The World of Yellow Sky

For the bandits who have only a little leather armor for defense, every stab of the sharp Han army halberd is a life. When the halberd is retracted, the outstretched halberd blade will give those thieves who are lucky enough to rush through the halberd forest. The bandits were hit again.

The bandits did not have many long weapons at all, most of them were short soldiers, let alone the halberds of the Han army held by the Yellow Turbans. Knives to all kinds of strange weapons.

Chapter 54 Cutting the Horns of the Green Bull

One after another, the bandits fell under the strangulation of the Yellow Turban army.

A halberd protruding from the back of the shield easily harvested the lives of the bandits in front of the formation.

Although these Yellow Turbans had not trained anything at all, they still blocked the offensive of the bandits on the mountain road by virtue of their advantages.

At this moment, a hatchet flew out from the group of thieves, and hit the face of the sergeant beside Zhao Ji. a gap.

The bandit group was separated, and a fierce bandit with two horns on his head and wearing rotten iron armor stepped out from the crowd, and a dozen old bandits holding short soldiers shouted and jumped along with the fierce bandit. out.

This fierce bandit is Qing Niu Jiao, Qing Niu Jiao jumped out of the crowd, a few halberds flashed by his side, and leaped into the gap in the Yellow Turban army formation.

He raised his hand and took another axe. The sergeant who was about to step forward to replenish the array was cut off by the axe and fell to the ground on the spot.

Qing Niujiao pulled out the short axe, which was still standing with blood, from the front door of the dead sergeant, and the other short axe slammed into Zhao Ji, who was beside him.

In such a narrow place, Zhao Ji's halberd has no use at all, and there are no short soldiers on his body, so he can't resist effectively.

Fortunately, there is still a curved edge shield, and the short axe smashed on the curved edge shield, but the huge force still caused Zhao Ji to retreat.

At this moment, the three or four halberds in the formation were almost thrust out at the same time that Qing Niu Jiao forced Zhao Ji back, and Qing Niu Jiao's short axe slashed down.

With great force, two halberds were cut off, and the tip of the halberd fell directly to the ground.

Qing Niu Jiao roared and took a step forward abruptly. The axe in his right hand slashed out and embedded directly into the shoulder blade of a Yellow Turban sergeant in front of him.

The sergeant clutched his shoulder blades, and immediately let out a tragic wailing sound, and a sergeant next to him held a sword and tried to rescue him.

But the axe in the left hand of the green ox horn has also been split out with the sound of the wind. The sergeant's abdominal cavity without the protection of the armor is like a silk cloth, and the belly of Bai Huahua flows out from the gap.

The strength quickly disappeared from his body, and he fell to the ground softly, holding the intestines that flowed out of the abdominal cavity with both hands, trying hard to stuff the intestines back into his stomach.

More than a dozen old bandits behind Qingniujiao have also entered the formation, and the bandit group that was about to collapse has also reunited.

In the chaos of the Taihang Mountains, it is not unreasonable that Qingniujiao can become a big bandit in the mountains. Not to mention vision and strategy, only to talk about Qingniujiao's martial arts, which is one of the best in the Taihang Mountains.

The nickname Qing Niu Jiao was not named because of the bull horn helmet he wore on his head. The real Qing Niu Jiao meant that the double axe in his hand was like the two horns of a powerful green bull.

If the sergeants of the Yellow Turbans had been trained for several months, the strict military formation would have been able to stop Qing Niu Jiao, but there was simply no time for them to comfortably stay in the cottage for training.

Of the two hundred or so people, although nearly half of them are children of the three families, there are also some bandits who originally fell into Tiger Mountain.

After Qing Niu Jiao entered the battle, the morale of those robbers who fell into Tiger Mountain quickly disappeared.

These cunning ones all slowly retreated, waiting for the army formation to collapse, and then they each fled, but the captain of the Yellow Turban army beside them had already discovered their intentions.

Several heavy armored sergeants holding a ring-headed sword and more than [-] or [-] sergeants have blocked their way.

If it were just an ordinary bandit, perhaps with the advance of Qingniujiao, the formation would have been broken up, but the Yellow Turban army was not only composed of the children of the three families, but also the bandits of Luohu Mountain.

There are also a large number of yellow angels who are in charge.

One of the chiefs on the right was the first to react, and he pushed away the sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army who were standing beside him.

Almost at the same time, Qing Niu Jiao also found the captain of the Yellow Turban Army who was rushing towards the general with a knife around his head.

Looking at the black black iron armor on the body of the Yellow Turban Army Chief, Qing Niu Jiao couldn't help sinking.

Before rushing into the formation, he had noticed the unusual equipment of these people. These equipments were all too familiar to Qing Niu Jiao. Those elite Han troops who had appeared in the Taihang Mountains were dressed like this.

But on the battlefield, there was no room for the green horns to do what he thought, and the Shi Chang, who was carrying the flag, stabbed diagonally from the side with a knife around his head.

Qing Niu Jiao took a step back, and the hatchet in his left hand slashed down, hooking the ring-head knife with the tip of the axe under the hatchet, and the hatchet in his right hand circled a full semicircle and swung out suddenly.

"clang!"

The hatchet slashed heavily on the left shoulder of the Yellow Turban Army Chief, and the hatchet slashed heavily on the iron armor, and even splashed some sparks.

However, the short axe in Qing Niujiao's hand did not cut the iron armor, and the iron armor was only dented in the position of the axe blade.

The captain of the Yellow Turbans was knocked back a few steps by the huge force on the hatchet, and smashed the two sergeants to the ground.

There was a sharp pain in the left shoulder, and the left hand was almost unconscious.

Qing Niu Jiao stepped forward quickly, raised the short axe in both hands, and slashed at the fallen Yellow Turban Army Chief, but another knife with a ring head slashed towards his head from the slant.

At the juncture of life and death, Qing Niu Jiao flashed the incoming Huan Shou knife sideways, but the Huan Shou knife still cut through the rotten iron armor on his body, bringing out a string of blood beads from his chest.

A yellow turban army also wearing heavy armor rushed out from the side with the ring head knife that was not close to castration, the green bull horn roared, and the short axe in his right hand slashed at the team leader.

The Yellow Turban Army's team did not care about the danger on their heads at all, but instead bullied them and slammed their shoulders into Qing Niu's horns.

Qing Niu Jiao did not expect that the team would act like this at all. This was a powerful blow. Qing Niu Jiao only felt that his abdomen was hit by a giant tree, and then the whole person lost his balance, and the world in his eyes began to spin.

The violent impact almost made Qing Niujiao's body almost flipped over in the air, and fell heavily to the ground. The heavy blow made Qing Niujiao's vision blurred.

He struggled to stand up, looked up and looked forward. Two more yellow turban army chiefs in heavy armor came out from the crowded crowd.

In the crowd not far away, a khaki army flag and dozens of Yellow Turban sergeants holding halberds were also moving in his direction.

There was no screaming or wailing in his ears, only louder and louder tinnitus, Qing Niu Jiao suddenly felt a cold feeling coming from his neck.

Then, as if a big hand grabbed his hair, Qing Niu Jiao only felt the snow-white in front of him, and then fell into the darkness forever.

Chapter 55 Yellow Dragon

The Battle of Dwarf Mountain ended with the death of Qing Niu Jiao and Li Da Mu.

Nearly 100 bandits fell under the blade of the Yellow Turban Army led by Xu An, but the Yellow Turban Army's own casualties were only more than [-] people.

Even if it weren't for the more than forty sergeants who were killed or injured because of the beheading of the green ox horns, the number of casualties would not even be 100.

Originally, the humble camp built by the two rogues, Qingniujiao and Li Damu, has now become a place where they are imprisoned.

The camp was overwhelmed by more than 4000 bandits, among the 4000 bandits, 2000 of them belonged to Li Damu, and the other 2000 belonged to Qing Niujiao's subordinates.

This is also due to the casualties caused by the final counterattack of Qing Niu Jiao.

……

The flags of various colors and the messy tents that were originally erected on the top of the low mountain were almost all cleared by the sergeants of the yellow scarf, and the khaki flags fluttered on the top of the low mountain.

At this time, on the wall of Banyun Mountain, a middle-aged man with a short beard, wearing a suit of Han army iron armor, a khaki shirt, and a short beard, was looking at the fighting not far away in surprise. It was Huang Long, the leader of the Yellow Turbans in the Taihang Mountains.

He had already noticed the fighting outside the mountain, and the bandits who were blocking the entrance and exit of Banyun Mountain seemed to be attacked.

However, Huang Long didn't lead his troops out of the stronghold rashly. After all, the situation was unknown, and even if he was really ambushed, it was probably the enemy.

The biggest Yellow Turban force in the central Taihang Mountains is himself. The Yellow Turbans in the south and north are also in a deadlock. It is impossible to receive the news that he was besieged so quickly and come to help him.

The fighting in the distance has subsided. On the mountain road in front of the village gate, a horse suddenly flashed by. The knight on the horse was wrapped in a yellow turban, carrying a brow-pointing knife, and behind him were more than a dozen knights, all of whom were top leaders. Helmet.

The sudden appearance of the knights caused a little commotion among the Yellow Turbans on the wall of the village, but they were quickly suppressed by the bullets of the generals in the village.

Could it be another Yellow Turban army that attacked the bandits outside?

When Huang Long was in doubt, the Yellow Turban Cavalry had already reached the edge of the hunting bow's range.

"Grand Commander..."

A soldier of the Yellow Turban Army next to him saw that Huang Long was not moving, and could not help but stepped forward and reminded him.

"Don't let the arrows go yet and see what they say."

Huang Long came back to his senses, restrained the commotional archers, and let out half of his head to look at the knights outside the village from the gap in the wall.

When Huang Long's eyes first saw the face of the knight outside the walled wall, he instantly became excited.

"Quick, quick, quick, open the wall!"

"Commander, this..."

The soldier on the side was stunned for a moment.

"Hurry up and open the wall!"

"promise!"

The officers of the Yellow Turban Army did not dare to ask any further questions, and handed over their orders.

After a while, the large gate was opened with a creaking sound.

Liu Pi was stunned by this scene. Although they belonged to the Yellow Turbans, their identities had not yet been determined. Liu Pi and his party were still waiting for Huang Long to send someone to confirm their identities, and then they would discuss and negotiate...

A knight beside him couldn't believe it, and said in a low voice, "Here, Shuai Qu, this can't be deceitful... Why did Huanglong take the initiative to open the gate?"

Liu Bi frowned and felt that something was wrong: "It's really not right..."

At this time, there was a lot of people at the gate of the village, and suddenly a large group of soldiers appeared.

Liu Bi clenched the knife between his eyebrows tightly, and if something went wrong, he would immediately turn his horse's head around.

A familiar voice came from a soldier in the brigade: "Dare you ask if your Excellency is the commander of Runan Taiping Road, Liu Pi and Liu Qu?"

Then a middle-aged man in a khaki shirt strode out.

When Liu Pi saw the face of the person who came, he couldn't help showing a happy expression, and laughed loudly: "It's actually you?"

"Disciple Huang Ming pays respects to Qu Shuai."

Huang Long took another step forward and bowed down.

"Meet Qu Shuai!"

All the soldiers behind him, and even the sergeants on the wall of the village, all bowed down.

"I didn't expect that the famous Yellow Turban Army commander Huang Long is actually you!?"

Liu Pi rolled over and dismounted, and couldn't help laughing loudly. He thought he would have to spend more time talking, but he never thought that this Huanglong was actually his former disciple Huang Ming.

Huang Long stepped forward and said respectfully.

"My teacher helped me save my life ten years ago. I never thought that today not only did I save Huang Ming's life, but he also saved thousands of comrades in the village."

Liu Pi patted Huang Long on the shoulder and said with a smile: "The group of killers outside the mountain, a group of rabble, that's all, even if I don't come, I think of your Huang Ming's ability, I'm afraid I'll make them come and go."

Under the leadership of Huang Long, Liu Pi and his party went to the tent behind the wall, and sat down first and second.

Although he met his former mentor, Huang Long still had some doubts in his heart why Liu Pi entered the Taihang Mountains.

After the personal soldiers brought the meat, Huang Long couldn't help but ask, "Isn't my teacher under the command of a great teacher to fight in Jizhou?"

Speaking of the great teacher, Liu Pi's expression darkened.

After all, Huang Long is in the Taihang Mountains, and the news is not very convenient. At this time, it is only half a month before the battle of Xia Quyang. It is normal for Huang Long to not receive this news.

"Could it be..."

Looking at Liu Bi's gloomy face, Huang Long's heart sank...

"The great virtuous teacher and two generals have already returned to Huangtian..."

"We will have a decisive battle with the officers and soldiers in Xia Quyang..."

……

Listen to Liu Pi finish the battle in Quyang.

Huang Long only felt a suffocation in his heart.

I heard that Huangfu Song built the dead yellow turban into a "Jingguan"

It almost overturned the desk in front of him.

"Teacher, how did you come to the Taihang Mountains?"

Liu Pi paused for a while and continued: "From Jingshan Pass"

The mention of Jingjingguan made Huang Long's face a little embarrassed.

After all, Huanglong was unable to control the bandits in the mountains because of the great loss of strength due to the attack on the shaft.

Liu Pi also knew that Jingjingguan reminded Huang Long of the defeat, so he started another conversation and asked, "Now, in the middle of the Taihang Mountains, the bandits have been eliminated. What are your plans for the next step?"

"Intend……"

I don't know how many Yellow Turbans there are outside the village, but when Li Damu and Qing Niujiao sent troops to attack him, they had to gather less than 5000 people. Liu Pi and the others could defeat nearly 5000 people in a short period of time. power.

Ever since Huang Long lost his strength, he was dealing with disputes with the surrounding bandits every day, and he was constantly running around to feed the five or six thousand mouths in the village, including women and children.