"Zijintang Ji": However, the high teeth and the large scroll are not enough for public honor; Huan Guigun's crown is not enough for public honor.

If a general goes into battle in person, he will definitely put up a banner beside him, firstly to show his identity, and secondly to boost his morale——

When the great banner is established, the morale of the army is gathered together and is as stable as Mount Tai; when the great banner falls, the morale of the army is scattered and vulnerable to a single attack.

And in this battle, the coach Ding Yuan went to the battlefield in person, and naturally there was a flag beside him.

At this moment, this half-life veteran of the army was leading his guard battalion to fight against the enemy. In the north wind, the harp made of solid-colored yak tails swayed up and down.

The law!

The divine horse under Ding Yuan's crotch had just sprinted for a while, and its neighing sound became louder and louder.

"According to legend, after the Yellow Emperor killed Chi You, he tied his hair on a flagpole to serve as a flag and called it "Chi You's Banner"."

Having said this, Ding Yuan pointed to the side with his wrinkled fingers and said loudly: "I don't want anything in this battle. I just want to use the head of the thief chief Guo Tai as a banner."

"promise!"

The white knights wiped the blood on their faces, roared in response, turned their horses' heads, and charged towards the enemy camp.

Like Ding Yuan, Guo Tai also led his army to charge forward, with a large yellow banner standing beside him. Wherever he passed, all the officers and soldiers retreated one after another. After just a few back and forth, the Han soldiers on the other side dispersed like birds and beasts.

"Admiral?"

This highly skilled mage of Taiping Dao leaned on the battlements, overlooking the entire battle situation from a high position.

"Master."

At this time, a gray-robed Taoist suddenly appeared behind him, raised his eyes to glance at the boiling battlefield, and whispered: "The best of the Han army have come out in this battle, and a strange army just came around from the northeast...

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"Don't panic."

"This will let them know my methods of peace."

After saying this, Xuancheng took out a talisman from his arms, made a seal with his right hand, and then threw it into the air.

"The stars are shining brighter than the brightness of a day!"

The clear voice suppressed all noise.

The black clouds decreased sharply, and the originally extremely dim starlight disappeared directly, while the endless red light emerged from the sky, just like the rising sun, breaking through the hundreds of miles of clouds and sweeping away the darkness.

Not only that, under the bright sunshine, the wounded Yellow Turban soldiers lying on the ground waiting for death gradually stopped wailing, the granulations at the wounds continued to squirm, and some phalanxes that had begun to collapse instantly stabilized.

"Going against the law, Huang Tian is the way."

At this time, Xuancheng threw a talisman again, and the sunshine in the sky seemed to have become conscious and gathered in the Han army camp. Tens of thousands of Han soldiers were illuminated by this sunshine and felt their faces stinging, and they had to raise their hands.

Covering his eyes, he felt even more disgusted by God.

"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"

"If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be blessed!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers were in high spirits and took advantage of the situation to kill the surrounding enemies.

In an instant, the situation seemed to have really reversed. Caught off guard, many Han soldiers were cut down to the ground, and the smell of blood became even more fishy under the baking sun.

Guo Tai, the commander-in-chief of Quzhou, raised his head and glanced at Wenshuicheng behind him, and looked at the high-level mage Xuancheng, his expression still solemn.

This is a painting that the great virtuous teacher spent a lot of effort on during his lifetime. Nowadays, one less line is used.

The effect is obvious, but it only goes so far.

Ding Yuan squinted his eyes, let out a sneer, and said disdainfully: "Peering into the yin and yang of dawn, stealing the sky and changing the sun?"

"I couldn't change the world when I was alive, but after death I want to achieve it with a few talismans, haha."

After saying that, the large banner symbolizing status and military power suddenly burst into a black light, and the roar of the bull resounded throughout the battlefield.

I saw three solid-colored yaks emerging from the sky. Just one hoof could cover a hundred meters in radius. Once it landed, it would be enough to trample thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers to death.

Unfortunately, the pure-colored yak never settled down.

Because it is transformed by luck and military spirit, it cannot directly fight the enemy, it can only defeat all methods and boost morale.

However, for Ding Yuan, this was enough. Could it be that the Bingzhou Ruisi could not defeat the farm slaves who had just put down their hoes and rebelled?

The Yellow Turban Rebellion a few years ago was personally presided over by Zhang Jiao. It was all a small scene to turn the tables and change the situation.

Ding Yuan once heard that Pao Ze, who participated in the decisive battle, said that the great virtuous master had summoned thunder from the sky to help the battle, and the soldiers who witnessed that scene put down their weapons one after another, thinking that they were really going against heaven.

As for how to win?

Naturally, it depends on the Chinese army.

At that time, Huangfu Song directly asked for the soap paper used by Emperor Guangwu. If Zhang Jiao had not been holding the Heavenly Book, and with his blessing, the power of the spell would still be at least one or two. Otherwise, how could he have sustained it for so long under the encirclement and suppression of the army.

"Sure enough, battles must rely on generals and their military skills."

Guo Tai's face was expressionless and his heart was unperturbed. He was a witness to the first Yellow Turban Uprising and had already expected it.

The form has returned to its origin.

Most of the power of the talisman disappeared, and the sky became dim again, except that it maintained a yellow halo, which brought a slight increase to the yellow scarf soldiers.

"The Huns did not lose unjustly. The Han army is strong and is best at using less against many." Guo Tai pressed his saber hard and stared at the white knight parked three miles to the left. "Lian Po is old and can still eat. A bucket of rice is worth ten kilograms of meat, let alone Ding Yuan."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "Master, why should you exaggerate others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? The old thief Ding Yuan has a reputation of being brave and can be regarded as a strong general, but he is far worse than a mere inferior!"

When Guo Tai heard the sound, he turned around and saw that the speaker was Hu Cai, a subordinate of his command. The man had an unusually strong body. Although his arms were covered with a layer of heavy armor, his muscles stretched the armor. At this moment, his eyes were wide open and he was dead. Keep an eye on the Han army's great banner!

His father's name is Hu Ding. He once died in the service of the great virtuous master. Due to his extremely ugly appearance, he was rejected many times when he joined the army when he was young. He joined Taiping Road in anger. The great virtuous master was so shocked when he saw it that he insisted on joining the army despite the opposition of others. He wanted to be taken under his command, and this Hu Cai looked similar to his father, with a fleshy face and gnarled muscles.

However, unlike Hu Ding, Hu Cai had the brains. When the generals gathered to discuss matters, he was the one who proposed: "If the wall is not strong, the bandit army will not be able to attack, and there will be no gains in the road. In less than ten days, they will be defeated without fighting." Self-fixing ears].

Although the prediction was wrong, he is already a rare talent among the Yellow Turban Rebels, which is composed of a group of mud-legged warriors.

Therefore, Guo Tai, the commander-in-chief of Qu, took a look at Hu Cai, knew what he was thinking, and said: "If the thieves' elite soldiers are allowed to continue to show off their power and penetrate the right wing of the army, the situation will be critical! We must divide our troops for reinforcements."

Hu Cai looked overjoyed, immediately clasped his fists, and shouted loudly: "The last general invites you to fight, lead a cavalry army composed of old soldiers, and fight to the death with the leader of the thieves!"

Hearing this, Guo Tai nodded, but did not reply immediately, as if he was weighing something.

"Master, at the end of the day, I will observe that there are only hundreds of elite cavalry on Nading Yuan's side, and there are no strong generals to protect him. Such a good opportunity cannot be missed!"

Because he was anxious, Hu Cai kept urging him.
Chapter completed!