"General Digong, there is a cavalry chasing after you in the rear!" Pei Yuanshao found the pursuers and hurriedly returned to report.

After walking for a night, I left Zhuo County for more than 100 miles. Zhang Baozheng said to find a secret place to rest and have a meal, when he heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly asked: "Cavalry, how many men and horses?" ”

"Look, it's only a few hundred."

"Hundreds of people, give the order to go down, and form a formation to wait for the enemy. The cavalry was encircled, the horse meat was taken, and a full meal was eaten. When Zhang Bao heard that there were only a few hundred people, and that he had 5,000 men, he felt that he was not afraid.

Therefore, when Qin Feng arrived, the five thousand Yellow Turban Army had already formed a formation.

"Trapped!"

"It's Qin Feng!"

Although there were only five hundred horsemen in the shadow of the famous tree, these Yellow Turban soldiers were terrified when they saw it.

"Don't be afraid, there are only five hundred people on the other side, and we are ten times as many as them, what is there to be afraid of." Pei Yuanshao raised the big knife and encouraged loudly.

Only then did the Yellow Turban soldiers regain some of their morale.

"It's Qin Feng, it's just in time!" Zhang Baoce rode in front of him and shouted: "Qin Zijin, I didn't expect you to chase after you with only this lone army, and today this is where you are buried." Pei Yuanshao ....... ”

Pei Yuanshao rode his horse to the formation of the two armies, waved the big knife a few times, and shouted majestically: "A certain Pei Yuanshao is also, Qin Zi entered, came out to die!" ”

Qin Feng didn't give the order to rush and kill immediately, because he was rushing all the way and needed to slow down his horsepower. Seeing that the enemy line rushed out of one person, he called himself Pei Yuanshao. He has also heard of this figure of the Three Kingdoms. The armed forces are in their early sixties, and they are third-rate zuihou. In his opinion, those under sixty are not in the stream.

It is a pity that he came to the Eastern Han Dynasty and never even killed an enemy general. How can you kill a military general, and write a book and biography in the future, it is also a good story.

To tell the truth, if the force is high, he thinks he really can't kill it. However, he will not be angry, because even if he is the god of war Lu Bu, he will cut small shrimp all his life.

"Just take this Pei Yuanshao and open the knife, if you can't beat it, the master will run." If he led tens of thousands of troops, Qin Feng really didn't want to risk his reputation, and at this moment, he was bringing loyal and righteous guards, and it didn't hurt if he was defeated.

After making up his mind, he took a deep breath, rode out, and shouted angrily, strengthening his courage, "A certain is Qin Feng Qin Zijin, take your life!" ”

The white dragon under his crotch chases the cloud horse, from beginning to end, more than a zhang long; From hoof to neck, eight feet high; Screaming and roaring, it looks like it has soared into the sea. It cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy from foreign merchants, and it is a rare horse in the world, which is better than the sweat and blood of the horse.

The golden gun in the hand is nearly zhang long, two feet below the blade, nine dragon gold lines coil up, forming a nine-dragon arch bead on the tip of the gun, and five flashing seal characters in the middle "Zhenwu Taiji Gun." ”

The armor on his body, called the Xuanlong Armor, was also cast from extraterrestrial meteorites, and it was invulnerable and unusually strong.

With this piece of equipment, it is enough to arm tens of thousands of infantry regiments without a million. Therefore, Qin Feng can be said to be armed to the teeth.

Pei Yuanshao, on the other hand, rode a one-meter-two-three tall bantam horse, dirty leather armor, and a blackened horse chopping knife in his hand.

Five hundred warriors in battle kept raising the three-pointed and two-edged knives in their hands to the sky, forming a sword forest in mid-air, reflecting a terrifying light, and the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side was dazzled. They are murderously cheering for the lord, Huo ~ Huo ~ Huo .......

Qin Feng rushed out with this cheer, and he felt his blood boiling with a warm current rising and spreading throughout his body.

Kill the battle! The dream of a hot-blooded boy .......

"Qin Feng, take your life!" Pei Yuanshao had been in battle for a long time, and he was not afraid, so he hedged with his knife and horse.

When Chang~

The blades fell, Qin Feng had strong horsepower, and Pei Yuanshao was staggered.

Pei Yuanshao suffered a loss in the Liliang competition, so he wanted to win by skill, hurriedly turned the horse's head, and pasted it to stick to Qin Feng.

Jingle ......,

Qin Feng fought with him on the wrong horse, and saw the Zhenwu Taiji Spear in his hand swinging out, drawing a circle of arcs, with small circles in the big circles, each arc was like a five-clawed golden dragon, and like a spirit snake, enveloping Pei Yuanshao's whole body.

This is exactly his original Tai Chi marksmanship.

The rise of his fighting, the tricks did not leave the back of his head, and Pei Yuanshao was embarrassed. proudly, he said provocatively: "Haha, with your skills, you dare to fight with me!" ”

Pei Yuanshao was humiliated, his head was bruised, and he fought to defeat both sides, slashing twice and forcing Qin Feng to retreat.

Qin Feng sat on the horse, two meters four or five, and his posture was majestic and majestic. Pei Yuanshao sat on a horse, one meter seven or eight, like a chicken.

As he stepped back, he had an idea. I saw him clamping the horse's belly, and chasing the cloud horse under his crotch was psychic.

Herod hissed, and the person stood up, and the front hooves that jumped up almost exceeded Pei Yuanshao's head.

Pei Yuanshao was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, who knew that the horse's hooves were not aimed at him at all. As he fell, he smashed his mount on the right rib.

Hearing a loud bang, his mount screamed, fell to the ground, and threw Pei Yuanshao seven or eight meters away.

Qin Feng took the opportunity to ride his horse and leap over, and the True Martial Taiji Spear in his hand stabbed out, "Die!" ”

Burst~

The sharp tip of the spear instantly pierced Pei Yuanshao's chest and nailed him to the ground.

"Ho~Ho~Ho!" Seeing the victory of the lord, the warriors of the trapped camp raised their three-pointed and two-edged swords and shouted.

On the other hand, the yellow turban side was silent for a while.

Qin Feng turned his horse's head and shouted angrily: "Zhang Bao, today in the coming year will be your sacrifice day." The big gun in his hand waved, "Sons, raise my prestige in battle, and the whole army will assault!" ”

"In the name of the trap, fight for my lord!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Five hundred warriors rushed out in blood and murder.

The battle formation of five thousand yellow turbans was captured by the momentum and began to commotion.

"Don't be afraid, the other party is only five hundred people, don't be afraid, assault, assault!" Zhang Bao let out a loud shout, and seeing that Qin Feng's troops were surging, he hurriedly retreated towards his own battle array.

On the other hand, Qin Feng took the lead and attacked with a gun.

The Yellow Turban Army was originally defeated and demoralized. Pei Yuanshao was killed, and his morale fell again. Seeing Zhang Bao shouting for an assault, he retreated to the rear of the formation, and his morale was down.

Only hundreds of yellow scarves subconsciously rushed out, and after seeing that most of their companions had not moved, they hurriedly stopped.

"Death!" As soon as Qin Feng took the horse, he stabbed to death a yellow turban soldier who rushed out of the battle formation.

The ensuing warriors of the trapped camp slaughtered hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers in an instant. Hundreds of heads flew up almost at the same time, and the headless corpses became springs of blood.

At this moment, blood rained down here. At this moment, the head wrapped in a yellow scarf fell to the ground like hailstone. Among them, the warriors of the trapped camp are covered in blood, like a demon god who has been killed from hell!

The Yellow Turban soldiers who saw this scene were full of heart and gall. Their lord did not have the courage to face this god-killing army, and neither did they. These soldiers, who had not been formally trained, were scared back to their original form as farmers. Almost at the same time, in the midst of shouting, Qi Qi turned around and fled for his life.

The soldiers turned and fled, revealing Zhang Bao, who was ready to command the battle.

This Zhang Bao is not like Zhang Liang, he is just a literati, and he doesn't even have a long weapon. At this moment, in the face of the fierce and vicious trapping iron horse, the frightened hands were at a loss.

"Zhang Bao, go ...... Die...... Let's do it! Qin Feng was so enthusiastic that he stabbed Zhang Bao through with one shot.

He didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and the moment Zhang Bao landed, a trace of emptiness rose in his heart, "It's over, the Yellow Turban Rebellion...... Knot...... Bunched. ”

"No, there's a bigger stage waiting for you!" He looked at the trapped iron cavalry chasing the Yellow Turban, and clutched the big gun, "One day, I will take my sons and daughters to sweep the world ......." ”

After Zhang Bao's death, thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers fled all over the mountains.

Qin Feng only had five hundred personal guards, and he couldn't completely kill these scattered routs, so he stopped the pursuit after chasing for a while.

"Lord, Zhang Bao, Pei Yuanshao's head has been dealt with, do you need to take a break?" Zhang Ping, who was already an officer, said after cleaning up the battlefield.

"Are there any casualties among our troops?" Trapping the camp and guarding each other, Qin Feng asked.

"My lord, only thirty-five brothers were slightly injured."

Five hundred men killed five thousand, and more than two thousand were killed, and more than thirty brothers were lightly wounded. Zhang Ping said that he was proud in his heart, and he felt that entering the trapping camp was the most correct choice in his life. One day in the future, when the lord is powerful in the world, he will be able to glorify his ancestors.

Qin Feng was very relieved that there were no casualties, so he said: "Then find a place for the brothers to rest and heal the injured brothers." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Ping said in awe. Who in the world would call his soldiers brothers, in this life, I Zhang Ping swore to follow the lord to the death.

When the other guards in the camp heard this, their hearts were also warm.

Qin Feng, who came in later generations, has a completely different way of receiving people and things from the lofty of the wealthy family. He didn't know that his way was full of people's hearts, especially the hearts of grassroots people like Zhang Ping.

Soon, Zhang Ping found a deserted village, and after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there were many such villages.

When Qin Feng took off his armor at his temporary residence and was about to take a rest, Zhang Ping came to report that there was a group of people outside asking for help.

Fame was his favorite, and when he saw a person asking for help, he hurriedly summoned him.

When he saw the three old men coming in, he bowed his head and bowed when he came in, and exclaimed sadly: "General, please save us Xujiazhuang." ”

Qin Feng inquired and learned. It was a Yellow Turban army, which was burning, killing and looting on Zhuangzi. I heard a few old men say that it is a general flag with the word "tube".

"Guan Hai!" Qin Feng pondered. If you want to say that this Guanhai is not low, the first-class last seat can't run, if you can subdue it for your own use......