Hundreds of riders rolled up the mountains.

Although the number of people is small, under this huge impact, they stubbornly wear a pair of battlefields where tens of thousands of soldiers are fighting.

Lu Meng's eyes showed an excited look, and his blood boiled when he looked at the boundless soldiers of the cavalry battalion.

"Kill"

The spear in his hand pointed forward, and a little light swirled around it.

The momentum of the three hundred horsemen behind him was connected with Lu Meng. With the amplification of unknown skills, the second tier becomes the third tier, and the third tier becomes the fourth tier.

With one hundred temporary fourth-order Yellow Turban cavalry as the vanguard and two hundred temporary third-order cavalry as the rear team, it seemed to turn into a sharp arrow and crashed into it.

"Kill"

There was another sound in the rear, and I saw one flag after another appearing on the high mountain.

Woohoo......

A dense rain of arrows whistled down, and a team of yellow turbans armed with bows and crossbows appeared.

"Kill"

There was another violent roar, and nearly 500 yellow turbans armed with swords and spears rushed down, passing through the encirclement one by one.

The gap is like a crack on the porcelain, which is particularly eye-catching, and the yellow scarf that has been divided is rushed to kill.

"Reinforcements to the end, all the soldiers will follow me to kill the enemy"

He Yi reacted almost instantly, pulling his neck and shouting.

The Yellow Turban soldiers took advantage of the brief moment of stagnation in the battle formation to gather quickly, and each other's momentum was once again connected.

Wild laughter sounded in his ears, and He Yi felt a sense of escape from death in his heart.

"Thousands of calculations, it is better to wait for our yellow scarf to live longer," He Yi said happily.

Then he raised his voice: "All the soldiers obey the order, kill all of them and leave not one of them behind"

"No" The five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers shouted at the top of their voices, thinking of the feeling of powerlessness just now, and their anger became a little stronger.

The battle formation of the Tun Cavalry Battalion was completely disintegrated, and the strength of the Yellow Turban soldiers was vented without reservation.

At first, although the two sides had equal strength, Ge Po Yellow Turban had a 4th-order elite, and at this time, Lu Meng and Guo Dapang came to help.

Both in terms of strength and rank, they have fallen behind.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, the general could only grit his teeth fiercely, pull his neck and shout: "Withdraw"

Then he slapped his horse and galloped away in one direction.

The soldiers of the Zhongtun cavalry battalion hurriedly spread their legs and strode forward with the banner of the main general.

Several yellow turbans were about to chase after them when they heard violent sounds and hurriedly stopped.

"Stop the pursuit"

He Yi pulled his neck and roared loudly.

All the yellow scarves looked puzzled, but then they couldn't help but be relieved.

I saw countless corpses lying on the ground, all wearing yellow scarves.

The rough count is not less than a thousand.

What's even worse is that this support army is actually only a thousand people, of which 900 are only second-order.

Second? In this big war, it is just a vain existence.

"Who are you?" He Yi's gaze finally fell on Lu Meng and the others.

Footsteps sounded, and Guo Dapang came from behind: "I am Guo Dapang, the leader of Gepo Yellow Turban."

"Guo Da Fat?" He Yi looked puzzled, and the yellow turban generals were confused.

Looking up and down Gepo, when has there ever been this leader?

And so on, the boss.

Shouldn't all those who command a thousand troops be Xiaoqu Shuai? Even if the soldiers in command, most of them are second-order.

Sadness appeared on Guo Dapang's face, and he almost said in a crying voice: "We were ordered to follow Xiaoqu Shuai from Shouchun to Lujiang, and with the secret help of the Zheng family of Chaoxian County, the soldiers came to Chaohu. But he didn't want the Zheng family to harbor evil intentions, so he secretly contacted Lujiang Taishou and asked him to lead the defenders to help. At the same time, he also contacted the water thieves in Chaohu Lake to intercept us."

Caught off guard, Xiaoqu Shuai died in battle. We can only flee all the way, from the mouth of the water to the stone pavilion, from the stone pavilion to the mountain, from the mountain to here" Guo Dapang said with tears in his eyes, and the leaders who followed him couldn't help but be silent when they thought of what happened during this time.

But then he reacted, what this fat man said seemed to be a little different? Are you so miserable?

However, when he saw the thousands of yellow turban soldiers in front of him, he made the wisest choice and shed tears one by one.

Hearing the words Shouchun and Lujiang, He Yi reacted, and his face couldn't help but be a little moved.

"Are you the soldiers who attacked Lujiang when Ben Shuai besieged Shouchun?" He Yi asked.

Several leaders stood up from behind Guo Dapang and knelt down respectfully in front of He Yi: "Daqu Shuai, I have suffered all the way, but fortunately, Guo Da Boss took us to the Quartet to see Da Shuai"

"Big boss?" He Yi was still a little confused.

can think about it, there are 30 Xiaoqu Shuai, 300 big bosses, and 3,000 small leaders, how did I know him.

Maybe there really is such a number one person, but it is not necessarily, and it is enough to prove that this army is my Gepo Yellow Turban.

Gazing around at one of the leaders, he lowered his voice and commanded them; "Check their identity"

"No," the leader whispered.

After a short time, he ran over: "The identity is true, there are many brothers and they are acquaintances"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel relieved, and walked over and patted Guo Dapang's shoulder.

"Guo Boss"

"In"

Guo Dapang replied respectfully.

"Since you led this army all the way to the battle, and finally returned to Gepo, this merit is not to be deserved. From this moment on, this commander will appoint you as the commander of Xiaoqu and control the thousand soldiers and horses under his command," He Yi said.

Guo Dapang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly put away his sad look: "No"

"This young general is extraordinary, it's better to ......" He Yi thought of Lu Meng's killing just now, and his heart of love for talent rose.

Guo Dapang couldn't help but be nervous, he didn't expect this person to want to dig into the corner: "Daqu Shuai Mingjian, the reason why we were able to return to Gepo smoothly is thanks to this person's help."

"In this way, it is a fierce general" He Yi showed a hot gaze, and the intention of digging the foot of the wall was self-evident.

Guo Dapang knew that he couldn't continue, so he diverted the topic; "I heard that Gepo was short of food, and there will be a plan to overcome this predicament"

"Let's hear it," He Yi immediately became interested when he heard this.

Guo Da Fat bowed: "Please give the last general 2,000 elites, and the last general is willing to move all the grain in the granary of the Tunqi camp back to Gepo."

"Two thousand elites?" He Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

The yellow turban generals were in an uproar, and they couldn't imagine that Guo Dapang's tone was so big.

But then I thought about it, at this time, the food guards of the Tun cavalry camp had been killed, and the main force was attacking downhill. Isn't the grain in the granary unguarded?

In other words, as long as a soldier is dispatched, the food can be easily brought back.

After thinking about this, the breathing of the Yellow Turban generals became rapid.

If you don't die, there will be a blessing, and it seems that this battle is won by my Ge Po.

"The last general is willing to lead the troops and horses of the headquarters to the land of the tuncai battalion"

All the yellow turban generals shouted in unison, and one by one they rushed to ask for their lives.