Rain is always like this. It starts as a drizzle and no one cares about it, and then suddenly it starts to get heavier, so heavy that no one has time to react.
But now, at the foot of Taiping Mountain, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Because the two sides were intertwined, they could not retreat even if it rained heavily.
The Yellow Turban soldiers in the Taiping Mountain Barrier are actually not weak in combat power. They are all the remaining essence from previous wars. Now they are effectively willing to give up and are full of fighting spirit.
But the Yuan soldiers opposite them are indeed strong soldiers.
Unlike most armies, most of the main attacking troops are swordsmen and soldiers, and swordsmen and soldiers are well-deserved elite soldiers in any era and in any army.
The reason is not complicated. It is because it is difficult to master the use of equipment with both hands. This is not something that the recruited Ding Yu can do. It requires a certain amount of time to train.
Now, with the support of various warriors, Yuan Shao has such an elite army, and he can be proud of the others.
But who would have imagined that these elite soldiers of Yuan Shao would be rolling in the mud with the Yellow Turban soldiers. The Yellow Turban soldiers could not draw their bows and arrows, and Yuan's soldiers could not hold their swords. Both sides used the most primitive weapons, using their teeth.
The stones brutally kill their respective enemies.
The war was extremely cruel.
At this time, Wen Chou came up.
He didn't use his usual iron spear, but simply took an iron bone flower, and then killed it wearing iron armor.
He stepped on a pond and splashed a burst of blood. At the same time, Wen Chou's bones waved. The dark and rough iron bones crossed the water curtain with unparalleled force, and then hit a yellow scarf soldier on the forehead.
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The man's head exploded like a watermelon, red and white mixed together and sputtered out. Then the entire battlefield seemed to be accelerated.
Wen Chou led the armored soldiers and plunged into the crowd like an awl. No matter who was blocking him in front, Wen Chou would always hit him with one blow. With one blow, blood would fly everywhere, and with one blow, all living beings would be equal.
After several Yellow Turban Army commanders were killed in succession, the command system of each army fell into a state of semi-paralysis. Coupled with the rain getting heavier, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was obviously declining.
As the apricot-yellow flags fell, more and more Yellow Turban troops began to retreat up the mountain, unable to bear it any longer.
But even so, there are still Taiping officials who are loyal to their duties and are working hard to restrain the troops. They shout loudly on the noisy battlefield to boost morale.
It was also at this time that Gong Du, who had been waiting on the hillside, couldn't help but growl at Liu Pi:
"How long do we have to wait? The brothers below are wailing. Let's kill them."
Liu Pi instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he saw Gong Du's red eyes, he finally agreed.
So Gong Du went crazy and faced a group of yellow scarf warriors in the dense forest. Then he tied the yellow scarf belt on his forehead in front of them and roared:
"Yellow Turban Warriors, come out!"
There were nearly a thousand yellow turban warriors, all wearing iron armor, holding long swords, chanting the "Taiping Sutra" in their mouths, and rolled down Gongdu without hesitation.
As Gong Du kept calling for peace, he began to dispatch the thousands of yellow scarf warriors to all directions of the battle line, and finally led four centuries to kill directly towards Wen Chou's location.
Why could Gong Du find Wen Chou's location accurately?
Just look at the white armor under the rain curtain, and you will know where the enemy's elite are.
Once Gong Du determined Wen Chou's position, he almost gave up his formation, and all his troops advanced here as quickly as possible. Along the way, these yellow turban warriors kept shouting, and the yellow turban soldiers along the road gave way one after another, and at the same time they burst into thundering cheers.
Voice.
After that, this Yellow Turban Army was like a chisel, cutting into Wen Chou's flank.
After receiving Gong Du's blow, the Yuan soldiers' line collapsed on the flank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then disappeared on the battlefield like melting snow.
After Gong Du penetrated from this flank, he did not stop and directly cut off the return route of Wen Chou's army from the rear. The Yuan's armored soldiers behind were stunned by the killing, and then collapsed and retreated while pushing each other.
At this time, the yellow scarf warriors originally dispatched to the left and right wings by Gong Du had also penetrated the enemy's formation and began to merge at the rear.
As a result, Wen Chou's troops were cut off from their retreat by the thousands of yellow scarf warriors.
At first Wen Chou was still fighting hard, but with the shouts from both sides and the chaos behind him, he realized something was wrong.
At this time, it was already too late for him to retreat. He turned around and saw the densely packed yellow scarf heads behind him. His hands were sweating and he almost couldn't hold Tie Guduo.
At this moment, the mostly angular Tieguduo was stained with blood and white pulp and became increasingly slippery, so Wen Chou simply threw the Tieguduo away and picked up a ring-head knife from the ground.
After thinking about it, Wen Chou felt uneasy again, so he picked up another spear, and then counted the soldiers who were still with him, and there were only sixteen left.
Wen Chou didn't say anything more and just led the sixteen people forward, aiming directly at the Yellow Turban Qushuai at this barrier and the big banner behind him.
Now that the retreat has been cut off, I, Wen Chou, will move forward and kill each other.
But ideas are ideas, and it would be a bit fanciful to really rely on seventeen people, including Wen Chou, to complete the task of killing generals and capturing the flag.
So Wen Chou made some adjustments and decided to penetrate the barrier through the gap on one side that had collapsed.
The rain began to fall heavier and heavier, and the camp began to be filled with mist, making the field of vision increasingly unclear. Wen Chou and fifteen armored soldiers walked carefully close to the inside of the camp, trying not to make any noise.