The battlefield was chaotic, with smoke and dust everywhere. Especially when a group of powerful combatants joined the battle, the original long street had exceeded the limit of what it could originally accommodate. The walls collapsed, the houses were shattered, and the fighting on the long street had begun.
It spread to all directions. The melee of 60,000 to 70,000 people almost razed the surrounding gorgeous houses and buildings to the ground.
"Charge! Long live the Empire!" The Imperial Guards and Imperial Guards charged frantically toward the Yellow Turban banner, without any concern for the flanking attacks from the Yellow Turbans on both sides and behind.
"Kill! Long live the Yellow Turbans!" The Yellow Turbans on both sides moved crazily towards the center, trying to divide the charge of the Imperial Guards and Imperial Guards into two, encircle and reduce the pressure on the Chinese army.
At this time, both sides had no way out. Either the imperial army captured Qin Yang's central army, or the Yellow Turban Army divided the imperial army. They refused to give in to each other, and could only use the blade in their hands and the blood of the enemy to determine the final victory.
On the frontal battlefield, Qin Yang has sent out all the last thousand personal guards in his hand to block the enemy's frontal breakthrough. Under the Yellow Turban flag, there are only a few dozen human figures guarding the fluttering Yellow Turban flag. But even so, on the long street,
After the imprisonment was broken, the absolute numerical superiority of the Imperial Guards and Imperial Forest Army gradually became apparent. A thousand Yellow Turban Army soldiers were like a piece of paper window paper, crumbling in the face of the stormy waves, and were almost submerged in the Imperial Guard and Royal Forest Army.
Among the waves of the Imperial Guard.
On both wings, the Yulin Army, which was originally responsible for attacking Qin Yang's central army, has switched to defending the Yellow Turban Army on both wings. Eight thousand versus ten thousand, although the Yellow Turban Army has an advantage in both personal combat power and quantity, they are frantically harvesting their opponents'
Life, but after all, even a frenzied massacre of 8,000 defenseless enemies will take time, not to mention 8,000 fully armed soldiers who have been given death orders. Therefore, although the two wings of the Yellow Turban Army tried their best to join forces in the center, they made no progress.
Relatively slow.
At the rear of the Royal Forest Army, Guan Hai, Cao Hong, Wei Yan, and Li Dian had joined forces with six thousand Yellow Turban troops. They chased Zhang Rang and others and fought madly. The Imperial Forest Army defending in the rear was instantly shattered to pieces, but
The cunning Zhang Rang, however, had already led his army to avoid their attack. The dragon flag of the Han Empire had moved to the center of the battlefield.
"It seems that Zhang Rang is going to take me down even if he fights to the death." Qin Yang looked at the dragon flag that kept moving forward and said solemnly.
"Yes, I really didn't expect Zhang Rang to have such a desperate courage..." Xi Zhicai frowned, thinking quickly about how to deal with it.
Qin Yang smiled lightly and said: "Courage? He is just trying to complete his mission. His only mission is to capture me and bring me to the palace to sacrifice."
"What do you mean, Your Highness?" Xi Zhicai looked at Qin Yang in confusion.
"From the Battle of Xiangcheng to now, he has never wanted me to submit. Otherwise, why would he help my Yellow Turban Army again and again?"
"I see. It seems that what they want is not a complete victory, and these soldiers are just pawns for their wanton waste..." Xi Zhicai did not ask Qin Yang deeply about the reason, but just nodded and thought about how to deal with it.
Policy.
"So what, the chess piece is still in his hand now. If I retreat at this time, I can save it, but these soldiers under my command..." Qin Yang sighed lightly. At this time, he could completely defeat the opponent.
He retreated before he could charge forward, but as he was the commander, if he retreated at this time, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army might be reduced. Once this happened, it would cause a devastating blow to the Yellow Turban Army, which was still fighting.
"Can't retreat!" Xi Zhicai said categorically. It's not that he didn't care about Qin Yang's life at all, but considering the entire battle situation, Qin Yang must not retreat. Xi Zhicai likes to use dangerous moves when marching, just like this time
The same is true for deploying troops. If the opponent at this time was He Jin or most generals, they would probably be in chaos. But Xi Zhicai did not expect that the opponent turned out to be someone who did not care about the outcome of the war and only wanted to capture one
The human madman Zhang Rang.
Suddenly Xi Zhicai's eyes lit up and he said: "Although Zhang Rang doesn't care about the outcome of the war or the life and death of the soldiers, it is beyond my expectation, but it may not be entirely harmful to us..."
"What do you mean..." Qin Yang's heart moved.
Xi Zhicai nodded and said: "Yes, instigate rebellion!"
"Wang Ping has returned to the Royal Forest Army. He can follow our army's orders to rebel at any time. But he is just a centurion. He can at most instigate rebellion against a few officers who are friends with him. At most, it can only be a few hundred.
It's just a human being..." Qin Yang hesitated. What he wanted to do when he sent Wang Ping back to the Royal Forest Army was to instigate rebellion when the two sides were fighting, but everything developed so fast at this time that he almost forgot about it.
"Haha, Wang Ping is just an opportunity. Even if he gathers a thousand people, it will only be a drop in the bucket..." Xi Zhicai said with a mysterious smile.
"Then whose rebellion are you trying to incite?" Qin Yang asked curiously.
Xi Zhicai smiled and said: "His Highness will know after your subordinates see Wang Ping in a while, but I wonder if Your Highness dares to stay here for a while?"
Qin Yang laughed and said: "Old drama, you damn young man is playing tricks with me. Back then I took a few people and dared to face Huangfu Song's army of hundreds of thousands below Xiangcheng. Do you think I was scared? But?
..." Speaking of this, Qin Yang's tone became solemn, "But Lao Xi, you said you were going to see Wang Ping? Did you mean you wanted to..."
Xi Zhicai smiled and said: "What? Your Highness is still worried about me? I dare not say anything else. Above this speed, I, Xi Zhicai, am ranked second, and no one in the world dares to be ranked first! Shuttle through this battlefield with tens of thousands of people.
That’s all, I really don’t care!”
"But your injury..."
"It doesn't matter! Your Highness just needs to give me a jug of good wine!" Xi Zhicai said proudly.
"Tch! Just say you're thirsty for wine. Zhou Cang happened to bring some when he came, so I'll give it to you." Qin Yang sneered and threw a wine bag to Xi Zhicai. Although he was joking, Qin Yang also knew that he was joking.
Zhicai definitely didn’t drink because he was greedy.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Xi Zhicai unloaded the wine bag, pulled out the stopper, and drank a "gurgling" drink. After a while, a whole bag of strong liquor had entered his belly.
"Haha! So happy!" Xi Zhicai threw away the wine bag and looked up to the sky with a loud laugh. There was already a hint of drunkenness between his eyebrows.
After laughing, Xi Zhi tightened the long sword at his waist and twisted his shoulder casually. The severe pain caused by the tearing of the wound on his shoulder made him frown slightly, but he calmed down immediately.
After everything was prepared, Xi Zhicai said to Qin Yang: "Your Highness, I am going! If the enemy is in chaos, please charge immediately!"
Qin Yang put away his laughter and said seriously to Xi Zhicai, clasping his fists: "Take care, old Xi!"
"Haha! Don't worry, I won't die yet!" Xi Zhicai let out a long roar and regained his arrogant attitude. His body began to sway around as if he was drunk. Suddenly, Xi Zhicai's body was swaying.
There was a sudden freeze, and after a moment, the motionless figure slowly dissipated in front of Qin Yang like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the moon!
"Afterimage!" It was not that Qin Yang had never seen Xi Zhicai's speed before, but seeing him again now was even more surprising. He could not imagine that a person's speed could be so fast that afterimages appeared!
At the same time, on the extremely anxious battlefield, many soldiers suddenly felt as if a gust of wind was blowing in front of them. Then their eyes blurred but they saw nothing. They had no choice but to shake their heads and start fighting again. But when this "
When the "dark wind" blew near Wang Ping, who was advancing with the large army, it suddenly stopped. Xi Zhicai's figure appeared out of thin air, and at this time there was no trace of alcohol on his body.
"What..." Wang Ping felt as if someone suddenly appeared beside him, and he was about to shout. Xi Zhicai took the lead and laughed and said: "General Wang, don't panic, it's me..."
Under the banner of the Yellow Turban, after Xi Zhicai left, Qin Yang faced the battlefield with loud killing sounds close at hand, and slowly drew out the sword from his waist. At this time, the two thousand Yellow Turban troops who were originally defending on the frontal battlefield only
There are hundreds of people left.
Taking a deep breath, a spell appeared in Qin Yang's hand, and the hot flames gradually spread on the long sword in his hand. This was not the first time for Qin Yang to be forced to this point, but
This time, Qin Yang did not expect that the soldiers from the camp would fall from the sky and rush out to protect him. Now everything is up to him!
Just when Qin Yang was getting ready to face the charge like a wave, he suddenly felt a sweet fragrance coming from the air around him. Looking at the two familiar figures coming to him, Qin Yang couldn't help but be startled and lost his voice: "You guys
...Why are you here?!"
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