The World of Yellow Sky

Such a breakthrough speed is not normal, and neither of his flanks has any friendly troops to support him.

In other words, if Zhang Nan went deeper, he might be in danger of being surrounded.

And not far from the Han army led by Zhang Nan, a tiger-patterned battle flag was advancing rapidly. It was the battle flag of the Yellow Angel.

"Send the order, the right and left barracks go out!"

On the lookout cart of the Central Army of the Han Army, two fiery red flags began to wave wildly towards both sides of the lookout cart.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

On the high platform of the right army of the Han army, the sound of drums suddenly became urgent.

Chunyu Qiong looked away, the sound of drums and flags was the signal to attack that Lu Zhi had arranged in advance.

Chunyu Qiong, who had been waiting for a long time, raised the long knife in his hand high, and then pressed it down slowly.

More than [-] soldiers from the Right Army Battalion stepped forward together.

Xia Mou, who was riding on a war horse, was surrounded by a group of armored cavalry, slowly pulled out the Han sword at his waist, and gave the order to march.

More than [-] soldiers from the Left Army Battalion marched forward upon hearing the order.

……

"Hoo----" "Hoo----"

The sharp wooden whistle sounded continuously around Zhang Nan, and the general and school of the Yellow Turban Army soldiers shouted triumphantly, leading the soldiers under their command to stop Zhang Nan's advance, but their martial arts were mediocre, and without soldiers How can he be Zhang Nan's opponent without covering up?

Zhang Nan was a little out of breath. The fierce battle before had exhausted his physical strength.

Wearing heavy armor weighing dozens of kilograms is not an easy job.

Zhang Nan glanced around, and there were khaki flags standing in front of and beside him, but there was not a single red flag in sight.

He also knew that he seemed to be charging too far forward, and he needed to wait for the friendly forces on other roads.

Zhang Nan looked to both sides, trying to find a weak point, and rushed to the left or right, leading friendly troops from other roads into the formation.

"die!"

But just as Zhang Nan was observing, a loud shout suddenly sounded in his head.

A ferocious-looking Yellow Turban Army Marquis who was holding a ring-headed sword beheaded two Han soldiers standing in front of him in a row. The two Han soldiers died after their throats were sealed.

However, the officer of the Yellow Turban Army even beheaded two people, but did not stop, but rushed straight towards Zhang Nan's direction.

Danger is approaching. In this situation, Zhang Nan knows that as the general, he must not retreat. Once he retreats, the follow-up soldiers will definitely feel fear when they see his banner backward.

"tread--"

The soldier of the Yellow Turban Army stepped on the ground suddenly, and his strong body leaped towards him like a preying cheetah.

Zhang Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a shout came from his throat, but he also took a step forward.

With both arms turned violently, he drew a circle with the long knife in his hand, then his body leaned to the right, his shoulders sank, and he turned around to avoid the sudden stab of the yellow scarf soldier.

"puff!"

The long knife pierced through the air and spread in all directions. Zhang Nan panted heavily and held the handle of the long-handled war knife with both hands, but the blade was inserted into the left shoulder and neck of the Yellow Turban Army Marquis.

Zhang Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, dripping blood sprayed from the neck of the Yellow Turban Army Marquis, staining the right half of his face red.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

Under the severe pain, the officer of the Yellow Turban Army was no longer able to hold the ring-shoudao in his hand.

Zhang Nan ruthlessly pressed down the long knife in his hand, and stepped forward.

The officer of the Yellow Turban Army tightly held the long knife cut to his neck and right shoulder with both hands, and was driven back by the inertia of Zhang Nan's forward charge.

"Oh!"

Zhang Nan withdrew his long knife, and more blood gushed out from the neck of the Yellow Turban Army Marquis. Zhang Nan exerted force from his waist and kicked the Yellow Turban Army Marquis in the abdomen.

The Yellow Turban Army Marquis suddenly fell backwards, knocking down several Yellow Turban soldiers who were barely in the formation behind him.

Naturally, Zhang Nan would not let go of such a great opportunity.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The marching drums continued, and Zhang Nan strode forward with a long knife upside down.

"kill!!"

Seeing Zhang Nan's bravery, the Han army who broke into the formation rushed forward like a chicken blood.

"Whoever can win Xu An's head will be made Marquis of Qianhu!"

The general of the Han army shouted loudly, pointing at the telescopic cart not far away, roaring angrily.

Xu An's reputation was no longer daunting for a moment, and all kinds of miracles in the past became dim in front of Qian Huhou.

"Kill!!!"

Shouting and tsunami-like shouts of killing came from behind Zhang Nan. Zhang Nan let out an angry roar, raised his long knife, and aimed the knife at the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were fleeing in front of him. Next march forward again.

"call out-----"

A sharp sound pierced the scorching battlefield.

Zhang Nan suddenly raised his head and stopped walking.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in front of them fled in embarrassment, but now they are not running backwards, but to the sides.

A tall khaki-colored tiger-striped banner appeared in Zhang Nan's vision.

The long wind whistled past, bringing with it the sound of countless banners hunting. Zhang Nan held the long knife tightly and stared at the front as if he was facing an enemy.

After the fleeing Yellow Turban army was defeated, there was a rushing sound, like a river flooding after a heavy rain.

He Man was wearing a double-breasted sleeve armor, holding a long stick made of fine iron upside down, and walked out slowly. The armor was covered with a khaki war robe embroidered with gods, and the strong wind blew the gods on him. The battle robe bulged and made a hunting sound.

And just behind He Man, there are a large number of yellow angels with tiger stripes on their backs and perseverance!

The rattling sound was exactly the sound caused by the gust of wind blowing over the flag.

Chapter 392 The Battle of Zhangshui ([-])

"call out----"

The sharp wooden whistle sounded suddenly, and He Man raised the long stick in his hand, and hundreds of yellow angels behind him roared in unison, and at the same time raised the vertical melon hammer and curved edge shield in their hands.

These standing melon hammers were specially ordered by Xu An to be made by craftsmen, in order to be used on the frontal battlefield to fight against the sharp soldiers of the Han army and the forbidden army in Xiyuan.

The sharp soldiers of the Han army and the forbidden army of the West Garden are both equipped with iron armor extensively, and also filled with other protective materials on the iron armor. It is difficult to cut through with a knife and difficult to pierce with a spear.

"Wan Sheng!!"

He Man's military order was like a signal to open a reservoir.

After roaring in unison, the Yellow Angels turned into a flood of water that had accumulated in the reservoir for a long time. When the gate was opened, it rushed out in an instant.

Zhang Nan's expression changed drastically, why didn't he know that he had fallen into a trick to lure the enemy.

"It cost such a big price..."

Zhang Nan's heart was cold, he was like a broken bamboo along the way, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army marched everywhere, at least 500 people of the Yellow Turban Army died in his previous assault.

And he could tell that the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were really defeated.

Throwing away their helmets and armor, their banners falling down, the generals of the Yellow Turban Army yelling at them vigorously, as well as their angry counterattacks, he could clearly see all the soldiers who had already fled in embarrassment.

Zhang Nan knew that Xu An must have withdrawn some of his soldiers to retreat, which weakened the defensive force of the area he was attacking, and made him break through the formation one after another.

But the two armies have been fighting endlessly, and the most taboo thing is the retreat of the fighting troops and the collapse of the army formation, because a little carelessness may cause a chain reaction, causing the entire front to collapse. Xu An dared to act like this. This is what shocked Zhang Nan.

"Zhang Nan?!"

There was a sudden explosion of shouting, Zhang Nan raised his eyebrows and looked forward, and the heavily armed yellow angels in front of him had already rushed over.

There is no way to avoid, no way to retreat, Zhang Nan knows that if he retreats at this time, all the parts under his command will inevitably be crossed, and he will even be driven out by the yellow angels, killing the generals all the way out.

He Man swung the long stick in his hand, and several guards beside him with double hammers followed He Man forward, and the sharp guards and guards standing in front of Zhang Nan were all knocked to the ground by him.

The hammer smashed on the iron armor, and the huge force directly acted on the human body covered by the iron armor, and its lethality far exceeded the damage that a knife and gun could cause to the iron armor.

"clang!"

Zhang Nan let out a roar when the long stick made of fine iron fell on his head, and instead of retreating, he raised his long-handled saber not to be outdone, and received He Man's powerful and heavy blow.

Under the tremendous force, the iron rod collided with the handle of the long knife, and even sparks flew out.

Zhang Nan's complexion changed drastically. He didn't expect the force on the long stick to be so strong. After a long battle, he was already a little weak, so he knocked Zhang Nan half-kneeling on the ground.

He Man's heavy blow far exceeded his expectations. Zhang Nan held the long handle of the saber with both hands and struggled to resist the force from the long stick in He Man's hand. His hands were already numb from the shock. .

Huge force came along the hilt of the knife, like a long whip soaked in water, causing severe pain to his internal organs, and the blood in his chest was also churning.

Zhang Nan's heart was full of fear, and the fighting spirit that had risen in his heart disappeared like flowing water. He knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the Yellow Turban general in front of him.

Zhang Nan gritted his teeth, abandoned the long knife and rolled towards the back, trying to escape He Man's attack range.

But how could He Man make Zhang Nan happy? He Man's eyes sharpened, and he held the end of the fine iron rod with one hand. With just a swing of the ape arm, the long fine iron rod in his hand swept out like a wheel.

Before Zhang Nan got up, he heard a sound of piercing through the air. First, a loud noise sounded in his mind, and then a huge force came from the helmet on his head, all the way to his head. In the process, the severe pain distorted Zhang Nan's complexion. He stretched out his hand to grab something, but the force had already brought him to the ground, and the endless darkness immediately swallowed Zhang Nan's thoughts.

Holding a long fine iron stick, He Man stood on Zhang Nan's corpse with one foot, staring at the soldiers of the Han army in front of him, as towering as a general descended from the sky.

Zhang Nan's death became the last straw that crushed the Han army.

There was a sneer at the corner of He Man's mouth, he raised his stick and waved it forward, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Leave no one, kill them all!"

"promise!"

A group of yellow angels all agreed in a deep voice, and charged forward frantically.

……

Lu Zhi stood on the lookout cart with a solemn expression, he had already seen Zhang Nan's banner falling down.

At this time, the sharp soldiers of the Han army who broke into the formation of the Yellow Turban Army were completely in chaos. Under the leadership of He Man, the yellow angels quickly killed the sharp soldiers of the Han army.

They even dispersed the broken soldiers and broke through several Han army formations one after another, disrupting the originally orderly offensive rhythm of the Han army, and greatly reducing the pressure on the Yellow Turban soldiers on the rest of the front.

"Ugh——"

The low horn sounded from the front line of the Yellow Turban Army.

He Man stopped his forward steps and raised the fine iron stick in his hand. A yellow angel beside him who wanted to charge forward was stopped by him.

"withdraw!"

He Man gave the order to retreat without hesitation.

The horn sounded in the front line, which was the signal to remind He Man to retreat.

The group of yellow angels did not hesitate. No matter what military order the lord general issued, as long as it did not violate their beliefs, they would resolutely carry it out without any hesitation.

No one cared about the corpses of the Han soldiers lying on the ground. Although those corpses represented military merit and rewards, none of these yellow angels cared, because what they wanted was not military merit and rewards.

Thanks to the long-term training, the advance and retreat of the Yellow Angels was extremely orderly, and they retreated into the formation of the Yellow Turban Army in just a blink of an eye.

And just when He Man, who was in the back of the palace, had just retreated into the formation, countless fiery red banners caught his eyes.

A armored cavalry leaped into his field of vision. The leading general, a Han cavalry general with a spear, leaped forward, and behind him, hundreds of soldiers were holding tower shields and holding sharp knives. , the soldiers of the Han army with red tassels on their heads came slowly.

Even though they were separated by a long distance, He Man could still feel the aura of this army, which was completely different from that of Jizhou's county army. It was an incomparably fierce aura.

If the Jizhou Army is described as ferocious wolves, then the Forbidden Army from the West Garden is the king of beasts in the forest - colorful tigers!

"The Forbidden Army of the West Garden?!"

He Man had seen the sharp soldiers of the Han army, and he didn't have much fear, but this was the first time he had seen the forbidden army in Xiyuan, an army that had been living in rumors.

The visual impact brought by the Xiyuan Forbidden Army is far better than that of the Han Army's elite soldiers several times.

Chunyu Qiong rode on the horse, and looked proudly at the well-organized Yellow Turban Army formation in front of him. These soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who had made great achievements in the Battle of Kuicheng were not taken seriously by Chun Yuqiong. Because under his command, the most powerful soldiers in the world are assembled, and they are equipped with the most elite weapons in the world.

There is no army, no generals, who can stop this powerful army composed of hundreds of warriors.