The five thousand yellow scarves are all young and strong, all young people of twenty-five or sixteen years old, and this age is the time of prime of life.

In this way, it is only necessary to disrupt the part and add it to the pawn to rebuild. Then a rapid march, a war, can be matured, so that the Yellow Turban soldiers are more integrated.

Five thousand yellow scarves joined, making the army under Yingfei's command skyrocket all at once. With more than 10,000 troops in hand, although there are no peerless strategists, there are no unparalleled brave men.

However, with such a strong army, Ying Fei dares to fight against any army. As the saying goes, there are more than 10,000 people, and there is no cover, which is exactly the truth.

With an army of over 10,000, absolute numbers, and a strong visual impact, the self-confidence brought by it is simply surging.

Ying Fei Xing raised his eyes, looked at the army behind him, and said, "The army is coming to pull it out and go straight to the plain county."

"No."

……

"Drive."

The war horse raised its four hooves and galloped wildly. After a few days, the accumulated strength seemed to be about to explode all at once.

"Herod."

With a loud snort, the black swept away. It is a good horse, and its speed is better than that of ordinary war horses. The neighing sound was loud, and the strong legs of the horses were very powerful.

"Drive."

The whip is waving, and its momentum is brilliant. An army of 2,000 troops. Ten thousand foot soldiers remained, and they followed.

"General."

A Wei soldier covered in blood. Fell in a pool of blood, his eyes showing longing. His hand pulled Wei Liang and said.

"Brother, if you have any last words, please let me know."

has experienced countless times, and every time Wei Liang will feel uncomfortable, and his eyes will be red. Wei Liangzun leaned down, grabbed his hand full of blood, choked up, and said.

"Parents at home, please ......"

The voice was interrupted, and in an instant his head was tilted. Wei Lianghu had tears in his eyes and said, "Brother, don't worry, your parents are good parents."

In a word, it goes straight to the heart. His tone was firm and unaltered.

"Boom."

Wei Liang wiped away the tears in his eyes, got up suddenly, shouted, and said, "The Gaotang has been broken, and the army will immediately set off and approach the county seat of the plains."

"No."

Seven hundred Wei warriors, drinking. This is the only sound between heaven and earth, and its hole penetrates the heavens and the earth, and it explodes all at once.

"Drive."

With the front finger of Changge in his hand, Wei Liang straddled the horse. Behind him, there were seven hundred Wei warriors, and they were seven hundred killing gods. Covered in blood, the cold murderous aura can't be concealed at all.

What's more, the seven hundred Wei warriors have never been hidden, and the monstrous murderous aura is rolling, like a rigid knife, extremely sharp.

All its way through, all things retreat.

No living thing can withstand such a powerful murderous aura. It is as sharp as a sword, and it will kill every enemy.

Seven hundred Wei warriors were shocking, and the army passed by mightily. Its momentum was immense, as if it was above the nine heavens, and the thunder exploded. Those who don't know still think that there are hundreds of thousands of troops.

Wei Lianghu's eyes were blazing, and he deduced all kinds of tactics in his heart. In Gaotang, it fought hard with a thousand troops and 3,000 yellow turbans, and at the end of the first war, it lost 300.

The remaining seven hundred, the combat power also fell to the bottom all of a sudden. Seeing his compatriots die in battle, the seven hundred Wei warriors were furious. Brotherhood, sometimes even more.

"Drive."

"Driving"

……

Seven hundred war horses, like angry dragons. It was lightning fast, and it shot at once.

"Herod'......"

The war horse neighed, and its momentum was monstrous. Anger flew, and even people and horses were infected.

At this moment, seven hundred Wei warriors were filled with shame and anger in their chests. He wanted to turn into a wolf and tear it to pieces. Soaring into the sky, the flesh foam flew.

For two days in a row, they fought day and night. Wei Wu is not afraid of death, and his momentum is as big as the sky.

Keep killing, keep chasing.

The people, generals, and soldiers of Gaotang County were all beheaded. At the end of the First World War, blood invaded the ground and bones piled up. The scene was bloody, like eighteen layers of hell.

This is extremely evil, and it is the slaughter of the city. Wei Liang detonated Wei Wushu's murderous intent, and he went crazy all of a sudden, killing the Taiping Dao who resisted to death.

Later, the city gate was opened and all the Taoist temples in the city gate were smashed. and killed the Taiping Dao people one by one.

It can be said that seven hundred Wei warriors killed thousands of people at one time. Therefore, each of them was covered in blood, and the murderous aura could not be restrained.

……

At the same time, on the galloping road from Yanzhou to Qingzhou, the 6,000-strong army slowly moved forward, and Dian Wei held an iron halberd, standing in front, guarding Guo Jia to the death.

"Strategist."

"What's the matter with you?"

Guo Jia's eyes flashed, raised his head, and said. Along the way, there were not many words. So much so that the conversation between the two is almost zero.

"Military division, the army has passed through Yanzhou and entered the territory of Qingzhou. It is only sixty miles away from the capital of Plains County. Hurry up and make a charge, and you can arrive. ”

"If there is any good strategy for the military advisor, you can teach me!"

Dian Wei was full of tigers, and the essence of light flickered. He is very clear about himself. So at this moment, his question is Guo Jia.

The army continued to move forward, with a mighty momentum, and the troops approached the plain county. Create the maximum movement along the way and attract all the Yellow Turban firepower. ”

"Hmm."

Dian Wei shrank his eyes, nodded, and said. He knew in his heart that although Guo Jia was named a military advisor, he had always been the core of the army.

His words and deeds have a deep impact on the pawns. After a few glances, Dian Wei's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.

"The army stopped advancing and buried the pot to cook."

……

As the sun sets, the last touch of yellow in the sky is dissipating. The army of 6,000 stopped when they heard the sound, and they dismounted one after another.

For a while, the smell of rice hit. The smoke curls and the smell is fragrant. Dian Wei snorted, turned his head to look at Guo Jia, and said.

"Fengxiao, how can you be sure of this battle?"

"Seventy percent."

Hearing this, Guo Jia nodded and said. According to reliable sources, Pingyuan County has not yet been ravaged by the Yellow Turbans, and at this moment, it is still in the hands of the Han army.

If he wants to control Pingyuan County, he can only capture Pingyuan County. For today's plan, there is only one way, and that is to lead the soldiers under his command and specialize in one place.

The encircled soldiers were broken one by one, breaking the siege of the Yellow Turban on all sides of the plain county. Only in this way can we attack Pingyuan County in one fell swoop when the army is weak.

What's more, the plain county town did not fall into the hands of the enemy at this time. Yang Xiao, the county guard of the plains, is hard-working, his will is firm, rare in the world, this person must be difficult.

"It's done."

Seventy percent is a high percentage, not to mention that this is war. A rapidly changing job, its offensive and defensive momentum, can change overnight.

War is delicate and complex, and there is no room for carelessness. Seventy percent is actually a sure victory. Some people, less than fifty percent, will wave their troops to fight.

With a loud shout, Dian Wei was eager. In the midst of its tiger eyes, the fighting spirit was raging and rushed straight out.

Sealed for merit!

Dian Wei has bravery, and he is unwilling to be a soldier. A seven-foot man, standing in the world, is naturally the pursuit of fame and fame, and his name is recorded in history.