The sound of killing in the plains and wilderness shook the sky. The Han army formed three ju-shaped formations, but the first volunteer ju-shaped array was broken at the beginning of the battle, and the moths and thieves killed unscrupulously, and the subordinate commander Anping led the defeated army to retreat as soon as possible, retreating to the back of the second ju-shaped formation and re-forming the formation.

The second Ju Formation was personally commanded by Guan Yu, and he liked the deduction of the battle array for the first time, he did not panic, and methodically commanded the Ju Array to impact the moth thief, but the combat effectiveness of the volunteers was too low, although he had received more than a month of formal training, but he had already forgotten these specific action steps when he really went to the battlefield to fight with the moth thief, and the most important point was that although the command horn sounded after the formation was flawed, it could not play any role in correcting errors, and Guan Yu, who saw that the formation was about to be broken again, stepped forward, Charged to the front line.

If the team and formation can't pinch them into a whole, then they can be carried out alone, relying on their personal strength to fight with the moth thieves, he brandished the glaive knife to rush left and right, and the formation was completely scattered under his instructions, and began to fight chaotically with the moth thieves, Guan Yu took the lead, although the battle formation failed, he didn't think he had failed, because the last huge formation behind was his hard work, and now what he had to do was to suppress the morale of the moth thieves.

Guan Yu, who took the lead, danced the Glaive Knife to slash left and right to kill several people in a row, raising the knife and shouting: "Brothers of the Righteous Army, kill!" With his heroic killing of the enemy as an example, the volunteers behind him killed even more frantically.

And as Guan Yu fell into the melee, Xu Atai immediately ordered the flag officer to give an order, asking An Ping to lead the defeated rebels to form a double ghost slap with Guan Yu from the left side to hit the moth thief. Although the situation was somewhat unexpected, Xu Atai, who grasped the rapid changes in the battlefield, quickly adjusted his combat strategy.

An Ping, who received the order, once again led his troops to kill the left side of the moth thief bravely and invinciblely. It came in an instant like a whirlwind, and on the other side, the glaive knife in Guan Yu's hand was like a dragon out of the water. In the moth thief group, you will either slash the enemy diagonally, or fall on your head, and immediately move your head and burst your brain.

An Ping waved the ring head knife, and the moth thieves around him dared to approach and must kill him as soon as possible, his moves were not as fickle as Guan Yu, and he was using the killing method in the army, and one move was fatal. Just in an instant, four or five people were cut.

Guan Yu and Anping cried and shouted for their mothers, but Xu Atai, who had been sitting in the Chinese army watching the battlefield, once again conveyed the order, this time ordering Guan Yu to lead the volunteers to the right, get out of the way in the middle, and prepare for the attack of the county soldiers who were waiting in formation.

Just as the flag officer was laying out the order with the flag, the first wave of the moth thieves was repulsed, but they only retreated a few feet, and more moth thieves were killed. And the escaped moth thieves returned again after being killed several times.

"Brothers of the rebels, work harder, and kill this wave of moth thieves again!"

Guan Yu let out a loud shout at the same time, and the Glaive Knife swept sideways. Impartially, he was right in the chest of the moth thief, taking him from intestines to abdomen. There was a big disembowelment, and blood and intestines flowed out in an instant. Then he fell to the ground, and he who died could not die again.

And on the other side. Anping slashed left and right, had already been far away from the brigade, and when he gradually struggled, he found that he had been surrounded, this one had just killed a person, but that head was swarmed by the moth thief, chopped off the horse's hooves, and the war horse fell to the ground together An Ping was dizzy when he found that the moth thief swarmed up, and all kinds of blades beckoned to him.

Seeing these soldiers who were getting closer and closer, An Ping resisted desperately, but how could he repel them one by one, just when he thought he was going to die, he suddenly killed a wave of people behind him, but he saved him at this critical moment when his life was at stake.

Although he was saved, the combat power of the moth thief is indeed too strong, and the most important point is that they don't want to die, when they encounter such an enemy, if they don't fight, they can only die, Anping roared: "Brothers, the moth thief is also a human being, and he will die with a knife on his shoulder, brothers, don't be afraid, the more afraid he is, the faster he will die, if you want to live, kill the thief with me!" ”

"Kill!"

The volunteers on the battlefield under the leadership of An Ping became more and more crazy towards the moth thief to kill the past, for a while, the shouting sound of killing resounded in the sky, and Xu Atai, who was watching the battlefield, danced a two-edged axe after giving Liu Bei the last order to attack, and shouted: "Chinese army, follow me to attack!" ”

The soldiers formed by the county soldiers had been waiting for a fight, and after getting Xu Atai's order, they began to kill in unison.

Their steps were the same, stepping, stepping, the sound shook the earth, and for a while, almost everyone in the battlefield subconsciously looked at them, excited, and even more frightened.

Cheng Zhiyuan, who was looking at the battle, frowned, although the defeat of Laishui made him despise the Han army, but it was not until this moment that he finally understood that there was a reason for the defeat of Laishui, this Han army was different from any Han army he had encountered, and their combat power was beyond imagination.

The generals around him eagerly asked for battle, and said, "Qu Shuai, let me bring people up, otherwise this battle will really be lost." ”

Now on the local battlefield, the Han army has invested all its troops, forming a slight advantage, but what Cheng Zhiyuan is worried about is that the Han army he understands should have five thousand people, and what appears here is only two or three thousand people, where are the rest of the Han army? This is a crucial point, so his rear army has not moved, because he is afraid that the Han army will be on the side, so he will wait for him to put all his troops on the battlefield and then encircle the front and back, so that the battle will be completely over.

"Not yet, wait a little longer, the Han people must still have a back hand." Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the battlefield ahead and said.

"But wait, wait a little longer, we're going to lose, if we don't send troops to twist the shape now, we won't have a chance for a while."

Is it true that the heavens are going to die? Cheng Zhiyuan is not unable to see the shape in the field, he is unwilling, unwilling to fail like this, knowing that the Han army has a backhand but has nothing to do and has to send troops to join the battle, since this is the case, there is only one way.

Cheng Zhiyuan raised his head and pulled out the sword at his waist with a pout: "The warriors of the Yellow Turban Army, follow me to kill the Han thieves!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Cheng Zhiyuan figured it out, the Han army must want to encircle, since it is a trap, it is a trap that has to be drilled, then he can drill it, as long as he can repel the Han army in front of him in one fell swoop, then he can resolve the crisis in front of him, if he can't break through the 'fortress' of the Han army, since they are all defeated, then before defeat, slaughter a few more Han dogs, and vent his anger! (To be continued......)