The World of Yellow Sky

Although the remaining few feathered arrows still flew towards Lu Bu, they did not cause any substantial damage to Lu Bu who was wearing the iron armor with a basin collar.

Behind them, Cheng Lian and Wei Yue were also veterans on the battlefield, and a few feathered arrows couldn't help them at all, not to mention the cavalry pawns of the Yellow Turban Army, holding their shields to protect them.

"drive!"

Lu Bu kicked the horse's belly with his legs, and the speed of the black satin under his seat accelerated a bit. Countless spears had already been stretched out from the formation of the Han army in front of him.

Even if Xiang Yu was alive, he would not be able to go straight away on Wuzhui, but Lu Bu did not show the slightest panic on his face, and he still drove the black satin under his seat forward.

With the sound of bowstrings, several feathered arrows flew out from behind Lu Bu. In the army formation ten steps away from Lu Bu's horse, three soldiers of the Han army holding long spears collapsed on the ground clutching their necks. A gap has appeared.

"call out--"

A hurried whistle sounded, and countless hatchets flew out of the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and slammed into the formation of the Han army in front of the cavalry formation.

Behind the left formation of the Han army, most of these soldiers only had curved edge shields as protection, and there were no tall tower shields to cover their figures.

"咴——"

Hei Duan let out a long hiss, kicked his hind foot, and jumped high into the broken gun array of the Han army.

"die!"

A frightening killing intent emanated from Lu Bu's body, and no Han soldier survived where the black iron halberd passed.

As the black rainbow swung past, seven or eight soldiers of the Han army fell under Lu Bu's black iron halberd.

Two soldiers holding halberds plucked up their courage and wanted to rush forward to assassinate Lv Bu on horseback, but two feathered arrows flew from the side and sank into their throats.

"kill!!!"

Riding alone, Lu Bu abruptly opened a gap in the Han army's formation.

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army followed Lu Bu closely, and rushed into the formation of the Han army like a long dragon!

The shocking huge waves hit the tough reef head-on, stirring up countless waves.

The neighing of war horses, the wailing wailing of the dying, and the clashing of swords and swords all came together in an instant.

The suffocating smell of blood filled the entire battlefield in an instant.

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army stabbed their lances fiercely into the soldiers of the Han Army in front of them. The moment the lances pierced, the cavalry soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army dropped their lances.

They pulled out the ring-shoudao from their waists, raised their arms lightly, waved the sharp ring-shoudao in their hands, and rushed towards the rest of the Han soldiers.

"what!!!"

A chief of the Han army held his left shoulder. He knelt on the ground in great pain, and let out a shrill howl from his throat.

His shoulder was chopped off by a soldier of the Yellow Turban Army flying past, and he disappeared.

The cavalry soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army held a sharp ring-head knife in their hands, and in an instant they brought countless stumps and broken arms on the battlefield.

The horseshoes stomped wildly, turning the corpses or the half-breathed Han soldiers lying on the ground into a pulp, and stumps and broken weapons flew in all directions.

The battlefield is full of desperate cries and cries for help.

Cheng Lian and Wei Yue guarded Lv Bu's side tightly like shadows. Anyone who wanted to attack Lv Bu's soldiers from the blind spot of Lv Bu's vision, without exception, could not escape their suppression.

Hao Meng and Cao Xing followed closely behind with a group of Yellow Turban cavalry. They held strong bows and opened the way for Lu Bu.

Before Lu Bu broke the formation, the three soldiers in the Han army formation who were shot in the throat were the result of Hao Meng and Cao Xing holding their bows and arrows.

They have followed Lu Bu for a long time, and they have already formed a tacit understanding with each other. They have been in battle for a long time, and they know how to break the formation. Now it is natural to cooperate with Lu Bu to charge the formation.

Seeing how brave Lu Bu was, the brave general aroused the bloody courage of the Yellow Turban cavalry who followed him, and the collapse of the Han army's formation accelerated even faster.

A few brave soldiers and generals of the Han army wanted to resist, but without exception, they all fell under Lu Bu's black iron halberd.

This Han army formation has completely collapsed. In order to escape the Yellow Turban cavalry who rushed to the formation, they moved towards the rest of the Han army's right formation, which was not attacked by the Yellow Turban cavalry.

The entire right formation of the Han army was thrown into chaos by these sudden defeated soldiers. All this happened too suddenly.

A prancing horse of the Han army was galloping in front of the formation, and those rout soldiers who wanted to rush into the formation were beheaded on the spot by the knights led by him.

"Steady the army formation, but those who dare to attack the army formation!" The general of the Han army opened his eyes wide with anger, and shouted: "I will kill without mercy!"

He is the chief officer of the right formation. If the right formation is defeated, not to mention that he himself may lose his life, the entire Changyuan Ferry might be scattered by the rout. Such a situation must never happen!

When the right formation of the Han army was in chaos, Lu Bu had led the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army to break through two formations of the Han army in a row.

The entire right formation has become a mess, only the army formation with the leader of the right formation is still orderly.

But the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army of the brigade came galloping from behind the rout while the chief officer of the right formation of the Han Army was still in formation.

A chill rose from the heart of the chief officer of the right formation of the Han army, and he looked back anxiously.

Dozens of paces away, a Yellow Turban Army general in a khaki-colored battle robe with a black iron halberd in his hand has already brought hundreds of Yellow Turban Army cavalrymen to kill the general.

"Wan Sheng!"

The shouts resounded through the sky and went straight to the sky.

"call out----"

The whistle of the Yellow Turban Army sounded, and the infantry of the Yellow Turban Army also launched an assault on the chaotic right formation of the Han Army.

The chief officer of the right formation was frightened. Even though he was still separated by dozens of steps, he could still feel the chill coming from the black iron halberd in Lu Bu's hand in front of him, as well as the strong and powerful spirit emanating from him. Suffocating momentum.

He wanted to escape, to avoid Lu Bu's sight, to avoid the sharp edge of the Yellow Turban cavalry formation.

But the battlefield didn't leave him any extra time. When he panicked and controlled his horse, the black iron halberd had already pierced his abdominal cavity,

In this way, the chief officer of the right formation of the Han army was submerged under the rolling horseshoes of the Yellow Turban army.

Cheng Lian raised his gun and knocked off the cavalry soldier next to the chief officer on the right. The cavalry soldier turned over and fell off the horse, and the towering military flag also fell with it.

The moment the flag of the Han army's right-hand commander fell down, the morale of those Han troops who were still fighting on the battlefield collapsed.

At this moment, the right formation of the entire Han army finally collapsed completely. No matter how hard the soldiers of the Han army could contain the fear in their hearts, they completely lost control and ran around.

……

The noisy sound of the right team also attracted the attention of Wei Ping, who was in the middle army. He saw the flag of the right team commander's banner fall, and saw the bursts of panic shouts erupting from the right team.

"Trash! Ahhhh!"

Weiping roared hysterically.

The right formation of the Han army was defeated, which also greatly affected the morale of the Han army in Changyuandu.

Wei Ping looked at the soldiers around him furiously. He saw the expressions of fear and panic on their faces, and some even moved back slowly.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a soldier of the Han army fell to the ground, blood gushed from his neck, and the look in his eyes was rapidly dissipating.

Wei Ping's face was covered in blood, and dark red blood dripped from the tip of the Han sword in his hand to the ground.

All the soldiers of the Han army looked at Wei Ping in horror.

Wei Ping bent his elbow and wiped the blood on the sword with his elbow. His face was gloomy, and his voice was as terrifying as a hellish ghost.

"Military law! Those who retreat without permission, beheaded! Those who flee, beheaded!"

"The reinforcements have arrived, and the reinforcements on the pontoon bridge are entering Changyuandu. The survival of the right team is of no concern! If you don't want to die, just hold Changyuandu for me!"

Wei Ping's eyes were red, he raised the Han sword in his hand, pointed at all his followers and said angrily: "You are here, anyone in the army who dares to retreat will be killed!"

"Give me the flag!"

One of Wei Ping's personal servants snatched his military Sima banner from his hand.

Carrying his military flag on his shoulders, he hurried up to the high platform built by Changyuan Ferry with several followers.

Wei Ping held a sword in his left hand, and tightly grasped a tall banner in his right hand, overlooking the soldiers who were fighting outside Changyuan Duwai.

He roared hysterically.

"I am a member of the Hedongwei clan, Sima Weiping of the Hedong County Army!"

"Today, those who take the head of the 'Moth Thief' will be rewarded with five hundred coins for killing one person, one thousand for one person, five thousand for the team leader, ten thousand for the army waiter, and one hundred thousand for the army commander!"

"Military law has its own words! Those who retreat without permission, beheaded! Those who flee, beheaded!"

"For those who died on the battlefield, I, Wei Ping, will take care of them all! If there are any fugitives, I, Wei, will never let anyone go!"

General Wei Ping slammed the flag of the Sima in his hand on the high platform, and then holding the Han sword in both hands, he cut off the railing in front of him with one blow.

"I, Weiping, am right here, never take a step back!"

Wei Ping's angry voice spread to all directions and echoed in Changyuan Ferry. He personally and his disciples spread Wei Ping's words among the Han army.

The shining weapons in the hands of the supervisory team are at the rear, and the huge bounty lures the soldiers of the Han army at the front. The Han army at Changyuandu even temporarily stabilized the army formation under Wei Ping's control.

The reinforcements on the pontoon bridge were rushing over, one after another the Han army stepped into Changyuan Ferry and joined the Han army.

The formation of the Han army is rapidly stabilizing, and the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army led by Lu Bu is not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Although under the leadership of Lu Bu, the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army broke through three military formations one after another, the Han army obviously reacted.

Moreover, the cavalry of the Han army who had been expelled by the Yellow Turban Army also entangled again. Although the threat was not great, the combination of the two still restrained the momentum of the Yellow Turban Army cavalry.

But the Yellow Turban Army on the north bank seems to be at the end of their rope...

Chapter 2: The Battle of Fenshui ([-])

Outside Changyuan, in the Yellow Turban Army formation, the sound of rumbling war drums did not stop for a moment.

Xu An rode a bay red horse and stood quietly under the high platform.

As the new wind blew, countless banners fluttered around the high platform under the blowing of the strong wind, and it also blew up Xu An's khaki-colored battle robe, revealing the red armor engraved with tiger patterns inside.

"woo"

The low and desolate sound of horns sounded from under the high platform, the sound of messy horseshoes sounded behind Xu An, and the banners with "All the world is auspicious" written on one side were erected one after another.

Xu An took over the horse from the hand of the knight himself, and just behind Xu An, more than a hundred heavily armed heavy cavalry were also ready to go, and all their eyes were focused on Xu An's horse. body.

The thick cloud layer in the sky was blown by the howling wind, and a thin crack was split.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell down, the crack gradually became bigger and thinner. The golden sunlight fell in front of Xu An, and the narrow light and shadow were like the insurmountable moat in the mythology.

Xu An raised his head and looked at Changyuandu in the distance.

There are countless soldiers fighting, there are countless generals fighting, and there are countless ordinary people struggling.

The big khaki flag fluttered in the wind.

Xu An gently held the horse's belly, and the bay red horse under his crotch snorted heavily, exhaled a puff of white air, and made a whirring sound.

The war horse moved forward with four hooves, and the sound of Qingyue's hooves echoed in Xu An's ears.

The big banner moved forward, and behind Xu An, the more than a hundred armored heavy cavalry also urged them one after another. They followed closely behind Xu An, driving their horses forward slowly.

The tall bay red horse led Xu An slowly into the golden moat.

Xu Da, who was following Xu An, looked at Xu An's back in a daze. The dazzling sunlight fell on Xu An's robe, as if he had put a golden battle robe on Xu An, awe-inspiring. God.

"woo"

The continuous sound of horns sounded in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. Wherever the banner went, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army along the road gave way to a wide road like waves splitting.

The Yellow Turban Army formations on both sides all blew their horns together, sending their tribute to their great virtuous teachers.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

The desolate horn sounded continuously in the army formations on both sides of Xu An, and countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army raised their weapons high and cheered towards their great virtuous teachers.

Turning the clouds to see the sun, the thick clouds are beginning to disperse, and countless golden lights are falling from the clouds.

The golden sun shone on the armored armor of the Yellow Turban Army, and the cold light reflected from the armor on their bodies, and the cold and murderous aura spread from the armored cavalry. Come.

Xu An's prancing horse was holding a halberd, and the prancing horse was in front of him. In his eyes, the red banner on the high platform of Changyuandu was getting bigger and bigger.

On the high platform in Changyuan Ferry, Wei Ping also saw Xu An's big khaki flag, and hundreds of heavily armored cavalry in black armour, holding high the yellow sky battle flag.

……

Outside Changyuan, the soldiers of the two armies were fighting desperately in the pool of blood, and the waves of red and yellow were entangled together.

Every minute and every second, there are a large number of soldiers lying down between the army formations, the dying wailing of the seriously injured, the loud scolding of the generals, the angry shouting and cursing among the soldiers, and the panic-stricken crying. All kinds of sounds merged together, forming a terrifying scene like purgatory on earth.

Between the formations of the two armies, there were countless corpses of soldiers lying down, and the gurgling blood flowed out, forming pools of blood on the ground, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.

In front of the formation of the Han army, a head of the Han army was quite brave. Holding a long halberd in both hands, he stood at the forefront of the formation with several personal guards.