The World of Yellow Sky

When the manpower was finally exhausted, the fighting with the cold weapons also consumed the physical strength of the soldiers of the two armies.

Yang Fengjun's soldiers did not launch a pursuit, because many of the village walls were damaged. Under the command of the leader, they hurriedly repaired the broken walls.

But Xu An didn't give them too much time to repair the wall. The sergeants of the Yellow Turbans who were in groups shouting "Wan Sheng" have already pressed up again. They are a new force, still crazy. The battle is fierce, and the morale is still high.

Time passed by little by little, and the battle situation on the front line became more and more intense.

Originally, Xu An just launched a wave of attacks tentatively, but it turned into a secret wrestling between Huang San, Yu Du, Gong Du, and no one was willing to fall behind.

Even Huang San of the left formation had already crossed the wall, and a fierce battle broke out between the two armies in the village.

However, Xu An felt a little uneasy in his heart at this time. Yang Feng had repeatedly defeated the Han army, but now he was completely suppressed. He had no strength to fight back at all.

"Gong Du, you take five hundred cavalry to the central boundary of the left and center formations, and you can support the two formations at any time."

Xu An still couldn't put his mind down, he turned his head and instructed Gong Du, who was on a plate.

"promise."

Gong Du hurriedly walked down the high platform with a sound of harmony, turned over and mounted the warhorse brought by the guards and walked away.

In less than a moment, under the leadership of Gong Du, hundreds of knights quickly jumped out of the Yellow Turban formation. Seeing the knights whizzing away, Xu An's heart finally calmed down.

But at this time, the situation on the battlefield has changed.

The sound of the war drums on the top of the mountain suddenly became urgent, as violent as thunder, and the whimpering horn sounded throughout the entire Chishiling.

not good!Xu An stood up and walked quickly to the leaning rail of the high platform, only to see a large number of black flags suddenly appear on the mountain road on the right of Kuxing Dazhai, and a team of horses galloped down the mountain road.

Like a sharp blade, it slashed into the attacking Yellow Turban formation.

At the same time, a large number of black flags also appeared on both sides of the mountainside camp, and launched a fierce attack on the Yellow Turban formation.

Only the direction of the river valley camp, there is no unexpected situation for the time being.

Xu An's face sank like water. He didn't expect Yang Feng to have a horse team in his hands, and the information Yu Du gave him did not mention Yang Feng's horse team.

Looking at the number of black flags in the left formation, I am afraid that there are four or five hundred cavalry.

Gong Du's also noticed the change in the left formation. At this time, regardless of the horse's physical strength, the cavalry formation also began to speed up and gallop towards the left formation.

As for the mountainside camps, Gong Du was all cavalry, and he wanted to help the left formation, so he could not help the middle formation.

Thinking of this, Xu An raised the whip in his hand and ordered: "Bai Rao, you bring two sergeants and quickly respond to Du and Sui Gu."

"promise!"

Standing on the side, Bai Rao, who was so anxious, got Xu An's military order.

It was still too impulsive, Xu An felt a little bored at this time, and the large-scale mobilization of troops was indeed a bit beyond his current ability, and he lacked control over the battlefield situation.

Fortunately, his opponent was only Yang Feng, not Huangfu Song, so he could still afford to lose.

He now has less than a handful of generals and commanders, and none of his military advisors. All strategies and military strategies can only be formulated by himself.

And he is not a famous general, but this battle made Xu An realize many of his shortcomings.

Chapter 97 合战赤石岭（六）

When the black flag just flashed on the mountain road, Huang San immediately discovered Yang Fengjun's horse team.

But at this time, the Yellow Turbans on the left were fighting with Yang Fengjun in the camp, and directly exposed the unsuspecting right side to the horse team galloping on the mountain road.

A big flag with the character "Xu" in white on a black background came out first, Xu Huang clamped the horse's belly, and the horse neighed with a long neigh, and immediately strode down the mountain road with four hooves. Xu Huang only felt a headwind coming towards him. The flags behind him rattled in the strong wind.

The sound of the hoofs of the more than [-] horses gathered together, as loud as the sound of skyrocketing river water, and Xu Huang was on the cusp of the storm.

A sergeant who was directing the sergeant to advance suddenly felt that the ground he was standing on seemed to be shaking, and even had the illusion that he was standing unsteadily, and then a thunderous muffled sound appeared in his ears.

Mu Ran looked back and saw that on the mountain road on the right, Yang Fengjun's horse team had already rushed towards this side with overwhelming momentum.

The officer of the Yellow Turban Army couldn't help being frightened back half a step. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to order the sergeants around him to turn their guns to form an army formation, but it seemed like something was stuck in his throat, preventing him from making a sound.

Xu Huang, who was wearing an iron armor, took the lead, and the strong wind blew his white shirt that covered his armor.

At this time, Xu Huang had already raised the speed of the horse to the fastest speed, and the long axe drew a fan shape and slammed into the army formation of the Yellow Turbans. Several sergeants of the Yellow Turbans at the outermost had no time to react, and were directly smashed by the huge force. ribcage.

At the same time, there was a sharp and rapid sound of cutting through the air behind Xu Huang. Countless short soldiers flew out from behind Xu Huang and smashed into the Yellow Turban army, instantly tearing them apart. mouth.

Several personal guards around the Yellow Turbans were the first to react. They hurriedly set up their Shangguan and wanted to escape, but how fast was the war horse?

Xu Huang's long axe was deeply embedded in the chest cavity of the Yellow Turban soldier, Xu Huang shouted violently, jumped up, and even threw it a few meters away, and fell into the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. middle.

The Yellow Turban formation, which was already in chaos, has completely collapsed at this moment, but these fanatical believers have completely left Huang Tian behind. .

"It's over..."

Huang San muttered to himself, his eyes almost lost his lust, he tried his best to capture Jingxing, and finally got Xu An's attention, washed away the stigma of the generals, and got the opportunity to climb up. Is this destroyed?

The collapse of the Yellow Turban army on the far right was unavoidable, and even the entire Yellow Turban army on the left, Sergeant Yang Fengjun in Kusui Village took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, and the defense lines on both sides were already in jeopardy.

Under the leadership of Xu Huang, Yang Fengjun's horse team was like sheep entering a pack of wolves, beheading the Yellow Turbans like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Those who quit without permission, die!!!"

Huang San was really unwilling, his eyes widened in anger, and he instigated the horses to walk in front, and several Yellow Turban sergeants who wanted to retreat were immediately beheaded by Huang San.

Yang Fengjun's cavalry was slaughtering the Yellow Turban sergeant next to the wall, and there was still some distance from where he was. This is where the vitality lies.

"Those who quit without permission, die!!!"

Huang San's personal guards also came to Huang San with the ring-shou sword in hand. They ruthlessly carried out Huang San's military orders, but all sergeants who wanted to escape fell under their swords.

Under Huang San's iron-blooded means, the Yellow Turbans finally stabilized the army formation, but at this time all the army formations in front had been smashed by the cavalry led by Xu Huang.

The entire battlefield has been divided by Yang Fengjun's cavalry, and the Yellow Turban sergeants who leaped into the wall at the forefront are now isolated and under the enemy's back. under the sword.

By the time Xu Huang had wiped out all the Yellow Turbans beside the wall, under the command of Huang San, the Yellow Turbans in the rear had re-arranged their formations and were ready to fight.

To be honest, the five hundred cavalry led by Xu Huang were just a group of infantry on horseback. Many of the horses and horses could not meet the requirements of real cavalry. Although the equipment of the Yellow Turbans was not very good, they were not behind Xu Huang. The horses can go head-to-head.

Xu Huang felt a pity in his heart, if he led all the armored cavalry, he would really dare to charge for a while, and he would have defeated the entire Yellow Turban army in the left formation.

Not far away, the Yellow Turban cavalry with a yellow flag is also galloping towards here, and it will not be long before they arrive.

"Ugh——"

The horn sounded again in Yang Fengjun's horse team, and when the horn sound disappeared, they had already hidden behind the mountain road of Chishiling.

Yang Feng's choice was correct. He asked Xu Huang to take more than [-] cavalry from the river valley camp, detour through the mountain road behind Chishiling to the bitter camp, which indeed gave the Yellow Turbans a rather heavy blow.

But contrary to Yang Feng's expectations, Zuo Zhen, an obscure general, hastily stabilized the situation and did not allow Xu Huang to continue to expand the victory.

……

The ambush soldiers who appeared in the center formation were the most elite troops under Yang Feng's army, the Black Flag Army. They wore iron armor that was also the Han army, and each had two small black flags on their shoulders.

At that time, Yang Feng entered the mountain from Taihangxing. He armed his cronies with the armors captured from the Taihangxing arsenal. He called it the Black Banner Army. To a large extent, it is because of the existence of this black flag army.

Although there were only [-] people, the addition of the Black Flag Army turned the tide of the battle.

However, because the poison dominates the party, it is naturally not mediocre. Almost at the moment when the Black Flag Army appeared, the reserve team was thrown out.

However, the front line was rushed by the Black Flag Army, but it collapsed in an instant. Although Sui Gu was brave, his fists were invincible with four hands, and the sturdy armor also brought him a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, Suigu was there, and the more than 700 Yellow Turban soldiers in the front line would not be wiped out, and more than [-] people followed Suigu to retreat to the main formation.

After all, the Black Banner Army used the armor that captured the Han Army. There were few craftsmen in Yang Feng’s army. These armors were almost bad and less than one. Not to take advantage of the situation to pursue.

On the first day of the confrontation at Chishiling, the Yellow Turban Army was considered a disastrous defeat. More than 2000 soldiers were killed in battle. Although they entered the wall of the village, they failed to expand the results.

Chapter 98 Disturbed

The sun has set among the mountains, and the night has shrouded Taihang again, but Chishiling is still brightly lit almost as if it were daytime.

The night was getting dark and the cold was getting heavier. Xu Huang tossed and turned on the bed in the handsome tent in the river valley camp. Although he had won several battles against the Yellow Turbans a few days ago, Yang Feng also sent people to bring the wine and meat of the army, but Xu Huang was not. Somewhat sullen.

Staying in the tent was even more oppressive, Xu Huang shook his heavy head, then hung up and walked out of the tent with his guards.

The gentle mountain wind blew on Xu Huang's body, but it made Xu Huang a little awake.

At this time, it was ugly. Most of the sergeants had fallen into sleep. Xu Huang was wrapped in a shirt and walked on the road with no one with his personal guards.

He was getting closer and closer to the direction of the Yuanmen, listening to the crackling of the wood burning in the brazier and the chirping of insects around him, Xu Huang's annoyed mood gradually subsided, and a patrol team not far away was heading towards Xu Huang's. Approaching the direction, the sergeant on duty at night dutifully stood on the wall of the village and watched the surrounding darkness vigilantly.

Xu Huang stopped at the Yuanmen, and after asking a few words from the officers who were watching the night, he wanted to leave. At this moment, a slight sound suddenly came from his ear. Xu Huang suddenly raised his hand, and the guards behind him clenched the hilt of the sword. , stepped forward and surrounded Xu Huang behind him.

The sergeant on the wall of the village has already bent his bow and arrow, and the archer of the watchtower has also drawn out the short horn on his waist.

"who?!"

A bandit dressed as a leader on the Walled Wall asked sharply.

"Blind your dog's eyes, can't you recognize who I am?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a scolding voice from outside the village. Xu Huang felt a little familiar, and he walked up to the wall and stuck his head out to follow the voice.

A knight wearing a black robe and a white turban outside the Yuanmen is the Kushai camp at the foot of the mountain. At this time, there are only five or six knights who are close to him.

"What is the purpose of the Kulei village master coming to my river valley camp so late?"

Xu Huang and Ku Lei are also old acquaintances. This Ku Lei is not actually Yang Feng's direct line. He is a bandit in Montenegro. He is quite smooth and powerful, but he is quite smooth and good at both sides.

It's just that Yang Feng's entry into the mountain is big, and he consciously couldn't resist it. He joined Yang Feng's command early, and Yang Feng did not suppress too much with the idea of ​​buying horse bones.

He was even assigned to guard a checkpoint in Montenegro, but Yang Feng had all the supplies such as money and food in his hands.

Xu Huang suddenly made a sound, but he was startled by the bitter slams outside the gate. He drove his horse a few steps forward, and saw Xu Huang's face clearly by the light of the fire on the wall. Only then did he smile: "Who am I? It turned out to be Xu Gongming, and I came here to find you.”

Xu Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, but it was quite strange for Ku Lei to leave the village. He raised his eyes to look behind Ku Lei, there were indeed only five or six trusted knights, and there was also a brazier in the distance, and there was nothing unusual.

Seeing that Xu Huang hesitated, he rubbed his hands together and urged, "Brother Xu, open the door, it's freezing cold today, and the mountain wind blows me to the point of freezing."

Xu Huang laughed dumbly, and instructed the head of the gate beside him, "Open the gate and leave a passage for one person to enter and exit. Pay attention to vigilance."

The leader was instructed, and beckoned several sergeants of the night vigil beside him to turn the winch on the wall together.

With a sour creaking sound, the Zhaimen opened a crack for one person to pass through.

Ku Lei rubbed his hands that were about to freeze again, and walked into the village with the guards behind him.

"But I'm freezing to death." Kushao jumped off the horse and muttered, "It's already June, why is it still so cold at night."

Just as Xu Huang was about to ask, he was pushed forward by Ku Sun, excused that the weather was too cold, so he went to Xu Huang’s tent to talk about it. Xu Huang saw that Ku Sun’s clothes were indeed a bit thin, so he had to stop the doubts in his heart, the two of them. They walked to the tent with their personal guards.

Xu Huang's main tent was not too far from the wall, and the two of them had already reached the tent after walking for a while.

"My lord Chang praised the strictness of the Meiji army. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation. This camp is neatly arranged, and there are no sundries in the camp. The sergeant of the night watch should be arranged in place."

Kushang looked at the surrounding tents and praised, Xu Huang smiled and made a gesture of please, Kushang hurriedly got into the village, it seemed that he was indeed a little uncomfortable by the mountain wind, a guard He also followed him into the tent, while the other four stayed outside the tent.

Although Xu Huang was a little strange, he didn't say anything to stop him.

"Can the owner of Kushai Village tell me now why he came to my station in the middle of the night?"

Kushang took the pottery bowl handed over by Xu Huang's personal soldiers, and heard Xu Huang's question, Kushang took a sip of hot water from the pottery bowl, and then said: "Brother Xu, I really do I have some personal matters that I would like to discuss with Brother Xu, but..."

After a bitter pause, he glanced at the two guards standing by Xu Huang in the tent.

Xu Huang's complexion changed slightly, and he did not continue to speak, and the atmosphere in the tent began to become a little dull.

"You all step back first, the owner of Kushai Village is not an outsider, so there is no need to worry."

"promise."

The two guards in the tent didn't say much. After receiving Xu Huang's order, they exited the tent.

Xu Huang took off the shirt on his body, put it on the side of the cave, and said bitterly to the side sitting on the side: "There are no outsiders in the tent now, but it's okay to say that the village owner is bitter."

Kushang saw that Xu Huang had set up two personal guards, and his heart was slightly settled.

"In my opinion, Xu Xiong is rare in the world, and he manages the army strictly. Why should he succumb to Yang Feng's master?"

Xu Huang abruptly straightened up, pulled out half of the ring-headed knife around his waist, and shouted in a deep voice, "Could it be that you have already killed the moth thief?"

Kushang knew that Xu Huang was a little shaken now. After all, Xu Huang first agreed to talk to him privately, and then he didn't capture himself immediately and continued to fight the railway while it was hot.

"Yang Feng is moody, acts ruthless, and is surrounded by settlements, and the common people of the county and county have been murdered by him. Is such a person the master of Ming in Gongming's eyes?"

"Xu An has such an army in just a few months, the county cannot control it, and the court cannot ask for it."

"Yu Du, Gongming should know quite a bit. This person treats the people well. Chu Feiyan is a hero in Jizhou. The two have tens of thousands of troops but they worship Xu An. If Xu An has a flawed character, How can the two of them be willing to serve under his command?"

Seeing Xu Huang's eyes twinkling, Kushang stepped forward a little, and continued: "Now Xu An's army is several times stronger than Yang Feng's, and he has more elite soldiers and generals. Yang Feng is no more than a bandit, like a man's arm as a chariot. Don't give up on the dark!?"