The Yellow Turban Army was composed of neighbors from the same village, fathers, sons and brothers. During the war, they killed one person and aroused public anger. They would not stop fighting. However, once they lost the battle, it would cause cascading effects. One person would often abandon his weapon, and the whole family or even the entire village would surrender.
The Yellow Turban Army ran out for seven or eight miles, and the number dropped sharply from 50,000 to less than 30,000. The rest were either killed or surrendered. Bocai looked at the nearby camp and walked around it. He did not dare to go in. Once he entered the camp,
Being surrounded by the Han army is like a turtle in a urn. At the same time, you don't dare to abandon the crowd and run away. The target is too big and you will never escape the pursuit of the Han army.
The Han infantry pursued them for ten miles before stopping and captured more than 20,000 enemies. They immediately turned around and broke through the Yellow Turban camp. At this time, there were only two to three thousand soldiers in the Yellow Turban camp, and 40,000 to 50,000 old, weak, women and children. They barely resisted and surrendered.
Yes, the baggage obtained is very large.
Fu Xie and Qu Yi stopped at twenty miles, but Gai Junbu persevered.
Bo Cai was worried, knowing that if he continued to escape in such a chaotic manner, his entire army would be annihilated, and there would be no chance of escape. Zhou Xing gritted his steel teeth, turned his horse's head, and faced dozens of knights behind him.
For a moment, everyone followed suit.
Bocai raised his arm, and finally lowered it feebly.
Zhou Xing rode his horse to the back of the fleeing army and roared with all his strength: "Brothers, if you can't run on two legs and can't run on four legs, you will be dead. It's better to fight with the opponent. Kill one to get enough, kill two to earn one!"
"Kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one!" Zhou Xing's personal guards shouted in unison.
Upon hearing this, the Yellow Turban deserters slowed down and panted like bellows. They turned around and looked back. They saw that the Yellow Turban soldiers who had fallen behind were either shot to death or hacked to death. Their corpses were densely spread on the ground with no end in sight.
He shuddered violently, and when all the people behind him were killed, it was their turn.
General Zhou was right when he said that the left and right sides are dead, so it is better to fight with the other side.
"Kill one to get enough, kill two to earn one." Thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers shouted at the same time, and followed Zhou Xing to kill the Han soldiers. Along the way, people kept turning around to join the army, and rushed to the front of the Han army. More than three people had gathered.
thousand.
"The courage is commendable." Gai Jun sighed, it was just that the courage was commendable.
"kill……"
"Woooo..."
Following Gai Jun's order, the trumpet blew violently, and the war horses galloped and swept towards them. The Yellow Turban soldiers were not afraid of death, shouting for battle, exchanging their lives for injuries. Once they were killed, another one appeared immediately.
"Kill..." Zhou Xing raised his halberd high and headed straight for the Shehu Camp banner.
Gai Jun took up his bow and loaded the arrow, but waved his hand to Zhenliang. Zhenliang understood the meaning, pulled the bow to the full moon, there was a sound of the string, and a black light shot toward Zhou Xing with a mournful whistle.
Zhou Xing shook his head subconsciously, and the arrows flew past his ears and penetrated into the throat of the guard behind him. Before he could take a breath, another beam of black light struck him. It was so powerful and precise that he let out a desperate scream.
The scream stopped abruptly in the middle of the shout, and he was knocked off his horse with an arrow in his cheek.
Gai Jun drew back his bow and smiled, thinking to himself: "It's so cool to shoot a general in battle! Wouldn't it be more fun to take the general's head out of an army of thousands of people? Alas! It's a pity that we don't have the ability." Gai Jun smiled suddenly.
As soon as there was a freeze, he found that Bo Cai was taking advantage of the Han army to be entangled, organizing deserters and arranging the army into formation.
"Woooo..."
The trumpet sounds again.
When Juqu Yuan'an heard the sound of the horn, he immediately led the Luodiao Battalion to abandon the gallop and instead inserted diagonally into the enemy's side. Guan Yu was the front, and the horses' hooves rumbled like thunder, almost shattering the eardrums.
"Boom!"
Those who stood in the way had their sternums shattered and their internal organs ruptured. The Yellow Turban Army was cut off from the waist.
The general was about to die and was flanked by Han cavalry. The Yellow Turban army rushing at the front screamed in fear and dispersed with a loud bang.
The Han cavalry killed the scattered Yellow Turban soldiers, and Bocai over there was able to arrange a square formation and stand ready.
Gai Junwei said: "This wave of thieves really have some tricks. I might not be able to do better than him. It's a pity..."
Bocai looked disappointed and pained. The Han army did not attack as expected, but stopped just a stone's throw away.
Stalemate...
The Han soldiers jumped off their horses one after another, took out dried rice cakes and dried meat from the bags on the side of the saddle, and walked to the front of the battle line to enjoy it. They had already eaten an hour before going into battle, but they knew that the Yellow Turban Army was still hungry after a day of fighting.
Therefore, they deliberately covet each other.
Abdominal rumblings and swallowing sounds came one after another. The Yellow Turban warriors stared at the Han soldiers with wide eyes as they ate and chewed, sometimes licking their chapped lips with a look of longing.
Bocai sighed and sent an order: "The rear army becomes the front army and retreat!"
Gai Jun's army marched on the side of the Yellow Turban Army, always keeping within an arrow's reach, neither rushing nor slowing down. No cavalry commander would foolishly attack the square formation composed of armored soldiers, halberds, bows and crossbows. He was not in a hurry, he should have
The most anxious one is the Yellow Turban Army. Their marching speed is as slow as a turtle crawling, and the Han army behind them can catch up before dark.
Since Gai Jun knew, how could the Yellow Turban Army not know?
After walking for several miles, the Yellow Turban Army formation first became turbulent, then chaotic, and finally deserters appeared. One, two, three... collapsed again and scrambled to escape.
This time, even the gods will have difficulty gathering the Yellow Turban Army.
Gai Jun was afraid that Bo Cai would abandon his army and run away, so Guan Yu led 500 Qiang Qu troops to leave the main group and watch the enemy closely, while the rest chased the Yellow Turban Army and chopped them in the back.
After a few more miles, the Yellow Turban Army either surrendered or died, leaving only three thousand people still running for their lives in embarrassment. Not many of them were killed, but more surrendered, and they ran for dozens of miles with armor and soldiers. Most of them were already tired.
I can't move my legs anymore.
Gai Jun was puzzled. Why did the other party want to escape? Did they really think they could escape? The thundering cheers from the Yellow Turban Army woke him up. Gai Jun's doubts quickly disappeared, and a sparkling river appeared in front of him.
distance.
"This, this is Lishui. Damn it, why did I forget about Lishui?" Gai Jun was so angry that he almost went crazy. Lishui is a branch of Yingshui. It passes through Runan County, enters Yingchuan County, and ends at Yingyin County.
Then he turned to the north. Gai Jun sent his friend Chen Yi back to his hometown. On his way back, he passed by Yingyin and crossed the river. In fact, it's no wonder that he couldn't remember that this was not Yingyin, but the boundary of Runan, which he had never been to before.
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"Blow the trumpet, surround and kill the Yellow Turban Army at all costs, and do not allow the enemy to cross the river."
"Woooo..."
The Lishui River was close at hand, and it would be safe to cross the river. The dry strength in the body surged out again, and the Yellow Turban soldiers rushed to the front.
"Uh-huh..." A Yellow Turban soldier was knocked away by a war horse.
"Uh-huh..." A Yellow Turban soldier was hacked to death with a machete.
"Uh-huh..." A Yellow Turban soldier was impaled by Ma Zhen.
"Uh-huh..." A Yellow Turban soldier was hit by an arrow.
Although some people continued to be killed, more and more people just ignored it and just sprinted forward.
"Boshuai, you cross the river quickly, and we will hold off the incoming enemy for Boshuai."
After that, more than a hundred knights of the bodyguard, led by the leader of the bodyguard, fought without hesitation towards Guan Yu Qiangqu, who was watching eagerly from the side.
Bo Cai took a deep look at his confidant who had been following him for several years, then rode straight towards Lishui, which was dozens of steps away.
Looking at the Yellow Turban Knight coming with the sword, a trace of pity flashed in Guan Yu's eyes. All around him, there was a constant sound of banging strings. Since the opponent was covered in armor, the Qiang people focused on the face, and the mount attacked. A group of people turned on their backs, and the Yellow Turban Knight rushed forward.
Within twenty steps, there were already less than thirty riders.
Guan Yu shouted loudly, leapt on his horse and raised his sword. Two human heads flew away from his neck at the same time, and blood flowed out. At the same time, he grabbed the halberd that was stabbing him with his left hand and sent it away with force. The halberd holder was stabbed in the chest by the halberd pole and fell from his horse.
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Qiangqu was more than ten times his opponent, and he killed all the Yellow Turban Knights in just one fight.
"Plop!"
Bocai forced his horse to rush into the river.
"Plop! Plop! Plop..."
After a while, the Yellow Turban soldiers also came to the shore, jumped into the river like dumplings, and swam to the other side using their hands and feet.
"Shoot, shoot them all..."
Gai Jun was furious and roared.
Less than 1,500 of the Yellow Turbans were able to escape the heavy encirclement and killing by the Han cavalry and entered the river. Those who were able to swim to the other side were even less than a thousand. The rest were shot dead by the Han army. Corpses were everywhere in the river, and the Lishui River was dyed black.
Red, under the setting sun, it adds a bit of desolation.
Bocai climbed ashore, suddenly looked back, and stared deeply at Gai Jun, whose eyes were red.);.