Looking at the endless yellow scarf thieves spreading for tens of miles ahead, Huangfu Song frowned with worry. He only had 20,000 soldiers under his command, and his opponents were five times as many as him. These yellow scarf thieves were different from the past. The rebellion was planned for a long time, and several large-scale arsenals in Yuzhou were quickly captured at the beginning of the rebellion. There were as many as 40,000 armored men, and there were also many crossbows. In terms of equipment alone, they were not weak. The Han army. Although its opponents were not as elite as the Han army composed of frontier troops and five colonels from Kyoto, the soldiers in the army were all fathers and sons, brothers, neighbors from the same hometown. The saying "the fathers and brothers are annihilated, the sons will rise in droves", really kill one person and cause trouble. The public is angry and will not stop until death.
Huangfu Song was in trouble, but he knew that Zhu Jun would be in trouble. Zhu Jun underestimated the enemy and rushed in and was besieged in Runan. If he didn't go to rescue him as soon as possible, tens of thousands of soldiers would be in danger! However, he did not act rashly. The Yellow Turban Army had tens of thousands of crossbows. With only 20,000 troops attacking the enemy formation, even if he could win, it would probably be a miserable victory. What would he do to rescue Zhu Jun afterwards? So he was waiting for the Yellow Turban Army to lose patience and take the initiative to attack. Zhu Jun was in danger of being wiped out, but the Han Dynasty With strong national strength, there must be no shortage of reinforcements. The Yellow Turban Army cannot afford to wait. Only by defeating itself quickly and then encircling and annihilating Zhu Jun can it truly gain a foothold.
Let's see now, who can't hold it anymore first.
"Huangfu is worthy of being from a military family, and he is a handsome man from far away..." Bo Cai sighed with emotion. Bo Cai wandered around the world when he was young. He was taken in by Zhang Jiao and trained carefully. He was one of the most knowledgeable people on the Taiping Road. He was about 10 years old. He was in his thirties, of average height, with an ordinary appearance, and nothing outstanding about him. But it was such a person with an average appearance who defeated the famous general Zhu Jun and made everyone in the Han Dynasty change their mood.
A middle-aged man with a face as black as coal said: "If one hundred thousand attacks twenty thousand, we will win. Why should Boss have any doubts?"
Bocai laughed to himself when he heard this. He always thought about defeating Huangfu Song with as little loss as possible, and then destroying Zhu Jun, so as to retain his strength to deal with the continuous reinforcements from the Han Dynasty. Huangfu Song had not yet been killed, so he thought so far ahead. Varied?
"Huangfu, since you want me to attack, I will attack! Let's see if you can withstand it."
"Bang the drum!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The formation of the Yellow Turban Front Army was extremely loose. Most of the tens of thousands of people had no armor, colorful clothes, and various weapons. There were even people holding farm tools and shouting. Not to mention compared to the Han army, which was armed to the teeth, even compared to the tens of thousands of rear troops. Compared with their companions wearing black armor, they are also greatly inferior. There is no doubt that they will be cannon fodder, used to consume the Han army's crossbows, attack the enemy formation, and create good opportunities for their companions to follow up. Knowing that they will die, their morale is very high. With a look of determination, these people were all refugees or poor people. When they were about to die, Taipingdao gave them a chance to change their destiny.
The sound of the drums was like a muffled thunder, resounding across the wilderness. The Yellow Turban Army marched towards the enemy line with the passionate drums, or... a dream?
"The bandits can't bear it any longer." Chief Shi Liang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After several days of confrontation, the other party finally couldn't bear it any longer. Liang Yan was from Anding Wuzhi and was from the same hometown as Huangfu Song. Liang's surname was from Anding County. The largest clan is also the top noble family in the world. No one in the world can compare with it. Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, there have been two generals, three queens, six nobles, governors, and prefects. Although they are domineering and powerful, they are like stars. Because of the general Liang Ji, the Liang family members were either killed or left alone, and their vitality was severely damaged. However, the Liang family tree has deep roots and has not recovered from the fall. Liang Yan is in his forties this year. He has extraordinary appearance and profound knowledge. He is a famous scholar in Guanxi. The government, the prefecture, and the bus were all unavailable. Huangfu Song reluctantly invited him out based on decades of friendship.
Huangfu Song's expression gradually softened, and he turned to Huangfu Zuo and said, "Order someone to put up a flag."
"Nuo." Huangfu Zuo, whose courtesy name is Jianshou, is the eldest son of Huangfu Song. He was born at the age of 18 and is tall and handsome. Now he is appointed as a military officer. As the name suggests, he is also a military officer, with more than ten people.
"Put up the flag!"
Next to the banner of the central army of the Han army, five-color flags were suddenly erected, including yellow for the center, red for the front or south, black for the rear or north, pale for the left or east, and pale for the right or south.
Western white.
Seeing the flag erected in the center, the five parties responded with flags with poles several feet long and representing the colors of their respective parties.
At the same time, the assisting army Sima Quyi and the protecting army Sima Fu Xie each separated their two thousand horses from the formation one east and one west and cruised to the side. This can not only cover their own flanks, but also play a role in detecting the enemy's actual situation, and is also beneficial to
Attacking the enemy's flank and surrounding his rear are the only ways to form a formation on foot and cavalry.
The Yellow Turban Army was very fast. They advanced 500 steps to the Han Army and were within the range of the crossbow carts. The Han Army had hundreds of crossbow carts. The crossbows roared angrily. How could flesh and blood withstand the abnormally thick and heavy arrows?
With shouts and cries, they stabbed one person after another, and more than five people were stabbed in succession. The Yellow Turban Army suffered heavy casualties and fell to the ground like wheat.
Fortunately, the firing speed of the large crossbows was very slow, and the Yellow Turbans survived a few more rounds, and advanced to more than 200 paces. The Han army's infantry archers raised their bows to the sky, and with the sound of "shoot!" thousands of long arrows "buzzed",
After taking off the bow, when it climbed to the highest point, the sky turned dark, then turned around and fell rapidly downwards. Thousands of gorgeous blood-colored sprays bloomed from the huge Yellow Turban Army formation in an instant.
"shoot!"
"Buzz!"
The arrow rain struck again, even more ferocious than before.
"shoot!"
"Buzz!"
"..."
The Yellow Turbans screamed, wailed, and cried helplessly, but this could not win the Han army any mercy. Round after round of arrow rain was dense and rapid. The Han army's infantry archers all shot upwards, aiming at targets.
In a certain area, the Yellow Turbans rushed out with a narrow escape. Before they could take a breath, they were faced with a violent storm of crossbows.
Wu Gouzi is from Runan. He is 20 years old. His family once owned several acres of farmland. His father died of a sudden illness a few years ago, which cost him a lot of money. However, no one was willing to lend money to his family. It was because of his family's poor reputation.
Well, everyone was warned by the Chen family, a local wealthy family. Being forced to do so, the Wu family had no choice but to sell their land to the Chen family at a low price, first one acre, then two acres... until they sold out. My father eventually died.
, Wu Gouzi joined the Chen family as a slave in order to prevent his mother and sister from starving to death. Last year, the epidemic was raging, and his mother occasionally caught cold. The Chen family thought she was infected with the plague, and without hesitation drove his family of three into the mountains.
His mother died of illness, his sister was eaten by a wolf, and he was the only one left in the world. He hated the Chen family and the world. At the beginning of the year, he joined Taiping Dao and killed all the Chen family. Taiping Dao told him that the worst in the world
The man is the emperor, so he wants to kill the emperor now.
Looking at the rain of crossbows, Wu Gouzi remembered the locust plague a few years ago. At that time, it was really overwhelming! The whole village was mobilized, burning and burying people day and night, and they were able to barely contain the locust plague. It is said that this kind of locust plague was overwhelming.
The method was invented by a man named Gai Ying, and he was granted a title for it. Wu Gouzi couldn't understand how Gai Ying, who was about the same age as him, could be so smart.
"Uh-huh..."
"Uh-huh..."
His companion kept falling down, the sound of crossbow arrows piercing flesh and bone filled his ears, and hot blood splashed all over his face and body. Wu Gouzi's teeth chattered with fear, but his steps accelerated a bit.
"Puff..."
Wu Gouzi's steps froze. He lowered his head and looked at the several bloody holes in his chest. He was spinning for a while and fell to the ground. Countless companions stepped on his body and continued to move forward. It hurt, it hurt, especially when they stepped on the wound.
He wanted to shout, "Don't step on me, I'm not dead yet." But he found that he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Wu Gouzi had bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were filled with gray. He thought to himself: "The sky is not blue. How can it be so yellow? The sky... the yellow sky..." He suddenly remembered a popular saying in Taiping Road.
, summoned up his last breath and shouted: "Cang Tian... is dead... Huang Tian... is about to stand..."
The crossbow array of the Han army was too fierce, and the Yellow Turban Army was already exhausted. A Yellow Turban Soldier passing by Wu Gouzi wanted to turn around and escape from this terrible nightmare place. After hearing his words, he murmured to himself: "Heavenly Heaven"
...is dead...Huang Tian...should stand..."
This time more people heard it and shouted: "Heaven...is dead..."
"The sky...is dead..."
"Huang Tian...it's time to..."
First there were dozens of people, then hundreds of people, then thousands of people, and finally tens of thousands of people in yellow scarves stared at the scarlet eyes, shouted passionate slogans, faced the rain of arrows, stretched their legs and ran, full of indomitable tragedy. The sky does not mean God.
, but the Han Dynasty. The country left them with nothing, and they were worse off than dead. They should have died long ago. Only the Way of Taiping, only the Way of Taiping, can save the people of the world. The great sage and good teacher once said: He will establish an eternal "peace".
In this country, there are no distinctions between classes, no distinction between superior and inferior, no legal labor, no exploitation and oppression, no diseases and natural disasters.
The Great Master is a man of God, and what he says must be true!