Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Tens of thousands of troops have been mixed in a **** battle for a long time, the sun has risen to the middle of the sky, unknowingly, it has been **** battle for half a day.

Wei Gong was sweating in his hands.

Xu Shuai's plan has been successful. The Chinese army of the official army has been besieged by Tuan Tuan. The red-faced and black-faced can only fight between trapped beasts, defeating the official army and sweeping Qingzhou is just around the corner.

At this moment, a rumbling of horseshoes suddenly sounded, and Wei Gong's heart was shocked and he looked up.

Hundreds of horses galloped from the battlefield, their horses hoofed, and the top helmet and armor in the lead, and a long rod in his hand curled into a circle. There was no one to be taken wherever he went, as if he was coming straight to himself.

"Wei Shuai, it seems that the officers and army cavalry are coming towards us, how about we...retreat?"

Wei Gong frowned: "No, if the flag is down, the three armies will be defeated, you must stick to it!"

In ancient wars, the three armies fell behind in combat communications. They marched when the drums sounded, and they retreated when the gold sounded. When retreating troops, they would retreat in which direction they saw the flag. Once the flag is gone, and all armies don't know where to retreat, they are bound to be defeated, and it will be difficult to gather the defeated troops at that time.

Just as Wei Gong was thinking about it, Liu Ye led his team of more than a hundred horses to swept over. The Yellow Turban thief was either directly defeated, or fleeing to the wings with fright, and did not dare to compete with Liu Ye.

Wei Gong’s generals were exposed nakedly under Liu Ye’s soldiers, and the power of more than a hundred horses charging forward was vaguely irresistible.

Wei Gong drew the sword in his hand, pretending to be a fierce look on his face, but in fact his arms couldn't help shaking.

"Liu Yuqing, come on!"

Wei Gong forcibly raised his courage, roared, and cut out a long knife.

Liu Ye just broke through the realm of the grandmaster yesterday, how to put the siege in his eyes, with the help of the galloping horse, the long stab in his hand stabbed Wei Gong to the heart, his legs clamped the horse belly, and the other Pulling out the ring knife with his hand, he cut off Wei Gong's head and tied it around the horse's neck.

Liu Ye swung the sword with human blood in his hands, and the flagpole snapped.

When the Licheng army saw the yellow turban thief falling down the flag, they all cheered.

"Flag down!"

"The Thief Chief is dead!"

Hearing the shouts of the Licheng Army on the flank of the Yellow Turban Thief, he couldn’t help but look back. He just saw the yellow flag slowly falling to the ground, and countless horseshoes were trampled on the flag, and the yellow turban flag was trampled directly. Full of dust.

Guan Hai sighed, but still cheered up.

"The flag is down, why don't you drop it early!"

After seeing the flag down, the Yellow Turban thief had no fighting spirit in his heart. When Guan Hai made a sound, he had no fighting spirit in his heart. But after all, he was a thief and he didn't dare to surrender, so he didn't fight. , And went away immediately.

The Yellow Turban thieves ran in all directions. If you leave it alone, you will definitely not be able to farm in peace and gather as a bandit in the future. However, Liu Ye is not a Qingzhou governor, and a small calendar city can’t afford so many Yellow Turban thieves, so he doesn’t care. .

The most important thing now is the thief!

After smashing the 10,000 flanks of the Yellow Turban thief under the commander of the Wei Palace, Liu Ye called Guan Hai and the surrounding cavalry to his side. The cavalry of the Licheng Army accompanied Liu Ye in a burst of battles, losing a lot, but captured from the Yellow Turban thief. Some war horses, so the cavalry continued to increase, increasing to more than 300 horses.

More than three hundred horses gathered in front of the battle. Liu Ye and Guan Hai were the first soldiers, while the two thousand foot soldiers were due to the forbidden commander. Although they had just experienced a **** battle, the Licheng army who defeated the Yellow Turban flank was full of morale. Full of fighting spirit.

Xu He, who was watching from a distance, saw this scene, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and glanced behind him...

Liu Ye broke through the flank of the Yellow Turban, and the Yellow Turban Army was inevitably affected. This slightly eased the pressure on the Youzhou Army, and the three brothers Liu Bei breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard that Liu Yuqing broke tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves in Jinan with thousands of people. It seems that the rumors are true."

Zhang Fei tried his best to kill a yellow turban thief, laughing: "Big brother, it seems that we owe Liu Yuqing a life-saving love."

Guan Yu sighed: "In time, this grace will be repaid."

At this time, Liu Ye had led more than three hundred horses, gathered into a sharp line, and pierced into the Yellow Turban thieves' army. The yellow turban elite soldiers are besieging Liu Bei's army at the moment, and the surrounding soldiers are all miscellaneous soldiers. How can they resist the cavalry's edge?

The cavalry suddenly tore the Yellow Turban thief's line apart, and Yu Jin was the calm commander in command of the infantry to expand the battle. Suddenly, he tore the Yellow Turban thief's position in half. They could not care about each other and had to fight separately.

Lehe was attacking the Youzhou Army with a fierce warlord, and it was about to happen, but Liu Ye led the troops suddenly to come in. The yellow turban soldiers on the periphery suddenly messed up, and the yellow turban soldiers who were about to succeed were also a little flustered. .

"Don't mess up! Destroy the Youzhou Army first, then come back and deal with the Licheng Army!"

"If we win this battle, we can enter Linzi City to drink and eat meat. Everyone has a field!"

Lehe tried his best to boost the morale of the yellow turban thief, but the morale of the yellow turban thief who experienced repeated battles has long been exhausted. As the enemy of more than 300 cavalry, they retreated to the left and right, making the yellow turban soldiers immediately uncovered. Before the cavalry's spear slid, even the skin felt a bit of tingling.

Liu Ye held up Changlu high, and was the first one to take the lead to enter the yellow turban elite soldiers, one shot from left to right, no one could stop him. Guan Hai followed closely. The two of them opened a gap for the cavalry with one stroke and a knife. More than three hundred horses immediately rushed into the battle. The yellow turban soldiers who were attacked by the enemy were in great chaos.

When Liu Bei saw this, he raised his double-stranded sword: "The whole army fights back!"

The Youzhou Army, which had been defending before, was beaten by the yellow turban elite soldiers. Now, hearing Liu Bei's order to counterattack, he immediately roared and went out to join Liu Ye's subordinates. The second general Guan Zhang is a sword. The spear was brandished and the slaying began. About Zhang Liuguan and the four fierce generals, the Youzhou Army and the Licheng cavalry were so powerful that they couldn't support the Yellow Turban soldiers. Start a small rout.

Upon seeing this, Lehe was furious, and swung a knife to kill a yellow-turbaned pawn: "Those who retreat, kill without mercy!"

"Huh, XX killed you first."

At this moment, the strong wind was blowing, a black helmet and black armor, black horse and black face, the black man broke out from the siege of the Yellow Turban thief, the snake spear in his hand twisted and stabled towards Lehe.

Lehe was shocked, too late to resist. The spear had come like the wind and plunged into Lehe’s chest suddenly. The **** spear tip penetrated Lehe’s chest as if it had pierced through a layer of paper. , He threw the corpse to the ground with a flick, as if throwing away a torn sacks.