The World of Yellow Sky

The passionate war drums sounded violently up and down Chishi Ridge, and the whimpering horns spread throughout the valley.

Numerous soldiers from the Kushai camp poured out of the camp, and everyone in the camp was wearing yellow scarves on their heads, and a khaki general flag stood in front of the camp, with the word "Yu" embroidered with black silk thread on it.

Accompanied by the sound of "Wan Sheng" throughout the day, thousands of sergeants in the Kushai camp, led by Yu Du, swarmed out from the gate of the camp, and launched a fierce attack along the mountain road towards the Dazhai on the mountainside of Chishiling.

Both Bai Rao and Sui Gu rushed to the front with their own soldiers, neither of them would be left behind.

Although Yang En, who was guarding the Dazhai on the mountainside, had made preparations under Yang Feng's instruction, he still fell into a bitter battle under the fierce offensive of the poisonous army.

After Gong Du led his men to defeat the cavalry led by Yang Feng, he did not pursue it again, because Yang Feng had already returned to Chishiling Mountain under the cover of infantry. Moreover, the precious elite cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army cannot be wasted on attacking fortifications like this.

In a short time, the Yellow Turban Army's camp had already poured out a brigade of sergeants. Zhang Yan deserved to be the giant bandit in history who unified the Taihang and played games with ease.

Under his command, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was dispatched quickly, and it was not even a little messy, almost like marching in the daytime.

At this time, Xu An's bodyguard captain Xu Da and Zhang Ji had already led the bodyguards to guard Xu An's side, and a large number of yellow angels also gathered closely.

In the dazzling flames, Xu An's big flag was erected high, along with the yellow angel battle flag aiming at the tiger pattern.

"Kuyang, you said that there is a mountain road behind the Hegu camp, which can lead to the top of the mountain and your camp, right?"

Under the big banner, Xu An pointed to the Hegu Daying camp and asked Kusai who was beside him loudly. Kusai nodded and said yes when he heard Xu An's question.

Although there were torches shining all around, the sight distance was still limited. Xu An patrolled around, but did not see any trace of Gong Du.

Xu An rode his horse, took a few steps to the outside, and shouted loudly: "Where is Gongdu!?"

"exist!"

Gong Du had already returned to his teacher at this time, he saw Xu An's big banner by the light of the fire, and led his people to rush towards the big banner. echoed.

Xu An followed the prestige and saw Gong Du illuminated by the fire.

"Zhang Yan brought reinforcements and even, you quickly take my tiger talisman to tune the sergeants of the two tunes, and take down the Hegu Camp for me!"

"promise!"

Gong Du took the tiger talisman thrown by Xu An, and hurriedly sang his promise, knowing that the battle situation was urgent, he didn't stop too much, and ran towards the reinforcements with his cavalry behind him.

At this time, on Chishi Ridge, the sound of trumpet drums was already ringing, and the sound of sharp wooden whistles sounded everywhere. The main force of the Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Yan had also reached the foot of the mountain. The position began to march.

The sky-shattering shouts of killing startled the birds around the valley.

A goshawk flew down from the eagle's nest on the cliff, quickly passed the endless yellow scarf army holding torches, and then landed at the gate of Yang Fengjun's camp on the top of the mountain. Looking down.

The whole Chishi Ridge seemed to be burned by the sky fire. The torches were lifted high and joined together to form a sea of ​​flames. Under the chilling shouts of killing, the monstrous sea of ​​fire was gradually engulfing the mountainside. Yang Fengjun's wooden camp.

At the foot of the mountain, the battle in the Hegu camp also began to heat up. Under the onslaught of the Yellow Turban Army led by Gong Du, the Hegu camp could barely hold on to the line of defense for a while, but when Xu Da led more than [-] soldiers in heavy When Armor's Yellow Angel joins the battlefield.

The defense line of the entire river valley camp, which was already crumbling, finally completely collapsed, and the fanatical yellow angels defeated the defense line composed of bandits in the river valley camp almost instantly.

In the dark night, the yellow angel carrying the tiger-striped banner looked as ferocious as an evil spirit spewing out of hell to the bandits in the Hegu Camp.

The howling mountain wind blew past the army formation of the yellow angels, and rolled the flags on the backs of more than [-] yellow angels, and the sound of hunting was as terrifying as the roar of ferocious beasts.

The yellow turban army knights of the brigade roared past the camp, recklessly harvesting the lives of those broken soldiers in the river valley camp that had already collapsed.

Yang Fengzheng was surrounded by his personal guards, and rushed to the camp on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly there was a loud cheer, and Yang Feng's heart was terrified. He hurriedly turned his head to look down the mountain, and Yang Feng who was on Chishi Ridge saw clearly the defeat that had just happened in the Hegu Camp.

The sudden defeat of the Hegu camp made Yang Feng feel as if he had been struck by lightning. He felt that his eyes were dark and he almost fell off his horse.

The defeat of the Hegu camp not only allowed the Yellow Turban Army to pass through the mountain road behind the Hegu Camp, but also to go straight to Yang Fengjun's camp on the top of the mountain. It also meant that Yang Fengjun's retreat was completely cut off by the Yellow Turban Army.

And at this time, behind the Hegu Camp, under the leadership of Gong Du, this wolf-like Yellow Turban Army had already marched along the mountain road behind the mountain and started marching towards the middle army of Yang Fengjun on the top of the mountain.

Yang Feng was so frightened that his heart was terrified, he quickly looked at the foot of the mountain on the other side, the mountain road in the direction of Daying Daying was already full of people, countless yellow flags fluttered in the wind, and they were marching towards the camp on the top of Chishiling.

Another part of the victorious Yellow Turban Army in the Hegu camp also began to climb Chishi Ridge and marched towards Yang Fengjun's mountainside camp.

The mountainside camp guarded by Yang En was supposed to be in the center, and could rush to help the two camps at any time, but at this time, one of the two camps rebelled, and the other was defeated.

The mountainside camp immediately fell into an embarrassing situation. At this time, it was indeed besieged by three sides at the same time.

However, after only a short period of two or three quarters of an hour, the battle situation has already begun to show a one-sided situation.

Chapter 1 belongs to Huang Tian!

The fire in the sky has turned into a prairie fire. Chishi Ridge was originally named because of the red rocks all over the mountain. Under the light of the fire, Chishi Ridge completely burned like a volcano.

At this time, Yang Feng was already desolate, the camp on the mountainside was already riddled with holes, and soldiers from the brigade of the Yellow Turban Army were pouring in from various openings.

At this time, the camp on the top of the mountain also heard the sound of shouting and killing. Yang Feng raised his head and looked at the camp not far away. It began to spin, and then all the flames in front of it suddenly disappeared.

Yang Feng felt a sweetness in his throat, and he spurted out a stream of blood, and fell headlong from the horse.

"General!"

Seeing Yang Feng fell to the ground, a group of people suddenly became a mess.

When Yang Feng was in chaos, Sui Gu had already led people to break through the last line of defense of the camp on the mountainside.

Many of Yang Fengjun's soldiers knelt on the ground, begging for a way out, and some of them ran towards the top of the mountain.

Yang Feng's younger brother, Yang En, led his personal guards and killed several deserters in a row, but his army was defeated like a mountain. How could he stop the current defeat.

There may be someone in the world who can turn the tide and help the building to collapse, but this person will definitely not be Yang En.

Yang Enheng stood in front of the tent with his halberd standing, only five personal guards remained beside him, the surrounding area was already surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, and a steady stream of Yellow Turban soldiers were rushing towards him.

Yang En knew that Yang Feng was the one who Xu An must get rid of, and he was Yang Feng's younger brother. If he was defeated, he would never be spared. Looking at the guards who were still following him, Yang En felt a little moved .

His throat was already hoarse, so he could only say in a low voice: "Let's leave separately, the situation is over, what Xu An wants now is only the head of my brother from the Yang family."

"General!"

A bodyguard trembled and turned to look at Yang En behind him.

"The master has been with me for many days, so why add another life."

The sound of shouting and killing sounded again, and the sergeants of several groups of Yellow Turban Army at the foot of the mountain, under the leadership of their respective teams, had already set foot on the steps to enter the tent.

Several personal guards hesitated for a while, and finally dropped the weapons in their hands, took off their armor, and quickly escaped into the trail behind the tent.

Yang En looked at the backs of the guards leaving, slightly absent-minded.

The last guard suddenly stopped, turned around and knelt on the ground, and saluted Yang En respectfully.

"This kid..."

When Yang En saw the face of the personal guard clearly, a smile appeared on his face.

The man kneeling on the ground was the first county town they conquered, a young man who got rice grains after opening the warehouse.

The elders of this boy's family starved to death at home. If they hadn't opened a warehouse to release food, most of them would have suffered the same thing.

Later, the siege by the county soldiers was very urgent, and Yang Feng led his troops to escape from the county seat and marched towards the Black Mountain, so the young man followed Yang En's trilogy all the way into the Black Mountain, and became Yang En's personal soldier.

Open warehouse and release food...

After escaping into this Black Mountain, everything becomes different...

They have long forgotten the oath of the uprising. They have changed from being oppressed to bandits oppressing others.

……

Yang Mu was the last one who stumbled into the camp from behind the tent, knelt on the side of the road, and waited for the judgment of the Yellow Turban Army like most of the soldiers in the camp.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

A burst of calling broke out from the place he had just left.

He looked up, and Yang En's banner fell down with a bang, followed by another burst of cheers.

The shouts became louder and louder, until the entire Chishi Ridge was covered by sky fire, and the voice gradually subsided...

The last force entrenched in the southern part of the Taihang Mountains disappeared in smoke.

The sky in the distance has turned fish belly white, and the dawn shines on the mountains from among the clouds.

Surrounded by a group of generals, Xu An walked to the top of Chishi Ridge and boarded the high platform built by Yang Fengjun.

The densely packed Yellow Turban Army sergeant was busy on Chishi Ridge, cleaning up the broken battlefield and searching for all useful things.

The sergeants who came and went, all cheered loudly towards Xu An, holding their weapons high.

But even as the victorious side of the war, on Chishi Ridge, in the army of the Yellow Turban Army, the painful wailing of the wounded sergeant still echoed, as well as those crying because of the loss of their relatives and friends.

The mountain wind howled, and the flags fluttered.

The biggest obstacle to Xu An's unification of the Taihang Mountains has disappeared.

Now there are seven forces entrenched in the northern Taihang: Zuo Xiao, Guo Daxian, Zhang Baiqi, Liu Shi, Zuo Miao Zhangba, Ping Han, and Daji.

Most of these seven forces have only two or three thousand troops, and Zhang Baiqi, the most powerful, has only four thousand bandits under his command.

At the beginning of June, news came from Huanglong that Zuo Xiao, Guo Daxian, and Zuo Miaozhangba were all from the Taiping Dao. Not long after the news of Yu Du's surrender came out, the three of them had already sent letters requesting their surrender.

Even Zhang Baiqi handed over a letter, vowing to join the Taiping Dao.

"A letter from Jingxing Pass!"

A travel-worn messenger with a command flag on his back quickly walked up to the high platform, took out the letter from his waist, and presented it with both hands.

"Why did Jingxingguan send a letter at this time..."

Gong Du's expression of joy froze all of a sudden, and Zhang Yan's expression became serious. The expressions of all the generals were different. This letter from Jingxing Pass aroused one after another among the people on the stage. ripple.

Zhang Ji, who was standing next to Xu An, walked over quickly, took the letter from the messenger's hand, and handed it to Xu An.

Xu An opened the letter, and all the generals were nervously staring at the letter in Xu An's hand.

"Ping Han, Daji asks for surrender..."

As soon as he saw the words at the beginning of the letter, Xu An couldn't stop the smile on his face.

"Everyone!" Xu An looked around at the generals, and raised the silk book in his hand high. "Ping Han, the big plan has come down! The [-]-mile Taihang Mountain has been returned to Huang Tian!!"

Xu An turned around and came to the railing of the high platform, held up the silk book in his hand, and shouted loudly to the soldiers in the audience: "The eight hundred miles of Taihang, all belong to Huang Tian!"

One spread to ten, ten to hundreds, hundreds to thousands, and thousands to thousands. After a while, the whole army got the news.

Up and down Chishi Ridge, noises began to appear, which became louder and louder as time passed, echoing in everyone's ears.

"What are they talking about?"

Xu Huang looked down the mountain with some surprise, Kusun who was standing by the side listened for a long time but still had no results.

Immediately, his doubts were answered, the noisy voice gradually became clear, and only one sentence echoed throughout Chishi Ridge!

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

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

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

That was the roar of countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army!

Chapter 1 training camp

The captured sergeants of Yang Fengjun were all detained in the former camp at the foot of Chishiling Mountain.

In the battle of Chishiling, Yang Fengjun had more than 3000 troops participating in the battle. Now there are only more than 6000 in the prisoner-of-war camp. Among them, only a few escaped into the surrounding forests.

In the bitter sun camp, Yang Fengjun soldiers in sackcloth huddled together in twos and threes. Most of them had no gleam in their eyes, and their faces were numb, like walking dead. Only the rising and falling chests could prove that they all It's a group of real people.

The gate of the camp was opened again, and teams of soldiers from the Yellow Turban Army poured into the prisoner-of-war camp through the gate. farther away.

More Yellow Turban soldiers walked into the camp under the leadership of the chiefs who carried the flags on their backs, and ordered the prisoners who were sitting or lying on the ground to stand up.

Although Yang Mu was curled up in the corner, did he escape the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army? Even because he got up slowly, he almost got a stick on his back.

No one was making noise, because the "Jingguan" made of hundreds of corpses was still standing outside the gate of the camp.

Those thorns who clamored for the prisoners around them, as well as most of the leaders and officers in the army, their corpses were all piled up on it.

"Move forward!"

The leader of the Yellow Turban Army yelled loudly at the prisoners around him, and Yang Mu lowered his head and mixed in the crowd, trying not to be so conspicuous as possible, and followed the crowd slowly towards the direction of the camp gate.

There was also some noise in the queue, but when they walked out of the camp gate and saw the "Jingguan" piled up outside the camp, everyone closed their mouths in silence.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Yang Mu followed the queue and walked into a camp that looked particularly neatly arranged, which was completely different from their camp.