Yu Poison and Sun Qin personally led the guards to Suijiashan.

Xu Rong roared, and the spear stabbed into the heart of the enemy in front of him. It's just that before he could draw his spear, Yu Poison's war knife had already slashed head-on fiercely. Xu Rong abandoned the gun and retreated, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed into the body of the oncoming enemy soldier.

Sun Qin had already aimed at him, and suddenly surrounded him with three or four warriors. Xu Rong was caught off guard and was slashed twice. Yu Yu flew up and kicked him into the air.

Seeing that his general was wounded by the enemy, the soldiers behind Xu Rong rushed up, some of them struggled to block the enemy, and the other two hurriedly dragged him to safety.

"Kill...... Kill it......" Yu Poison held his bloody sword high and roared at the soldiers behind him.

Sun Qin's face tightened, and he lowered his head and slashed all the way.

The Yellow Turban soldiers trampled on the corpses of their comrades and pushed with difficulty to the top of the hill.

Zhang Jiao stood at the bottom of the mountain.

He saw that Sun Qin and Yu Poison's personal guards were blocked, and the speed of their advance was getting slower and slower, and a trace of murderous aura flashed on his face.

He suddenly waved his big hand and shouted, "Beat the drum......"

The sound of war drums was like a thunderclap, suddenly exploding in the ears of the surrounding soldiers, and then soared into the sky, echoing on the battlefield where the sound of killing was like a tide.

Zhang Jiao pulled out his saber with a "s......wish", looked back at the soldiers of the pro-guard team behind him, raised his long sword suddenly, and roared out with all his strength: "For the brothers who died...... Kill...... Ah......h

"Kill ......" A hundred warriors echoed in unison, and the roar accompanied by the rumbling war drums resounded through the battlefield in an instant, and they rushed to the mountain like a tide.

………………

Xu Rong bandaged it twice, ran to Huangfu Song's side, and shouted loudly: "General, I will send you to the baggage convoy opposite, where can you maintain it for a while." ”

Huangfu Song glanced at Xu Rong.

This Liaodong man is tall and broad, with a square face. A pair of big heroic eyes. As a result of the days and nights of fighting, his body was covered with bloodstains, his leather armor was also cut in many places, and several wounds were only hastily tied with strips of cloth, and the blood was seeping out.

Xu Rong saw his soldiers retreating step by step, screaming one after another and being cut down by the Yellow Turban Army, and shouted loudly: "General, let's go." ”

"That's Zhang Jiao." Huangfu Song suddenly stood up, pointed ahead and shouted loudly.

Xu Rong followed his gesture and looked.

Fifty paces away, Zhang Jiao took a group of guards. It's like a sharp arrow shooting in, invincible. On his left was Sun Qin, and on his right was Yu Poison, each with a group of personal soldiers, bravely following up. The three teams formed a solid zigzag attack formation and advanced rapidly.

Zhang Jiao saw Huang Fu Song, hatred was like a huge fire suddenly burst into his heart, and he roared angrily: "Huang Fu Song is over there, kill Huang Fu Song......"

Zhang Jiao has forgotten the fact that he doesn't know martial arts. He was like a mad tiger, screaming and roaring with all his might, killing the past.

Huangfu Song looked at him coldly. A hint of sarcasm crossed his face.

When the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army heard Zhang Jiao's shout, their spirits were lifted, and they howled as if they had suddenly been slashed by the enemy. Like a bloodthirsty beast, he opened his bloody mouth and pounced.

………………

Just when the Yellow Turban Army was about to rush up and kill Huangfu Song. I heard a shout of killing in the distance.

When they looked up, they saw only a troop of soldiers and horses slain. There were not many soldiers and horses, at most 3,000 people.

The Yellow Turban generals initially thought that the army of the cavalry general Li Yi was coming, but after seeing this army clearly, they immediately ruled out this possibility, because this army was a foot soldier, and the banner was a "Liu" banner, obviously it could not be Li Yi's army.

But the timing of the appearance of this army was too coincidental, it was the time when the Yellow Turban Army had been fighting for a day and became exhausted. Therefore, although there were still more than 50,000 people left in the Yellow Turban Army, they could not stop this army of soldiers and horses.

Under the leadership of the young general with a face like a crown of jade led by this army of soldiers and horses, he went straight to Huangfu Song's side and killed him.

Yu Poison and Sun Qin saw that the enemy was too fierce and the army could not resist it, worried that Zhang Jiao would lose, and regardless of Zhang Jiao's shouting, they forcibly escorted Zhang Jiao to retreat.

Coming to the bottom of the mountain, Lang Sheng asked: "On the mountain, is the thief Zhonglang the emperor Fuyi really in front of him?" ”

Huang Fu Song stood up and asked, "It is Huang Fu Song, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

When the man saw Huangfu Song admit it, his face was overjoyed, and he said loudly: "The last general is Liu Bei of Zhuo County, and the family teacher is Lu Zhi and Lu Zigan of Beizhonglang." The last general heard that General Huangfu was fighting with the thief army in the plains, and specially rushed from Guanjin in Anping to help in the battle. The rescue came late, and he asked General Huangfu for forgiveness. ”

The person who came was Liu Bei, who had disappeared recently, and since he was killed by Chu Yan in Anping last time and fled in embarrassment, he didn't know where to hide. But he never thought that at this critical moment, he appeared on the battlefield of Suijiashan, and brought 3,000 men and horses, becoming the force that dominated the situation on the battlefield.

Huangfu Song smiled and said, "It turned out to be the tall feet of Zigan's virtuous brother." How dare those who are in distress be rescued and blamed? ”

Liu Bei said: "General Huangfu, this is not the place to speak, please follow me out of the encirclement, and talk in detail after I get out of danger." ”

"Okay, then I'll fight my way out of the encirclement with my nephew!" Huangfu Song was overjoyed, turned to Xu Rong and asked, "Brother Gongqing, do you still have the power to fight?" ”

Xu Rong smiled bitterly: "Brother Yizhen, here and now, you can't do it without the power to fight." ”

Huangfu Song laughed and said, "What the virtuous brother of the princess said is very true. Then let's kill it! ”

Immediately, Liu Bei took Huangfu Song and Xu Rong, and under the escort of the remaining ten or so personal guards, they killed outside the encirclement.

And the surviving officers and soldiers, after seeing that the main general took the lead in breaking through, did not need to be summoned, they also gathered on Huangfu Song's side, joined the army brought by Liu Bei, and disappeared at the end of the vast wilderness.

Looking at the figure of Huangfu Song and his party who disappeared from view, Zhang Jiao couldn't hold back any longer, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing that he was about to kill the enemy, but in the end he could only watch him escape, this is the so-called boiled duck flying, right? There is no greater sorrow than the suffering of life.

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Li Yi didn't know that Liu Daer actually led the people of his headquarters to rescue Huangfu Song and Xu Rong from their lives at the most critical moment. He took his 9,000 iron horsemen and rushed to Suijiashan in the evening, and the battlefield of Suijiashan had returned to silence at this time.

Although the Yellow Turban Army had retreated, Li Yi did not dare to stay for too long, and even he did not dare to let the army collect the corpses of the soldiers killed on both sides that were scattered all over the mountain. He simply ordered the soldiers to disperse immediately and look around for the surviving wounded.

Although Suijia Mountain is not more than a hundred zhang high, the area is not small, and there are four or five miles in a radius.

Li Yi found that the trees here had been cut down, which should be a measure taken by Huangfu Song to prevent the Yellow Turban attack. And on the bare mountain, the view is very good, and there is an unobstructed view.

As far as the eye can see, the entire mountain field is full of corpses of soldiers on both sides, densely packed and countless. Countless weapons and battle flags were arbitrarily discarded on the bloody battlefield. Occasionally, a few horses stood alone among the corpses, neighing lowly, and occasionally a few moans of pain* could be heard, but it was impossible to tell from that corner.

The evening breeze gradually became stronger, and there was a faint whistling sound, like a soul killed in battle crying out. The unpleasant smell of blood and corpses accompanied by the night wind of slaughter permeated the sky over the entire Suijia Mountain.

Li Yi is now experienced in a hundred battles, but it is the first time he has seen such a bloody battlefield. The number of remains of the soldiers, and the horror of the deaths, are shocking. He was cold, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar.

Zhang Jaw's face was pale, his eyes looked at the battlefield in front of him in fear, and his lips trembled. Tian Feng's face showed timidity, and he cautiously hid behind the battle flag. Tian Yu was frightened, and followed Li Yi inch by inch, holding the reins of the war horse tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would be dragged off the horse by the dead man lying on the ground.

Even Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and the soldiers who followed Li Yi through all the battles in Youzhou and Jizhou were shocked by the bloody battlefield in front of them.

But after all, they had been on the battlefield for a long time, and they immediately regained their composure.

Under the command of the sound of drums and horns, the soldiers of the Youzhou Army shouted loudly and galloped away.

Iron hooves trampled on the ground paved with corpses, either splashing a puddle of blood, or bringing up severed limbs and stumps one by one, adding to the horror and bloodiness of the battlefield.

Dian Wei screamed miserably, like madness. He ran to the Chinese position, crying, shouting, and turning over one corpse after another, but none of the familiar faces he saw were alive, all dead, all dead.

"Is there anything alive? Is there anything alive yet? Dian Wei raised his hands and cried hoarsely.

Li Yi looked back at Tian Feng and found that Tian Feng was looking up at the sky and muttering to himself.

"Military advisor, there are about sixty or seventy thousand dead on this Sui Family Mountain, right?" Li Yi asked softly.

Tian Feng glanced at the battlefield in fear and said with a wry smile: "Look at it like this, there are more than 100,000 people." ”

"So many?" Li Yi asked in disbelief.

"After the battle of Sui Jiashan, Zhang Jiao finally raised his eyebrows. The total annihilation of 50,000 officers and troops is a huge victory, but I am afraid that the Yellow Turban Army will become more rampant from now on. Tian Feng said helplessly.

"I don't know how General Huangfu Song is doing?" Li Yi let out a long sigh and said in a low voice.

"The enmity between General Huangfu Song and the Yellow Turban Army is as deep as the sea, and I am afraid that the Yellow Turban Army has been crushed and scattered." Tian Feng said sadly, "It's ridiculous that we are still running day and night, and we don't even want our old lives." (To be continued.) )