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Huangtian Camp, the elite unit under Zhang Jiao of the Yellow Turban Army. Most of Qin Yang's personal guards now commanded by Guan Hai are also selected from Huangtian Camp.
Forty thousand elite infantry, seven thousand death squads, and three thousand cavalry are all Huangtianying's assets. In this battle, Huangtianying serves as the reserve force of the entire Yellow Turban Army and must play a role at critical moments.
This time Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang retook the forward position with only 10,000 infantry. However, the combat power of these 10,000 infantry was more terrifying than that of the 20,000 army. There is no other reason. Huangtianying was the most powerful force in the entire Yellow Turban Army.
The most loyal and determined troops. Their loyalty to Zhang Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army is above all else. For their beliefs, they are always ready to die bravely!
The 10,000 Huangtian camp joined more than 10,000 defeated Yellow Turban soldiers and rushed to the front line again. The Xiliang people had never seen such an army before. After being pierced by a spear, they held on to the spear tightly and were cut off by the saber.
Half of his neck was firmly grasping the saber, and he even threw himself directly on the horse, hugging the horse's legs to delay the movement of the cavalry.
Whether it's teeth, nails, or even their own broken arms and necks! They can all be used as weapons to kill the enemy, or to drag the enemy back! This is a group of complete lunatics! They only have killing in their eyes, without any
There is a trace of emotion, as if death is a kind of relief for them.
Go and kill them, they don't care, because they have already made up their mind to die. But they are not waiting to die, but when you are about to take their lives, they will give you a heavy blow!
The Xiliang cavalry, who were known for their toughness, were scared. They could kill people without blinking an eye. But they were also afraid of death, especially soldiers who had death in their eyes nakedly, fighting against such monsters.
Even they feel creepy!
"What kind of monsters are these!" Li Jue was furious. Under his horse, four Huangtianying soldiers who had been dead for a long time hugged the horse's legs tightly. One soldier's teeth were even deeply embedded in the horse's back.
above the legs.
"They are human beings, the most proud warriors of our Yellow Turban Army!" Pei Yuanshao's slender eyes flashed with cold light, and the spear in his hand had already stabbed Li Jue in front of him.
"Who are you?" Li Jue narrowly avoided Pei Yuanshao's spear. Feeling the fighting spirit brought by the opponent's spear, Li Jue knew that his opponent was no ordinary Yellow Turban Army.
"Commander of Huang Tianying, Pei Yuanshao!" Pei Yuanshao remained as cold as ever, and the spear in his hand did not stop at all.
The violent collision of fighting spirit caused ripples in the air, and Li Jue was so shocked that he dismounted his horse and took a few steps back before he could stop. At this moment, he already knew that the man opposite him named Pei Yuanshao was definitely not easy to mess with.
On the other hand, Guo Bang was even more embarrassed. Under Zhou Cang's constant swing of the sword, Guo Bang, who was not known for his strength, suffered terribly and could only retreat steadily.
The Yellow Turban Army's flag was finally erected on the position again. A cheer like a mountain roaring and a tsunami erupted from the Yellow Turban Army camp.
However, just after Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang expelled Li Jue and Guo Si's Xiliang cavalry from their position, the ground suddenly began to shake. A thunderous sound of "rumbling" swept over the battlefield, and the battlefield was filled with smoke and dust.
The sound of killing shook the sky!
"It's your lord, your lord is here to pick us up! Brothers, rush back!" Li Jue roared excitedly.
As if to confirm Li Jue's words, a moment later, waves of sonorous and powerful roars came overwhelmingly.
"Iron-blooded Xiliang! The glory of the Flying Bear Army!" Crazy shouts roared from the throats of the knights wielding spears. Under this roar, the retreating Xiliang cavalry instantly forgot their fear of the Huangtianying soldiers.
, one by one, they turned their horses and charged back towards the position that the Yellow Turban Army had just recaptured! Dong Zhuo's 50,000 Xiliang cavalry vowed to crush all the Yellow Turban Army!
"Your Highness, Dong Zhuo's army is coming!" Ma Yuanyi saw the momentum of the Xiliang cavalry and couldn't help but change his face and said.
"Well..." Qin Yang nodded, looking at the cavalry that was as dark as a torrential flood, and took a deep breath.
"Military advisor, go and invite sir..." Qin Yang exhaled and said.
A small green-haired donkey kicked slowly through the layers of guards of the Yellow Turban Army and came to Qin Yang's horse. The man on the donkey was wrapped in black robes and his face could not be seen clearly. Because of Qin Yang's order,
All the surrounding Yellow Turban troops looked at this weirdo strangely but took no action.
"Sir, the success or failure of our Yellow Turban Army depends entirely on you." Qin Yang smiled at the man in black robe and said.
"Haha, His Highness Prince Ming is serious. If I had the intention to deceive His Highness, I am afraid that His Highness would be the first to cut me into pieces..."
Qin Yang smiled and winked at Ma Yuanyi beside him. Ma Yuanyi immediately understood and took a heavy package from the guard beside him.
"This is a reward for sir, how about you watch the battle with me?" Qin Yang said very politely, but Ma Yuanyi on the side held the package firmly in his hand, with no intention of handing it out.
"Strategist, why don't you give your reward to me sir? Military strategist? Where are you going, strategist?"
"Your Highness, I may be feeling a little uncomfortable after eating today, and my stomach is very upset. I'll be fine soon, I'll be fine soon..." Ma Yuanyi waved the package in front of the man in black and disappeared into the queue.
"Military advisor... alas! Sir, look at this... the military advisor is impatient. He will be back soon." Qin Yang sighed, stamping his feet, and said to the man in black robe.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ming is so good at running the army that he can even control the belly of the horse commander. I admire him, I admire him..." The man in black robe didn't take it seriously and said in a nonchalant manner.
"Haha, sir, it's funny, it's funny..." Qin Yang rolled his eyelids, pretending not to understand the implication of the black-robed man, and laughed. Just kidding, as a modern person two thousand years later, how could Qin Yang suffer a loss? At least he didn't see a rabbit.
He still understands the truth of spreading the eagle. The origin of this man in black robe is unknown, so only ghosts will believe him.
Seeing Qin Yang pretending to be stupid, the man in black robe sneered and said nothing, turning to look at the dusty battlefield.
On the battlefield, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army changed again. The commanders Qing Niujiao and Bai Rao had already brought five thousand archers to both wings of the Yellow Turban Army's defense line. Tens of thousands of strong bows were drawn like a full moon.
Ready to go.
"Perak Chariot, throw!" Qin Yang waved his arm, and the huge command flag waved, sending a signal to the Thunder Chariot behind him.
A moment later, a "rumbling" sound suddenly sounded from behind the Yellow Turban Army, and dozens of huge airbags flew rapidly toward the place where tens of thousands of horses were galloping under the powerful ejection of the Thunderbolt Chariot.
"Fire arrows!" Following the order, dense sounds of bowstrings and the sound of piercing the air suddenly sounded from the bow and arrow battalion's position.
The timing was just right. Just when those airbags slowed down after being hit by air resistance and were about to fall, they were suddenly shot through by countless arrows. The airbags were all made of leather. After being shot through, black streaks appeared.
Smoke came out. It happened to be the south wind at this time. After the black smoke appeared, it quickly rushed towards the Xiliang cavalry under Dong Zhuo's command.
"What?!" Dong Zhuo, who was galloping rapidly among the team, couldn't help but be startled when he saw the black mist coming towards him. Under his instinctive reaction, a wave of fighting spirit instantly enveloped his body densely.
The black mist moved with the wind, and the wind speed was so fast. Just when Dong Zhuo had just wrapped his body with fighting spirit, more than 40,000 sturdy Xiliang cavalry had already rushed into the black mist.
"No, this mist is poisonous!" The Xiliang cavalry felt an almost spinning feeling as soon as they came into contact with the black mist. They were not fighters. How could they escape from the black mist in such a hurry? In just a moment, they were in the dark mist.
The hundreds of cavalrymen at the front had already fallen off their horses, and the cavalrymen who rushed up later could not stop in time, stepping on the corpses of their companions and rushing into the black mist.
"The yellow scarf thieves are using magic! They are releasing poisonous fog!" On the battlefield, panicked shouts came one after another. The Xiliang cavalry, who were as fierce as ancient giant beasts just now, began to panic, and the sound of people shouting and horses neighing could not be heard.
As long as the cavalry rushes into the black mist, if they are not protected by fighting spirit, they will all fall!
The man in black robe sat on the donkey next to Qin Yang, calmly looking at the tragedy on the battlefield and said softly: "The Breath of the Ancient Poisonous Dragon... It's a pity that there is too little, and it can only be sold to two families. If there were more, the price
It should be higher..."
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