The World of Yellow Sky

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In a camp outside Xiaquyang City, the auxiliary soldiers of the Yellow Turbans were enthusiastically setting up their tents.

Teams of yellow turban warriors walked back and forth in the camp. Outside a huge khaki army tent, dozens of yellow angels in heavy armor stood. It is Zhang Liang's residence.

Zhang Liang was sitting beside the table in the tent, frowning and watching the "Tai Ping Jing" in his hand. A guard opened the tent and walked in and said, "Xu Shuai has arrived outside the tent."

Zhang Liang Wenyan put down the "Book of Peace" in his hand, and waved with a smile: "Let him come in."

"Promise." The guard sang a promise and led Xu An closer to the tent.

"Disciple pays respects to master." Xu An bowed to Zhang Liang after entering the tent.

"Sit down and talk." Zhang Liang pointed to the note next to him and was not in a hurry to speak.Xu An bowed again and sat beside Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang looked at this newly recruited disciple. If He Yi and Xu An hadn't come to meet him in the first battle of Guangzong, he would have been trapped in Guangzong City at this time, and his head had been built into a Jingguan by Huangfu Song.

On the march, Zhang Liang accepted Xu An as a disciple. Originally it was just a reward, but unexpectedly Xu An understood the meaning of the Taiping Taoism taught by Zhang Liang. After the knowledge, Xu An also showed a learning ability that was different from ordinary people.

Zhang Liang finally began to face up to his new disciple, not only taught Xu An as a direct disciple, but also left Xu An as the commander-in-chief vacated by He Yi.

"There is a big difference between talking on paper and commanding in person. I think you have a deep understanding in the past few days."

Hearing Zhang Liang's question, Xu An quickly replied, "What Master said is very true."

Previously, Zhang Liang taught him the knowledge of arranging troops and marching and fighting. Xu An, who had been honed by exam-oriented education, was able to impress Zhang Liang with his well-known record.But when it came to practice, it was all messed up, and all kinds of unexpected situations made him mess up for a while.

Fortunately, he was only responsible for the marching and camping of the two Yellow Turban warriors, and with the help of Liu Pi, it was not out of control.But after two days of chaos, Xu An was basically able to lead the army alone.

Xu An asked Zhang Liang some questions about marching and arranging troops, and Zhang Liang also answered them one by one.

Zhang Liang pondered for a while, then slowly said, "A few days ago, you have been familiar with the scriptures and meanings of Taiping Taoism. I have three Taoist traditions in Taiping Taoism, heaven, earth, and human beings, all of which are supreme and wonderful methods. Which one do you want to choose to practice? ?"

"But according to Master's teachings." Xu Anxin suddenly realized that the three chapters of Heaven, Earth and Man are scriptures in the Taiping Sutra, and it is said that this is a fairy book passed down by immortals.

Although there may be no immortals in reality, since there are such rumors in the "Taiping Jing", there must be something extraordinary about it.

"Every person's fate is different, and their practice is also different. Listen to me..."

Chapter 12 The Battle of Quyang ([-])

Early in the morning, when the military information reported by the scouts was delivered to Huangfu Song's military tent, Huangfu Song was standing in front of a map with the generals, observing the terrain and roads near Xia Quyang and making pre-war plans.

The deployment of the front line of the Yellow Turbans was almost clearly understood by the Han army scouts who had been in battle. The location of the camp and the general deployment of the troops were immediately drawn on the map.

The two official roads leading from Lutao to Xia Quyang were already occupied by the Yellow Turban camps, and attacking Xia Quyang directly by crossing these two camps would undoubtedly expose the enemy's back.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Army near Xiaquyang had reached 16. The two camps next to the official road connected the sky and the earth, and each camp had [-] Yellow Turbans.

There are two such huge camps outside Guangzong City, one of which is in the middle of the entire Xiaquyang defense line. It was guarded by Zhang Bao himself.

Huangfusong rubbed his temples, the weight of a thousand weights was on his shoulders at this moment.Faced with such a huge military force, although the Han army regrouped more than 6 soldiers in Changtao, they were still unable to catch up.

If the Han army is defeated in this battle, the entire Jizhou will no longer have any troops to stop the rampant Yellow Turban army from raging.At such a critical juncture, Huangfu Song no longer had the confidence to fight against Guangzong, and the eyes of the whole world had already focused on the small land of Xia Quyang.

This battle must be won, this battle must be won, and this battle must be won in an upright manner, in order to deter the nocturnal gangsters in the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, and to deter the alien barbarians who are eyeing around the Dahan.

Huangfu Song raised his head again and looked at the generals standing in the tent.

Huangfu Song asked, "Who is willing to be the vanguard of our army in this battle?"

As soon as the words fell, Zou Jing, the captain of the broken prisoner, couldn't wait to get out of the crowd: "I am willing to be the vanguard."

Huangfu Song couldn't help but smile when he saw Zou Jing coming out. Since Zou Jing quelled the rebellion, he has made great achievements in battle. He even broke the Yellow Turbans several times.

Sun Jian stepped out of the queue to give a salute and then said, "Xiaowei Zou led the troops to Gutao in the night before. I think the energy of the soldiers is not enough. It is better for me, Sun Jian, to be the vanguard of this battle."

Zou Jing glanced at Sun Jian and snorted coldly, "Don't worry about Wentai, I'm not a playboy."

"Who do you say is the dude?"

Another shout was heard, but it was Cao Cao, the captain of the cavalry, who had been recalled from the south by the order.

Cao Cao's soldiers led by the captain of the cavalry were all from Luoyang, and most of them had good family backgrounds.Before the great victory in the Battle of Changshe, many people ridiculed that Cao Cao was leading a playboy and could not fight to kill the enemy, so Cao Cao most taboo others to mention the word "playful".

Huangfu Song glanced at the three people who were arguing in the tent, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.Long Shi Liang Yan leaned over and smiled and said, "It was like this when General Huangfu was young, which made the old general quite a headache."

Hearing Liang Yan's words, Huangfu Song couldn't help laughing and asked, "I was like this back then?"

Liang Yan replied with a smile: "It's exactly the same as Sun Wentai at this time."

"I forgot who was the pioneer at that time." Huangfu Song recalled his high spirits when he first joined the army.

Liang Yan responded: "The old general ordered the two of you to lead two thousand soldiers and horses to march forward. The general will take the lead in defeating the enemy army, beheading 320 and seven levels, and the power will shake the northern border."

"As I get older, I almost forgot about these things."

Huangfu Song looked at Sun Jian and the three who were still arguing and coughed, and the three red-faced men who were arguing suddenly died together.

Huangfu Song first pointed at Cao Cao and scolded: "Meng De, do you want your cavalry to attack the moth thief camp? Don't retreat."

Cao Cao stroked the back of his head and retreated, but he was still muttering: "I'm so angry..."

Huangfu Song looked at Cao Cao and laughed, and then pointed at Sun Jian and Zou Jing and said, "What kind of decency is it to be arguing, since the two of you are not giving in to each other, both of you will lead [-] soldiers each in this battle, whoever will take down the camp first. Who is the vanguard of the war."

Huangfu Song stretched out his finger and pointed to a red circle on the map, and everyone's eyes followed.

"promise!"

Sun Jian and Zou Jing replied in unison, looked at each other first and then stood with the generals again.

After allocating the vanguard, Huangfu Song issued several military orders and assigned the tasks of the generals.

Liang Yan clapped his palms, and several Han army soldiers outside the tent brought wine glasses filled with fine wine and distributed them to the generals in the tent.

Standing in front of the generals, Huangfu Song raised his wine glass and said, "I won this battle, I will go to Luoyang to personally ask for your credit in front of the emperor."

"I would like to die for the emperor!"

The generals in the tent drank all the wine in the cup, Huangfu Song took the lead, and the Han army camp suddenly sounded the sound of thick war drums.

Sun Jian led the four generals of Jiangdong non-stop all the way. After a while, he ordered the troops and horses and rushed out of the camp gate.

Although Zou Jing was a step slower, he quickly ordered his troops and followed him.

Huangfu Song looked at the three generals who followed Zou Jing, and was slightly surprised. He turned his head to look at Liangyan, the long history, and asked, "How come I have never seen such a majestic man in the army."

Liang Yan also saw the three people following Zou Jing, and replied, "There are so many heroes in the world, it is normal that the generals don't know each other."

"Also, maybe after this battle, the names of these three people will be on the list of merit awards."

Huangfu Song shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of these messy thoughts from his mind. The battle was coming, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest distraction.

Countless Han troops lined up in long queues, slowly moving forward, raising a cloud of dust.

"mighty!"

I don't know who shouted a mighty voice, so the entire Han army's ranks were full of mighty voices one after another.

There was a smile on Huangfu Song's mouth, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Military heart is available."

The large-scale march of the Han army finally caught the attention of the Yellow Turban scouts, but their enemies were Han army scouts more experienced than them.Only in time to catch a glimpse, the scouts of the Han army re-expelled the Yellow Turban scouts.

The Yellow Turbans in the camp were all mobilized by Qu Shuai Zhao Ye, and at the same time they lit the wolf smoke in the camp.

The drums of war in the camps all over Xia Quyang were sounded, and countless yellow turbans were ready to go.

"The Han army is here."

Looking at the wolf smoke in the distance, Zhang Bao stood on the castle tower in Xia Quyang, clenching his fists secretly.

The fateful battle to block the Yellow Turbans from all over the world has finally come. The Yellow Turbans are standing on the cliff at this moment.But if you lose, you will fall into the abyss, and you will never turn over.

So this battle must be won, and this battle must be won.

Chapter 13 The Battle of Quyang ([-])

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The yellow turban army camp next to the official road, the sound of the thick war drums roared on the field one after another, the khaki torrent and the red tide scrambled back and forth beside the low wall, scouring.

"Don't go back!"

On the Nanzhai wall, Zhao Ye grabbed a yellow turban soldier who was trying to flee backwards. He saw a cold light flashing in Zhao Ye's hand and a head soaring into the sky. The yellow turban soldier fell to the ground, holding his head and the other hand. Holding a knife, he was as terrifying as a ghost crawling out of hell, and said bitterly, "I'll take your sacrificial flag today!"

"mighty!!!"

The Han army in front came up again, "Put up a certain Qu Shuai here! Who dares to step over this flag, stand up!" After Zhao Ye finished speaking, he jumped up with a knife, and with a sharp blade in his hand, the two had already The Han army soldiers who climbed the wall spurted a bloody arrow from their necks, and fell straight back, taking several Han soldiers on the ladder.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

Seeing that the general was desperate, and behind Zhao Ye's Dajing banner, Huang Angel also showed his sword to block the retreat.The Yellow Turban soldiers around them could only bite the bullet and try their best to block the Han army's offensive.

The Han army soldiers who fell under the ring-shou sword in Zhao Ye's hands no longer know how many people there are. The Han army slowly retreated like a low tide. Zhao Ye bent his elbow, raised the ring-shou sword in his right hand and wiped it away at the elbow. The bloodstains on the body of the ring-shoudao revealed a cold and sensual blade.

At this time, a fallen Han army beside him suddenly jumped up and handed out a short knife. The guards beside Zhao Ye didn't even respond.

"puff."

Between the electric light and flint, the ring head knife was swung out, and Zhao Ye's eyes were quick to cut off the arm of the Han army.

"Clang clang."

The short knife fell to the ground, and the Han army fell to the ground clutching his broken arm and let out a shrill scream.Zhao Ye stepped up, kicked him to the ground with one foot, then picked up a long spear beside him, shouted violently, and nailed him to the spot.

"Wan Sheng!"

The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers were also aroused by Zhao Ye's bravery.

However, as soon as the attacking Han army was delayed, the yellow turbans on the wall of the village forgot to avoid the strong bow of the Han army.

"Whoosh!"

The shrill sound of breaking the air came, and a rain of arrows shot hurriedly. The personal guard beside Zhao Ye quickly raised a shield to surround Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye escaped with his life.

But the other Yellow Turban soldiers who were not shielded by shields suffered disaster. Some people screamed and fled back, some people hurriedly lied behind the bunker behind the wall, and some people stood there dumbfounded. measures.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk, tuk."

The sound of the arrow entering the shield was unheard, Zhao Ye's face was gloomy and terrifying at this time, screams came from all directions, the screams of dying, the screams of the arrows, and the shouts of panic.

Under the baptism of the arrow rain, the guards with shields in front of him fell from time to time. Zhao Ye couldn't imagine how many people fell on the wall.

"mighty!!!"

The arrow rain stopped, the mighty voice of the Han army had reached Zhao Ye's ears, and the Han army attacked again.

"Drumming, let the Yellow Angels come over!"

Zhao Ye knew that this was the last attack of the Han army today, and the guards frantically waved the command flag in their hands.

The sound of the war drums in the Yellow Turban Camp changed, and the drums gradually became heavier. The sound of the drums became louder and louder, and the interval became longer and longer. The yellow angels who were on call began to gather in the Nanzhai where Zhao Ye was located.

The walled wall could no longer be held, and Zhao Ye was held back by his personal guards. Fortunately, the gathered Yellow Angels had already formed an army behind the walled wall.

The desolate horn sounded, and a large number of Han army soldiers poured out from several gaps in the Nanzhai wall.Without stopping at all, the Han army has not even formed an army formation, and then madly rushed towards the army formation of the Yellow Angels.

These people are not like the army, but rather people like rangers who roam the countryside.The skills of these people are quite astonishing. Inadvertently, several gaps were opened in the army of the Yellow Angels.But if that's the case, it's nothing to the battle-hardened Yellow Angels.

However, at this time, two unusually burly Han generals in the Han army came out on steeds, one from the left and the other from the right. One of the Han generals was wearing a green shirt, and the long knife in his hand was shining coldly. General Han held a strange curved spear and shouted violently, like thunder in the sky, almost stopping the army formation of the yellow angels.

Two Han generals entered the battle, swiping their long knives and spears would surely take away the lives of several yellow angel warriors. No one among the battle-hardened yellow angel warriors was their single enemy!And these two powerful generals were coming towards him, Zhao Ye, and the army formation of the yellow angels was separated like waves splitting around the two generals.

"Chu Shuai, let's go!"

The Guards next to Zhao Ye saw the two Han generals coming straight, and directly mounted Zhao Ye on the war horse, surrounded Zhao Ye and fled to the rear.

"The thief will leave, Zhang Yide from Yan is here!"

There was a loud shout from behind, Zhao Ye shuddered in shock, swung his whip fiercely, and the warhorse under his crotch was a little faster.After running for a few more minutes, the shouting and killing behind him gradually faded. At this time, Zhao Ye's armor was soaked with sweat.

The flags of the Yellow Angels on the distant battlefield have all fallen down, and Zhao Ye wiped his face with lingering fears.A scout of the Yellow Turban Army passed by on horseback, and when he saw Zhao Ye's flag, he quickly ran to the front, and said with a trembling voice, "Commander Qu, Dongzhai has been captured by Sun Jian."

"What did you say?" Zhao Ye glared at the scout with wide eyes: "Dongzhai is guarded by Tian Geng, how could it be lost!"

Hearing Zhao Ye mentioning Tian Geng, the scout suddenly burst into tears: "General Tian Geng was beheaded by Sun Jian! Sima is dead, the military marquis is also dead, and the robes of Dongzhai are all dead."

At this moment, there was a scream of killing, and a group of men and horses suddenly flashed out. The leader was holding a double-strand sword. The figure was as burly as the two Han generals who broke the line before, and the flags they fought were exactly the same.

"go!"

Zhao Ye didn't have the slightest intention to resist, and fled to Beizhai with his troops.But it was too late. There was a troop of soldiers and horses in front of him that had already blocked his way. The first one bent a bow and mounted an arrow, and the bow reached the full moon.

The war horse fell to the ground with a whimper, and before he could stand up, the hoofs of the horses roared loudly, and the Han general with a double-strand sword had already galloped over.