The World of Yellow Sky

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

Zhang Liang closed his eyes and listened to the shouts like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.

Brother, I, Zhang Liang, will build the world of Huangtian you are looking forward to for you.

Zhang Liang opened his sleeping phoenix eyes, pulled out the sword from his waist, held the sword high, and shouted: "Go out!!!!"

Chapter 3 Fighting Guangzong ([-])

At two o'clock, the Yellow Turbans came into battle.

First, dozens of teams of Yellow Turban knights rushed out of the camp outside the city. They chased and fought with dozens of teams of Han cavalry in the field outside Guangzong City to clear the field for the subsequent army.

Compared to the Han army with a strict military formation, the Yellow Turbans who came out were like a group of rabble. A few months ago, they were just a group of ants struggling to survive.

Even now, gathering under Huang Tian's banner, they are still just a group of peddlers and lowly farmers in essence.

But they were not afraid at this time, and shouted "Wan Sheng!" to face the most powerful Han army in this era. A single shirt, or topless.

Countless Yellow Turbans slowly walked out of the camp gate, and the khaki water slowly poured out. The Yellow Turbans, who had gone through several months of battle, were a little chaotic, but they were still battle-hardened; Start the array.

Several teams of Han army knights bypassed the Yellow Turban cavalry and wanted to take the opportunity to attack the Yellow Turban army, but they were quickly repelled by the high morale of the Yellow Turban Army.

The yellow turban army rolled forward, forming an endless forest of spears and halberds. The yellow turban warriors in the front had covered the entire front, and the yellow turban soldiers in the rear seemed to be endless.

The sound of the war drums on the city sounded, and countless warriors held the drumsticks high and beat the war drums fiercely, and the thick sound of war drums echoed throughout the battlefield.The warlocks of the Yellow Turban Army also began to cast spells on the towers, either holding magic swords, or holding five-color command flags, or holding chimes, copper bells, and tokens.

The gate of Guangzong City was wide open, and the banner of the khaki-colored great virtuous teacher and general Rengong slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Liang wears a black iron jacket, with a yellow scarf tied in front of his forehead and a yellow velvet tassels on the top; he wears black iron heavy armor, a khaki shirt, thick rope leggings, wide armor knee pads, and leggings. Wearing red copper knee pads and wearing tiger-headed boots, he rode out on a white horse.

Behind him, He Yi, Liu Pi, Huang Shao, He Man, Zhang Kai, Gong Du and other dozens of Yellow Turban generals followed closely.

The Yellow Turban Army was divided into four armies by Zhang Liang. The former army was led by Zhang Kai, and the left and right armies were led by He Yi and He Man.With their backs against the Yellow Turban camp outside the city, they lined up to fight.

Zhang Liang rode his horse to the front of the formation. Behind him, He Yi was holding a flag of Rengong and General embroidered with gold borders, while He Man was holding high a khaki-colored banner of great virtuous teachers, which was more than one foot high.

Zhang Liang held his halberd high and led a group of generals of the Yellow Turban Army galloping past in front of the Yellow Turban army. Wherever the flag of the generals went, countless Yellow Turban troops were holding their weapons high, shouting "Wan Sheng" to the Zhang Liang responded frantically, until now the morale of the Yellow Turban army has climbed to its peak.

At this time, Xu An was wearing a simple leather armor and was standing in the army, looking at the yellow turban robes around him who were screaming fiercely and arrogantly.

Thinking of what he had seen and heard along the way, when Zhang Liang rode a war horse past him, he couldn't help raising his spear and shouting for victory.Looking around, the crowd was full of people, as if they were in the ocean.

Beside Xu An, there was a half-sized boy who only reached his shoulders. The boy was holding the flag of the team that belonged to Xu An tightly in both hands. Due to the excessive force, his hands were shaking slightly, and his knuckles were slightly white.His clothes were tattered, only the yellow scarf on his head was intact.

The child's name is Zhang Ji, and I don't know his age. When he first arrived at Xu An's chest, Xu An picked him up beside the official road. He became Xu An's standard bearer in the Yellow Turbans.

Xu An reached out and patted Zhang Ji's slightly trembling shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, just follow me."

Huangfu Song sat on the top of the commanding platform, only to hear the sound of ten thousand victories, one after the other, his face changed slightly, and he knew something was wrong. At the end, if you don't fight, I'm afraid your morale will plummet.

Huangfu Song was under as much pressure as Zhang Liang at this time. He led the elites of the Han army from all over the country, and even the forbidden army to help. If he also lost, I am afraid that the Yellow Turbans will be like wildfire, forming a prairie prairie, and the big Han will be destroyed. Swallowing, Huangfu Song let out a sigh of turbidity.

A flag in hand.

"Get out!"

The flags flew on the handsome stage, and the war drums on the high platform were also beaten by the warriors. The strong drum beats on the chests of the soldiers of the Han army, and the warriors all around spoke loudly.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

Seeing the flag of the commanding station waving, Sun Jian, who had been waiting in the front line for a long time, took the lead, and behind him, countless soldiers of the Han army shouted and marched forward.Nearly [-] troops marched out slowly.The Han troops on both sides also marched out in response to the flag.

The Han army stretched out its wings and stretched its sharp beak, and walked towards the Yellow Turban army under the city.

At five o'clock, the Han army attacked!

As the leading general of the front line, Sun Jian beheaded countless Yellow Turban generals and was called the Jiangdong Tiger in the army. When the flaming red flag moved, it caused a "mighty" sound like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.

Zhang Liang stood in front of the Yellow Turban Army, and saw the red flag of the Han Army flying in the distance, and the fiery red torrent came rushing forward.But at this moment, Zhang Liang has no fear at all, because behind him are the people of Huang Tian!

Zhang Liang led the troops back to the formation, stood on the handsome stage and issued a series of military orders calmly, the command flags around the handsome stage flew from time to time, and the yellow turban sentries with feathers on their backs shuttled through the aisles of the phalanx.

The distance of two miles, the Han army arrived in a moment, and hundreds of armored cavalry surrounded Sun Jian and stood at the forefront of the front army of the Han army.The four generals, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, Han Dang, and Zu Mao, followed closely behind.

At a hundred paces, the Han army slowly accelerated its pace, and the crossbow in the Yellow Turban army suddenly launched. Dozens of wooden spears flew out of the formation. Only a wave of spear rain took away the lives of dozens of Han troops.

An unfortunate Han army leader was dressed into a gourd together with the two soldiers behind him, but it did not have much impact on the Han army with nearly [-] troops.In the fiery torrent, even the waves did not appear.

The black army soldiers of the Han army swept forward like a turbulent tide, the command flag in front changed, and countless generals and colonels in the Han army formation shouted at the same time.

"Raise your shield!"

Countless Han army soldiers raised their large shields and moved forward slowly. A large number of feather arrows from the Yellow Turbans shot out. Through the large shields, the armor leaves shot into the bodies of the Han army soldiers, and the momentum of the Han army's charge followed. pause.

However, the soft bows of the Yellow Turbans did not do much damage to the Han troops. Except for a few people who fell to the ground, more Han troops still stepped forward.

The two armies were separated by forty paces and entered the best range. The Han army crossbowmen immediately fired several waves of arrows to counterattack. Although the Yellow Turbans had already erected large shields in the front line, the heavy arrows fired by the Han army were still under attack. From time to time someone fell, and the armor of the Yellow Turbans was too scarce.

The two armies were thirty paces apart. At this time, the flag of the Yellow Turban Army General's Platform was suddenly waved forward, and the fierce drums of war suddenly sounded.

The formation of the Yellow Turban formation, which was like a tortoise shell, broke open immediately. The yellow turban warriors in the front attacked with their shields upright, and the yellow turban warlocks behind them held magical instruments and recited words.

At the same time, loud drums were heard from the Han army.

"mighty!!!"

"Mighty!!!" Thousands of Han army soldiers shouted in unison to face the Yellow Turbans, and the fiery red straight line turned into a curve.

In the blink of an eye, the fiery torrent hit the yellow tide. Amid the screaming and killing of the mountains and tsunamis, the two armies faced each other. Ji Ge harvested cheap human lives on the battlefield, and the tragic hand-to-hand combat began!

The horns blared loudly, the drums were full, and the formations on both sides were rushed into chaos. land.

In a dignified formation, thousands of people lined up, the brave must not be the first, and the cowardly must not be the last.

Cong guns poked, Cong guns stabbed, slashed with random knives, and killed him indiscriminately.

Just rushing in together, it's hard to change hands, how can you move left and right.

When one person turns back, the public is suspicious, and when one person moves, the public will also seize their hearts, so there is no room for advancing or retreating.

The armies of the two sides were entangled, swords, spears, swords and halberds collided with each other, and sparks even burst out under the heavy blow. Every minute and every second, countless heroes of the Han family died in the battlefield, and the soldiers of the two armies went crazy in the pool of blood. The wielding blade, fighting for life on the battlefield!

On the field of Guangzong, the fiery red torrent hit the khaki tortoise shell in waves, and the Han army moved forward one after another. The tortoise shell array made it impossible for the Han army's ferocious crane's wings and sharp beak to find any flaws.

Although the Han army had strong armor and sharp blades, the Yellow Turbans were not afraid of death, and exchanged their lives for their lives. After a stalemate, the Han army was repelled for a while.

The marching drums sounded, and the Han army rushed up again. The soldiers of the two sides were once again entangled, and the two armies had already fallen into a fierce battle. At this time, a desolate horn sounded suddenly in the Han army, and there were extremely heavy footsteps. The sound was like a horse's hoof stepping on the ground, and the army of the Han army opened wide.

The yellow turban soldiers in front of them suddenly became enlightened, and then suddenly there were countless heavy infantry soldiers in the Han army, all covered in armor and almost without gaps. They were the sharp soldiers of the Han army!

One of the leading generals was wearing a black iron armor carved with a leopard head, holding an ancient pine-patterned ingot knife with a long pole, and his fiery red shirt squeaked in the wind. It was Sun Jian, the fierce tiger of Jiangdong!

"Children, follow me forward!"

Just when the soldiers in the front line of the two armies are doing their best, the Han army is sharp!Come out!

Armed with a sword and a shield and dressed in heavy armor, the Han army warriors rushed towards the Yellow Turban army like a slaughtered beast under the leadership of Sun Jian.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turbans were in a panic for a while, and a Yellow Turban waiter stood up and tried to stabilize the army.

But the wolves and tigers of the Han army came in a blink of an eye. Although countless spears pierced from the Yellow Turbans, they were completely unable to stop them. reaping the life of the moth thief in front of him.

The large shields and heavy armor on their bodies blocked most of the attacks. A few people were assassinated through the gaps in the armor, and only a very small number of armors were pierced by the Yellow Turbans armed with iron weapons.

Sun Jian was like a beast in human form. With a wave of Gu Ding Dao, only the Yellow Turban Army Marquis in front of him screamed.

When the Yellow Turbans all around saw that the soldier was killed, they all shouted and killed him.

Sun Jian bullied him, stretched out his ape arm, clamped the attacking bamboo spear, turned the ancient ingot knife in his hand, and several yellow turban soldiers fell to the ground immediately.

In the direction of the long sword, the spears, shields and armor were all shattered, and the soldiers and generals were all invincible.

In a short period of time, under the leadership of Sun Jian, the soldiers of the Han army even defeated several units of the Yellow Turbans, and Sun Jian even killed fourteen officers and officers of the Yellow Turbans.

Like the lord of the devil descending from the sky, he is really the Taisui god on earth!

Chapter 4 Fighting Guangzong ([-])

The Yellow Turbans were in the middle of the army, and the big flag on the turret was danced by the wrestlers, and then the drums suddenly became urgent.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

Shouting slogans, the Yellow Turban Army Yellow Angels came out with the sound of hurried drums.

The Yellow Angels are like the Han army warriors. They are also wearing heavy armor and holding swords and shields. They are all veterans of a hundred battles carefully selected by Zhang Jiao from the Yellow Turban Army to deal with the Han army's sharp attack.

Compared with the well-trained warriors of the Han army, they may not have enough combat skills, but they are not afraid of death. They have already dedicated everything to Huang Tian, ​​including their lives!

Under the leadership of Liu Pi and Huang Shao, the two Yellow Turbans, the Yellow Angels holding a sword and a shield finally stopped the attack of the Han Ruishi.

However, several other assaults in the front of the Han army were not over, the fourth Jiangdong generals were still advancing steadily, and the Yellow Turban formation was still in jeopardy.

Xu An was in the left army of the Yellow Turban Army at this time. Although he avoided the front line of the Han army, he was still under a lot of pressure.

Xu An clenched the long spear in his hand, and separated a shot at Chang Ge. The long spear in his hand took advantage of the situation and stabbed the front of the Han army soldier in the throat.

A bloody arrow spewed out, and the Han soldiers fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

Several more Han troops came out with their shields up and cut several Yellow Turbans, but they were immediately stabbed to the ground by the bamboo spears stretched out by the Yellow Turbans.The halberd troops of the Han army in front took this opportunity to move forward quickly, the halberd stabbed out, and killed more than a dozen yellow turban soldiers.

The yellow turban soldiers around, the thin linen clothes could not stop the sharp halberds of the Han army, and they fell one by one, like weeds being trampled on the roadside.

Xu An led the soldiers beside him to fight and retreat, and the team led the flag beside him was still firmly in the hands of the fool Zhang Ji.

When the army fought for a long time, Xu An's soldiers changed batch after batch, countless people fell in front of the battle, and countless people stood in the front row from the back row.

Only the silly boy Zhang Ji remembered Xu An's instructions, and still followed Xu An firmly behind him. He held up Xu An's team leading flag, and it was with this team leading the flag that more and more people were washed away. The Yellow Turban soldiers gathered beside Xu An.

The Yellow Turbans of the Left Army were crumbling under the onslaught of wave after wave of the Han army.

There was also a sound of beheading the generals and capturing the flag from the Han army formation. Compared with other Yellow Turban formations that were in rout, Xu An's fairly well-organized formation was particularly conspicuous.

Yan Zhong had already discovered this unusual yellow turban above the turrets of the Han army's right front.

The flag was flying, and the sentry came out from the turret with the military order. Under the leadership of the military marquis of Benqu, the Han army began to slowly move towards Xu An's direction.

The generals of the Yellow Turbans were either disciples of Taiping Dao or soldiers who had made great achievements in combat, or even veteran soldiers who were directly promoted because of the expansion of the team. Xu An became the leader of the team in this situation.

The generals and schools of the Han army almost all practiced their martial arts since childhood. Unlike the generals and schools of the Yellow Turbans who became monks, they were all professional soldiers, so the death rate of the Yellow Turbans generals and schools was simply terrifying.

On the battlefield of cold weapons, in addition to military equipment, morale is also particularly important. The fanatical atmosphere of the Yellow Turbans also affects these generals. Even if they know they are defeated, many Yellow Turbans will still choose to face the enemy.

The large number of deaths of the Yellow Turbans also led to the collapse of the army formation. The Yellow Turban soldiers who lost the generals and colonels could only run towards the nearest stable army formation on the battlefield.

The disintegrated soldiers even broke up several solid military formations.Xu An was already in a state of desperation at this time, and more and more soldiers gathered, and there were already more than 400 people around him.

Said to be the team rate, in fact, is already fulfilling the post of military candidate.Originally, several senior leaders in the team were quickly promoted by him, and they were divided into left and right in the formation, so they barely maintained the army formation.

"Xu Da, you bring people to the front of the army formation, anyone who attacks the army formation! Whether it is an enemy or a friend, kill without mercy!!!

Xu An pulled a burly and strong man beside him, and now he was already insane. no longer exists.

The entire battlefield was divided into several pieces. In some places, like Xu An's side, army formations were formed to support each other. In some places, the army formations were already broken by the Han army, and the defeated soldiers were driven by the Han army to flee.

Xu An didn't want to die, he would have a bright future, he could have lived comfortably in a peaceful and prosperous world, but he was confused in this desperate and chaotic world, and was frightened on this battlefield.

The gong chips on the dinner table are intertwined, and the colorful neon lights of the city and the bloody battlefield are crazily intertwined in front of Xu An's eyes, stimulating Xu An's nerves.

Xu An laughed wildly, almost burst into tears.

He shouted hysterically at the swarming Han army: "Hahahahaha, do you all want to kill me, come on! Come on! Come on! Bring me all of them! The good head is in Xu'an's place. On your shoulders, come and take it!!"

Looking up, the black army soldiers of the Han army swarmed with their halberds held high. The dense and hurried footsteps flashed in front of my eyes like a warning signal. Ringing in the ear.

Xu An roared angrily, pulled out the ring-head knife around his waist, and led the ragged moth thief behind him to meet the black Han army!

The entire battlefield has become a mess, the Han army and the Yellow Turban army are intertwined, and countless lives wither every minute and every second.

"The soldiers on the front line are all fighting with blood! General Huangfu let us watch it here? Do you think that my Luoyang children are all wine bags and rice bags!?"

Cao Cao was restless at this time, the Han army and the Yellow Turbans had been fighting for nearly an hour, but the Han cavalry led by Cao Cao seemed to have been forgotten by Huangfu Song.

With a gloomy face, he looked at the turret where Huangfu Song was located in the distance, and only felt that there was a mass of evil fire in his heart.

In the middle of the Han army, the sentry cavalry with feathers on its back finally brought the order of Huangfu Song.