Great Han Empire

Chapter 120
The Black Panther followers looked excited, held up their weapons, and shouted with all their strength: "Kill... ah..."

The troops of Hengji and Sheyingtong are on the right, and the troops of Yushi and Huzi are on the left. Immediately behind the Black Panther Yicong is Yan Wuwei's large army.

More than 9000 people are like ghosts gushing out of the mountains and forests, covering the sky and covering the mountains and plains, covering the entire hill.They were like black tigers, rushing out of the cage that fettered them, roaring and roaring all the way, opening their bloody jaws, biting the trembling and fleeing prey.

More than 9000 people shouted in unison: "Kill... ah..."

The sound of galloping horseshoes, the roar of thunder, and the sound of passionate horns merged into a huge sound wave that seemed to be substantial. It was like a hurricane blowing on the surface of the water, setting off a thousand-foot huge wave, and then viciously It hit the ground.

Loud, loud noise.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were terrified to the extreme.

All they saw were murderous cavalry, shining weapons, and horses rushing towards them like a strong wind; all they felt were violent vibrations from the ground; Less than any other sound.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense and suffocating, making it impossible to breathe, and the thick breath of death tightly entwined in the hearts of every soldier.

Amidst a series of loud noises and earth-shattering killing sounds, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army finally collapsed.

There was another loud bang, a terrifying scream, a heart-piercing scream, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were like a hornet's nest that had been poked open, and [-] soldiers were instantly torn apart.

It's like a boulder being thrown into the turbulent river, splashing thousands of waves and shooting out countless sprays.

Never contacted, has been scattered like birds and beasts.

Zhang Baiqi still wanted to charge up to meet the enemy, but he was rushed by the crazy deserters and couldn't move an inch. Then he was surrounded by the deserters and fled as if he was dying.

The yellow turban soldiers were exhausted physically and mentally. Although they tried their best to escape, their legs seemed to be not their own. Countless people stumbled and fell.Fall down, get up and run again, fall again.Before seeing the blood on the battlefield, the soldiers who were trampled to death have already been seen.

Li Hong felt a pain in his heart.

He saw a gray-haired veteran, just like Tian Zhong, who fell down and never stood up again.Thousands of fleeing feet stepped on his body mercilessly.

"Kill..." Yan Liang roared wildly, swinging the tiger-headed sword, killing twice with one blow.The two bodies that had lost their heads were still running desperately. Although the blood spurted out, the speed did not slow down. It was not until they were hit by the angry horse that caught up with them that they flew into the air, and then fell heavily into the dust.

Li Hong saw the dead veteran.The veteran's face was trampled to a bloody mess, and he was no longer human.

Li Hong kicked the horse's belly fiercely.With a long hiss, the panther leaped high from the veteran's corpse and passed by.

All the soldiers of Black Panther Yicong surpassed Li Hong.The war knives screamed in their hands, the spears cheered in the air, and the long arrows tore through the air and let out a sinister roar. Pieces of Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground layer by layer like cut straw.

Hu Ding and Qi Shen were closely guarding Li Hong's side, while Yan Liang had already disappeared.He was leading his personal guards, and Black Panther Yi Cong was at the forefront.

The cavalry soldiers from the left and right have already rushed into the battlefield, and are moving forward from the enemy's two wings, launching a fierce pursuit.

The front soldiers of Yushi on the left, and the soldiers of Xianbei on the right, who shoot Yingtong, rushed into the enemy's formation obliquely, and then began to intersperse, wantonly killing the enemies blocking the way.The bearded left-curved cavalry and Hengji's right-curved Karasuma cavalry launched a pursuit along the fleeing direction of the Yellow Turban Army, intending to overtake the fleeing soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, stop the enemy, and completely annihilate them.

Li Hong saw the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who had no way to go to the sky and nowhere to go to the ground, howling and crying, running helplessly and aimlessly on the battlefield.

He suddenly remembered the battlefield of Dukangting. He seemed to see that the enemy soldiers in front of him were all killed by his subordinates, and they were all lying on the bloody battlefield.

"Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet, order the enemy to surrender, order them to surrender..."

Li Hong turned his head and yelled at the bugle soldiers behind him.

"Order Beard, Hengji, speed up, speed up immediately, encircle the enemy."

"Order Yushi, shoot Yingtong, don't deal with the enemy, intersperse with all your strength, and divide the enemy army."

"Fearless..."

Yan Wuwei led the trilogy of the Chinese army to touch the battlefield for the last time, and the soldiers of the trilogy were fanning out, preparing to sweep the battlefield.He happened to rush past Li Hong, but was stopped by Li Hong loudly.

"grown ups……"

"Wuwei, you lead your troops directly to the end of the enemy's line, and along the way order the soldiers in all the villages to take as many prisoners as possible, and receive rewards according to the number of prisoners." Li Hong shouted anxiously.

"grown ups……"

"Don't kill any more, they are just a group of deserters." Seeing Yan Wuwei's hesitation, Li Hong roared angrily.

"Order Black Panther Yicong, make way for Zhongqu, quick, quick!"

Seeing that Li Hong was angry, Yan Wuwei didn't dare to neglect, turned around and shouted loudly:
"Brothers, follow me to kill... ah..."

On the battlefield, the left-wing cavalry and the right-wing cavalry heard the horn and accelerated suddenly.They were like two roaring long arrows, galloping at a speed close to the limit of war horses.

The fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers could also see that the government troops were moving at high speed on their wings, trying to outflank them.Everyone yelled at each other, speeding up their escape.Zhang Baiqi led a group of attendants, personal guards, and more than a dozen officers on horseback, a total of more than 100 horsemen, forming an arrow for deserters.

The three sharp arrows competed immediately, and everyone refused to give in to each other, and the shouts became louder and louder.

The whip on Zhang Bai's rider slapped the horse's buttocks fiercely, and his upper body was almost lying on the horse's back.

Quick, quick, rushing out of the siege, you have saved your life.

Lu Huanyang, with his fists, gathered a group of sharp archers from the cavalry on the left and right sides, and drew their bows and arrows on the horses galloping at high speed, ready to shoot.

The infantry of the Yellow Turban Army has been left four or five hundred paces behind.

The cavalry soldiers on the left and right began to move closer to the middle, and the encirclement began.

Yushi Buqu and Sheyingtong Buqu who were in charge of interspersing did not dare to disobey the military order, and immediately ordered their subordinates not to entangle and fight too much, and to complete the task of dividing the enemy army horizontally first.

The sound of the horn urging the enemy soldiers to surrender has not stopped since Li Hong gave the order, and it was blown over and over again, echoing with the wind on the entire battlefield.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who were divided and surrounded began to surrender.They couldn't run, they couldn't even stand.They dropped the weapons in their hands, right under the eyes of the officers and soldiers, either lying down or lying down, regardless of what weapons were aimed at them.They just want to rest.

Yan Wuwei led the soldiers to run wildly all the way. The enemy soldiers he encountered along the way seemed to be seeing ghosts. He didn't wait for them to approach, and immediately dispersed, and automatically gave way to the main road, allowing them to gallop.After receiving Li Hong's order, these soldiers did not dare to kill, but just held their weapons tightly, always guarding against the stubborn enemies who would pounce on them.

They shouted wildly all the way, and when they encountered their own soldiers, they shouted: There is a reward for capturing prisoners, and when they encountered the enemy, they shouted: Surrender but not kill.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army had no choice but to surrender.Regardless of the outcome, even if they were murdered, they would admit it.They were so tired that many soldiers could not do anything but pant, let alone fight the wolf-like cavalry.

There were still some Yellow Turban soldiers running wildly, but they saw that the iron cavalry of the official army had gradually closed in front.

"Let go..." Lu Huanyang roared.

Dozens of long arrows pierced the air and screamed harshly, shooting at the yellow scarf officer dozens of steps away.Zhang Baiqi and his subordinates didn't care about it at all and galloped hard.

Several officers who fell behind were shot with long arrows and fell off their horses screaming.Several war horses were also shot, and after suffering the pain, they suddenly accelerated.One of the war horses hit the vital point, flew out a dozen steps away with inertia, and fell to the ground.Immediately, the knight was thrown farther. After hitting the ground heavily, he rolled dozens of times before he stopped. It seemed that he could not survive.

Fist led his men tightly to one side of the deserters, running parallel to them.They are all on the horseback, as if they have become one with the galloping horses.

The distance between them is getting closer.

Zhang Baiqi suddenly turned his head, seeing that the pursuers were only twenty or thirty steps away from him, he couldn't help roaring anxiously, and whipped the white horse heavily in the abdomen.

The white horse neighed shortly, as if sensing the master's intentions, and tried its best to speed up its speed again.

The attendants behind Zhang Baiqi saw the pursuers getting closer and knew that if they ran like this, they would be overtaken sooner or later.Once he catches up, none of his group will be able to escape.Just fight hard, and at least let the coach escape.Amidst the roar of the leader of the guards, they suddenly dispersed, blocking the route of the pursuers.

The fist was enraged, and he raised his hand and shot an arrow.Immediately, more long arrows flew out like rain.Zhang Baiqi's guards were caught off guard, and arrows fell off their horses one after another.But their fleeing horses delayed the speed of their pursuers.

Fist and Lu Huanyang saw that it was difficult to catch up, so they had to give up.

Zhang Baiqi fled in embarrassment with a dozen people.

The two troops of Huzi and Hengji successfully completed the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Army, and then launched an interspersed, divided encirclement and annihilation of the enemies in the encirclement.

After Yan Wuwei's troops arrived, they immediately joined the encirclement and annihilation battle.

The battlefield is full of galloping warriors on horseback, and enemy soldiers kneeling on the ground begging for surrender with their hands raised high.The resistance in some places was besieged and killed by the Iron Knights, and they died one by one.

As time passed, the battlefield gradually quieted down.

The horns of victory were sounded one after another in each part, and deep and powerful voices sounded from every corner of the battlefield one after another.

The battle ended after half an hour.

The troops wiped out 7000 people from Zhang Baiqi's Department of the Yellow Turban Army. The Yellow Turban Army killed and injured nearly 3000 people, and the remaining 300 surrendered.Fengyun cavalry lost more than [-] people.

Li Hong immediately reorganized his troops and hurried to Jiulihe.He ordered Yushi and Xiaolan to lead the former cavalry to clean up the battlefield, guard the prisoners, and escort the prisoners to Jiulihe as soon as possible to join the main force and participate in the attack on Zhang Niujiao's troops.

Gray sky, thick clouds, no sun, this winter sky looks dull and obscure.

The wind on the hills of Jiuli River was wild and rough, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood.The battle flags fluttering in the distance stood tall, and huge banners of various colors danced wildly in the wind, making continuous and loud noises.

Xian Yuyin roared repeatedly, and the saber in his hand fluttered, slashing fiercely at the enemy's neck.

The enemy soldier roared and did not back down, and the spear pierced fiercely into the chest of the officers and soldiers who were rushing towards him.At the same time, Xian Yuyin's saber chopped on the neck of the enemy soldier, cutting into half of the flesh.Immediately, blood spurted out, spraying Xian Yuyin's head and face, and his fair face immediately turned into a purple-brown painted face, which was terrifying and frightening.

Three or four soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army stepped on the corpses of their comrades and screamed to kill them.Xian Yuyin opened her eyes angrily, and rushed to meet her.He swung his bloody saber and slashed across his head and face.Behind him, several officers and soldiers each held their weapons, roared loudly, took his place, and fought hand-to-hand with the surging enemy.

The hills about a hundred paces long were densely packed with soldiers from both the enemy and us.The officers and soldiers occupy the slope and have a slight advantage.The Yellow Turban Army attacked from the bottom of the slope to the top, which was a bit difficult.Thousands of soldiers entangled on the slope, fighting fiercely, screaming and fighting, and the battle was unprecedentedly fierce.

Xian Yuyin kicked the enemy soldier in front of him in the chest, and the saber in his hand stabbed into the abdomen of the enemy behind him.

A spear came out suddenly, extremely swiftly, and went straight into Xian Yuyin's chest.Xian Yuyin's face paled in shock, there was no way to hide, she opened her mouth and let out a scream.Not far away, Tie Yue just looked up and saw it. Without thinking about it, he shook his hand and flew out the sword in his hand.The saber was flying in the air, with a few traces of blood, making a dull "whoosh" sound, and slashed at the enemy soldiers who were attacking with spears.The moment the spear was about to stab Xian Yuyin's chest, the unsuspecting enemy soldier was pierced through the chest, and his body retreated two steps with the huge inertial force brought by the sword, and fell on his back.

The cold sweat on Xian Yuyin's body rushed out of his body at this time, and the chill hit him immediately.

Xian Yuyin was lucky enough to recover a life, not only did not show any fear, but became even more insane.His figure remained the same, his waist exerted force, and his war knife screamed with a rain of blood. With his terrifying roar, he fiercely chopped at the unsteady enemy on the opposite side.The enemy soldier was caught off guard and was hit by a man with a knife, howling and falling into a pool of blood.

Only then did Xian Yuyin turn his head to look at Tie Yue.Tie Yue had already picked up a war knife that had been thrown on the ground, and like a nimble leopard, he rushed fiercely at the enemy.

He turned around and saw that the hill was filled with soldiers fighting each other, and it was impossible to see the positions of the two sides' battle lines.The drums, shouts, and screams filled the bloody battlefield.The corpses of dead soldiers are scattered all over the land, and bloody broken limbs and arms can be seen everywhere.

In the distance, under the banner of the war, more than a dozen huge war drums lined up in a row were beating at the same time, making a thunderous explosion.

"Brothers, kill..."

Xian Yuyin's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he raised his knife and shouted wildly.

(End of this chapter)