The World of Yellow Sky

What's more, the Huns had to allocate part of their minds to take care of the Han army led by Zhang Yi. The Yellow Turban Army had to face only some of the Huns, and the chances of winning were higher.

As for the Han army led by Zhang Yi, as long as Zhang Yi is in his normal mind and sees the Yellow Turbans coming to help, he will definitely not attack the Yellow Turbans for the time being. This kind of stupid thing of making wedding dresses for the Huns is beyond the reach of a normal person.

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"The yellow scarves in Yong'an City, could it be that the whole army has been dispatched?!"

Bo Xigetu stopped his progress, and seeing the dense military formation not far away, the Yellow Turban Army formation that was slowly pressing down, felt his teeth ache, and couldn't help coming to the side The ranger who reported asked.

"It's at least ten thousand people." Bo Xigetu led the horse under his crotch, scanning the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. "Hou Xubugudu asked me to lead troops to intercept such an army, how could it be possible."

The formation of the Yellow Turban Army in front of them is extremely tight, and the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army are even more cunning. They guard the two wings of the Yellow Turban Army.

If there are Huns' rangers coming forward, these cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army will bully them very quickly and defeat the Huns' rangers who want to harass them.

When the Huns' rangers increased, they returned to the protection of the infantry formation.

Bo Xigetu stared at the formation of the Yellow Turban Army not far away, his face was extremely embarrassed, he called a few rangers and gave orders.

"Send a letter to the Marquis of Xubu Gudu to report all the strength and appearance of the Yellow Turban Army, and the Yellow Turban in Yong'an City, which is only four miles away from the Han Army's camp. I have more than 5000 cavalry under my command, and it is impossible to defeat this army. A Yellow Turban Army."

"Unless these Yellow Turbans are mighty-looking idiots, it will take at least [-] riders to defeat this Yellow Turban army."

The Xiongnu's cavalry galloped northward with Bo Xigetu's words.

Bo Xigetu also turned his head to look at the Yellow Turban Army's trilogy. He had to obey the order of Xu Buguduhou.

Moreover, he was also very emotional about the current situation. Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou, was besieged by them with the main force of Taiyuan County. If he could kill Zhang Yi and annihilate the main force of the Bingzhou army, the hinterland of Bingzhou would be unprotected and within easy reach.

They have caught up with the golden opportunity given by God, how can they give up so easily.

The cities and towns where the Han people lived had innumerable properties and innumerable grains. That was the life that the Huns envied most.

And all of this can be achieved as long as the Han army led by Zhang Yi is wiped out.

How can others destroy such a good opportunity? Although I don't know why the Yellow Turban Army in Yong'an City attacked, but no matter what he said, Bo Xigetu had no reason to let the Yellow Turban Army continue to march north.

Bo Xigetu's eyes turned to the south again, to the Yellow Turban Army formation that was slowly pressing down.

"Blow the horn"

Bo Xigetu took his own lance from the hand of his entourage, and shouted an order.

Just when Bo Xigetu's black banner sounded the dull sound of the horn, the Huns' cavalry also sounded the continuous sound of the horn.

"drive!"

Bo Sigtu pointed the spear in his hand towards the low sky ahead, lightly drew it, and shouted loudly.

"Warriors of the Huns, win this battle!!! Win this battle for the Huns! After winning this battle, we will ride the horse to Taiyuan together!"

Bo Xigetu kicked the horse's belly lightly with both legs, and the horse under his crotch spread its hooves and trotted forward.

Behind him, countless Hun cavalry with their left lapels and furs as their armor and without their coats all screamed and let out terrifying shouts.

Under the leadership of Bo Xigetu, the huge cavalry formation of the Huns slowly swept forward from the top of the mound to the large formation of the Yellow Turban Army under the mound. ?

An eagle flew by, its sharp wings cutting through the floating clouds floating in the low sky.

In its eagle eyes, a black wave composed of more than 5000 Huns, row by row, swept forward like waves on the seashore.

Accompanied by the acceleration of the war horse, the originally calm sea waves gradually became turbulent, from waves to giant waves!

A huge cavalry formation composed of more than [-] Hun cavalry, crushed towards the formation of the Yellow Turban Army with overwhelming force.

The sound of heavy horseshoes was like thunder before a rainstorm.

Standing in the formation, Xu An watched the black waves sweeping over the mound in the distance, and even had the illusion that the ground under his feet was trembling.

The formation of the Yellow Turban Army also stagnated due to the Huns' invasion.

Bo Sigtu's eyes were cold, and he swung the lance in his hand horizontally.

The military flag waved, and the horn sounded again.

The Hun cavalry who followed Bo Xigetu turned in after hearing the order.

Two torrents of black cavalry, like an overturned flood rushing towards the building, rushed towards the two wings of the Yellow Turban Army's formation.

The Huns did not face the idea of ​​attacking the hedgehog-like formation of the Yellow Turban Army. They just wanted to entangle this army, which was almost all infantry, and create opportunities for their compatriots who were besieging the Han army camp.

"Rumble"

The cavalry rushing into the formation brought the soldiers of the infantry formation. The greatest deterrent was the unparalleled visual impact brought by the galloping horses.

The shaking ground, roaring war horses, cavalry formations that can't be seen at a glance, sharp knives, and the threat of death are all within easy reach!

All of this tested and tormented the psychology of the infantrymen.

As long as there is one person in the army, or several people can't bear the pressure, they drop their weapons and run back.

It is possible to trigger a chain reaction, which will be devastating to the infantry phalanx. The disintegration of the soldiers will lead to the emergence of flaws in the tight military formation, causing the military formation to collapse without attack.

In the eyes of the cavalry, the infantry without the cover of the army formation is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without any threat.

But what the Huns faced was the elite Yellow Turban Army who came out from the battle of Kuicheng, the battle of Fenshui, and the bloody generals from the mountain of corpses.

Facing the powerful Hun cavalry, facing the black wave that swept across like an overwhelming mountain.

No one screamed out of fear, no one dropped their weapons out of fear, and no one turned and ran.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The tall Huangtian war drum was sounded by the warriors of the Yellow Turban Army.

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

After the sound of the drums, there was a shout like a mountain roar and a tsunami. It was the roar of countless Yellow Turban soldiers, and it was also the shout of countless Han men.

"Guan Zhongxiang Huan Gong, dominated the princes, ruled the world, and the people have received his gifts to this day. If Guan Zhong is small, I will wear my left skirt."

Chapter 229 Flaws

"woo"

The low sound of the horn sounded from the cavalry of the Huns.

The Hun cavalry roared like a tide, passing by the two wings of the Yellow Turban Army's formation.

The huge pressure affected the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the army formation, and it seemed that even the ground under their feet was shaking.

A fierce killing intent emanated from the cavalry of the Huns.

More than [-] Hun cavalry drove the war horses. With the hoofs of the horses moving, the huge Hun cavalry formation seemed to turn into a huge grassland eagle, spread its wings, and swooped down from the sky to catch the prey.

The place where the black banner of Bogeshitu is located is the sharp beak of the steppe eagle.

The desolate horn sounded again, like the shrill cry of a prairie eagle.

With a loud rumbling noise, the black wave swept across the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. Without the command of a general or leader, countless feathered arrows flew out of the formation of the Huns.

For a moment, both wings of the entire Yellow Turban Army were filled with bowstrings trembling, and the sound of feathered arrows whizzing through the air.

Dense bows and arrows fell from the sky, and those shield soldiers holding tall tower shields in the Yellow Turban Army formation firmly held the shields in their hands.

The shield soldiers in the first row erected their shields and hid behind them, while the soldiers in the second and third rows raised their shields high to block the top.

In the army formation of the Yellow Turban Army, countless soldiers leaned shoulder to shoulder, leaned tightly together, lowered their heads, hid their faces that were not covered by objects, protected them with helmets, and then hid together in the tall Under the tower shield.

The sound of jingling was endless, and the arrows of the Huns fell like a torrential rain, continuously and continuously.

From time to time, feathered arrows shot through the gaps in the tower shield and shot into the army formation.

Although most of the attacks were blocked by the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army and the armor worn by sharp soldiers, there were still some unlucky soldiers who were injured by some tricky feather arrows.

Riding and shooting has been engraved into the bones of the Huns, engraved in their blood.

In the era when there were no saddles and stirrups, most cavalry fought on foot. The two sides used horses to speed up their march and rush to the front of the enemy's formation, and then dismounted to fight on foot.

But these nomads, Xiongnu, Wuhuan, and Qiang, lived in the grasslands since childhood, and they had to rely on war horses. They rode horses since childhood and lived as nomads.

The long-term life on horseback has been exercising their riding skills and their leg muscles all the time.

It also allows their legs to have extremely strong strength to clamp the belly of the horse, thus freeing their hands to fight. As for riding and shooting, it is a general talent engraved in their blood.

Relying on horses, bows and arrows, they survived on the perilous grassland.

"Shoot the arrow!!!"

Behind the shield formation, the archers of the Yellow Turban Army waved down the command flag viciously.

"call out"

With the loud and sharp wooden whistle.

A large number of feathered arrows were stimulated, and the locust-like rain of arrows swept up from the Yellow Turban Army's formation, and slammed down fiercely on the Huns who passed by the Yellow Turban Army's formation. and go.

"Puff puff!"

Suddenly, a group of people in the cavalry formed by Hu Qi of the Huns turned their backs on their backs.

How can the Hun cavalry, who only wear fur as their armor, be able to stop those Yellow Turban crossbowmen holding strong bows and crossbows in the Han army's arsenal in the Yellow Turban army formation.

The cracking sound of bones breaking, the sad hissing sound of the horse falling down, and the panicked shouting of the knight when he fell, all intertwined in an instant.

"huh" "huh"

A short wooden whistle sounded from the outermost formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

Those soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who hid behind the tower shield all untied the crossbows at their waists and wound them together.

After a few breaths, the short wooden whistle sounded again in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

"call out"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Numerous crossbows were activated, and the crossbows shot straight into the cavalry formation of the Huns through the gaps between the tower shields.

It's just that the outermost cavalry of the Huns' cavalry formation was harassed by the rain of arrows in an instant. How could the arrows fired by the strong crossbow be defended by the armor made of fur?

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"woo"

The sound of the horn sounded, and the cavalry formation of the Huns began to change, and gradually distanced themselves from the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

They have already judged the position and range of the Yellow Turban infantry archers, as well as the formation with crossbows.

The range of the walking bow is better than that of the riding bow, but it is just wishful thinking if this alone can defeat these nomads who live on horseback all the year round.

After hundreds, even thousands of years of fighting, both sides clearly know the other's attack and countermeasures.

Facing the phalanx of infantry and archers behind the shield wall, these Huns' cavalry would distance themselves.

Facing the crossbow machine behind the shield wall, ordinary Hun cavalry would choose to bypass it and shoot from a distance.

Try to avoid well-defended military formations and attack relatively weak military formations. After all, an army is rare and every military formation is indestructible and tenacious.

Xu An rode his horse and galloped between the formations of the Yellow Turban Army, checking the surrounding enemy situation.

The black banners of the Huns appeared around the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, almost forming a huge encirclement.

The horses galloped, and these Huns drew their bows and arrows on the fast galloping horses from time to time, and shot the arrows in their hands at the formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

They kept a distance from the infantry formation of the Yellow Turban Army as much as possible, and deliberately avoided the infantry formation of the Yellow Turban Army behind them.

The messengers galloped through the gaps between the Yellow Turban Army formations, and delivered military reports to Xu An.

Xu An looked up at the slightly westward sun, and calculated the time to arrive outside the Han army camp.

The performance of his soldiers was far better than he expected. Facing the rain of arrows from the Huns, there were not many casualties in the Yellow Turban army with tower shields for protection and bows and crossbows to fight back.

And it can continue to move north.

"There are still three miles. After crossing this hill, you can see the camp of the Han army."

"Pass down the order, stick to it for a quarter of an hour, and then continue northward."

Xu An drove the horse and walked towards the front.

The harassment of the Huns was much weaker than he expected. With the protection of the crossbows, the Huns could only seize the gaps and throw arrows at some army formations without the protection of the crossbows.

So he ordered to defend on the spot first, and wait for the soldiers under his command to become familiar with the tactics of the Huns before continuing to march north.

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