Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Xia Houyuan pierced his chest with an arrow, shot and killed the Yellow Turban thief's detective, and then galloped back into the formation.

Seven hundred iron knights broke out from the Yellow Turban thieves' formation, leaving a big gap, and hundreds of scattered Yellow Turban thieves were still panicking. The five hundred foot soldiers rushed up, killing hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves in a burst, and also broke out from the Yellow Turban thieves formation.

"Keep up."

Yu Jin’s words were short, but he used to punish the soldiers, and he had already established a mountain of majesty. Although the five hundred soldiers had gone through **** battles, everyone still cheered up and obeyed orders.

One thousand and two hundred paces broke out from the Yellow Turban Bandit Army, without stopping at all, but went straight to the Yellow Turban Bandit. Without the blocking of the Yellow Turban thieves' army, one thousand two hundred paces rode in the wilderness to march quickly.

Of course, there is no need to say more about the horses and horses, but the five hundred steppers are all elite and usually trained strictly, so even if they feel short of breath, they grit their teeth to keep up, and no one is behind.

Bo Cai didn't bother, and concentrated on commanding the army to besiege the official army, and handed over the Licheng army to Liu Pi Gong to take care of it.

Seven hundred cavalry drove the horsepower to the extreme, galloping at full speed over the boundless wilderness, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated to the sides, giving a feeling of incomparable joy.

But the seven hundred cavalrymen did not dare to relax, because they knew that there was a **** battle waiting for them.

At full speed, the tens of miles of the Yellow Turban thief's camp is faintly visible.

And the yellow turban thief on the guard tower noticed the seven hundred horses coming from a long way, and the ground was splashed with dust, and the horses looked vaguely in the dust. I don’t know how many people there are, like a thousand horses rushing. Coming, he was so scared that he almost fell off the guard tower.

He hurriedly grabbed the drumsticks on the side, his palms were slippery and sweaty, he accidentally dropped to the ground, picked it up quickly, and hit the gong severely.

when! when! when!

The sound of drumsticks hitting the gong sounded, and the invisible sound wave slowly spread out to the surroundings, and passed to the company of dozens of miles. The yellow scarf thief who had nothing to do was startled suddenly and cursed loudly.

"Fuck, why beating the gongs and drums to make people clean?"

"That's right, didn't Bo Shuai lead his troops to surrender the official army? Is it possible that the Han army has been killed out of the city."

"Mother, wait for the kid Zhang Wu to come down later and give him two punches."

The sentry "Zhang Wu", who was struggling to beat the gong, put down his drumsticks and shouted loudly.

"Official~army~kill~over~coming~!"

"There are many people, come out soon!"

"Official ~ army ~ kill..."

Suddenly, there was a strong sound in the air, and an arrow shot from a long distance in the air, swishing through his throat, and the shouting stopped abruptly, as if someone had pinched his throat, and no sound came out.

Zhang Wu covered his throat, his eyes were white, and he spit out blood in his mouth. He smashed into the railing of the guard tower. He turned over and fell off the guard tower without paying attention. He fell and his back bones cracked. , Both hands fell to the ground feebly and stopped struggling.

"kill!"

With a long wave, Liu Ye pointed obliquely into the camp of the Yellow Turban thief, and took the lead to enter the camp gate. The Seven Hundred Knights followed closely behind Liu Ye and flooded into the Yellow Turban thief's camp like a tide.

Hearing the vibrating sound of horses hooves hitting the earth, coupled with Zhang Wu's shouts and gongs, the alert Yellow Scarf thief took the ring head knife and stepped forward from the camp.

When a high-headed horse rammed into it, the knight on the horse waved a long stance, and immediately beat him to a broken bone.

The seven hundred iron knights rushed into the Yellow Turban thief’s army. The Yellow Turban thief was not prepared, and was immediately caught off guard by the seven hundred iron knights. However, the camp was not as empty as above the wilderness, so the seven hundred iron knights were naturally not. They may run at will, but the Yellow Turban thief was very hasty and was not prepared at all, so he still suffered heavy casualties.

Liu Pi also heard the sound of the gong just now, so he could not help but open the tent door with a knife around his waist and walked out frowning.

At this time, Gong Du happened to rush over from another camp, and when he saw Liu Pei immediately said: "Zhongkai, the sentry just hit the gong, is it possible that the Han army came?"

Liu Pi's expression was gloomy: "A few days ago, there was a Han army, with mixed steps and unprepared. The leader is even more brave and invincible. Two moves almost killed me..."

Gong Du frowned: "Bo Shuai will hand over the task of guarding the camp to you and me. If the camp is lost, how can you explain it to Bo Shuai?"

Liu Pieleng smiled coldly: "Today is no better than in the past. That day, the camp was full of old, weak, sick and disabled people. Naturally, they couldn't resist it. Now there are 30,000 warriors in the camp and they will definitely be able to make contributions."

There was admiration in Gong Du's eyes: "Brother Zhongkai, I know that you have a brain. Brother will listen to you this time. Whatever you say, I will do it."

Liu Pi clasped his fists: "So, Brother Qu went to the Nanda Camp to gather the elites to stabilize the situation. A certain person assembled the elites in the West Camp, but you and I fought inside and out, closed the camp door, and surrounded the Han army in one fell swoop."

Liu Pi watched Gong Du away, and immediately sent his soldiers to gather the elite men in the West Camp.

Gong Du led the way. He took two hundred soldiers to the southern camp. At this moment, the southern camp of the Yellow Turban thief was turned into a pot of porridge by the seven hundred cavalry. The Yellow Turban thief cried for his father and called his mother, and ran around.

Upon seeing this, Gong Du was furious and drew his sword to kill several routs.

"Stand on the spot without moving, if anyone runs around again, Lao Tzu will be the first to kill him!"

The two hundred soldiers next to Gong Du were also unrelenting, and they killed them with the knife. They immediately frightened the Yellow Turban thief with a **** butcher knife, and they all looked at Gong Du.

Gong Du issued the second order and raised the shining blade.

"The whole army obeyed orders, moved closer to someone, and resisted!"

The yellow turban thief who was running around was a group of dragons without a leader, but seeing Gong Shuai coming to preside over the situation, he immediately seemed to have the backbone of the situation, and hurriedly gathered in the direction where Gong Du was located. Gathered around Gong Du's side.

And more and more yellow turban thieves gathered, which made Gong Du more confident: isn't it just a few hundred cavalry? Laozi's 30,000 Yellow Turban army can't hold a few hundred pawns?

And Liu Ye almost couldn't help but laugh when seeing Gong Du gathered and collapsed and gathered the army. It was really wonderful that someone came to give pillows as soon as he fell asleep.

Liu Ye pointed to the east.

"Everyone, don't entangle, listen to a certain order, go to Dongdaying, don't want to fight!"

Gong Du assembled the Yellow Turban thieves, but the road in the camp was unimpeded, and the seven hundred horsemen gathered together again and headed east.