The Yellow Turban Army's northern camp was completely lit and pitch black.

About a mile behind the camp, there was a wood. On the edge of the woods, Zhang Bai rode on a horse with pure white coat, and was directing a steady stream of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army to assemble at the rear of the camp according to different positions.

There was no sound at the scene except for the footsteps of the soldiers as they walked, and it was very silent.

Zhang Bai rode the war horse a little dishonestly, always raising his head in place, or bouncing around, looking irritable. The war horses of more than a dozen guards behind him were probably affected by the white horse, and they were also restless and kept moving. Because they have cloth bags on their mouths, they can't scream, but their more and more frequent movements are still very conspicuous.

Zhang Baiqi looked around suspiciously, feeling a little uneasy. His white horse was docile, and rarely so unusual as it was tonight. Zhang Bai kept stroking the long mane of the war horse, intending to calm it down.

Suddenly, there was a faint roar in the night, vague, looming, not very real. Then the sound became clearer and louder, like a tide, from far to near, and the roar instantly shook the entire North City Gate.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were terrified, and the fear in their hearts reached the extreme. In the dark, nothing can be seen, which adds to the horror of the darkness. The mysterious object that flew in the distance like rolling thunder, and the great danger it brought smashed into the heart of every warrior like a mountain.

Zhang Baiqi's expression changed abruptly, and he nervously opened his mouth and shouted: "Surprise attack, enemy surprise attack......

The voice was hoarse and panicked, and it suddenly sounded in the silent night, which seemed particularly terrifying.

The soldiers who had already lined up the phalanx were at a loss and did not know what was happening; The soldiers who were lining up were flustered and in a scattered formation; The soldiers who were rushing in had not figured it out for a while, and their footsteps did not stop.

"Boom" with a loud bang.

Then there was a cry of fear from the barracks, followed by the shouts that rose to the sky, and in an instant resounded throughout the barracks.

Zhang Baiqi was cold, and his eyes were full of despair and helplessness. At this time, the camp was attacked by the enemy, which was simply a catastrophe.

The soldiers in the large camp were still sleeping, unaware; The soldiers in the rear of the battalion were still in line, in confusion. Neither the troops in the battalion nor in the rear of the battalion are now under command.

It was dark. It was the darkest period before dawn, and nothing could be seen. This not only caused a huge psychological panic among the soldiers, but also reduced their chances of escape.

Although Zhang Baiqi kept shouting, he couldn't find a military Sima who directly led the army, and all the military Sima were in his own department. The scene was chaotic, tens of thousands of people were huddled together, and the heralds rode around the crowd on horseback, and could not find them, let alone inform them to organize troops to form a formation to resist.

Fast, too fast.

Zhang Baiqi stayed on the edge of the woods, his mouth kept giving orders, but his eyes saw his camp blow up.

Countless soldiers rushed out of the camp, and like a surging wave, they set off a huge wave and smashed it on the Yellow Turban army column at the rear of the camp. The queue, which had not stabilized its position, was immediately smashed to the ground, and before it could stand up again, another surging wave smashed down.

"Boom ......"

Scattered in a hurry, completely and completely dispersed.

The soldiers in the battalion found the mouth, and thousands of people immediately shouted frantically and fled in all directions. Several queues at the rear of the camp were suddenly torn apart, and countless soldiers were helpless, carried by the fleeing soldiers, and fled aimlessly into the boundless darkness. The soldiers who were still marching on the road saw countless deserters rushing towards them, and heard the roaring and killing sound in the darkness in the distance, and they were immediately frightened, let out a shout, turned around and ran. The officers began to shout symbolically, and then they were swept away by the fleeing army that roared towards them.

Zhang Baiqi looked at the army that bombed the camp, his face was pale, and he was like a wild wolf in a desperate situation, facing the darkness, and burst out with an angry and desperate howl.

The roar of the galloping horses and the shouts of the fleeing soldiers formed a huge wave in a short period of time, soaring into the sky.

In the dark night, the overwhelming iron cavalry was like a flood that broke the embankment, roaring and roaring all the way with the momentum of thunder, carrying ten thousand heavy winds and thunders, and killing fiercely.

The Six-Song Iron Cavalry unfolded in a goose-shaped charging procession, rampage across the battlefield, and they launched a bloody slaughter against the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers.

The murderous Li Hong turned his head and shouted at the horn soldier behind him on the high-speed galloping warhorse:

"Blow the trumpet, order the troops, kill ...... Kill ......"

The sound of a huge bull's horn pierced through the darkness, like a bolt of lightning suddenly illuminating the bloody battlefield. The sound of the trumpet rushed into the ears of all the deserters like a long arrow into their hearts. Fear, endless fear, inspires their most primitive hope of survival. The Yellow Turban soldiers howled even more frantically, running, panicking.

"Kill ......"

As the horn sounded continuously, the soldiers of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry were stimulated and their blood boiled, and they were all excited, murderous, and the shouts of killing were earth-shattering and deafening for a while.

Zhang Baiqi was carried away by anger, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. His guards immediately rushed to his side, some grabbed the reins of the horse, some grabbed his arm, and some grabbed his big horse, and everyone held the roaring Zhang Bai horse, and fled like a fly.

The Yellow Turban soldiers had no resistance in the face of the galloping horses, they were wantonly rammed, they were ruthlessly trampled, and no one could outrun the galloping horses.

The soldiers of the Wind and Cloud Iron Cavalry wielded all kinds of weapons, slashed and slashed at will, and were hearty. Swords flutter in the air with a rain of blood, spears merrily devour innocent lives, long arrows roar in the night, they brutally nail into the bodies of their enemies, wreaking havoc like ghosts chasing their lives.

Starting from the Yuanmen of the Beida Camp where the Yellow Turban Army collapsed, as long as the place crossed by the Fengyun Iron Cavalry, it was a mess, and there were bloody corpses and soldiers lying in pools of blood and moaning everywhere.

"Kill......"

The rolling torrent of the Wind and Cloud Iron Cavalry followed behind the fleeing Yellow Turban Army and fought all the way into the darkness.

Zhang Niujiao closed his eyes in pain.

Leopard, leopard again. Ever since this leopard appeared on the land of Zhuo County, bad luck has begun to befall her. Is this providential? October, and it's October again. General, open your eyes in the Heavenly Spirit and help us.

All indications were that the Leopard Army was near the Dingxing Ferry, staring at Sun Qin and his grain and grass baggage. The scouts of the Leopard Army also traveled four times a day, regularly going to the ferry to observe the movements, and it turned out that all this was a scam played by Li Hong. His troops had already rushed to the vicinity of Zhuocheng one after another, and they had their eyes on the Yellow Turban Army in Beidaying.

When there was no accurate location of the Leopard Army, the two large battalions of the Yellow Turban Army were on guard day and night, especially at night, the scouts were scattered ten miles away, and an additional 5,000 people were sent to the camp to guard against the attack of Li Hong's army. His night raids are sure to win every battle and are never defeated, which has attracted the attention of the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army.

But at this critical time, they over-believe their own subjective speculation. Everyone thought that if the Leopard Army stayed near Zhuocheng at this time, it would not help the defenders in the city at all. Therefore, it was believed that Li Hong's troops were at the Dingxing Ferry and were looking for an opportunity to destroy the Yellow Turban Army's grain and grass. Although the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army did not see Li Hongjun's camp with their own eyes, they all trusted their own judgment.

As a result, Li Hong rushed to Zhuocheng with his troops. He was also at a loss for what he could do. It really makes no sense to stalemate with Sun Qin's troops near the Dingxing Ferry.

The long-term stalemate will suppress Sun Qin at the Dingxing Ferry, and if Sun Qin does not come out, there will be no way to beat him. As long as Sun Qin leads the convoy on a long march, he can always find a flaw, and if he finds a flaw, he can beat him. Moreover, the stalemate between the two sides means that the cavalry will voluntarily give up its mobility and flexibility, and will lose a large number of opportunities to destroy the enemy. Therefore, Li Hong ordered Lei Zi to stay with a tun of men and horses, and show his face at the ferry every day, one to confuse the enemy, and the other to see if Sun Qin could move. As soon as the enemy moves, immediately notify the main force to look for opportunities along the way to annihilate the enemy. He himself secretly returned to the vicinity of Zhuocheng with his troops, looking for opportunities.

The troops wandered for two days in the mountains near Xiaofang Mountain. Immediately, Li Hong received the news of the truce between the two sides in Zhuocheng, and he immediately decided to attack the Beida camp of the Yellow Turban Army. Huang Long killed Zhang Niujiao, and Huang Long's subordinates wooed Zhang Niujiao, and they might not say anything, but the soldiers who followed Huang Long must have an idea in their hearts. Now this army is under the command of Zhang Baicai, four days after attacking the north gate of Zhuocheng, it is estimated that the troops have suffered a lot of losses, and the soldiers are also exhausted, and the opportunity to attack is the most appropriate.

However, Zhang Niujiao's western camp is only five miles away from the northern camp, and it is very convenient to support. Li Hong was unimpressed. One blow is escaped, never stop, no matter how fast Zhang Niujiao moves, he can only sigh at the wind.

Now Zhang Niujiao is looking at the wind and sighing.

Zhang Niujiao gathered 10,000 horses as fast as he could, avoided the soldiers who fled back to the camp in a frenzy, made a slight detour, and then rushed straight to the northern camp.

Although the soldiers who fled back were terrified, they stood in the safety of the camp with their feet in their ears, and the sound of inspiring war drums in their ears, and their hearts were immediately settled. Summoned by the officers, the soldiers immediately regrouped and prepared for battle. With so many comrades dead, it's time for revenge.

Li Hong didn't expect that today's harvest would be so big, from the North Battalion of the Yellow Turban Army to the West Battalion, all the Yellow Turban soldiers were all along the way. The deserters scattered everything, and all the Yellow Turban soldiers ran wildly as if they were dead, entangled together like headless flies, gathered in dense groups in front of the cavalry army, retreated like a tide, and fled. Their unorganized escape slowed down their escape, and death came to them more quickly.

The galloping iron riders destroyed everything, all obstacles, all lives, leaving nothing but fear and death.

"Withdraw, withdraw from the battlefield ......"

Li Hong suddenly shouted.

The rapid and low sound of the horn woke up the cavalry soldiers who were immersed in the bloody battle, and everyone looked at the yellow turban deserters in front of them crying for their fathers and mothers, and the yellow turban deserters running for wolves, their blood-red eyes were murderous, and they were still unwilling.

"Turn right, ...... right Turn ......"

"Withdraw, withdraw from the battlefield ......"

Li Hong shouted hoarsely, and he couldn't wait to spread the word to Siye.

Seeing that some of the soldiers were still fighting bravely while the war horses were slowing down, Li Hong couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Today's battlefield is very strange, what are the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army doing in the field when they don't sleep in the camp at night? Why haven't the reinforcements of the Western Battalion been seen yet? However, the war drums that informed the troops to assemble had been beating in the direction of Xidaying for a long time, and it was estimated that Zhang Niujiao's reinforcements were also about to arrive. took such a big advantage today, and it would be an idiot not to leave.

"Withdraw...... Withdraw ......," Li Hong kept calling.

The horn blew violently, fiercely, one higher than the other.

The outermost troops on the left side were the troops of beards and fists, and both soldiers were covered in blood and were on the rise. The war horses have not yet run three or four miles, the people have not been killed enough, and the time has not yet been a few teas, and they are about to retreat. The fist suddenly broke and cursed, urging the horse to chase after some of the warriors.

The beard shouted twice without stopping, and in anger, he raised his knife and chopped it. The fist saw the corner of the eye, was taken aback, roared wildly, twisted the horse, and raised the knife to block.

"When ......" there was a loud bang, his fists and arms weakened, and he almost fell off his horse.

The beard didn't look at it, and roared wildly:

"Turn right...... Remove...... Immediately withdraw from the battlefield ......"

The cavalry on Zuoqu heard the fierce horn sound, knew that the matter was urgent, did not dare to slack off, turned their horses' heads one after another, and no longer ignored the yellow turban deserters on the battlefield, and galloped away.

The departure of the Zuoqu warrior immediately made room, and then the front Qu Jade Division, and the Middle Qu Yan Fearless Department followed closely behind, galloping away. The other troops quickly fled.

Surrounded by Yan Liang and a group of guards, Li Hong glanced back at the Yellow Turban soldiers rushing from the west, laughed proudly, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The defenders of Zhuocheng were awakened by the loud noise and fighting outside the city, and they thought that the Yellow Turban Army was coming, and they all poured onto the city wall.

In the distance, the camp of the Yellow Turban Army was hidden in the darkness, and nothing could be seen, and it was not known what was going on in the enemy camp that was screaming with a loud cry of killing.

Xian Yufu smiled, he shook his head vigorously, pointed in the direction of the enemy camp, and said to Wu Chi beside him: "We are looking for him everywhere, but he is here." That's the leopard. Zhang Niujiao suffered. ”

Wu Chi was in a good mood, and opened his mouth to boast: "A leopard is a leopard, elusive, powerful." It's a pity that it's too dark to see the situation on the other side. ”

Yan Rou stood on the north gate, raising her hands and shouting. The soldiers defending the city were also thunderous with joy when they were infected by him.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Leopard, leopard ......"

In the anxious waiting of everyone, the sky finally dawned.

The entire Beida camp has been wiped out, except for the dead bodies everywhere, the collapsed gates, the fallen fences, not a single tent can be seen, all of them have been razed to the ground by iron hooves.

From the North Camp to the vicinity of the West Camp, there were corpses of enemy soldiers everywhere.

Xian Yufu, Wu Chi accompanied Taishou Wang Wei to the North Gate Tower. Yan Rou and Jun Sima Wang Tong followed behind them.

The three of them saw that the northern camp of the Yellow Turban Army, which was still fluttering with flags and tents yesterday, was now in a mess, like a slaughterhouse with blurred flesh and blood. They were stunned.

Wang Wei took a look, probably couldn't stand the smell of blood and the disgusting battlefield in the air, and retreated several steps in a row.

He looked at Xian Yufu beside him, shook his head, and said with emotion: "The power of the Fengyun Iron Rider is indeed not something that flesh and blood can resist. The captain uses soldiers, unpredictable, and very human. As his name suggests, he is like a ferocious leopard that will be devoured at any moment. Zhang Niujiao has met his opponent now. ”

Yan Rou next to him said with a smile: "Yi Tuoba Feng, Murong Ji, Xiongba, and Ti Tu are all killed by him, and Zhang Niujiao is his opponent." ”

"Everyone knows that the leopard is good at night attacks, but they can't stop him. The Yellow Turban Thieves were hit hard at this time, and tens of thousands of people died in one night, and it is estimated that Zhang Niujiao will not be able to attack the city for the time being. Wu Chi walked over and said with a smile.

"Now he is not thinking about whether he can attack the city, but whether he can escape from Zhuo County?" Yan Rou said exaggeratedly.

Xian Yufu pointed at him and said, "Ziyu, now Zhang Niujiao still has a considerable advantage on the battlefield of Zhuojun, you must not underestimate the enemy." ”

"You don't believe me?" Yan Rou laughed.

"The captain really has the ability to leave a bull's horns?" Because of the victory, Zhuocheng's urgent need was temporarily solved, and Wang Wei was in a very good mood. Seeing Yan Rou's confident appearance, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"Of course. The last time we attacked the Xianbei army with him at night and relieved the siege of Yuyang, the situation in Yuyang was still very dangerous and did not improve in the slightest. The people led their troops to fight a few battles in the area of Changqing Lake alone, but the Xianbei people fled back in a hurry, and Murong Ji and Murong Zhan also lost their lives. At that time, the people only had less than 2,000 cavalry in their hands, and now he has more than 10,000 Fengyun iron cavalry, and tens of thousands of people have not been captured. ”

Wang Wei laughed easily.

"Ziyu probably forgot the advice that Lord Captain gave us."

Xian Yufu looked at the battlefield in the distance, sighed, and said with a solemn expression: "The people are a lone army, and they can succeed in occasional attacks, but they are indispensable, and it is difficult to have any more chances." If you want to repel Zhang Niujiao and drive the Yellow Turban Army out of Youzhou, you still have to rely on the army of Jizhou to solve the problem. ”

"It's a pity that the whip can't reach it, so I can only ask God for help." Wu Chi whispered.

Zhang Niujiao sat on the grass, looking lonely.

Zhang Baiqi looked depressed and stared blankly at the treetops, not knowing what he was thinking?

"It would be nice if you didn't adjust your defense at night, and you wouldn't have suffered such a big loss." Zhang Baiqi muttered to himself.

"The Beida camp will still be swept away by him. What is the difference between 30,000 dead and 20,000? Since he is targeted, there will always be losses. Zhang Niujiao stood up, patted Zhang Baiqi with a heavy heart, and comforted: "On the battlefield of Zhuojun, we still have a clear advantage. Although the siege of the city is temporarily difficult, as long as the 100,000 horses of the swallow arrive, any problem can be solved, including this leopard. ”

The two of them glanced at each other, and both of them had some apprehensions. Leopard, terrifying leopard.

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