Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"Hmph, even if this group of Han troops are all iron men, they will have to be consumed sooner or later." Sima feared looking at the 20,000 Han troops who were struggling to support them, and snorted coldly.

The Yellow Turban thieves besieged from all sides, and Liu Ye did not allow the Han army to attack the enemy, so the morale of the Han army was slightly depressed.

Seeing that the war situation had fallen into a state of decay and growth, suddenly a horn horn sounded in the southwest, desolate and simple.

Liu Ye's tight complexion finally eased, and he laughed and said, "Soldiers! The reinforcements have arrived, and our army will win!"

The soldiers of the Han army who had been fighting hard heard the familiar sound of horns from the southwest, and they all looked overjoyed and cheered.

"The reinforcements have arrived, our army will win!"

The Han soldiers hit the ground fiercely with the spear in their hands, as if a heavy rain shook the earth with a majestic prestige.

I saw a full six thousand Xiliang cavalry galloping from the southwest. Horseshoes shook the ground and dust was flying. A khaki sandstorm enveloped more than six thousand Xiliang cavalry with a bitter fighting spirit.

In the wanton Xiliang cavalry formation, there are two flags inserted, one with the word horse and the other with the word Pang. It is Ma Chao and Pound.

Ma Chao frowned, his gaze scanned the past, only to see that most of the Yellow Turban thieves were besieging the main Han army, and although the number of Yellow Turban thieves surrounding the main Yellow Turban thieves was the same number, it was more than the army besieging the main Han army. It is much less.

Ma Chao quickly made a judgment: "Ling Ming! You and I each led half of the cavalry, one left and the other, straight into Sima fearing the Chinese army, surrounding Wei and saving Zhao!"

"Okay, I left you right!"

Pound yelled to the Xiliang cavalry behind him, when even three thousand Xiliang cavalry diverted from the brigade, closely behind Pound, and the other half followed Ma Chao.

Looking down from above, I saw that the Xiliang cavalry was divided into two sharp iron cones, one left and the other right, and the speed was not reduced, coming towards Sima Fear.

"Brother, it seems that this time we are the first to do it." Ma Dai smiled.

Ma Chao chuckled: "This time the general's meritorious deeds and the merits of sacking and killing Sima fear are enough to be promoted to general, but Zhonghua, you boy, work hard. By then, our Ma family will be the third general."

"When Tie'er and Xiu'er grow up, let them fight for the generals. At that time, Xiliang Ma's house, a five-general, is even more beautiful than it was at the time of Fubo, Hehe general!"

Ma Chao and Ma Dai laughed loudly, unabated with pride.

But Sima fear, who was fearless, changed his expression: "So Liu Ye still ambushed this hand?"

Sima Yu was born in Qingzhou. Qingzhou is not a horse-producing area. Most of the horses are used by scouts or generals at all levels. The formed cavalry is rare, and most of them are infantry.

Sima Fear This is the first time I have seen a large-scale cavalry galloping forward. It is almost like thunder rolling in the sky. A huge prestige swept over the ground. Tens of thousands of horses hooves hit the ground, and the ground was faintly shocked, like a predecessor. The behemoth is galloping above the earth.

The staff on the side was even more pale and trembling slightly: "Langzhou Malaysia, rampant all over the world, this is true..."

Sima swallowed in fear, and hurriedly shouted: "The front army retreats! Don't continue to besiege Liu Ye, come and protect this commander!"

"The Chinese army immediately lined up to stop the enemy cavalry!"

Although the order was issued, it was difficult to achieve results. A total of forty thousand of the former army was fighting with Liu Ye's army. The two armies were fighting fiercely. How could they withdraw in an urgent situation?

Moreover, Liu Ye, Yu Jin, and Zhang Jaw are equally proficient in the art of war, and naturally they will not let the Yellow Turban thief go easily.

Yu Jin decisively issued the order to attack.

"The front army is attacking, and the enemy must not be let go!"

The soldiers of the Han army who had been holding on had already suffocated their stomachs. After hearing Yu Jin's order, they immediately shouted, raised their swords and shields, and rushed out.

"The whole army assaults, kill Sima fear!"

Ma Chao shouted angrily, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves around were immediately frightened.

Before they could react, Ma Chao, who was wearing a white helmet and silver armor, had a white horse under his hips rushing into the Sima Fear Army like a silver flash.

Ma Chao waved a golden gun with a tiger head in his hand and displayed 36-channel volt wave spear technique. A long spear danced with silver light in the sky. The spear flashed across the crowd of yellow turban thieves like lightning. The spear stabbed and killed them. Above the vital points of the Yellow Turban thief, seven or eight people suddenly fell to the ground.

If Ma Chao is like a galloping lightning, Pound is like an overbearing thunder, with a spear in his hand sweeping across all directions, and the Yellow Turban thief flees without hope.

The two Xiliang cavalry were led by Ma Chao and Pound. They were divided into two groups, one from the left and the other to the Sima Fear. The Yellow Turban thief had been so frightened by the mighty Xiliang cavalry that he had forgotten to resist for a while.

boom!

The galloping Xiliang cavalry hit directly like a big mountain, and the impact of the unity of the horse and the horse was a thousand catties, and hitting the yellow turban thief was as if it were destroyed and unstoppable.

"what!"

The Yellow Turban thief in the front row was directly hit and flew out, knocking the soldiers behind to the ground, breaking their tendons.

In fact, as long as the Yellow Turban thieves line up tightly, raise their shields, and thousands of people are stacked together, they can easily block the front of the Xiliang cavalry. However, although the Yellow Turban thieves under Sima fears the Central Plains, they have never seen Cheng Jian. The cavalry of Xiliang was dumbfounded when he encountered Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

Especially the two leading generals of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry were Ma Chao and Pound, both of them were first-class fierce generals. The two of them rushed into the battle as the vanguard, and easily tore the army of Sima fearing the Chinese army.

"Xiliang Jinma Chao is here, can Sima fear a fight with me?"

Ma Chao yelled, majestic and prestigious, Sima fear was just defeated by Zhang Jaw, and he was scared a long time ago, and he witnessed Ma Chao's dignified mighty power among thousands of troops. Where would he dare to fight?

Pound shouted: "Meng Qixiu wants to compete with me. Today, Sima Fear's first class is about to be determined."

Ma Chao laughed: "Brother Ling Ming, there is no eye on the battlefield. Who can win Sima Fear's first rank? Whose credit is it? How about a comparison between you and me?"

Pound smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't make it? Kill!"

Ma Chao-Pang and the two of them talked and laughed freely in the army, as if removing Sima Fear's first level was just a matter of searching for something. The Xiliang cavalry behind him admired it, and the Yellow Turban thief around him was terrified as a tiger.

Sima Fear was anxious: "What are the front army doing? Don't entangle with the enemy army, come back quickly!"

Suddenly, the situation reversed instantly.