Zhang Feng came by flying horse alone, and when Zhang Qun saw it, he hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "Big brother, where is your army?" ”

Zhang Feng shouted loudly: "Zizhong, when is it, what kind of army do you care?" Let's go, it's too late. ”

After Zhang Feng found out that the army was attacked by the enemy's iron cavalry, he immediately abandoned his troops and came to look for Zhang Qun. He knew that with the current situation of his own army, there was absolutely no possibility of recovery. Leave those soldiers to pin down the enemy on the battlefield, and maybe have a chance to escape.

Zhang Qun glared at him angrily, and shouted loudly: "There are still thousands of soldiers retreating above and below the city wall, how can they ignore it? ”

"We are about to lose all our archers. Without their cover, our retreat will be very dangerous, with a high probability of being attacked by the enemy. At that point, you won't be able to walk if you want to. Quickly order the troops on the right flank to leave the battlefield and retreat sharply. ”

Zhang Feng saw that Zhang Qun was a little angry and his command was abnormal, so he hurriedly reminded him.

Zhang Qun was shocked when he heard this, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out all over his body. He saw that the battle flags of the two commanders under his command were slowly moving towards the Chinese army, and he immediately felt that he had made a wrong judgment on the situation on the entire battlefield.

Now that the enemy's reinforcements have been deployed, it can be clearly seen that the enemy's main offensive direction is his own archery troops and siege reserves. On the contrary, they did not commit the main force to their weakest rear army, and there was the best direction for their own retreat.

The enemy's reinforcements attacked from their own flanks, they charged in a straight line from east to west, and there was simply no way to suddenly turn to attack in a north-south direction. But the direction of his own withdrawal is north-south. As long as you move fast enough, you can avoid the enemy's thunderous blow and withdraw as many men as possible.

Zhang Qun quickly made up his mind, and for a while, the sound of golden drums ordering the right flank troops and the rear army to retreat resounded throughout the battlefield.

After receiving the order to retreat, the two commanders on the right wing of the Yellow Turban Army led their troops to quickly disappear into the darkness at an incredible speed.

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The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the rear army were divided under the pursuit of the iron cavalry led by Zhang Fei, and each of them scattered as birds and beasts, but Zhang Fei's iron cavalry, which was arranged in a dense charging formation, was at a loss, and he didn't know whether to scatter the queue and chase and kill at will, or keep the queue moving rapidly.

Zhang Fei chose the latter.

It is a mistake to lose the speed of the iron cavalry in order to kill and wound the enemy's soldiers.

When Li Pengfei heard the sound of the enemy's horn, he immediately shouted: "Speed up!" Full speed ......"

The sound of drums resounding in the sky was like thunder on the battlefield where the horse's hooves roared, and suddenly exploded in the dark night sky, shaking every soldier on the battlefield.

"Kill ......"

With the roar and roar of the earth shaking the mountain, the most primitive killing heart of the iron cavalry under Li Pengfei was finally ignited. They frantically drove down their horses and slaughtered the enemy with even greater fearlessness.

Zhao Yun's forces again encountered great resistance, and although Zhang Qun withdrew with his eldest brother Zhang Feng, his main force was stubbornly blocked under the command of a commander of the Qu General.

In front of the Yellow Turban Army is the Chinese army, the huge Yellow Turban Army battle flag fluttering high in the night sky, it seems to tell all the soldiers who are fighting bloodily: the flag has not fallen, the battle situation is still persistent, and the commander is still commanding.

Zhao Yun's iron spear slammed into the mace of a Yellow Turban Army general. The Yellow Turban Army general screamed miserably, his mouth cracked, and the mace flew out of his hand. Before he could stand firm, Zhao Yun's spear had already pierced him and was thrown far behind the Han army's iron cavalry.

Immediately, the Yellow Turban Army general was trampled into a pulp of flesh by countless horses' hooves.

"Cut it down......" Zhao Yun roared, brandishing an iron spear and shouting with all his might, "Cut down the enemy's battle flag!" Cut down....... ”

A soldier rose up at this sound and stabbed his horse in the hind buttocks. The war horse was in pain, and he hissed and flew high and jumped high, and collided with the banner of the Yellow Turban Army.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army guarding the battle flag were not afraid of life and death, each raised his weapon, and almost simultaneously aimed at the war horse in the air and the knight on the horse.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the flagpole was hit by the body of the flying war horse, and it immediately broke off at the waist. The huge battle flag immediately fell to the ground with half of the flagpole.

On the huge body of the war horse, more than a dozen war knives were inserted in front and back. Before it died, it killed several enemy soldiers with inertia. The knight on the horse had several long arrows in his body, and he had already fallen and died.

The Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly lost the last support in their hearts, and their stubborn will to fight finally collapsed with the chaotic and indiscernible sound of drums and horns.

The battlefield seemed to stop for a moment, and then a terrifying roar broke out through the night, and the Yellow Turban soldiers began a desperate and chaotic escape.

The war drums of the entire Quanzhou City were almost all beating, and the huge sound was earth-shattering!

On the battlefield, the horses galloped, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Dawn suddenly opened the dark curtain.

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One by one, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army panicked and fled for miles on the plain.

Zhang Fan finally grabbed a batch of war horses with the help of the soldiers and tried to escape. Zhao Yun and his iron cavalry blew like a whirlwind, and they were immediately reimbursed for colliding and slashing more than a dozen enemies.

Zhao Yun's iron spear mercilessly swept away Zhang Fan's sword and stabbed him in the chest.

Zhang Fan howled miserably and was picked up high by Zhao Yun's spear. A cavalryman flew by, his sword flew up, and his head was chopped off with a single slash.

Yu Wen was tied to a horse and led by his men to flee to the northwest. Zhang Fei and the soldiers rushed in pursuit, shooting arrows and swords, killing several Yu Wen's guards in succession. Zhang Fei used all his strength to stab out the Zhangba snake spear like lightning, and in the desperate roar of Yu Wen, it fell with a roar, stabbing people and horses to death.

In the cold and solemn dawn, Li Pengfei's iron cavalry slaughtered all over the battlefield. With bloody terror, they pursued the enemy in the direction of his flight like wild horses.

On the plains outside Quanzhou, under the leadership of the blood-red battle flag, the Han Iron Cavalry swept towards the fleeing enemy like a stormy wave.

………………

Suddenly, a majestic drum sounded on the west side of Quanzhou.

Li Pengfei, who was shouting wildly, shook wildly in his heart, and he roared almost without thinking: "The array is re-arrayed......

On the west side of Quanzhou City, Gao Xiang's troops of the Yellow Turban Army attacked only once in the second half of the night. He seems to have a very tacit understanding with Cheng Pu, who is defending the city, one does not attack, and the other orders the soldiers to sleep on the city.

Although the battle in the two directions of the North City Gate and the East City Gate was extremely fierce, and the war drums for help resounded throughout Quanzhou City, Cheng Pu sat on the city tower and was unmoved. Cheng Pu understands very well that the opponent under the city is not easy to match, with the strength in his hands now, he can barely cope with it, once the troops are divided to reinforce, it will lead to the destruction of the offensive and defensive balance of the western city wall, not only can not rescue the northern city wall, but also will lead to the loss of the western city wall.

Cheng Pu knew that at this time, if he wanted to keep the city alive, the only hope was the lord's iron cavalry army.

After Gao Xiang received Zhang Qun's order, the look of horror on his face made the hearts of several Qu Shuai standing on the side tremble, knowing that the battle situation in Quanzhou had changed unexpectedly.

"Kuaima informed Wu San of the rear army and immediately led the army to retreat to Yongnu."

"Gao Jiu, you lead the siege troops to retreat to Yongnu as quickly as possible."

"Wang Bao gathered a thousand elite soldiers and followed me to the north of the city to meet Zhang Qun's troops and retreat."

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Suddenly, all kinds of drums and horns rang out everywhere in the Yellow Turban Army.

Cheng Pu stood on the city tower, and what he saw was no longer the familiar scene of the enemy about to start attacking, but the frequent movement of the Yellow Turban Army preparing to retreat. He saw a disorganized army of Yellow Turbans rushing into the night.

Cheng Pu laughed, he raised his arms and shouted excitedly: "Reinforcements are coming, the lord's reinforcements are coming." ”