The World of Yellow Sky

Another Xiongnu infantry showed a fierce face, with angry eyes, raised the hammer in his hand high, and slammed it towards Zuo mustache Zhangba's face.

The left mustache was full of vicious looks, he raised his hammer and smashed it straight at the hammer of the Xiongnu infantry.

But listen to the sound of "clang".

The Xiongnu pawn's hands trembled, the hammer was dropped by Zuo Mustache Zhangba on the spot, and bright red blood flowed from his tiger's mouth.

"call out----"

An even louder whistle sounded from behind Zuo mustache Zhangba, and countless soldiers wrapped in yellow scarves rushed out from Zuo mustache Zhangba's side to meet the Xiongnu infantry who broke into the formation.

"Ugh——"

The horn of the Huns sounded.

The two thousand-length Hun banners also appeared in Zuo Mustache Zhangba's eyes.

They managed to open a gap and put in so many elites, so many strong shooters.

They were unwilling to give up so easily, and more Huns rushed into the formation.

The soldiers of both sides worked hard, and the field of Shuofang was like a huge flesh mill, rapidly consuming the lives of the soldiers of the Xiongnu and Yellow Turbans.

Chapter 323 Heavily armored

Xu An looked at the overall situation, and he had already paid attention to the crisis Zuo Miaozhang Babu encountered.

The Huns' attack became more and more urgent. Not only did Zuo Miaozhang Babu encounter a crisis, but they were also broken through by the Huns several times.

Xu An frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Yan Zhong beside him.

"Not yet."

Yan Zhong felt Xu An's gaze and shook his head lightly.

Xu An nodded. When it comes to using cavalry to fight on the grasslands, he doesn't have much experience. On the contrary, Yan Zhong, who is from Liangzhou, has much more experience than him.

Xu An withdrew his mind, listened to the messages coming one after another, observed the situation around him with his eyes, and read out one military order after another calmly.

Whistles continued to sound from the position of the Chinese army.

One after another, the Yellow Turban infantry was transferred to the surrounding area of ​​the formation.

Amid the deafening shouts of killing and the sound of passionate drums, several Huns who broke into the formation were driven out, but there were still a few places where the Huns took advantage.

The formation of the Yellow Turban Army had no choice but to retreat. Fortunately, the formation did not disperse. Under the command of the general, the Yellow Turban Army finally stabilized the situation.

The threat posed by the strong archers of the Xiongnu to the Yellow Turban Army is too great, and there are even hidden eagle archers of the Xiongnu in some places...

Birds in the sky are hard to shoot.Grassland eagles generally have a wingspan of two to three meters. They like to stay at an altitude of two to three hundred meters, looking for prey, and then swoop down to attack the prey. They can hunt larger animals such as sheep and deer.

All the eagle shooters on the prairie are outstanding people, with superb archery skills, and almost no false shots.

These eagle shooters hide in the cavalry or infantry formations, waiting for an opportunity to shoot and kill the officers of the Yellow Turban Army in the formation.

The spiked heavy arrows used by the Xiongnu archers are made of refined iron and are specially used for piercing armor. The arrows used by the strong archers are also heavy arrows belonging to the Han army. There is no way for the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army to wear iron armor. block.

Just a short half an hour.

Xu An has already received news that four or five military officers were shot dead, as well as a large number of team leaders and Fu Zhu being shot dead;

Even an army Sima was shot by the hidden eagle archer, but fortunately the distance was still far away, the army Sima was wearing two layers of heavy armor, and the arrow pierced his chest.

The Yellow Turban Army didn't have much to do about it. After all, there was still a lack of good archers in the army.

Xu An could only order that the generals and schools in the army should hide in the army formation as much as possible and let the guards protect them.

But this is the case, those highly skilled eagle archers can still find opportunities to cause damage from time to time.

The Huns also often concentrated strong archers and archers in a certain place to shoot, so as to open the gap and support the cavalry to break the formation.

Yan Zhong stared at the battle situation expressionlessly. The tragedies that were happening did not affect his emotions in the slightest.

He is used to life and death, all he wants is victory.

"Ugh——"

Another Hun's horn sounded.

Yan Zhong's eyes froze, and the silk fan in his hand suddenly fell, hitting the railing on the lookout cart, making a soft sound.

"Duke Ming please order the Yellow Angels to fall into the camp and fight!"

Hearing Yan Zhong's words, Xu An suddenly waved down the military flag in his hand, and shouted orders.

Standing under the lookout cart, Gao Shun and Gong Du, who had already been impatient, immediately agreed.

Under the pole-cart, there was a sudden sound of armor leaves rubbing against each other, and Gao Shun and Gong Du quickly returned to their respective army formations with their personal guards behind them.

A short and sharp wooden whistle sounded, and in an instant, the central army of the Yellow Turban Army was already full of voices.

The tall tiger-striped battle flags of the Yellow Angels fluttered in the wind. Thousands of Yellow Angels followed behind Gong Du and moved quickly towards the periphery of the Yellow Turban Army formation.

And the camp was not slow at all. Those dead soldiers in the camp, wearing heavy armor, followed the tall banners of the camp, which were as black as ink, and rushed towards the periphery of the yellow scarf army.

As soon as the Yellow Angels and the Trapped faction joined the battle, they instantly broke the stalemate.

Even the strong archers of the Huns couldn't cause too much damage to the yellow angels in heavy armor and holding sharp blades at medium and short distances.

The Xiongnu's elite infantry were even more vulnerable to the yellow angels and the soldiers trapped in the camp.

After all, the Huns were a tribe on horseback, and they were not good at fighting on foot.

The Huns' infantry can gain an advantage only by relying on the superb archery skills of the Huns' strong archers and eagle archers, as well as the Huns' impact on the cavalry, from time to time.

They don't know how to fight at all.

However, the Yellow Angels and the Trapped Camp are heavily armored infantry who have undergone rigorous training and are almost armed to the teeth. They are the strongest combat forces in the Yellow Turban Army.

In fact, the numbers of the two sides were about the same, and there were even more Huns in some places, but the yellow angels and the sergeants who were trapped in the camp formed an army formation, while the Huns infantry fought on their own.

A Hun infantry often has to face attacks from three sides at the same time, and face several enemies at the same time.

And the blunt weapons they held in their hands had no way of touching the heavy armored infantry of the Yellow Turban Army who came in formation.

Finally, the group of Hun infantry in the formation finally felt fear.

It is not death itself that frightens them.

Many of them have long put life and death aside, and they fought desperately for victory and for their own tribe.

They fear worthless death.

This is not a massacre at all, their deaths are worthless, and they can't even cause a little damage to those heavy armored infantry who are wearing face masks and come from the land of the Nine Nethers.

The Xiongnu's infantry completely collapsed, but what is even more desperate is that the retreat road has been blocked and the gap has been closed.

On all sides were soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who came in array.

The Xiaoqi Battalion and the White Robe Army, two cavalry troops in the Yellow Turban Army's large formation, also launched an attack at the same time as the Yellow Angels and the trapped camp attacked.

Although the Huns had long been prepared for the cavalry in the formation of the two Yellow Turbans.

But they still far underestimated the strength of the Xiaoqi Battalion and the White Robe Army.

Under the leadership of Lu Bu, the Xiaoqi Battalion was almost like chopping melons and vegetables, and defeated the phalanx formed by the Huns cavalry and infantry who were trying to resist.

There was a eagle archer of the Huns who wanted to shoot Lu Bu, but was shot and killed by Lu Bu on the spot with a backhand arrow.

Xu Bu's hands trembled because of the force, his complexion was pale, his eyes were red, and he almost spewed fire.

Not long ago, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was like a candle in the wind.

But in the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive momentum has changed.

And most of the elite infantry under his command were still trapped in the large formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and the entire army was about to be wiped out.

But not only that, the offensive of the Yellow Turban Army is not over yet.

Two long dragons, one black and one white, made up of cavalry, have leaped out of the khaki formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

In just an instant, the Hun cavalry on the periphery of the formation were smashed to pieces.

Chapter 324 It's All About You

"Blow the horn!"

Xu Bu raised the long lance in his hand high, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Raise the blood flag!"

A group of Xiongnu cavalry standing beside Xu Bu drew their weapons.

Accompanied by the sound of a low-pitched horn, a scarlet banner slowly rose.

Almost at the same time, countless Huns cavalry had galloped out on horseback.

When the blood flag is raised, it means immortality, it is a herald of the extermination of the race, it is the flag of going to death.

Turning the clouds to see the sun, the deafening shouts of killing resounded through the sky, as if the white clouds in the sky were all dissipated by the shouts of killing.

The sharp birdsong pierced the sky in an instant, and a huge prairie eagle flew across the sky not far away.

The incomparably intense movement on the grassland aroused its vigilance.

Under the sharp carved eyes is an extremely terrifying picture.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, almost the entire grassland has been annihilated by the black tide formed by the Huns cavalry.

Only in the very center, there is an extremely huge rock that looks like mud.

At the front of the Huns' cavalry formation was a black horse without a trace of hair.

This is an extremely handsome BMW, a real horse with a thousand li.

On the horse's back, Xu Bu's face was solemn, he held the horse's spear tightly in his hand, and urged the horse under his seat to move forward rapidly.

He is Tu Shanyu, the supporter of the Xiongnu, and he wants to lead his tribe to prosperity and prosperity.

However, the reality is so ridiculous.

The enemies of the Xiongnu, those Han Chinese who called themselves the Yellow Turban Army, their combat power far exceeded Xu Bu's imagination.

At this time of the war, no matter where the battle is speculated from, no matter how the Huns struggled, it seemed that the Yellow Turban Army would always have the greater chance of winning.

Although the Xiongnu still had [-] cavalrymen who did not join the battlefield, Xu Bu knew clearly that they would not be able to win.

Taking advantage of the fire to rob is a rare and common thing on the grassland.

Xu Bu didn't believe that, the Yellow Turbans pursued for thousands of miles, and the Wuhuan people in the north and the Liangzhou Qiang cavalry in the south would just sit idly by.

They must be hovering not far away now, waiting for the balance of war to begin to tilt.

If the Huns can defeat the Yellow Turban Army, then everything will be fine, and the Huns still have a pasture.

However, if the Xiongnu showed signs of decline, then the Wuhuan and Liangzhou armies in Shanggu County would not hesitate to devour the Xiongnu tribe like a pack of wolves on the grassland.

As for surrendering to the Yellow Turban Army...

Xu Bu never thought that he had his pride.

The Huns have bowed their knees for too long. Instead of lingering, begging for mercy, living like that, it is better to die!

Even if it is a [-]% chance, he is willing to fight for it.

"Great Huns!"

Xu Bu raised the horse in his hand high, and roared to the sky.

"Long live!"

The big black banner suddenly panicked, and galloped forward quickly.

"Long live the Huns!"

More than [-] Huns cavalry roared like a tsunami in an instant.

They raised the spears in their hands, drew the arrows around their waists, followed behind Xu Bu, followed behind their Shan Yu, and swept towards the large formation of the Yellow Turban Army waiting in front of them.

Gold and iron horses, billowing smoke and dust, its momentum seems to be tilted from the sky.

More than [-] Hun cavalry, led by Xu Bu, surged forward like a rolling iron stream.

The last army of the Huns went into the battlefield.