New Story of Lv Bu

He only heard Li Er's roar, an arrow in his forehead and throat, and his body softly fell on his back. The three arrows were just enough to be shot, and Li Er's left and right three were shot down. The Leng Yan female soldier was overjoyed, screamed in her mouth, and ran towards the Han army. The yellow turban in the neighborhood was shocked, and quickly got up and chased. The long-bearded man opened his bow and fired several arrows, shooting down dozens of people in an instant.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" The Bingzhou female soldier and the remaining wounded men suddenly became vigorous, raised their weapons and strode forward, and immediately brought down dozens of yellow turbans. The long-bearded man's shooting skills are superb, and the arrows are very tricky. No matter how the yellow turban dodges and shelters, he is always inevitable, and he was shot to death by twenty or thirty in an instant.

In this way, the arrows were all right, and the long-bearded man shot more than a hundred arrows in one breath, and then he took a breath and drew back. "Brother Zhang, don't come here unscathed?" The black-faced old man was fighting hard, and just about to answer, he could only hear the horseshoes in his ears, shaking the world, knowing that the Bingzhou cavalry had returned to help.

He felt relaxed for a while, his limbs suddenly became extremely heavy, his throat tightened, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body fell back softly. General Hou, I finally fulfilled my mission and saved these doctors and female soldiers!

At this moment, his mind was full of glamorous female soldiers, full of tears, arousing affectionate and moving appearance.

The turmoil in the prisoner of war camp has completely subsided, and the white soldiers and horses are full of blood, watching tens of thousands of prisoners of war coldly, and can't wait to step forward and kill them all. During this period of riots, more than one hundred white soldiers and seven or eight hundred heavy soldiers were killed, and more people died than the 60,000 yellow turbans were defeated!

The remaining heavy soldiers were full of anger and were busy identifying and identifying prisoners of war one by one. It was confirmed that he was overwhelmed first and was full of punches. "His grandma! Don't you want to run? Get up and run for Lao Tzu!" The prisoners who participated in the riot were beaten to the skin and not humanoid before being dragged aside and beheaded one by one.

More than two thousand heads were piled into two high piles, and the gurgling blood flowed down, and after a while, the land was stained reddish brown. Tens of thousands of prisoners of war were frightened and trembling, and they knew at this moment that these Union state troops were killing gods! It's the devil! Never relent in killing someone.

In the future, you must be honest, don't talk nonsense, as long as you save your life, you can be a bull and a horse for a lifetime! Thousands shouldn't, shouldn't listen to people bewitched, do such a rebellious thing, and in the end fell into a different place in the body, the more than two thousand heads are the proof! The Yellow Turban captives who were not involved in the riot secretly smacked their tongues. Fortunately, we were determined and not deceived to keep this mouth open and continue to eat.

"Don't mess! Reorganize the formation and continue to charge! We are defeated, and the 100,000 yellow towels are all over!" Pentuo brandished his ring sword and shouted, running back and forth, finally gathering five or six thousand cavalry again. Although morale is low, at any rate there is still a lot of power, and if used well, it can still deal a huge blow to the Han army.

"Array! Wedge-shaped formation, let's save Bo Cai!" Peng Tuo shouted, raising his knife. "For the great virtuous teacher! For the peace of the world! Come with me!" He was about to take the lead in the charge with a gas horse rein, when suddenly someone around him yelled. "Qu Shuai! The Han army is here!" "The Han army is here!" The Yellow Turban cavalry screamed full of horror and screamed terribly.

Bocai looked back, and saw smoke and dust billowing into the sky in the distance. Thousands of cavalry came surging forward, just like the tide of the sea. In front of the huge wedge-shaped formation, there is a strong black man, behind it is a three-pole flag, in the middle is the Chinese character flag, the left side is the golden gourd flag, and the right side is the Song character flag.

Thousands of Hans ride under their hips with tall and strong Wuheng horses. These Wuheng horses are a lap larger than the common Wuheng horses in Suri, and seem to be much faster. This is the Wuheng horse breed that has been improved by the state over the years, which not only retains the endurance and speed of the Wuheng horse, but also increases the weight and impact.

"Completely wipe them out! The order that Da Sima gave us is to catch them! Completely wipe them out! Even if we chase them to the end of the world!" Song Xian waved Ma Jian in his hand and shouted loudly. "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" The six-thousand-back Wei army roared together, and the shouts were earth-shaking, frightening the Yellow Turban cavalry with soft bones and trembling.

In an instant, the six-thousand-back Wei army approached the Yellow Turban cavalry, and a substantive murderous aura spread over the sky, immediately flooding all sides, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The face of Liu Qian Bei Wei Jun was full of anger, full of anger, turned into cold air, and rushed toward his face!

"Run! If you don't run, it will be too late!" Finally someone collapsed and turned around and fled. The power of a role model is endless. Seeing someone taking the lead, someone immediately followed up. Several, a dozen, or hundreds?????? Five or six thousand Yellow Turban cavalry collapsed instantly. At this moment, there is only one word in their minds, escape! Even if you flee to the ends of the world, don't let these Han cavalry catch up!

The Yellow Turban Army was originally a mob, and it was just a **** war, and it was a typical brave man. The indiscriminate attack by the burning of jade and stone was enough to shock the ordinary Han army, and it had no effect after hundreds of battles against the corpse mountains of the Shang Bingzhou army. After several major failures, the Yellow Turban soldiers had already lost their confidence. At the juncture of life and death, the selfishness of Xiaomin once again prevailed.

Bocai's eyes flushed red with anxiety, his canthus was splitting, and he yelled and rushed forward desperately. Hundreds of horsemen on the left and right were his own troops. When Qu Shuai was mad, he knocked him out with a palm on the back of his neck without saying a word, and then desperately kept him running to the east. When is the time for you to marry your father and mother, and take care of yourself personally, what are you going to do with Bo?

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" Liu Qianbeiwei's morale was like a rainbow, and Cyclonus was generally chasing after him.

Standing on the top of the hill, Bocai listened to the sound of shouting to kill from a distance, watching the six thousand back Wei army rushing away, tears filled his eyes, tears bursting out of his eyes, and his clothes were wet in an instant. That's it! It's all over! Punt's sneak attack failed! The fate of Yingchuan and Chen Guo's 180,000 Yellow Turbans is doomed. This battle was defeated, and it was a disastrous defeat.

"Those who surrender their weapons will not die! Give you a quarter of an hour! After a quarter of an hour, we will attack with catapults and bed crossbows! Those who do not surrender will die under slings and giant arrows!" The Bingzhou sergeants shouted to the hill, all of them were full of air, and their voices were loud, and they were like arrogant soldiers.

"I said Lao Gao, is this okay? Our catapults and bed crossbows are just pretending. The catapults and giant arrows are gone for a long time!" Cheng Lian asked Gao Shun in a low voice. Gao Shun's face was light and windy, and he gently curled his mouth without saying a word. The meaning was very clear. Wait and see, it must be okay.

At this time, the horseshoe in the distance, under the banner of a silver flying horse, Wei Yue, with blue eyes and yellow beard, led the White Army to arrive. Although Wei Yue was a Qiang, he was quite a city, he was always happy, anger, and reticent. On weekdays, it is better to keep a silent rule, which he developed when he was under the command of General Zhang Huan.

Wei Yue slowed down and came to Gao Shun Chenglian's side, bowing his hands in salute. "Da Sima said, ordered me to chase Bocai, to see people die or to see corpses." After speaking, he stood quietly beside the horse with his horse, as if there was nothing wrong with people watching the situation go away. The meaning is also very clear, chasing waves is my job, the other two of you can figure it out!

There were nearly 50,000 yellow turbans under the hill. They watched the scattered yellow troopers being escorted away by the Bingzhou army, watched the Pengtuo attack failed, watched the riots in the prison camp being **** suppressed, but there was no one Dare to come forward with a roar. The reason is simple, they have been scared by the Union State Army!

In this battle, Huangjinqu Shuai Bocai and Peng Tuo exhausted their thoughts, but they never shook the Bingzhou Army. On the contrary, the Union State Army made many strange moves, making the Yellow Turbans helpless. If you see such a situation, you can't beat and beat, and you can't run, but what should you do? Tens of thousands of Han army cavalry encircled the hill sturdyly. How could two legs run over four legs?

Through the ages, the only death is difficult! When it comes to life and death, only a few people go to death generously, and most people don't want to die. As long as there is a ray of life, they will fight for their lives! It doesn't matter if you pay dignity, chastity, or even everything, as long as you don't die! It doesn't matter if you lose your conscience, catch up with your wife and children, as long as you don't die! This is human nature! Naked humanity!

"Those who surrender with weapons will not die! Give you a quarter of an hour! After a quarter of an hour, we will attack with catapults and bed crossbows! Those who do not surrender will die under slings and giant arrows!" Hezhou army has already shouted. Three times, the yellow scarf around the hill looked at me and I looked at you, but none of them moved. Obviously, everyone is watching.

Gao Shun's right hand held up high: "The catapult! Three rapid shots! Lock on the target!" In an instant, three deafening thunderbolts sounded, and three catapults flew up in the sky and landed straight on the mountainside. The screams rang out, and the fifty thousand yellow towels suddenly became chaotic. "Don't fight! We surrender!" Hundreds of yellow turbans dropped their swords and guns and ran straight down the mountain.

Xiaomin people have an extremely remarkable feature, that is, blind obedience. When someone takes the lead, everyone immediately has an idea. The sound of knives and guns falling to the ground suddenly rang, and tens of thousands of people dropped their knives and guns down the mountain to surrender. Gao Shun let out a long sigh, and finally let go of the hanging heart, it was too thrilling!

The slings shot just now are only three left, and the huge arrows have already been used up. If the Yellow Turban didn't surrender, he had no choice but to order the trapped camp to desperately attack. Fortunately, at the last moment, the Yellow Turban went down the mountain and surrendered. God bless the state! God bless the state! These six thousand camps have been his painstaking efforts for several years, and he is sorry for his conscience if the loss is too great!

Bocai sighed and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeves. Turning around and pulling the horse to flee, a thousand cavalry followed Qu Shuai and fled. Now that the general situation is over, these thousand cavalry are the seeds for him to rise again, and they must not be thrown here. He decided to flee west to Yangdi, where there were hundreds of thousands of yellow turbans, and he could choose a young man to fight the yellow turban.

"Follow me!" Wei Xu handed over to Gao Shun and Cheng Lian, leading the White Army all the way to the west, chasing Bocai.