At this moment, Xiao Wen came with the Silver Dragon Rider, saw this scene in his eyes, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The Yellow Turbans were defeated?
Yes, it came at just the right time!
Xiao Wen sighed in his heart, and then gave Zhao Zilong a look:
"General Zhao, attack. By the way, remember to kill from the rear. Don't let these Yellow Turban rebels escape!"
The latter understood, narrowed his eyes slightly, a stern look flashed across his eyes, and shouted: "Kill!"
The next second, Zhao Zilong entered the scene with three hundred Silver Dragon Riders. With the spear in his hand dancing, he directly robbed the retreat of the Yellow Turban soldiers.
When the three hundred silver dragonriders came from behind, the yellow scarf who was about to retreat showed a look of despair.
"The way back is blocked, brothers, kill! Die together with these bastards!"
Among the crowd, no one knew who yelled.
After hearing these words, the eyes of the yellow turban soldiers who had originally planned to retreat suddenly turned red. They stared at Liu Jiajun in front of them and gasped loudly.
Without saying a word, he just moved forward to kill.
"Kill! Kill these sons of bitches!"
"Kill! Kill!"
…
Outside the battlefield, Xiao Wen sat on the back of a tiger, watching Zhao Yun lead the Silver Dragon Cavalry to intercept the retreat and harvest, and watched the desperate Yellow Turban soldiers counterattack fiercely and kill Liu Bei and others.
Seeing this scene in his eyes, Xiao Wen's face did not waver at all, but Xi Zhicai, who was standing nearby, narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at his lord's expression from the corner of his eyes from time to time.
However, when he looked over, when his eyes fell on Xiao Wen's face, what he saw was an extremely calm expression, without any fluctuation.
It seems that the lord has a grudge against the group of people below, and the grudge is not that small.
Otherwise, General Zhao would not have been allowed to take action at this time to block the Yellow Turbans' retreat.
After all, during a battle, when the enemy troops have lost all will to fight, they adopt the method of surrounding three and missing one, and deliberately leave an exit to allow these enemy troops to escape.
Then, they will focus on escaping.
At this time, the army at the rear can lead the soldiers to pursue and harvest the enemy troops running at the rear, and basically they will not encounter much resistance.
In this way, the results can be expanded.
But what if it were another situation?
Surrounded on all sides and airtight, the enemy did not even have a last escape route and was completely in dire straits.
So, when they are in a desperate situation, what arises in their hearts is resistance and the courage to break the boat.
When that time comes, these enemy forces will make all-out efforts and defeat them all.
In this way, the force that encounters the enemy head-on may win.
But even if they win, it will be a miserable victory.
This situation is just right for now and for Liu Jiajun now.
After seeing that these Yellow Turban soldiers had no intention of fighting and were preparing to retreat, Liu Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his beheading operation was very effective.
Never thought about it!
I don't know which reinforcements that killed a thousand swords came to support at this time, forcing the remaining yellow scarf soldiers to fight to the death and perish together with the soldiers under their command.
For a moment, Liu Bei was furious, but he had no choice but to pick up the male and female swords and kill them randomly.
kill!
Liu Bei shouted loudly and cheered for his soldiers. For a moment, a melee broke out. You came and I went, but no one gave way to anyone.
The battle lasted for half an hour before it ended.
Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were killed, but in the end Zhou Cang led more than a hundred people to break out of the encirclement and escape.
Liu Bei won this battle!
However, facing such a victory, Liu Bei couldn't be happy at all.
because……
The loss is too great!
He had four thousand soldiers under his command, but now he only had a little over a thousand left.
Three-quarters of the soldiers were killed!
Moreover, among the remaining one thousand people, half were seriously injured and half were slightly injured.
This is unacceptable to Liu Bei.
After all, according to his initial prediction, it would only take his second and third brothers to hold down the two Yellow Turban generals and kill them.
The Yellow Turbans who lost their leader were just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps. With all their will to fight, he could even kill them at the cost of just a few hundred men.
However, this plan was ruined by the arrival of Zhao Yun.
Reinforcements from the rear blocked the retreat, leaving the Yellow Turban soldiers to make a desperate move!
Damn guy!
When he thought of this, Liu Bei felt extremely angry.
The next moment, when the soldiers below were cleaning the battlefield, Liu Bei came on horseback, wanting to see who was the commander of that abominable reinforcements.
"After going down to Zhongshan to appease King Jing, Liu Xuande thanked the general for his help."
Before anyone arrived, Liu Bei's voice sounded first, a voice of thanks.
Not far away, when Zhao Yun heard these words, he looked quite serious.
After King Jing of Zhongshan?
Bloodline of the Han clan?
"Zhao Zilong from Changshan, by order of the lord, came to assist General Liu." Zhao Yun clamped his legs under the horse's belly, and moved forward with a jade lion shining at night under him, and came to Liu Bei.
Seeing Zhao Yun, Liu Bei's eyes lit up. He felt that the silver-robed general in front of him was majestic. His brows were full of resoluteness, and he stretched out his hands to reveal his righteousness. At first glance, he looked like he was not in the pool.
This general will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future!
If you can join me, Liu Bei...
Why worry about failure?
The thought flashed through Liu Bei's mind, and he immediately returned the gift and asked: "It turns out to be General Zhao. I wonder who the master of General Zhao is? General, can you introduce me to Liu? (Note: introduction, not recommendation)"
"since……"
Zhao Yun opened his mouth and was about to answer when he suddenly heard a burst of laughter in the distance.
"Xuande, I never thought that you and I would be so destined to meet again!"
But it was Xiao Wen who spoke and came slowly on a flying tiger.
Xi Zhicai followed Xiao Wen, deliberately taking half a step behind to see this scene in his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, but couldn't tell what he was thinking.
Hearing this, Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, followed the words, and his whole body froze in an instant.
At that moment, he saw Xiao Wen and unconsciously touched his waist with his palms.
The pain of the past is still there today!
But Liu Bei was very human after all. He quickly bowed his hands and bowed, saying, "Liu Bei has met your lord."
"Xuande does not need to be polite. Now that I am no longer the magistrate of Zhuoxian County, it is somewhat inappropriate for you to call me sir."
Not a county magistrate?
Liu Bei was stunned, he really didn't know about this matter.
After all, after the crisis in Zhuoxian was resolved and the magic weapon was created, he left with his brothers and his soldiers.
"Be prepared..."
"The emperor thinks highly of me and makes me General Fenwei, making me the Marquis of Tingting. If Xuande feels that calling me 'sir' is awkward, just call me 'general'."