The World of Yellow Sky

Cheng Pu and Huang Gai said nothing. They wanted to attack the camp of the Yellow Turbans instead of Sun Jian, but Sun Jian refused.

The noise in the south became more and more loud, and Zhu Jun couldn't help but let out another long sigh on the undulating horseback.

He looked back at the bright Sunflower City under the night sky.

The fire that had been extinguished above the city tower was rekindled at this time, and there were shadows on the city tower.

Zhu Jun knew that Wang En must be on the tower at this time, watching the battle outside the southern city.

Zhu Jun clenched the rein in his hand, he didn't want to escape, but he had no choice, he couldn't die, at least he couldn't die in Kuicheng, and he couldn't die under Xu An's hands.

He couldn't allow Xu An to start a new round of Yellow Turban Rebellion in the Han territory with the power of beheading himself. The Han Empire is now as dangerous as a mansion full of holes.

There was a sudden commotion in front of him, which also disturbed Zhu Jun's thoughts.

In front of the Han army, a little bit of fire suddenly appeared, and the dense fire light gathered together, forming a sea of ​​​​flames.

1Chapter 16 Slash Zhu Jun!

The war horses of the Han army were snorting uneasily, pawing the soft grass with their hooves.

The fire was full of flames, and more and more torches were lit.

Zhu Jun looked around, and the two wings of the Han army's cavalry had already appeared in flames.

The sound of sharp wooden whistles, the sound of orderly steps, and the sound of horseshoes hitting the grass, all came to his ears from all directions.

Zhu Jun knew that it was too late to turn his horse's head back to Kuicheng at this time, not to mention that this place is seven miles away from Kuicheng.

And there was no time for the Han army to turn the horse's head, and the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army was watching every move of the Han army.

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army whizzed by holding torches from the side, and the sound of horseshoes was like thunder. The cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army was like a fire dragon flying through the clouds in the sky, and the banners made hunting sounds under the blessing of the wind.

Zhu Jun tightly held the Han sword at his waist, the flames danced in front of his eyes, and Zhu Jun's heart sank slowly.

A big khaki-colored banner slowly appeared in front of Zhu Jun, and the surrounding fires shone on it, adding to his splendor.

The neighing sound of the horse in front caught Zhu Jun's attention.

I saw a general of the Yellow Turban Army wearing a khaki war robe, leading a bay red horse out of the army formation, and a group of generals and schools of the Yellow Turban Army surrounded him.

Zhu Jun's pupils dilated slightly, and when he saw the big khaki flag, he knew that this person was probably Xu An.

But it was not Xu An who surprised him when he arrived, but a general in a blue shirt next to Xu An.

Isn't that exactly Yan Zhong who was once under Huangfusong's command?How could he appear beside Xu An.

Zhu Jun felt a chill in his heart, Yan Zhong and Sun Jian were both leading troops under Huangfusong, so Yan Zhong naturally knew Sun Jian's style of leading troops.

No wonder, during the daytime, Sun Jian personally led the sharp men to attack the enemy, not only failed to reap the benefits, but also damaged Zu Mao and Han Dang, and even Sun Jian himself was injured.

"Yan Zhong, it's you, shameless person!"

Zhu Jun galloped out, glared at Yan Zhong and shouted loudly.

Without changing his expression, Yan Zhong drove his horse forward a few steps, bowed his hands and saluted Zhu Jun.

"A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a virtuous minister chooses a master to serve. The world changes, and the magic weapon is easy to change. It is a natural principle to return to a virtuous person."

"The big man has lost his destiny, Huang Tian will replace him, I follow the destiny, what's wrong with me?"

Yan Zhong turned his hands to Xu An, and said to Zhu Jun with a serious face.

"Shameless villain, Chinese and traitors are at odds! You, Yan Enzhi, call yourself a celebrity in vain!"

Xu An looked at Zhu Jun, who was at the front of the Han army's cavalry formation, wearing red armor and furious, by the light of the fire.

Xu An drove a few steps forward, pretending to be puzzled, and asked: "It's the middle of the night at this moment, and the Marquis of Qiantang is not in Kuicheng, why are you wandering around in the wilderness?"

Cheng Pu, who was guarding Zhu Jun's side, narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu An. It seemed that this person was Xu An, the bandit chief.

Cheng Pu quietly took off his magpie bow from the saddle, and his right hand touched the quiver at his waist.

Xu An's expression froze, and he shouted sharply: "Qiantanghou is tired from running around, why don't you ask Qiantanghou to stay here forever!"

"call out----"

As soon as Xu An finished speaking, sharp wooden whistles suddenly sounded from all directions, and the monstrous sea of ​​flames swept towards the most central Han army cavalry formation.

Cheng Pu drew his bow and set an arrow, and wanted to shoot Xu An, but how could the guards beside Xu An be defenseless.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and under the firelight, the crossbowmen of the Yellow Turban Army activated the crossbow machine in their hands, and countless crossbow arrows flew out of the Yellow Turban Army formation, and shot towards Zhu Jun's position rapidly.

"Protect Qiantanghou!"

Huang Gai shouted loudly, and raised his shield to protect Zhu Jun's body. The screams echoed one after another in the cavalry formation of the Han army.

Dozens of knights of the Han army fell under their horses, and the cavalry of the Han army was hissing for a while.see.hair.line.chinese.language.net

When the rain of arrows hit, Xu An had already disappeared into the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and the target disappeared. Cheng Pu could only put down the Quehua Bow in his hand, and picked up the Snake Spear again.

"Duk, duk..."

The crossbow shot on the shield, making a frightening muffled sound.

Cheng Pu pulled Huang Gai's rein, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go and trap Xu An, there are few soldiers in the north, you take Qiantang Hou to fight from the north!"

"Demou, take care!"

The situation was urgent, Huang Gai didn't hesitate, he only hurriedly responded to Cheng Pu, and then led the knight behind him to protect Zhu Jun and went straight to the north to kill.

"Follow me to kill the thief!"

Cheng Pu roared angrily, drove his horse with spears and led a dozen bodyguards to kill in the direction of the big khaki banner.

"Stop him."

With one stroke of Xu An's whip, Zhou Cang gave a roar, and dozens of knights from the Yellow Turban Army jumped out from Xu An's side, and immediately formed a group with Cheng Pu and the others.

Zhu Jun ran to the north, Xu An was not worried that Zhu Jun would run away.

Although the flames in the north were a little sparse, it was not the weakest defense of the Yellow Turban Army.

"drive!"

The horses under Huang Gai's crotch were desperately driven forward, feather arrows flew out from the flames on both sides from time to time, knights of the Han army fell off their horses constantly, and screams of slander came from time to time.

Those Han army knights who fell to the ground had only one fate, that is, they were thrown to the ground, and then trampled into a pulp by the horses that followed.

But even so, none of the Han soldiers stopped their horses, because if they stopped, they would surely die at the hands of the encircled Yellow Turban infantry.

Huang Gai narrowed his eyes slightly, and only now did he realize that the fire in front of him was like waves, ups and downs.

"not good……"

It's the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army!

The horse's hooves sounded thunderously in front of him, and the sound of the horse's hooves hitting the grass was like a heavy hammer in Huang Gai's ears, hitting his heart hard.

"Xu Huang is here and has been waiting for you for a long time!"

A general of the Yellow Turban Army wearing a white robe and holding a long ax flew out of the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

The garrison in the north is [-] yellow scarf knights led by Xu Huang.

The khaki general flag embroidered with the word "Xu" shines brightly under the light of the fire.

Countless knights followed behind him, and the torches in their hands fluctuated with the ups and downs of the horses.

"kill!!!"

Meeting on a narrow road, the cavalry formation of the Han army suddenly collided with the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban army.

The torrents of red and yellow merged into one in an instant, and the sound of howling, crying, and clashing swords intertwined in an instant.

Xu An pulled the claret horse under his crotch, and led a group of knights galloping on the edge of the flames.

Hundreds of Yellow Turban Army knights behind them, holding their torches high, followed the khaki-coloured banner forward, like a fire dragon.

All the Yellow Turban soldiers along the road cheered Xu An loudly.

The more they went north, the more intense the fighting sounded. Xu An rode on a horse and stopped on a mound, observing the battle situation not far away.

In the melee at night, the two armies are also cavalry. At this time, they are mixed together, and they can only identify the enemy and us by the military uniforms and scarves on their bodies.

The infantry formation of the Yellow Turban Army had also pressed up, and those elite Han cavalry who had galloped across the plains were stabbed to death by countless spears in the chaos, and then fell down on the grass.

"My lord, look there."

Xu Da pointed not far away. Although the flames were dim, dozens of Han cavalry could be vaguely seen surrounding them.

In other places on the battlefield, only the position where General Xu Huang's flag was located had slightly more Han troops.

"follow me."

Xu An took the halberd from the hand of the guard, kicked the horse's belly with both legs, and the claret horse under the crotch neighed softly, and galloped forward.

He had already determined that that was probably where Zhu Jun was.

"drive!"

The big banner moved forward, followed by hundreds of knights from the Yellow Turban Army.

Xu An rode on a bay red horse, holding a halberd and leaping in front of the group of knights.

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army was approaching menacingly, and a cavalry soldier of the Han army was on the way to charge. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the cavalry soldier of the Han army screamed in despair and rushed towards Xu An.

Xu An snorted coldly, and with just one halberd he fell off the horse.

While the horses were galloping, the knights of the Han army were already submerged in a cloud of smoke and dust.

Although Xu An is now the commander of an army, he has not relaxed his training in martial arts.

Under the guidance of Xu Huang, Liu Pi, Gong Du and other generals, Xu An's martial arts and riding skills have made great progress.

In terms of war experience and fighting in battle, Xu An was just a soldier in the Yellow Turban Army before, and he can be regarded as a general who climbed out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

A knight of the Han army guarding Zhu Jun's side noticed the change here, and also saw Xu An's big flag.

"Big banner!!!"

He pointed to the big khaki banner not far away and loudly warned.

Zhu Jun suddenly turned his head, and saw Xu An's big banner speeding towards this side.

Huang Gai had already been stopped by Xu Huang, and the guards beside Zhu Jun wanted to lead Zhu Jun out of the siege, but in the end they were stopped by a small group of rangers from the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhu Jun raised his eyes and looked around, and countless fire lights were rushing towards him.

On the wilderness, several fire dragons galloped beside, and Xu An's big khaki banner was getting closer and closer.

How could Zhu Jun not know that at this moment, he was helpless, and the ending was already doomed.

"Raise the flag!"

Zhu Jun suddenly pulled out the Han sword from his waist, and loudly ordered the guards around him.

The surrounding guard knights heard the order and raised a red banner high.

By the light of the torch, Zhu Jun looked at the Han sword in his hand for the last time.

"The defeat of Kuicheng is all on me. I only regret that I am weak and can't defeat the thief. I, Zhu Jun, have no face to see the emperor."

The horse's four hooves flipped, and the horse's hooves knocked on the grass, making a muffled sound like thunder.

Zhu Jun straightened his back slowly. Under the darkness, the Han general who once galloped on the battlefield seemed to have returned to the present world again.

"Ma Yang!"

A personal guard delivered his horse lance to Zhu Jun's hands.

"drive!"

Zhu Jun took a deep breath, whipped the whip on the horse's buttocks, and the horse under his seat neighed, and galloped forward with all four hooves. He raised the horse's lance in his hand high, and then pulled forward with all his might.

The more than [-] armored cavalry of the Han army behind them also showed determination, and they followed Zhu Jun in the direction of Xu An Dazhu with wild shouts.

Although the Han army has only thirty or so cavalry, it is like a thousand horses at this moment.

"kill!!!"

Under the light of the fire, countless short soldiers flew out of the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army, and threw them fiercely into the cavalry formation of the Han army, causing a burst of mourning in the formation of the Han army.

There was a shrill neigh of the horse, and the five or six Han army knights in the front all fell under the horse.