On the Great Plains, the surging torrent suddenly split into two as if it had been split by a knife, turning to the left and right respectively, and quickly formed a huge pu fan. At the center of this fan is a rushing torrent, and on both sides of the fan are wonderful arcs like a quarter moon.

The cavalry warriors galloped on their horses, turning in these two arcs, accelerating, accelerating again, and then slaying at the enemy's ranks.

Colonel Zuo, like all the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, was so busy with the endless number of cavalry that he didn't even have time to catch his breath.

Suddenly, he heard the exclamations of the soldiers, screaming in fear one after another.

He looked up suddenly.

The cavalry in the formation was still fighting fiercely, and the sides of the army, the front and rear sides, were once again killing countless cavalry.

They were like two red-eyed heroes, roaring furiously, with a rumbling wind and thunder, whistling in.

"Kill ......"

The Yellow Turban Army abandoned the chariot formation they had set up because of the change in the direction of the attack of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry, and then because of the heavy casualties, the troops continued to shrink intensively, causing the gap between the chariot formation and the troops to become larger and larger, and finally it became a pile of waste that no one cared about. The plan that was originally intended to be ignited and destroyed became more and more unrealistic with the fierce fighting on the battlefield.

Li Hong took the black panther to shoot Yingtong, and more than 2,000 cavalry passed by the chariot formation and shot into the front army of the Yellow Turban Army like arrows.

Beard, Fist and Thunder led more than 2,000 cavalry like a hurricane to roll up the dust and slaughter into the rear positions of the Yellow Turban Army.

After Yan Wuxing, Heng Xi, and Lu Huanyang's cavalry troops led by Li Hong and Hu Zi into the enemy formation, they did not continue to turn, but immediately turned around on the spot, regrouped the ranks, and turned back to kill back.

Jade and Sloth's forces are fighting fiercely in the Yellow Turban Army, and they gradually slow down and begin a purposeful siege.

Zheng Xin, Tie Yue's scout Tun and guard Tun completely slowed down, and instead of following Jade Shi's backsong into the enemy formation, they opened up their distance, preparing to complete the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Army.

Tian Zhong stayed behind the Qianqu Cavalry Corps with the horn soldiers. The task given to him by Li Hong was to climb high and look far away, and once the troops completed the encirclement, they immediately sounded the trumpet to notify the whole army to start a big battle of encirclement and annihilation.

Several hornmen circled their horses according to Tian Zhong's arrangement. Everyone set up a human ladder and watched the battlefield carefully.

"Lord Wait, the enemy is shrinking, and there are more than a dozen phalanxes."

"Yan Junhou's troops have been killed."

"The troops of the Jade Army have ceded the enemy's right flank, and the troops are concentrating on the left flank."

Tian Da shouted loudly: "The encirclement is complete." ”

"Come down, all down. Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet. Order the troops, divide the encirclement and annihilate. ”

More than a dozen giant horns sounded at the same time, and their desolate and majestic voices reverberated over the battlefield full of killing sounds, soaring into the sky.

The leaders of the various tribes immediately ordered the soldiers to launch a surprise attack on the remaining enemy formations, tearing and dividing them. As long as the defense is torn apart, the Yellow Turbans will play completely.

The fierce battle entered the white heat.

The ferocity and tenacity of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army aroused the ferocity of all the cavalry soldiers, especially those of the Hu tribe, who completely forgot that they were Han soldiers, and the scolding in their mouths was all Han barbarians, and the swords and spears in their hands mercilessly devoured the lives of the enemy.

Li Hong's steel spear was already stained with blood, and the swarthy body of the spear kept trembling. In order to firmly grasp the big gun, Li Hong had to frequently wipe his blood-stained hands on the black panther's mane back and forth. The enemy gathered tightly and, even if dead, fell back to his positions, forming an obstacle with his own corpses. Pick and kill, you can only pick and kill. Look at the cavalry soldiers surrounding the enemy phalanx, everyone is bathed in blood, all of them seem to have taken a bloody bath, and there is no place from top to bottom that is not terrifying.

Yan Liang's broadsword is unpretentious, swarthy, with a long handle and a wide back. This is the most valuable thing in his family. His father was a subordinate pavilion chief (in charge of guarding) in the Changshan State Mansion during his lifetime, and after his death, he was destitute, and it was this knife that was left to his son. With this knife, Yan Liang won a lot of fame for himself. He has always been more arrogant, because he is so powerful, he has grown so big, and he has not seen anyone who can defeat him. He instinctively wanted to find a chance to compete with the world-famous leopard, but today's battle suddenly made him completely lose his competitive spirit.

Today, he knew what the battle between the two armies was all about, and those who had not experienced it would never understand. No matter how invincible you are in the world, on the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, you are just a soldier, a soldier who kills a few more enemies. Without the mutual support and protection of comrades-in-arms, without everyone's concerted efforts, without the combat experience of the team working together, and without the correct command of the generals, you will die and have no chance of survival.

Yan Liang killed all the way, killing countless people, killing him so that he was out of breath and his hands were weak. And then came the time of his trouble.

His horse was cut down by the enemy, and he flew up from his horse and fell to the ground so hard that he didn't even know where he threw his broadsword. Enemies swarmed. Li Hong, Arc Ding, abandoned Shen, dozens of Xianbei soldiers struggled to rescue. It was a hand-to-hand fight, a hand-to-hand fight of flesh and blood, and he immediately got off the horse and killed him, just to save his life. Li Hong's spear poked at the enemy's body and couldn't be dragged down, so he had to fly and dismount, draw his sword and fight again. One Xianbei warrior helped Yan Liang find the broadsword, and another warrior desperately dragged him by one foot and dragged him away from the narrow death area. When he climbed onto his horse in a panic, Li Hong fell into the enemy's siege.

Li Hong's cruelty and thirst for killing terrified the soldiers on both sides. In one breath, he killed seventeen enemies who surrounded him in one go. A knife, a small axe, two feet, as if his whole body was full of weapons, in a short moment, that is, from the time he flew off the horse to the time Yan Liang climbed onto the horse, he killed seventeen people. Arc Ding and Abandonment had just eliminated the enemy in front of them and were about to look for the opponent again, but they were already empty in front of them. As if seeing a ghost, the Yellow Turban soldiers fled back into formation.

Yan Liang, Arc Ding and Qi Shen were all stunned. The legendary leopard turned out to be so powerful. He kills people like killing chickens, with a flick of his fingers, and he disappears.

Li Hong put away his weapon, pulled out his spear from the corpse of the enemy soldier, flew on his horse, and yelled at everyone: "Get on the horse...... Kill ......"

Under his leadership, the soldiers of the Black Panthers formed groups of three or five, forming arrows to attack in turn, and tore through the three phalanxes of the Yellow Turban Army one after another. Once the phalanx was broken, the Yellow Turban soldiers lost their support and protection from each other, and immediately fell into a situation of isolation and helplessness, and were immediately slaughtered in blood. They resolutely refused to surrender, and the Iron Cavalry warriors were red-eyed, and they didn't even ask, they rushed up and killed.

Yan Liang was shocked.

He once went to suppress bandits with the soldiers of the county government, and killed hundreds of people before and after, but he was scolded so much that he almost didn't say that he was a murderer. Look now, look around, there are rivers of blood on the ground, patches of sackcloth and yellow turban warriors lying in pools of blood, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere. After this battle, how many of the 30,000 Yellow Turban Army soldiers will be left? What is it for him to kill so many people? Today, in just one hour, he has killed far more than a hundred.

War, war turned out to be like this.

Hordes of cavalry warriors are like ferocious wolves on the grassland, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, opening their bloody mouths, cruelly pounced on piles of prey, biting, gnawing, endlessly. Facing fewer and fewer Yellow Turban Army soldiers who had less and less resistance, Yan Liang couldn't cut it anymore. But he had to cut. Those enemies were fearless, and they went forward one after another, bravely rushing forward one after another, until they were all killed.

The thunderous drums of war on the positions of the Yellow Turban Army never stopped.

The sound of war drums is fierce and majestic, and it looks incomparably tragic and tragic on the bloody battlefield.

Li Hong was furious, he was enraged by the enemy soldiers' incessant fighting. If this kind of fighting continues, the casualties of their own cavalry fighters will increase dramatically.

"Order the Jade Army to wait, the Yan Army to wait, concentrate the main force, and annihilate the enemy's Chinese army."

Li Hong urged his troops to complete the annihilation of the enemy's Chinese army, and the horn sounded louder than one, and he looked very anxious.

Yan Wuxing, Lu Huanyang, Jade, and Xiao Lzy personally led the most elite cavalry to launch a fierce blow against the enemy's central army from four directions at the same time.

Zheng Xin, Tie Yue, and Heng Xi organized two thousand archers and launched a salvo against the central position of the Yellow Turban Central Army, with continuous and dense volleys.

The enemy's Chinese army was suddenly dealt a devastating blow. The first to bear the brunt was the War Drums. They were caught off guard and were hit by the long arrows of the officers and soldiers, and in just an instant, almost all twenty or thirty soldiers were killed. The few who remained barely held on, and then were nailed to the drums of war by a denser stream of long arrows.

The already shaky formation immediately collapsed as the drums of war slowly faded after holding out for a short period of time.

Colonel Zuo held on to the front line, brandishing his spear and stabbing the horses that rushed into formation, his attendants tightly surrounding him. Some slashed the legs of horses with swords, some intercepted soldiers on horseback with spears, and soldiers a little farther away fired long arrows in succession and shot them at will.

Yan Wuxing brought his entourage and killed his own soldiers.

His own soldiers were all spears, driving galloping horses, shouting all the way, invincible.

Colonel Zuo roared and bravely pounced with his subordinates. Yan Wudaunt's broadsword slashed head-on and slashed hard at Colonel Zuo's spear. Colonel Zuo struggled to raise his gun to seal the frame, and with a loud bang, the big knife collapsed, and Yan Wudaunt flew over. Colonel Zuo's chest was like a giant mallet, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The soldiers who followed Yan Wudaunt saw that he didn't dodge, and stabbed out the spear in his hand. Colonel Zuo wanted to hide, but his body didn't obey him, and Yan Wuxing's knife was so powerful that it had already hurt his heart and lungs. He watched as the spear plunged into his chest.

His attendants were quick to see and slash off the hilt of their spears. Then Colonel Zuo was surrounded by the attendants and urgently retreated into the formation.

The iron head of the spear with a half-cut wooden handle was stuck deep in the flesh, and blood kept spurting out. The attendants surrounded him, shouting incessantly.

Colonel Zuo looked at the blue sky and white clouds, as if he saw the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao, saw his soft smiling face, and heard his familiar voice.

He smiled and died peacefully.

As the drums of the Yellow Turbans ceased to beat, the enemy's morale slowly waned, more and more defensive positions were broken through, and the shouts of killing became unprecedentedly fierce again.

Surrounded from all sides, the Storm Riders unleashed a swift attack on the enemy. The entire battlefield was full of wild warhorses, and it was almost impossible to see the complete formation of the Yellow Turban soldiers. Even so, the remaining soldiers, under the command of their respective leaders, fought with perseverance and perseverance.

They will not descend unto death.

"Order the soldiers to shout, tell them to surrender, surrender immediately."

Li Hong looked at the battlefield strewn with corpses and screamed loudly.

The horn spread Li Hong's order far away. When the hornmen of the other tribes received the news, they immediately sounded the horn to suspend the attack.

At this time, the sun is setting in the west, and dusk is approaching.

Jade, Yan Fearless, beard, Zheng Xin hit the horse like flying.

"Are you alright?" Li Hong tried his best to suppress his nervousness and asked.

He was afraid, afraid that he would lose his brother again. The battle of Hengling made him heartbroken. The gradual departure of his comrades-in-arms made him no longer able to bear the heart-rending pain. If he loses a few more brothers in this battle, he doesn't know that he will have the courage to face the next big battle.

The three of Jade knew what he was asking.

Seeing Li Hong's worried and anxious expression, knowing that he was always worried about his life, several comrades-in-arms were very moved. The emotion of life and death between comrades-in-arms is deeply entangled in everyone's hearts.

"We're all alive. Are you okay? Seeing that Li Hong was covered in blood, Zheng Xin asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. The combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban Army was very strong, which greatly surprised us. If we continue to fight like this, it will be difficult for us to send Zhang Niujiao out of Youzhou. Hearing Zheng Xin's answer, Li Hong's mood suddenly improved.

Several people nodded in agreement.

"Are they willing to surrender?" Li Hong asked.

No one has come forward to answer at the moment. The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army are surrounded by our cavalry regiments and are ready to deal with them. Jade replied loudly.

"None of them laid down their arms, and apparently they did not intend to surrender, but rather to die in battle. These people are admirable, they are all good men. Beard continued.

Li Hong shook his head, he didn't know what to do? If people don't surrender, what can they do except fight again?

"How many more?"

"Three or four thousand more?" Zheng Xin whispered.

Li Hong raised his head in surprise and shouted, "There are only three or four thousand people? With 30,000 people killed, will you surrender? ”

Yan Wuxing immediately continued: "Of course I won't surrender. ”

"How can you kill so many people?" Li Hong muttered to himself in confusion.

"There are more than 7,000 Hu cavalry in the army, including Xianbei people, Karasuma people, Huns, and Qiang people, and they are as crazy as enemies of life and death when they fight, and they are even more fierce than when they fight our Han army on the border, and they will not show mercy." Jade sighed and said, "If you give the order a little later, it is estimated that there will be no Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield." ”

Everyone didn't make a sound.

The hatred between the Hu and Han people has a long history, has been deep-rooted for generations. This hatred cannot be changed by turning them into Han nationals for some reason. No one can solve this problem.

Although now because of Li Hong's personal reasons, with the support and help of all parties, this is the first Han-Hu mixed Fengyun Iron Cavalry Army in the history of the Great Han Kingdom, but if this army changes leaders, will it continue to exist? Apparently it won't exist, it will disappear right away. No Han Dynasty official would put his life on this group of Hu people, and it was impossible for any Hu tribe to believe in Han Dynasty officials. The current Li Hong is purely an exception.

In the eyes of the Hu people, he is a Sinicized Hu person. In the eyes of the Han people, he is a Hu Han. So people of both nationalities can accept him emotionally. As for Li Hong, in his eyes, there is no difference between the Hu people and the Han people, only the difference between the state and the country. Therefore, only he can treat the two peoples emotionally equally, and only he can come up with such an unthinkable idea, and of course, only he can lead this mixed army of Han and Hu.

Li Hong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Congyi (the word for jade), this word is also said between our brothers, and it is easy to cause misunderstanding in the future." ”

Jade nodded cautiously.

Shooting Yingtong, Heng Sai beat the horse and galloped wildly.

"My lord, since the enemy does not surrender, what are we waiting for? Take advantage of the morale of the fighters and take it in one fell swoop. Heng Sai said loudly.

Shoot Yingtong roared angrily: "Kill ......"