glanced at Zheng Long, who had lost his armor, and felt extremely jealous. I, Chen Bian, why don't I have such a strong general?

"Chen Bianfu, do you dare to fight?"

When Chen Bian didn't answer, Lin Chuang always shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his soldiers were also infected by his heroic spirit and shouted in unison, "Chen Bianfu! Dare to fight! Dare to fight!"

"I'm so angry!" Being blocked at Chen's door and yelling in front of the battle, Chen Bian couldn't bear it no matter how good-hearted he was. Besides, he was not a Confucian scholar, but a robber and bandit!

"My lord, how dare Lin Chuang, a common man, deceive me into having no one in my village? I am willing to take Lin Chuang's head and offer it to my lord!"

Hearing this voice, Chen Bian turned his head and saw a young general in white robe climbing up from the city with a fork in hand.

"Zixu, God really helped me when I came here!" Chen Bian showed a look of joy on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, Zixu, you have made great contributions to my village!"
Chapter completed!