Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

The total number of well-trained archers in the official army is more than two thousand. Only three rounds of arrows shot a total of six thousand arrows, killing and wounding more than two thousand Yellow Turban thieves. After all, there are a large number of Yellow Turban thieves, and they are arranged in a tight formation. To say it bluntly, if it weren't for a leather shield, just throwing a stone can knock down a Yellow Turban thief.

In the first battle, he killed more than two thousand Yellow Turban thieves, which can be said to be a good record. However, the Yellow Turban thieves attacked a total of 50,000 people, and the more than 2,000 people were just a drop in the bucket. The gap of being killed and wounded was immediately filled by the Yellow Turban thief who was behind, and the Yellow Turban thief surged up like a tide.

"Array, hold on!"

The official army sword and shield hand formed a circle of shield wall with a large shield, and the spearman waited for the opportunity to attack and formed a round formation. Liu Ye's subordinate was in the center, and he did not participate in the war but instead recharged.

After three rounds of arrows, the distance of fifty steps came in an instant, and the Yellow Turban thieves in the first row rushed up like mountains and seas, and the big shield in their hands slammed into it.

The Han army sword and shield hand did not show weakness, raised the shield and greeted him, and the two rows of shields slammed together. The sword and shield hands at the forefront are basically the strong men in the selection army. They have a thick waist and round waist. They rushed up viciously when they raised their big shields. The two shields rubbed violently, and they collided like wild animals.

The shield hand is the first line in the battle formation. Once it collapses, the comrades in the rear will be exposed in front of the opponent's front. Therefore, every shield hand gritted his teeth and slammed his shield.

At this time, the advantage of the strict training of the officers and the army was revealed. The second line of officers and the army were all long soldiers. The spearmen raised their spears, placed them on the large shield, and stabbed them out, killing the Yellow Turban thief. The shield hand, the spearman, and the daggerman wailed.

The second line of the Yellow Turban thieves is in different formations. There are also spearmen and knives. The knives can pierce the spears, and the knives only hate that their arms and legs are not long, and the knives can't touch the officers and soldiers.

Spearmen came in and out, and there was hot blood on the tip of the spear. Although the officers and soldiers were well-trained, the two sides suffered each other's deaths and injuries. One by one, the Yellow Turban thieves and the officers fell to the ground covered in blood. The army's front line shrank slightly.

Trapped in the handover, the casualties of the Han army began to increase sharply. In a short while, three or four hundred soldiers were killed or injured. Cao Cao frowned and glanced at Xiahou Dun.

"Yuan Rang, Ru led his army to attack south, and the whole army slowly retreated!"

"Here!"

Xiahou Dun took his fist to lead the order, mounted his horse and went out, leading three hundred pawns to fight out of the middle army. The officer army on the south was ordered to open a hole.

Huang Shao, who was onslaught by the warlord, was overjoyed when he saw this: "Go in!"

Thousands of yellow turban thieves in the front row saw the opportunity to take advantage, and they wanted to go in without saying a word about waving their weapons, but they didn't expect that this gap was not a fighter, but a cold murderous opportunity.

Xiahou Dun took the lead, brandishing a spear, and 300 horses behind him followed closely, and suddenly shot out from the gap exposed by the front line. It seemed that a sharp knife suddenly pierced out of the plane, showing its sharp edge.

With the help of horsepower, the cavalry had a strong impact, and the leader was Xiahou Dun, who immediately pierced into the Yellow Turban army. Three hundred cavalry men worked bravely and suddenly disintegrated the Yellow Turban offensive, killing a group of people.

The Yellow Turban thief was killing fiercely, and never imagined that the officers and soldiers had the courage to launch a counterattack, and they were immediately beaten. However, the officers and soldiers hurriedly retreated to the south while the Yellow Turban thief was shaking.

The officer army fought and retreated. Because Xiahou Dun opened the way in front, there was a huge gap in the Yellow Turban thief, so the officer army was able to advance steadily.

Although Huang Shao was surprised that the officers and soldiers launched a counterattack, he was furious.

"Fucking! We have fifty thousand people! What are hundreds of riders worth? Give it to Lao Tzu, who dares to step back and kill without mercy!"

Huang Shao waved his long sword, and hundreds of people around him were wearing leather armor. The fierce supervising team immediately rushed up with a knife and axe in their hands.

A yellow turban thief spearman was frightened by the three hundred cavalry, threw the spear in his hand, turned and ran, but one accidentally fell to the ground and got up with both hands and feet. When he looked up, he saw a vicious one. Faces.

"Withdraw from the latter without authorization, kill without mercy!"

A big long-haired hand grabbed his hair. Before he could beg for mercy, a hatchet had already slashed in the air and fell heavily.

Puff! The sharp axe blade cut across his throat like a paper cut, a burst of bright red blood sputtered out, and the head that had lost his body fell to the ground. The head that was caught in the other hand opened his eyes roundly without gazing at him.

The supervising team slaughtered nearly a hundred people at a time, and immediately stopped the Yellow Turban thief's rout. The Yellow Turban thief, who was afraid of supervising the team's **** and prestige, had to turn around and rush back again.

However, Xiahoudun was not in love with fighting, raised his hand and stabbed a Yellow Turban thief in the throat accurately, turned his horse's head, and shouted sharply.

"withdraw!"

The advantage of the cavalry lies in the impact and mobility. Once caught in entanglement, the flexibility is greatly insufficient, and it is not as good as an infantryman, so many generals in ancient times were captured by the opponent alive.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, Song Dynasty's fierce general Nangong Changwan was caught alive by Zheng Jun in a carriage.

Xiahou Dun gave orders, and more than two hundred riders immediately turned their horses, reined their horses and rushed, twisted into a rope again, and killed the Yellow Turban thieves, like a sailboat cutting through the waves in the sea, and the Yellow Turban thieves retreated to both sides.

The officer and army hurriedly separated from the middle, giving way to Xiahou Dun. More than two hundred riders followed Xiahou Dun, and immediately returned to the formation. After this battle, the Yellow Turban offensive was defeated. Although the supervising team stepped forward to kill people, there was still a big gap. The south offensive suddenly As one of the depressed.

Bo Cai, who was in the center, looked at this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but yelled.

"Huang Shao, this useless thing, 10,000 people have been killed by hundreds of riders so that they dare not step forward. Sooner or later they will be killed!"

Although he complained about Huang Shao, he couldn't change his generals before the battle, so Bocai ordered his subordinates to help Huang Shao's front with five thousand troops from the Chinese army. These five thousand troops and Huang Shao joined forces. Huang Shao regained momentum. After rectifying the army, he ordered the advancement.

However, when Bocai separated out five thousand troops, his position inevitably became weaker, and Cao Cao showed all this in his eyes, and he smiled suddenly.

"Yuqing, the wave thief divides their troops to the south, their strength is weak, they can rush and kill at a speed!"

The Licheng Army has always defended Cao Cao in the Chinese Army, so it has recharged its energy, and now it seems like a sharp sword, about to unsheathed.

"Some go."

Liu Ye has been waiting in the army for a long time, and the boss has long been impatient.