Yue Fei and Zhao Yun received the news of the scout, and their hearts were ecstatic.

If a person is lucky, then luck is like a flood beast, which cannot be stopped.

Being able to intercept Xiao Zuo's Yellow Turban Army on the plain of the Ancient Pavilion as he wished was originally a luxury.

The cavalry can make the most of all its strengths and strengths on the plains, and can attack and kill foot soldiers, especially those who lack sufficient training such as the Yellow Turbans.

It's a miracle that a dream can become a reality.

No madman would have more than 20,000 foot soldiers against 10,000 iron horsemen on the plains, except in the absolute absence of a choice.

Now that's it, Xiao Zuo has no way to save his troops. He could only tell the soldiers through the sound of drums that bloody battles, and only bloody battles are the way to survival.

Although Li Yi's Youzhou Army did not take the countermeasures of killing the Yellow Turban Army like Huangfu Song and others in Yuzhou, no one wanted to be taken prisoner.

What's more, under the charge of tens of thousands of cavalry, who can guarantee that they will survive?

Only by fighting to the death and blocking the charging of enemy cavalry can there be any chance of survival.

The Youzhou Army was like a beast that haunted the mountains and forests, silently appearing on the Jizhou Plain, taking the Yellow Turban Army by surprise.

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army all know the past achievements of the Youzhou Army, and the 400,000 Yellow Turban Brothers under the leadership of the Digong general Zhang Bao have made great achievements in this army. In today's Han Dynasty, who doesn't know this army?

This army is like a ghost from under the Nine Shadows, and every time it wins with surprise attacks, and less wins more. Zhang Bao and the others have witnessed all this with their lives, so everyone is very careful to take precautions.

But the army repeated its old trick and hit it in one blow.

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The majestic sound of drums and horns resounded between heaven and earth, passionate and long.

The cavalry army of the Youzhou army lined up in a neat queue, galloping on the black plain at high speed, not in a hurry or slow, looking from a distance, like the surging waves that rushed in front of them, between the ups and downs, there was a deafening roar, its majestic momentum, majestic power, as if it was going to completely explode with this earth-shattering blow.

Xiao Zuo's face was pale, and he looked helplessly at the huge black cloud that was rushing towards him under the black pressure between heaven and earth.

The Youzhou Iron Cavalry did not appear directly behind the Yellow Turban Army, and they very cleverly chose the flank of the Yellow Turban Army as the front of the attack. In this way, the car formation arranged by Xiao Zuo at the front, the deep echelon defense formation, became meaningless with the change of the direction of the Youzhou cavalry assault. On the contrary, their thin front, which was about a mile long, became their fatal weakness.

Time, too little time.

The enemy appeared too suddenly, and the Yellow Turbans simply had enough time to adjust the dense formation. A large army of 20,000 or 30,000 people is not two or three thousand. Twenty or thirty thousand people, just to convey the order, they have to beat their horses and run hundreds of paces, let alone order everyone to quickly move closer to the Chinese army.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army did not fear or flinch in the face of the overwhelming enemy cavalry. They are all the most loyal believers of the Great Sage and Good Master, and they have followed the Great Sage and Good Master through many desperate battles with the officials and soldiers of the imperial court, and they have long been accustomed to cruelty and death.

At this moment, they hold the heart of death and calmly face the battle that is about to begin.

The enemy horses are galloping, they are galloping, galloping as fast as they can, approaching, gathering in a dense group.

But the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army also saw that the direction of attack of the enemy cavalry was their own flank, and the flank was about to collapse at the touch of a button.

The shadow of death suddenly hung over the plain.

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The sound of the drums and horns of the charge tore through the thunderous hooves of the horses and the thick drums of the enemy formation, and like a bolt of lightning, it swept through the ears of all the soldiers.

The soldiers of the Youzhou cavalry were as if they had been slashed, and suddenly they went crazy, roared, and roared hysterically one by one, waving the weapons in their hands, and pounced on the trembling gray dragon in the middle of the plain like wolves.

The spearmen were in front, the sabers were behind, and the archers followed, and the army took on a huge goose-shaped charging formation, which rumbled over like a sea of mountains.

The head of the goose, the sharp head of the goose is Zhao Yun and Yue Fei's personal soldiers. At the front of the army, there were two generals, Zhao Yun and Yue Fei.

It was the first time for Yue Fei to participate in this kind of cavalry charge. It has been more than half a year since he joined Li Yi's command, and he has participated in many battles, but Yue Fei has always been the commander of the foot soldiers, either leading the foot soldiers into battle, or leading the foot soldiers to defend the city.

But at this moment, Yue Fei knew that leading thousands of iron horsemen to charge into battle was the most exciting thing. Yue Fei was a little envious of Zhao Yun, because he was given the order to command the cavalry by the lord every time, and led the iron cavalry to rush to the front line.

Behind him were the black and oppressive tide-like soldiers, with dense weapons in their eyes, a huge unbearable roar in their ears, and the blood all over their bodies seemed to be gushing out with a crazy roar.

Yue Fei was so excited that he couldn't control his emotions, not only did he shout with all his strength with the soldiers, but he also waved his Liquan gun vigorously from the left and right.

Yue Fei suddenly straightened up, raised his spear, looked back and roared at the horn soldier: "Accelerate, speed up......"

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Xiao Zuo held a spear in his hand, stood under the banner of the Chinese army, looked at the iron cavalry that was getting closer and closer, and said calmly: "Beat the drum." The spearmen stepped forward, and the archers prepared a volley. ”

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the ground under their feet had begun to shake violently.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were not afraid of danger, and completed the assembly of various units in the last time, forming more than 20 dense phalanxes of 1,000 people within a distance of one mile.

Although there was no depth and no protection between the phalanx, they thought that this was enough to support it, and as long as they were not overwhelmed by the iron cavalry in the first place, it was possible to counterattack the enemy.

The ignorant are fearless. These Yellow Turban soldiers were fighting tens of thousands of cavalry troops for the first time, and they didn't know how powerful the impact of thousands of iron horsemen was and how devastating it was.

There are only rumors, and there are no personal witnesses, who will really believe it?

"Let go of the ......" Xiao Zuo roared, and the thunderous war drums broke through the roar of thousands of galloping horses in an instant, and rose into the sky.

Ten thousand arrows are fired.

The terrible sound of the alarm horn resounded throughout the cavalry army at the same time.

Almost with a single voice, all the cavalry warriors raised their shields, and Yue Fei and Zhao Yun, who were at the forefront, were no exception.

At this time, the two armies were one hundred and twenty paces apart, and this distance was exactly the range of the infantry's strong bows.

The strongbow was huge and unsuitable for cavalry to carry. The cavalry warriors were basically ordinary light bows, with a range of between sixty and eighty paces, and very few had a range of 100 paces.

The dark clouds formed by the dense long arrows made a beautiful arc in the air, and they howled fiercely towards the swarming cavalry.

Suddenly, the dark clouds burrowed into the crest of the waves, turned into clouds of splashes, and then merged into the waves without a trace.

Youzhou Iron Cavalry has 300 people in a horizontal row, about 600 steps in a row, the depth is longer, and the distance between the front and back is about 1,000 steps.

In the face of such a huge impact formation, no matter how many long arrows were thrown into it, they were all mud cows into the sea, and they were gone.

The iron rider was running wildly, and the speed was getting faster and faster, like a landslide and the earth cracked, earth-shattering.

Xiao Zuo was shocked by the surging iron horsemen in front of him, his calm face finally showed fear, and the despair in his eyes became even stronger.

"Shoot ......"

"Salvo ......"

"Intensive salvo ......"

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He screamed frantically, over and over again, and the green tendons on his forehead throbbed violently.

The various flags that gave the order repeated the same action frantically as Xiao Zuo shouted.

The archers in each phalanx looked excited, and they quickly took out one long arrow after another from their quiver and poured them out as much as they could.