Yan Zheng let out a desperate howl from his throat.

Next to a large tree not far away, a white-robed and silver-armored man aimed at his throat.

The next moment, the long arrow roared out, as fast as lightning through the space of thirty paces, and instantly shot through Yan Zheng's neck.

Yan Zheng immediately shook a little, then spread his hands, took off his sword, and his body rolled to the ground.

Then the galloping horses trampled over his body.

Qu Shuai Tianqiao, who was under the command of Yan Zheng, saw the long arrow flying, almost instinctively jumped off the horse, hid on the flank of the war horse, and nervously looked around for a chance to escape.

As a horse bandit who followed Yan Zheng very early, and later joined Taiping Dao, Tian Qiao was surrounded and suppressed by the government many times, and he had a lot of experience in successfully escaping.

But this time he was afraid. Seeing the dense rain of arrows whistling over his head, hearing the painful screams and groans around him, and especially seeing his leader Yan Zheng being killed by an arrow through his throat, he couldn't help but feel creepy, and his hands and feet were cold. The shadow of death hung over his heart, making him feel suffocated and hopeless.

After about a cup of tea, the dense array of arrows suddenly stopped.

The wounded screamed loudly, and some rolled around on the ground in pain. The living hid behind trees, or under dead bodies, and did not dare to move. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, except for the shouts of the wounded, the neighing of war horses, and the dead silence on the battlefield, there was no sound anymore, not even the cries of insects in the forest, which seemed very mysterious.

Deathly silence.

The aura of tragic death enveloped the bloody battlefield, exuding a suffocating terror.

There was no movement in the woods on either side of the road, and those who were lying in ambush in the woods seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, silent.

A Yellow Turban soldier lying on the ground raised his head in a ghostly manner, looked around, and carefully shifted his body to a better place.

"Whew......"

A long arrow suddenly shot out of the woods, letting out an unusually terrible howl that pinned the soldier to the ground with unmistakable accuracy.

Unbeknownst to the "fire ......", the soldier suddenly noticed that the tree crossing the road had been ignited by the enemy, and the tree had already begun to burn.

Immediately, the bushes on both sides of the road began to be set on fire.

Because it was summer, the humidity in the forest was heavy, and the trees were too much water, so it was difficult to burn into a fire for a while, but the choking smoke had already risen into the sky and slowly spread to the entire battlefield.

"It's on fire......"

The frightened and helpless cries of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army came and went, and the screams suddenly filled the entire battlefield, and even the timid soldiers could not resist the fear of death and cried bitterly.

Unable to stand it anymore, the Yellow Turban soldiers stood up and tried to escape, but were then killed by more arrows on the road.

The Burial Moon Forest became a terrifying slaughterhouse for a while, and the lives of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were about to be lost at any time.

"Surrender, we surrender......" Tian Qiao saw that he was surrounded by the enemy, and there was no way out, and the enemy had plans to set fire to the forest, so he was terrified and hurriedly shouted.

"Scream, if you don't scream, you'll be burned, scream......" he kept shouting, urging his men nearby to shout.

At first, a small group of people shouted, and slowly all the living people were screaming hoarsely, hoping for a life.

The shouts finally responded, and the burning bushes on both sides of the road were immediately extinguished.

Those who survived saw hope and cried out even harder.

"Everyone laid down their weapons and walked out of the woods in turn. Whoever dares to resist will be killed. ”

Suddenly there was a shout in the woods, as if thousands of people were shouting in unison, and the sound was so loud that it immediately suppressed the messy shouts of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Several brave Yellow Turban soldiers immediately threw away their weapons, untied the quiver on their backs, raised their hands high, and slowly walked to the side of the road in fear.

Seeing that the enemy hiding in the forest kept his promise and did not attack, the Yellow Turban soldiers immediately scrambled to their feet, threw away their weapons, and trotted out of the woods.

They knew that outside the forest, the Han army who had deliberately fled just now must now be blocking the entrance of the main road, going out one and tying up the other.

Two hours later, more than 61,000 captives were tied up strongly, and every hundred captives were strung together by a long rope, and there was no way to escape. More than 4,000 wounded were also carried out of the forest. They were lying on the ground, moaning loudly. In the meadow, the seized weapons were piled up into several hills, and although they were rudimentary, the number of them was still terrifying.

Gongsun Zhan rode the jade flower skull to Zhao Yun's side.

Looking at this young man who was not as weak as the crown, Gongsun Zhan's mood was a little complicated.

In fact, for Li Pengfei and several major generals around him, Gongsun Zhan was a little jealous in his heart, without him, they were too young and too powerful. Take this Youzhou war as an example, who would have thought that the people who led the Han Dynasty's counterattack on the Yellow Turban Thieves were actually so many teenagers in their twenties?

This time, he led the army to exterminate the Yellow Turban Thieves of the Yanzheng Department, and if he followed his plan, he would lead the army to charge into battle. This may lead to victory, and the result may bring victory, but it will certainly cost a lot. However, the young man beside him just used a simple plan, and the 70,000 Yellow Turban thieves were wiped out, and the price he paid was only less than 100 injuries, and none of them died in battle.

Destroying 70,000 Yellow Turban Thieves without paying the price of one person killed and less than a hundred injured was completely impossible in Gongsun Zhan's mind, but now it happened, and he personally participated in it.

In hindsight, Zhao Yun's strategy was not clever, it was just a simple ambush strategy, he was familiar with military books, and he couldn't understand the ambush plan well. Even, when fighting against Xianbei and the Wuhuan people, he had used ambush tactics more than once, but he never thought that the cavalry's ambush tactics could also be used like foot soldiers.

In fact, this is Gongsun Zhan's thinking has been solidified, but Zhao Yun is not.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Zhao Yun is young, he doesn't read many military books, and he hasn't participated in many wars, all of which seem to be disadvantages.

But in fact, these are also advantages, and there is not much knowledge, which means that the thinking is not solidified, and after following Li Pengfei for so long, the concepts he learned are from later generations, which makes Zhao Yun think about things from a different angle in many times than the soldiers of this era.

Old-fashioned soldiers like Gongsun Zhan, especially those who advocate cavalry, subconsciously can't look down on pawns, let alone let them think of letting cavalry dismount and become foot pawns to fight.

Therefore, when the scout mentioned that there was such a burial moon forest in the south of Changping, Gongsun Zhan's first thought was to take a detour. Because in his opinion, the forest is not suitable for cavalry combat, but is easy to be ambushed by the enemy.

And when Zhao Yun proposed the idea of letting the cavalry dismount and become foot soldiers and go to the Burial Moon Forest to ambush, he also strongly opposed it. Because in his opinion, after the cavalry becomes a foot soldier, how much combat power is left? Isn't this the strength of one and the other?

Although he reluctantly agreed to Zhao Yun's strategy later, it was just Gongsun Zhan's face that Zhao Yun was the main general of the operation. Moreover, what Zhao Yun asked him to do was not a dangerous task to lure the enemy.

However, when the battle ended, Gongsun Chan realized that it was such a seemingly whimsical strategy, and the effect was unexpectedly good. At an almost negligible cost, they annihilated 70,000 Yellow Turban troops.

Gongsun Chan was a little confused, could it be that his previous thoughts were wrong?

"Brother Bogui, have you finished cleaning the battlefield?" Zhao Yun saw Gongsun Chan riding over and asked casually, he didn't know that Gongsun Chan had too many thoughts in his heart at this moment.

"Well, it's over. Our army killed more than 4,000 people and captured more than 65,000 people, of which more than 4,000 were lightly and seriously wounded, and more than 61,000 were captured intact, and less than 1,000 escaped by taking advantage of the chaos. Gongsun Chan replied.

Zhao Yun nodded, satisfied with the outcome of this operation. Although this is not the first time he has led the army alone, it is the first time he has led tens of thousands of cavalry into battle. Originally, he was still a little worried, afraid that he would mess up. Now I finally put my mind at ease, and I finally lived up to my eldest brother's expectations.