PS: Regarding the problem of the battle loss ratio between the two sides in the first few chapters, it has been explained very clearly before, the Yellow Turban Army is the most elite troops, and the protagonist Fang Defending the City is all the Yellow Turban Army soldiers who have just been collected, and they are very lacking in training. Under such circumstances, it is possible for the two sides to have a 1:2 battle loss ratio. You can't expect a recruit with a lot of training to a 1:5 battle ratio against a veteran of a hundred battles. Here is another explanation, I hope you don't dwell on this issue anymore. In addition, I asked the book friends for support again, clicks, recommended votes and collections. Snow Love continues to code words and looks forward to everyone's support.

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Zhang Qun was very excited, he sat on the war horse, his spirit was flying, and he felt that his ability was no worse than Zhang Bao at all. The reason why he was not famous in the Yellow Turban Army before was only because he did not get the opportunity to lead the troops alone.

Zhang Qun saw that the overall situation on the west city wall had been decided, and finally showed a smug smile on his face. He then prepared to send a reserve force to reinforce the remnants of the city gate.

At this moment, the war horse he was sitting on suddenly jumped up in place, and Zhang Qun almost fell off the horse without paying attention.

Immediately afterwards, more horses were unusual, or raised their heads and neighed, or their hooves moved, or they shook their heads and tails.

Zhang Qun looked around vigilantly, and vaguely felt that something was not quite right.

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Li Pengfei slowly sat up straight from his horse and took the overlord gun in his hand. He seemed to have drawn some kind of power from the Overlord Gun, and suddenly it was like a different person, and his body was full of murderous aura. He shouted: "Beat the drums, the whole army will assault ......"

As Li Pengfei's voice fell, the huge drum beat suddenly tore through the black curtain and soared straight into the sky.

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Zhang Qun's eyes widened and he looked into the depths of the darkness in surprise.

Zhang Qun knew very well that the drumming in the dark night was definitely not from his own reinforcements, then it could only be reinforcements from the imperial court.

But within a few hundred miles of the vicinity, it is impossible to have a large-scale imperial army, except for Li Yi's cavalry. And in the afternoon, he also learned that Li Yi's cavalry was blocked by the army sent by Gao Xiang on the other side of the Gu River, twenty miles south of Quanzhou, why did they appear in front of him now?

In Zhang Qun's shock and incomprehension, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves became clearer and louder, and finally turned into a roar.

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Li Pengfei turned his head and saw that the cavalry army had divided into three huge torrents, and its morale was like a rainbow, sweeping away overwhelmingly towards the army of the Yellow Turban Army.

Suddenly, he felt that his whole body was boiling with blood, and a stream of pride spurted out of his heart, and he couldn't wait to jump away with the galloping war horse.

He raised the Overlord Gun and shouted with all his strength: "Kill...... Kill ......"

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The huge drum sound came from the depths of the darkness again, accompanied by the roar of the galloping war horses, and the atmosphere of tension and fear enveloped the hearts of every Yellow Turban soldier in the city for a moment, and the mysterious and terrifying sense of fear almost suffocated them.

It's already very close to the formation of his own army, and he is beating the drums of the charge, and if it's not the enemy, it's hell. Even the troops of the Yellow Turban Army, that were the troops of their own enemies.

Zhang Qun's face changed greatly, and he roared hoarsely: "Deploy a formation defense!" Defend in formation! Enemy Raid! Raid ......"

Before his shout fell, the hornmen around him had already sounded the alarm drums, and the rapid and low drums resounded throughout the battlefield in an instant.

The soldiers were at a loss and did not know what was happening.

Although the roar of the galloping horses had drowned out all the sounds on the battlefield, and although the hearts of the soldiers were tightly oppressed by the unknown forces in the depths of the darkness, they still subconsciously reacted quickly to the enemy under the command of the alarm drums.

However, Zhang Qun and his subordinates knew immediately that it was all in vain.

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A man and a rider suddenly flew out of the darkness, and Li Pengfei waved his spear and shouted: "For my big man, kill ......."

Fifteen hundred iron horsemen echoed in unison: "Kill ......"

The sound of killing suddenly sounded and shook the whole dark night, and more cavalry soldiers heard the shouting, and they followed behind with all their strength and shouted: "Kill ......"

The Great Han Iron Rider was like a ghost in the night, suddenly rushing out of the thick darkness in the midst of the sound of killing. They were like a flood that broke the embankment, roaring, roaring, roaring all the way, carrying the wind and thunder in the sky, and killing the Yellow Turban Army with a thunderous momentum.

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On the city wall, Zhang Fan led hundreds of assault fighters to advance with difficulty and blood. The soldiers on both sides had become ferocious beasts, entangled and torn at each other, chopping with knives, slashing with axes, poking with spears, and biting with teeth...... On the top of the city wall, which was just a few dozen paces away, the corpses had been covered with a thick layer, and blood had accumulated on the ground and began to flow down the stone steps. All they had in their ears was the screams of the enemy, and in their eyes there was only the body of the enemy, and nothing was more important to them than killing each other.

Zhang Fan was slashed several times, and his whole body was dripping with blood. Several guards pulled him out of the pile of dead people. He lay on the battlements of the wall, his mouth wide open with difficulty, and he gasped for air. Immediately, he saw an army of cavalry rushing out of the darkness. He screamed in despair, but a sobbing voice came out of his throat that was almost inhuman.

Zhang Qun stared dumbfounded, unable to believe his eyes. Did Li Yi's support army emerge from the ground?

Zhang Qun shouted almost nervously: "Bow and arrow ready ......"

There were no archers behind him, no spearmen. Because it was a siege, the archers were all diverted from their respective units and concentrated under the city walls. During the siege of the city, the spearmen switched to swords and axes and acted as the front army of the assault force. Behind him, in addition to his own guards, he was the sword and axe man, ready to kill the next group of reserves to go up the tower.

He could only choose to retreat, and he retreated alone.

"Shoot, ......shoot at will," Zhang Qun shouted as he slapped his horse back.

The archers on the left were the first to strike a head-on blow at the army of iron cavalry that rushed out of the darkness. The arrows whistled and howled, and they pounced on the frenzied cavalry with teeth and claws.

Zhang Qun was anxious and loudly ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.

"Order all besieging soldiers to retreat immediately."

"Inform General Zishan and Gao Xiang and ask them to immediately stop the siege and rush to the vicinity of the North City Gate as quickly as possible to cover the retreat of our army."

"Order the reserve troops on the left flank to move closer to the central army and assemble in a dense defensive formation to delay the enemy's attack speed."

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A dense rain of arrows shot into the galloping iron cavalry army, and immediately soldiers marched at high speed, either falling from their horses with arrows, or turning over on their backs.

The cavalry ignored them and continued to gallop wildly.

The shield soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army standing in the front row were stunned by the fierce momentum of the Han Iron Cavalry, and they subconsciously retreated one after another, as if they could avoid being hit by the enemy's iron cavalry.

After shooting two arrows, the archers were already close to the Han army's iron cavalry. They were the worst defensive, and when they were unstoppable, they turned around first and began to scatter towards the rear of the army.

Li Pengfei's spear took advantage of the huge impact of the galloping war horse to pick and kill a shield soldier first. The shieldmen screamed and flew through the air, falling heavily into the ranks of archers.

The two armies collided with each other, and there was a loud, dull roar, which resounded throughout the battlefield and struck heavily into the hearts of the Yellow Turban soldiers, terrifying and terrifying.

"Kill, ......," the Han Iron Cavalry shouted, wielding their swords fiercely. The horses beneath them galloped and roared, ramming at all the enemies that stood in their way.