Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

The news of Zhang Jiao's death spread to the city, and countless Yellow Turban thieves sighed and suddenly felt that their future was slim. However, Zhang Liang took over Zhang Jiao's important task and guarded Guangzong. With the help of Zhang Jiao's death, Zhang Liang marched out of the city to fight.

"kill!"

The Yellow Turban thieves rushed up from all directions, like countless evil wolves. They bit the officer and refused to let go. Upon seeing this, Huang Fu Song immediately ordered the troops to return to the camp, relying on the camp to resist the attack of the Yellow Turban. Although the Yellow Turban thief is aggressive and can still have the upper hand in field battles, it is more than enough to attack the camp.

Seeing tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves retreat like a tide, Huangfu sighed.

"The mourning soldier will win. Unexpectedly, when Zhang Jiao died, everyone in the Yellow Turban thief would become a Yellow Turban strongman."

The sound of a leaf collided, and Liu Ye walked to Huangfusong's side grimly.

"Lang Jiang doesn't need to worry, the Yellow Turban thief will not last long. Once the Yellow Turban vents, our army will take advantage of the situation and attack Guangzong with one effort."

Huang Fusong nodded, and closed the camp that night, and avoided fighting. The Yellow Turbans came to attack the camp but suffered heavy losses, so they stopped making unnecessary losses. However, Huangfusong evaded the battle for three consecutive days, and the yellow turban thief's resentment was immediately vented cleanly. Anyway, the officers and soldiers would not take the initiative to attack, nothing.

In the middle of the night, bright candles were lit in the official army camp, and a few people did not rest.

Huangfusong held the bamboo slips of the military book and asked as he read it, "How is the momentum of the Yellow Turban thief these past few days?"

Liu Ye clasped his fists and said: "General Lang, the Yellow Turban thief can't stay in force for long. The last general saw it with his own eyes. The Yellow Turban thief is tired and lazy, and usually disarms without fighting. I am afraid that Zhang Liang is already like a bird of Chu.

In the battle of Qin’s destruction of the Six Kingdoms, no force was used more than the battle of Chu. The veteran Wang Jian sent 600,000 soldiers to Qin Wangying’s politicians. After the Chu general Xiang Yan heard about it, he immediately carried his army northward and built a defense line north of Shouchun. To resist the Qin army offensive.

However, Wang Jian, a mature man, was not eager to attack. Instead, he waited at the border for a full year, waiting until the soldiers were itchy in their hands, and waiting until the Chu army had slackened before launching the attack. The Chu Army did not expect that the Qin Army would attack in a big way only a year later, and was swallowed by the Qin Army in one fell swoop.

Naturally, the Northern Army under Huangfu Song could not be compared with the Qin Army who had experienced many battles back then, but the Yellow Turban Thieves and the Chu Army were not too far apart, but they had been paralyzed in three days.

"The final general is willing to lead an attack and defeat the Yellow Turban thief in one fell swoop!"

Seeing Liu Ye's initiative to ask for orders, Huang Fusong smiled and nodded: "Okay, you go to rectify the soldiers and horses, break the thief tonight!"

...

In the Yellow Turban thief barracks, it is now close to the **** crowing. It is the most sleepy time of the day when almost everyone in the Yellow Turban thief is sleeping.

But Liu Ye and his subordinates are full of energy. They slept during the day, and now it is the time when they are full of energy, and they don't feel sleepy at all, but they can't run out of energy.

"Get out."

Liu Ye's 1,000 soldiers and horses quietly walked out of the camp door at this time of silence, with a man's head and a horse's mouth, all the way to the Yellow Turban thief's camp, but did not disturb the Yellow Turban thief in the slightest.

kill!

Rumble!

The sound of war drums and shouts mingled into the sky. Liu Ye's thousand soldiers and horses were like a sharp knife inserted into the Yellow Turban thief camp, like a cone coming out of the bag, sharp and boundless.

The yellow turban thief in the camp didn't know what was going on. He stuck his head out in a daze, and was immediately cut off his head by a saber that whizzed past, and fell to the ground unclearly.

Many people just woke up from their sleep, and they had no time to put on their armor. They walked out with their weapons, and they were immediately beheaded by the cavalry coming in, causing countless casualties.

At this moment, Huang Fusong seized the opportunity and ordered the northern army in the battalion to attack in one fell swoop. All of a sudden, the officers and soldiers attacked on all sides. The Yellow Turban thieves were in a rage. How could those who just woke up react? When he ran around his colleagues, he subconsciously ran around and fell into chaos.

Countless Yellow Turban thieves ran around and bombed the camp. Liu Ye handed over his subordinates to Yu Jin's command. He took more than a hundred horses to rush around in the chaos army, but Zhang Liang was not found. Liu Ye rode forward and saw the Yellow Turban thief. The middle one was dressed in profound armor and seemed to be a handsome man. Without a word, he rushed up and grabbed him with a straight arm.

"The thief chief Zhang Liang is here!" Liu Ye yelled, and the Yellow Turban thief Xiaoshuai was startled.

"A asks you something!"

"Da Da... Da General, General Ren Gong is in that camp." The Yellow Turban thief Xiaoshuai raised his arm tremblingly, and pointed to a huge camp.

Liu Ye threw him to the ground with a whistle, and Bai Yu immediately followed him, reaching out and galloping towards Zhangliang Daying. The Yellow Turban thief did not dare to resist, leaving Liu Ye to rush over.

Liu Ye rushed all the way, killing him from left to right, Zhang Liang's camp was in front of him, he took a deep breath, and his luck dantian roared.

"Zhang Liang is here!"

Zhang Liang, who had just been woken up, was trembling with fright. He felt a buzzing in his ears, as if there was a thunder in his ears, and couldn't help but look up.

And Zhang Liang was surrounded by the army, as if the stars were holding the moon, Liu Ye happened to look at him, and for a while, four eyes collided, and Zhang Liang's eyes showed that a member was armed with a gun and charged with a horse. The strong figure.

Liu Ye saw Zhang Liang's overjoyed, and pointed his spear at Zhang Liang: "Follow me!"

More than a hundred riding iron hooves stepped, like a rushing thunder and went straight to Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang's face turned pale with fright.

"Protect this general!"

The soldiers next to Zhang Liang moved the antlers and the antlers and the squadron, and raised their spears by the way. If the horse hits the antlers and the squadron, the tendons will break and fracture. Unfortunately, it was Liu Ye, a great master.

Liu Ye urged the horse to charge, and the speed did not decrease but increased. He shot the antlers in the oblique stabbing of the long spear, then threw it out forcefully, and slammed into Zhang Liang's soldiers with his horse.

The war horse screamed, the huge body was pierced by a row of spears, while Liu Ye rolled sideways as a donkey, drew out the long knife around his waist, and chopped off all the spear points of the row of spears.

Liu Ye casually threw the ring's first knife, picked up a shield from the ground, pressed his shoulder firmly against the shield, and rushed out with a bend of his knees. With a collision with the shield, countless yellow turban thieves were separated from the middle abruptly, like slashing waves. A channel was opened, and Zhang Liang, who was surrounded by stars and moons, was unreservedly exposed in front of Liu Ye.

Liu Ye's spear flicked like a poisonous snake, and the spear pointed directly at Zhang Liang.