More than 5,000 crossbowmen lined up in a neat formation and appeared in the sight of the White Polish army. All the strong crossbowmen calmly held the crossbow arrows in their hands, and the sharp arrows pointed directly at the stunned Bai Bo army.

The green grass swayed in the wind, rippling with the wind like a turquoise wave, making a soft "rustle" sound.

In the deep grass, the bright red armor of more than 5,000 crossbowmen is particularly bright in the sunlight, just like red flowers blooming in the green grass, red and brilliant.

However, although these red flowers are beautiful, they are all spikes that can kill people. The crossbows that flashed with cold light pointed directly at the White Wave Army who were busy lining up in formation to defend against the enemy.

"Shoot the arrows!" A crossbowmen officer first raised his arm in the air, then slammed his arm down, shouting at the five thousand crossbowmen who were lined up in a neat formation.

As soon as the officer's shout fell, the strong crossbowmen standing in the first row picked their fingers, pulled the reeds of the crossbow arrows, and a puff of crossbow arrows flew towards the White Polish army that had not yet completed the formation with a strong wind.

The first row of crossbowmen shot their crossbow arrows, immediately crouched on the ground, drew arrows from the quiver, and fastened them to the crossbow's springs. The second-row crossbowmen, who were standing behind them, then pulled the springs.

Ten rows of crossbowmen kept crouching down and standing up, and the arrows flew like raindrops, flying towards the White Wave Army without stopping.

The sudden appearance of the crossbow array had already caused chaos in the White Polish Army. Moreover, since the uprising in the first year of Zhongping, the Yellow Turban Army has never paid attention to training, although it has been polished by more than ten years of struggle, but it has only improved the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers, and the mutual cooperation is still very scattered.

The speed of fire and strength of the crossbow arrows are stronger than the bows and arrows, and the two sides are separated by more than 100 steps, and the arrows are still strong when they penetrate the bodies of the Baibo officers and soldiers, and some of the Baibo officers and soldiers are even shot by the crossbow arrows.

A puff of crossbow arrows flew towards the Baibo army with a strong wind, and countless Baibo officers and soldiers screamed and fell to the ground.

Most of the soldiers of the White Wave Army only carried sharpened wooden sticks in their hands, and even some of them held short spears, they were not equipped with shields, and the arrows flew towards them, and they were powerless to resist.

When the Bai Bo army on the hillside saw the fight under the mountain, some of them turned around and wanted to run back, while some of the bold ones squeezed forward desperately, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The first to go down the mountain, the Bai Bo army, who had already walked far away, found that there was chaos behind them, and the leading generals hurriedly turned around their horses and shouted to the Yellow Turban Army behind them: "Turn back and rescue!" ”

As soon as his words fell, in the meadow only a hundred steps away from them, more than 2,000 war horses suddenly stood up "Hulala", and on the side of each war horse, there was a cavalryman wearing big red armor and carrying a simple sword.

After a silver-armored and white-robed general got up, he turned over and jumped on his horse, waved the spear in his hand, and shouted to the cavalrymen standing next to the horse: "Get on the horse!" Kill! ”

More than 2,000 cavalrymen turned over and jumped on horseback, stepped on the stirrups designed by Liu Wei with both feet, and after stepping on it, they clamped the horse's belly with their legs, shouted loudly and brandished their swords, and rushed towards the Baibo army, which had just turned around and planned to turn back and reinforce.

"Rush forward! Kill these crossbowmen! Zhao Yun's cavalry launched an attack, and just down the hillside, in the Baibo army, which was being shot by the crossbowmen, the Yellow Turban general, who found the abnormality, waved his spear and shouted, and rushed up towards Liu Weijun's strong crossbow array.

"Kill!" As soon as he rode his horse and led the White Bo Army to rush out a few steps, the strong crossbow array a hundred steps away put away the crossbow arrows, and quickly retreated a few steps back, and then a red heavy infantry holding a Pu knife appeared in the grass, and Dian Wei, who led the heavy infantry, held a halberd in both hands, shouted, and took the lead in rushing towards the oncoming Bai Bo army.

More than 10,000 Pu Dao soldiers shouted and rushed towards the Baibo army that was crowded at the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, Liu Wei, who was squatting in the distance, waved his hand, stood up, and shouted: "Spear formation, advance!" ”

Nearly 10,000 pikemen lurking in the grass, after Liu Wei gave an order, stood up, holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, and marched in a neat phalanx in a neat phalanx and pushed towards the hillside.

The Yellow Turban general, who was about to lead the army to rescue the rear, saw more than 2,000 cavalry rushing from the flank, and hurriedly shouted to the Yellow Turban Army who had just turned the direction: "There is an enemy attacking, defend the flank!" ”

The speed of the cavalry is much faster than the heavy infantry, and before the Yellow Turban General's words fell, Zhao Yun had already led two thousand cavalry into the queue of the White Bo Army.

The cavalry under Zhao Yun was not only equipped with saddles, but also equipped with stirrups that had never been equipped with them, including the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

The cavalrymen were on their stirrups with their feet on them, and their stability was much better, and they would not easily fall off their horses even if they were hit hard.

When more than 2,000 cavalry crashed into the column of the White Wave army, the already thin column of the White Wave army was suddenly knocked out of a big hole.

Many of the soldiers of the White Wave Army, who were directly hit by the war horses, flew backwards with a miserable howl. Some people who were not very heavy were able to barely support themselves after falling, but there were also many Bai Bojun who could not withstand the violent impact, and after flying up and landing in the air, their heads were turned away from then on.

The 2,000 cavalry who rushed into the ranks of the Baibo army, brandishing their swords, slashed at the Baibo army, which was already in chaos.

Zhao Yun took the lead, rushed into the column of the Baibo army, picked seven or eight soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, pulled the reins, and rode his horse towards the Yellow Turban generals who were trying their best to stop the riot of the Baibo Army and launch **** against the cavalry under Zhao Yun.

The yellow scarf general was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and on his slightly black face, his beard was spread out like steel needles.

Seeing Zhao Yun rushing towards him, he lifted the big knife, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and rushed towards Zhao Yun head-on.

The two people who charged in the opposite direction both understood in their hearts the truth that the thief captured the king first, as long as the other party's main general was killed, the battle on this side would also end.

Rushing to the Yellow Turban General, Zhao Yun held the gun with both hands, roared angrily, and the spear pierced straight towards the Yellow Turban General's face.

The shot was sharp and fierce, and the Yellow Turban General hurriedly raised his broadsword, trying to block the spear that pierced the door.

But at the moment when he raised his knife to block, Zhao Yun's arms suddenly pushed up, and the tip of the spear fell downward, stabbing diagonally towards his chest.

"Poof!" With a soft sound, the spear pierced deeply into the heart of the yellow turban general, Zhao Yun shouted, and his hands and wrists violently picked up the body of the yellow turban general.

The spear pointed straight at the sky, the yellow turban general was picked on the tip of the gun, he was not dead for a while, his legs kept kicking, and a drop of blood slipped down the barrel of the gun, flowing to Zhao Yun's palm, and then down the palm of his hand to his arm.

"The thief is dead, and the unrelated ones are not caught quickly?" Picking up the yellow turban general, Zhao Yunyuan opened his eyes and raised his sword eyebrows, and shouted to the Bai Bo army, which was already in a mess.

At the foot of the mountain, the Yellow Turban general, who led the White Bo Army to charge towards the camp of the Pu Dao soldiers, rushed towards Dian Wei head-on.

Dian Wei held a double halberd and ran on foot towards the Yellow Turban generals who rushed towards him.

Approaching Dian Wei, the yellow turban general, with his spear being much longer than his halberd, stabbed a shot at Dian Wei, who was running on foot.

The spear carried a strong wind, piercing Dian Wei's throat, Dian Wei did not dodge, the halberd in his left hand first flicked towards the barrel of the gun, the spear was turned aside, and then the halberd in his right hand slashed at the barrel of the gun.

With the sound of a wooden pole splitting, the spear was actually split by his halberd.

Splitting the spear, Dian Wei twisted his body, grabbed the gun that was still in the hands of the yellow turban general with his armpit, shouted, twisted his body, and used the rotation of his body to drag the yellow turban general off the horse and fly towards him in the air.

Before the body of the Yellow Turban General hit the ground, the halberd in Dian Wei's right hand had already slashed towards his head.

The body flew in the air, and the Yellow Turban General couldn't dodge the halberd that slashed at the front door, and could only watch the halberd get closer and closer in front of his eyes.

"Poof!" The halberd slammed into the face door of the Yellow Turban General, and the Yellow Turban General didn't even have time to let out a miserable howl, and his head was split out of a hole by Dian Wei's halberd.

As soon as the battle began, Dian Wei overturned a Yellow Turban general, and the morale of the 10,000 Pu Dao soldiers who followed him suddenly soared, shouting and rushing towards the Baibo army at the foot of the mountain.

The shouts of more than 10,000 people shook the mountains, and the whole earth seemed to tremble with their shouts.

Two generals were lost in a row, and the Yellow Turban Army out of the mountain pass was already in chaos, and the Yellow Turban Army on the mountain road was also congested in one place, and the whole scene was chaotic.

The pikemen array was slowly moving forward, and Liu Wei, who was standing under the banner of the Chinese army marshal, looked at the battlefield in the distance and frowned slightly.

"Your Highness!" Behind Liu Wei's side, Xu Shu, who was also looking at the battlefield in the distance, said to him: "This battle is over, and General Zhao Yun can be ordered to lead 500 cavalry, 1,000 strong crossbows and 2,000 heavy infantry to ambush here!" When our army pursues Yang Feng and Guo Tai and ascends the bumping mountain, Han Xian is very likely to attack our army from behind! ”

Liu Wei nodded, sighed lightly, turned his head to look at Xu Shu and said, "Today's fight is not a battle, it's just a massacre!" Although the White Polish army is numerous, this king has already seen the day when they will be completely conquered! ”

"Our army is newly built and has not experienced a real battle!" There was a faint smile on the corner of Xu Shu's mouth, and he said to Liu Wei: "The conquest of the Baibo Army can let the world see that His Highness has the heart to quell the rebellion in the world; second, it can also allow the soldiers to sharpen on the battlefield; More importantly, the third is that our army can take advantage of the situation to annex the Baibo Army and strengthen its strength, so as to move north and annex the more powerful Qingzhou Yellow Turban! ”

Liu Wei nodded and didn't speak again, but his eyes looked at the battlefield where there were bursts of shouts and killings without blinking.

"Your Highness! Strategist! Just as Liu Wei and Xu Shu were watching the one-sided slaughter in the distance, a soldier ran back from the battlefield, and when he arrived in front of the two, he knelt on the ground with his hands in fists, and said to them: "General Zhao Yun picked and killed a Yellow Turban General, and General Dian Wei also killed a Yellow Turban General." The besieged White Polish Army has all surrendered, and the main force of the White Polish Army on the hillside is retreating, dare to ask His Royal Highness whether to chase or not? ”

After listening to the report of the soldiers, Liu Wei turned his head and glanced at Xu Shu, who was standing behind him, and cast an inquiring look at him.