The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

240 Seven Yellow Turban Warriors (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, the helmsman will add more)

A dead man, also known as a dead man.

This is a very popular profession in the current era.

There are two types of dead men.

One is the high-ranking dead men, who are alone for the sake of the country's righteousness, and complete the assassination mission with their own self and extraordinary courage.

No matter how close the mission is, they were prepared to die, but they went there without hesitation, for example: Jing Ke and Nie Zheng in the Warring States period.

Of course, such people are very rare, and they might as well be called knights rather than dead warriors!

As for the other type, it is the more common and realistic dead soldier.

Most of them are unknown people, desperate to gain a future for the sake of glory and wealth, no one cares about their life or death.

Those who act as dead soldiers are almost a group of guys who have no emotions and values, so such dead soldiers can only be called killing tools, not even human beings.

However, when placed on the battlefield, this "inhuman" organization is particularly prominent.

Due to the particularity of this "profession", the dead in the army are often the targets of many high-ranking officials who choose to be guards, so they seldom directly participate in wars.

However, if you don't make a song, you're done, it's a blockbuster!

When they joined the battlefield to fight, the movement they caused was indeed eye-catching!

Similar to Gao Zhi's experience, those Xiliang soldiers who were galloping freely encountered a counterattack from the Yellow Turban Army at the same time.

The Xiliang cavalry did not expect that the mere three hundred Yellow Turbans would have such ferocious strength, and suffered a great loss.

Because of the obstruction of the [-] yellow turban warriors, the charge of about [-] cavalrymen on the battlefield was once intercepted.

We must know that once the cavalry loses speed, their combat power will be greatly damaged.

It is conceivable that the situation of these [-] Xiliang cavalry is very unfavorable.

In just a short time, hundreds of people were killed in a frontal collision!

To know!

In the case of a frontal charge, the ratio of casualties reached two to one at one time, what a shocking result!

Fortunately, although they paid a heavy price, they still managed to break up the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as now, before the Yellow Turbans struggle to complete the reorganization of the formation, they will defeat the three hundred burly Yellow Turban warriors and reach Han Xian's central army.

Then the outcome of this war can already be decided in advance.

In this regard, Gao Zhi said that the overall situation has been settled, and he mounted his horse to look for soldiers.

Of course, he didn't know that at this moment, Han Siam, who had already run some distance away, was full of anger and hatred, after all, it was very difficult to get the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The three hundred yellow turban warriors before this can be said to be the hard work of Han Siam, the book at the bottom of the box!

The most powerful elite under his command is to choose strong and strong warriors in the army, according to the formula he got from Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous teacher.

The secret talisman water and elixir have become infinitely powerful, even a weak scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken can become a fierce soldier who can fight ten against one in the next moment.

Although they looked muddled, like a living corpse, as long as they were ordered, even if they were told to rush to thousands of troops, they would do so.

Damn, these...

But they are all the most elite and strongest soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army under his command!

Seeing the fallen elite one by one, Han Xian was angry and angry.

He thought he could block several times the number of cavalry with these three hundred soldiers, but he didn't expect that these Xiliang iron cavalry would kill dozens of them in a wasteful charge. How could he not be angry?

"Damn, you forced me!"

Han Xian took out a talisman from his bosom. This talisman was all black and yellow, with some mysterious pictures and texts drawn on it with cinnabar.

Biting his finger and dripping blood on the talisman, Han Siam muttered something in his mouth, as if he was reciting some spell.

"Boom!", the fire rose, and the talisman suddenly burned, bursting into raging flames.

Seemingly not aware of the burning pain of the flames, he snorted coldly, and the talisman flew up out of thin air, hanging in mid-air, only to hear him shout, "Spiritualization, pardon: yellow turban warrior, hurry like a law!"

"boom!"

There was a thunderclap out of nowhere, a dazzling yellow light flashed away, and an extremely tall giant who looked like a small hill appeared with a "boom".

Dozens of hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers, including some of the Xiliang Qingqi who were entangled with them, had no time to dodge, and were crushed to pieces on the spot. Shocking, extremely terrifying.

"I am a warrior of the Yellow Turban, kill me!!"

The giant buzzed, shaking the sky and the earth. Many soldiers' ears were pierced, their eardrums were ruptured, and their seven orifices were bleeding, making it unbearable to look directly at them.

"I'm going, what the hell is this?"

Gao Zhi was about to kill him with a single shot, but suddenly he felt a shadow above his head, a tall giant directly blocked in front of him, and the terrifying sound made him dizzy.

Seeing this power, Han Xian couldn't help grinning, but when he thought of the great virtuous teacher, he couldn't help feeling depressed, the yellow scarf was a thing of the past.

Even the great virtuous teacher who swept over half of the big men and made the world fear, has long been covered up by the long river of history, and no one knows the horror and power of the yellow scarf back then.

"Hmph! Want to kill me, Han Xian? Hehe, then today, I will let you once again see the methods of the great virtuous teacher back then."

At the critical moment, Han Xian's heart trembled. This talisman was given to him by the great virtuous teacher when he made meritorious service, and he kept it all the time. Seeing this talisman is like seeing the virtuous teacher himself. .

"kill!"

With an order, the Yellow Turban Lishi stretched out his arms, which were thicker than Gao Zhi's body, and with a movement of his big hand, he slapped Gao Zhi away, like a dome covering the sky.

Gao Zhi over there was alarmed, and subconsciously raised the fine iron spear in his hand, only to hear a clang, and he was knocked back three steps by a huge force.

The fine iron spear in his hand...was completely bent, and I suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. I was shot tens of meters away, turned upside down twice in mid-air, and barely landed.

As for the yellow turban wrestler, he swung his arms, and his whole body spun like a top.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The strong wind swept across, and the hurricane was everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, like a tornado descending, covering the surrounding area.

The yellow turban wrestlers had a radius of tens of meters, and the entire space was devastated. Rocks flew and collapsed, ancient trees rustled, and even the corpses lying on the ground were involved. The sun is looming a little bloody.

"Puff puff!"