"Liaodong, Liaoxi cavalry, charge!!!"

A thick voice resounded in the space like thunder.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who were scrambling for food in the wilderness were shocked on the spot.

The Yellow Turbans looked into the distance, and the cavalry coming from afar created a dust storm that covered the sky.

At a glance, there was no idea how many reinforcements there were.

"Are the cavalry from Liaodong and Liaoxi coming?" The Yellow Turban leader of Youzhou almost stared at the ground.

"How is it possible?!"

"Don't we need to be on guard against the grassland bastards over there?"

"All return to Jicheng to rescue?"

The clever Yellow Turban soldiers quickly picked up the food on several deer carts and turned around and ran.

The panic spread rapidly among the Yellow Turbans.

By the time the Youzhou leader reacted, many of the Yellow Turban soldiers beside him had already run away.

The remaining ones also tried their best to scramble for the food on the deer carts.

The whole scene became even more chaotic.

"It's over, it's all over!" The Yellow Turban leader was completely disheartened.

With so many reinforcements, he didn't have the courage to fight.

Yesterday, he was still in the big tent, dreaming of breaking through Jicheng, sitting in the hall of the official temple, and dragging all the landlords down to behead them.

But today, he was attacked by so many reinforcements.

He was completely disheartened.

The power he had finally obtained collapsed on the spot.

"Assault!" Gongsun Zan issued the military order at the right time.

Two thousand Youzhou cavalry followed him and roared out.

The loud voice spread from the city to the wilderness.

The Yellow Turban soldiers were filled with panic.

Many Yellow Turbans returned to the camp with food and hurried to find their families.

Knowing that they could no longer hold on here, the Yellow Turbans fled in all directions.

The entire camp was full of people fleeing out.

"Master Liu's plan is really amazing!"

Gongsun Yue, who led a thousand cavalrymen and tied some small trees to the horses' tails to create momentum, was very excited when he saw the collapse of the Yellow Turbans.

One hundred thousand Yellow Turbans were like dogs that had lost their homes.

No fighting spirit.

Fled on their own.

The entire wilderness was filled with Yellow Turban soldiers like headless flies.

In chaos and without any order.

Liu Yu came with three commanders and 1,500 village soldiers.

"Yunchang Yide Ziyi."

"Those who throw away their weapons and kneel on the ground will be ignored for the time being."

"But those who resist will be killed immediately!"

"Yes!" The three commanders responded and rushed out with 500 soldiers each.

Guan Yu locked his eyes on the Yellow Turban leader who turned around and fled in the Yellow Turban formation, and shouted in a deep voice: "Enemy general, where are you going to escape!"

It was as if his legs were infused with huge power.

His speed suddenly increased, and he broke away from the team running fast, increased his speed again, and rushed forward.

His two legs seemed to disappear in space.

"This old Guan is really fast!" Zhang Fei exclaimed.

"It's a pity that the owner of the manor specifically told not to ride horses, otherwise I would kill a lot of people."

"Yide, help me roar!" Guan Yu, who was galloping, did not forget to shout and tell him.

"You old Guan, you just remembered it now." Zhang Fei took a deep breath and roared fiercely.

"Hey!!!"

A huge sound like a huge bell exploded instantly.

It spread forward.

The yellow turban soldiers whose ears were drilled by the sound wave stood there in a daze.

The yellow turban leader who had just turned around and ran away twitched his mouth, and suddenly lost his strength.

His body stood stiffly in the wilderness.

His head was buzzing, and he had no consciousness left, and it was a mess.

"The thief general will die!"

Guan Yu charged into the enemy group alone and took the enemy general.

He raised his sword and fell, and the head fell to the ground.

"The Yellow Turban thief general is dead, you surrender immediately!!"

"Otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!!"

Guan Yu stood with his sword across his body, and his tall body looked like a god descending from heaven.

With the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, he looked contemptuous of the world.

On the city wall, Liu Yan was shocked, "Where did this general come from?"

"Why is he so powerful?"

"More powerful than Gongsun..."

The words that were about to come out were held back by him.

He almost said that he was much more powerful than Gongsun Zan.

Liu Yan's eyes were fixed on the strong man holding a big sword in the wilderness.

The big man holding a sword was more than a head taller than the others and his body was almost twice as wide.

He was simply the bravest man in the world.

Liu Yan was very envious.

If he had such a general under his command, wouldn't he be very at ease?

How dare the thieves come to him to cause trouble?

Send this big man out, and kill the soldiers and generals.

No one can be a match!

Liu Yan made up his mind that after the battle, he must meet the man in person.

No matter what the cost, he mustTake down the knife-wielding man.

Stay in Jicheng and become Liu Yan's retainer.

"Those who surrender will be spared!"

Zhang Fei and Taishi Ci followed closely behind, leading their soldiers into the Yellow Turban formation.

The loud roar made the Yellow Turban soldiers panic.

Kneeled on the ground quickly and threw away their weapons.

They didn't even dare to run away, and trembled on the ground, begging for surrender.

Whether it was the big bearded man who just killed Qu Shuai, or the black-faced man who ran over now.

Or the man who threw out his hand halberd continuously and stabbed several Yellow Turban soldiers who wanted to escape.

They were all so powerful that they couldn't imagine.

And the soldiers brought by the three men were all extremely strong.

Whenever they encountered a Yellow Turban who didn't surrender and wanted to resist, they would cut their weapons and people in half with one knife.

The Yellow Turban soldiers had never seen such a weapon that could cut through iron like mud.

It was really terrifying.

"Great!"

Gongsun Yue, who led a thousand cavalrymen and was rampant among the Yellow Turbans, repeatedly poked the Wanlian Steel Spear in his hand.

A hole was made with each poke.

It was extremely easy.

The steel spear in his hand was not only light but also very sharp.

It seemed that no one could stop a general of his level.

Gongsun Zan, with his cavalry, also shouted the slogan of "those who surrender will be spared from death".

Divided into several groups, they chased the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers everywhere.

Killed some dishonest ones, and the rest knelt on the ground and begged for surrender.

On the city wall, Liu Yan stared at the wilderness in a daze.

The figures of the three big men were reflected in his vision, making him unforgettable.

And the weapons in the hands of the soldiers brought by the other side were extremely sharp.

The battle scene opened his eyes.

Before, Gongsun Zan told him how sharp the weapons of Tiezhuang were, but in his impression, it was just a description.

Now, the real scene appeared before his eyes.

It made him realize more how important the difference in weapons was.

Although those infantrymen were ordinary soldiers, none of them were a match for the Yellow Turbans.

After just a face-to-face encounter, he was split in half by the infantrymen.

Although the scene was bloody, Liu Yan was very excited.

With such weapons and equipment, he would not have to worry about anything.

He stood on tiptoes and looked into the distance.

Behind the infantrymen, a figure of a scholar in a long robe came into view.

Combined with the weapons used by those infantrymen before, a name emerged in his mind.

The owner of Tiezhuang, Liu Yu Liu Chengzhi!

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