Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Zhang Liang furrowed his brows, clenched his fists, and raised his head to stare at Zhang Jiao.

"Brother, if you are completely sure, certain will naturally lead the army to rescue the second brother, but..."

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the yellow-turbaned man who is my brother is already very sure."

"what?"

Zhang Liang's voice suddenly increased by more than a dozen decibels, as if he had heard some incredible news, his five fingers gripped Zhang Jiao's arm tightly.

Zhang Jiao gently broke away from Zhang Liang's palm, with a confident smile on his face: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will stand. The yellow turban warrior is the terminator of the Han Dynasty."

After all, Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang brothers looked at each other and laughed, but Zhang Jiao smiled and suddenly coughed. His face flushed and he had to cover his face with his hand, and took a look at it. There was a cloud of blood in his palm.

Zhang Liang was taken aback, and hurriedly helped Zhang Jiao: "Brother, you?"

Zhang Jiao waved his hand, his gray lips moved up and down, and his complexion became firm: "It's nothing...you go to rectify the soldiers and horses, I will wait for Kerri to go to Quyang."

Outside Quyang City, Dong Zhuo Daying.

"Hmph, the three brothers in this family are almost carved out of a mold, and they are all cowardly."

"Yes, Zhang Bao's 50,000 army was defeated by me the day before yesterday. If it is out of the city for a field battle, our army will be able to defeat it within two hours."

Dong Zhuo obeyed Li Hao’s suggestion and sent high-sounding soldiers under the city gate to scream. Sure enough, there were some unbearable soldiers in the city who wanted to rush out, but Zhang Bao kept restricting the soldiers from going out of the city to fight, so Dong Zhuo never got it. Results.

Dong Zhuo sat in the main seat, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed as he listened to the discussions of his subordinates.

"Report!"

A soldier broke into the camp, knelt on one knee, his breath was quite urgent, it seemed that there was urgent news.

Dong Zhuo waved his hand: "Say."

"Report to General Lang, an army from the north is coming towards Quyang City. The number is between 30,000 and 50,000. It seems to be coming from the direction of Guangzong City.

Dong Zhuo suddenly came to the spirit: "Guangzong City?"

He turned his head to look at Li Zhang: "Juran, what do you think?"

A gleam flashed in Li Lao's eyes, and he turned his head and said: "The lord, the thieves of Guangzong City, are also two-stroke banners, afraid of being the head of the Yellow Turban thieves, and they have come out at this time."

Dong Zhuo laughed loudly, ecstatic: "Okay, I'm still worried about the Yellow Turban thief staying behind closed doors, and now I took the initiative to send it to the door, what are you waiting for!"

Dong Zhuo gave an order, and all the soldiers and horses in the battalion came out, the infantry was in the center, and the cavalry was on the two wings. The infantry was centered in a wild goose-shaped formation, but the wings of the two wild geese were really weak.

The 50,000 army of the Yellow Turban thieves came from the front, and their momentum was unabated, because the great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao personally took the seat, which boosted morale.

"Brother, Dong Zei brought two thousand Xiliang cavalry from Hedong. It was quite brave to charge into the battle." Zhang Liang suddenly reminded him after seeing the cavalry on both sides of Dong Zhuo.

Zhang Jiao just nodded and didn't speak.

Dong Zhuo saw the fifty thousand yellow turban thieves who came from the opposite side, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't look at the many powerful yellow turban thieves, how can they be the opponent of a certain Liangzhou iron cavalry."

The Chinese Army’s Dong-shaped banner lightly waved. Li Zhao and Guo Bang, who were separated from each other, turned their heads when they saw the general flag waved, clenched the saber in their hands, and looked at the Yellow Turban thief on the opposite side.

"Hey, it's out!"

"It seems that the extraordinary skill of capturing Zhang Jiao will fall on Duo Guo."

The two thousand cavalry immediately came out, attacking from the left and right, like two cavalry rushing out, only this time the two thousand cavalry did not flanks in a sudden formation, but a frontal battle, the two thousand cavalry gathered together to make a more accurate battle. Adding power, the horseshoe was splashed with billowing dust, and the two thousand horse riders in the dust did not know how many.

Seeing the iron riding closer and closer, Zhang Liang, who was reflected by the shining light on the Xiliang iron riding knife, narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help looking at Zhang Jiao nervously.

"Brother, shouldn't it?"

Zhang Jiao nodded, took out the peach wood sword from his waist, and uploaded a yellow talisman on the tip of the sword.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

As soon as this statement came out, the five thousand people in the middle of the pawns in front of Zhang Jiao suddenly raised their arms and shouted, their faces excited with a fanatical expression.

"I am in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

At this time, Dong Zhuo noticed that the five thousand Yellow Turban thieves in the middle seemed to be different from the other Yellow Turban thieves. They looked sturdier, and their equipment seemed to be stronger than the average Yellow Turban thieves.

But...what about him? Aren't they just the elite soldiers of a group of Yellow Turban thieves? In front of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, everything that exists will be destroyed as a fan!

"kill!"

Five thousand yellow turban warriors came out of the Yellow Turban thief army. What is surprising is that the pace of this infantry charge is very fast, even at a speed of 100 meters. . We must know that fighting between the army is a very labor-intensive thing, so the army rarely even has a rapid march. Now the two armies are lined up, and Xiliang cavalry relies on horsepower to charge. How can the yellow turban warrior dare to charge?

Guo Bang saw in his eyes and couldn't help but sneered: "These yellow turban thieves are so stupid, and I won't knock them on their backs later."

Li Zhang frowned: "Guo Duo, be careful, they seem to..."

boom!

Two thousand Xiliang cavalry and five thousand yellow turban warriors collided head-on, but the result was not what Dong Zhuo expected. Xiliang cavalry easily rushed out of the battle with the help of horse power, but fell into a stalemate.

The momentum of the horse galloping at full force is naturally not something human can stop, but a Xiliang cavalry smashed an oncoming yellow turban warrior and broke his muscles. The second and third yellow turban warriors greeted him again without fear. Go up and shake Xiliang's iron horse with a physical body.

The horses of the Xiliang cavalry ran into three yellow turban warriors in succession, and when the horses hoof stepped on the fourth person, there was a clear sound of broken bones.

The war horse screamed, and the two front hooves knelt to the ground.

"kill!"

Several yellow turban warriors screamed sharply, raised the sword and axe in their hands, and landed on the horse and the Xiliang knight together, and immediately smashed the Xiliang knight.

Each of these yellow-turbaned men is armed with heavy weapons such as axes and hammers in their hands. Each is a strong man with a thick waist and round waist, carefully selected, and each body is violent with blue veins and red eyes, like... ...Fucked in blood.

Seeing that the five thousand yellow turban warriors abruptly blocked the charge of the two thousand Liangzhou cavalry with their flesh and blood, Zhang Liang couldn't help but admire: "Brother, the effect of your rune water is really good. If there are one hundred thousand yellow turban warriors. , Wouldn’t the world’s thirteen states let you and me cross?"

Zhang Jiao gently shook his head: "Drink the Talishui, these yellow turban warriors will die from exhaustion in half an hour, how can they be easily used?"