The World of Yellow Sky

Under the leadership of Xu An, hundreds of knights from the Yellow Turban Army cut into the formation of the Han cavalry.

The deafening shouts of killing came to Xu An's ears from the cavalry in an instant, and as soon as they confronted, several soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in front of Xu An fell under the spears of the Han army.

But under the cover of his personal guards, Xu An had already spotted Zhu Jun in the cavalry formation of the Han army, wearing red armor.

"Zhu Jun, die!"

Xu An's eyes were red, and with a roar, the halberd in his hand slashed at Zhu Jun with the sound of howling wind.

This halberd almost exhausted Xu An's full strength, and all the humiliation Guangzong and Quyang received along the way was included in this halberd.

Zhu Jun yelled violently, and his momentum suddenly rose. He didn't look like a veteran at all at the moment.

He swung his horse lance and tried his best to catch Xu An's powerful blow.

Huge strength came along Ma Qiang's long pole, Zhu Jun's face flushed, and he almost fell off the horse in a flash.

Zhu Jun snorted, flipped the horse in his hand, and swung away Xu An's halberd.

The two horses met, and the horse lance in Zhu Jun's hand suddenly stabbed Xu An's neck.

In the blink of an eye, Xu An lowered his head in Fu'an, narrowly dodging Zhu Jun's horse.

"die!"

Xu An yanked the reins, and the bay red horse turned around, shouted violently, and swung the halberd in a semicircle under the night, hitting Zhu Jun hard.

Zhu Jun's body fell heavily from the horse's back. He struggled to stand up, but the sharp pain from his waist made him unable to move.

Beads of sweat oozed densely from Zhu Jun's forehead, and Zhu Jun turned his head to look to the side.

The family soldiers who followed him from his hometown had all turned into cold corpses. Their eyes were wide open, unwillingly looking towards the sky.

The war horses that lost their masters are scattered away.

The surrounding horse legs gathered more and more, Zhu Jun pulled out the Han sword at his waist, and supported his body with great effort.

This time he finally saw Xu An's face clearly, it was not a natural phenomenon, but just an ordinary young man.

It's just that under the helmet wrapped in a yellow scarf, there are a pair of eyes full of anger.

"Zheng"

Xu An got off his horse and slowly pulled out the Huan Shou Knife at his waist. Under the firelight, the sharp blade of the Huan Shou Knife reflected a cold light like water, which was frighteningly cold.

"Zhu Jun, do you have a last word?"

Xu An walked slowly towards Zhu Jun with the ring-shou knife in his hand, and asked in a cold voice.

The flames danced, illuminating Xu An's shadow wobbly.

"Hahahahaha!"

Zhu Jun had no fear on his face, with a sarcasm in his eyes, he looked at Xu An and laughed.

"Why do you need to talk too much, Zhu Junxiang's head is here, hurry up and get it!"

Xu An looked at Zhu Jun who was lying on the ground laughing, and suddenly took a step forward, holding the ring head knife in both hands and slashing down suddenly.

Zhu Jun's laughter stopped abruptly, and the entire battlefield slowly fell silent, and the red flag erected not far away also fell down on the grass.

Blood dripped slowly from the tip of the Huan Shou Knife, Xu An put the knife back into its sheath, picked up Zhu Jun's head, and mounted the horse again.

The sound of shouting and killing from all sides has become smaller and smaller, with countless flames burning, Xu An raised his head to look at the sky above his head.

The dark clouds dissipated, the bright jade plate hung high in the sky, and the stars all over the sky appeared in his eyes.

Xu An clamped the horse's belly with both legs, and led the horse with the reins to gallop out of the riding formation.

The big banner was blown by the wind, and hundreds of knights followed closely behind.

Holding Zhu Jun's head high, Xu An galloped beside the flames everywhere, shouting loudly: "The enemy general Zhu Jun has been beheaded by me, Xu An!!!"

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and in just a short moment, the news of Zhu Jun's beheading spread throughout the three armies.

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

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

Mountain shouts and tsunami-like cheers came from all directions, and the shouts resounded through the sky, soaring to the sky!

1Chapter 17 Sadness

The strong wind howled, blowing countless banners in the Yellow Turban barracks.

At this time, Sun Jian's eyes were beating with fire, and his ears were full of shouts and wailing.

When the large area of ​​flames appeared in the northeast, Sun Jian understood that they had completely fallen into Xu An's trap, and Zhu Jun's side was probably in danger.

"Master, be careful!"

Under the night, there was a loud sound of bowstrings, and a personal guard blocked Sun Jian's side with a shield.

Sun Jian's heart was full of sadness. The soldiers around him were all young fellows from Xiapi County who were working as errands at the time, and there were recruits from Huai and Si in the same year at home.

It's all because of Sun Jian's reputation that he chose to follow him, making contributions and honoring his ancestors.

But today he was almost completely lost in the battle of Kuicheng, what face did Sun Jian have when he went back to see his elders in his hometown?

The shouts of killing gradually approached, and the shouts of the guards became more and more urgent.

Sun Jian shook his head, trying his best to dispel the sadness in his heart, the random thoughts in his mind could not be tolerated on the battlefield.

"kill!!"

Sun Jian wielded the ancient ingot knife, steered the horse, and rushed forward frantically. There were seventeen personal guards beside him, but now only thirteen are left after fighting.

The Han army in the camp was already in disarray. The sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army were striding forward, and the sergeants of the Han army fell to the ground one after another.

Fortunately, the encirclement was not formed, and a group of personal guards protected Sun Jian to break out of the encirclement.

But Sun Jian and the others had just walked a few dozen steps, and suddenly another soldier and horse flashed by the front of the military tent, and a battle flag with black characters on a yellow background appeared in front of Sun Jian's eyes.

On the banner was embroidered with a big word "Yu", but it was Yu Du who saw that the place He Man was guarding was ablaze to the sky.

Knowing that it was the Han army attacking the camp, they rushed to support them, and ran into Sun Jian who was fleeing.

"Dog thief, pay for my brother's life!"

Bai Rao's eyes were about to burst, Gong Du talked about Sun Jian and his four generals in the army during this battle.

Why didn't he know that Huang Gai who killed Sui Gu was under Sun Jian's tent, and when he saw a Han general wearing a red headband, he probably knew it was Sun Jian.

Bai Rao, who was burning with anger, didn't wait for Yu Du who was beside him to give orders, and rushed towards Sun Jian with a long knife and his personal guards.

"call out"

The sharp wooden whistle sounded immediately, and with one stroke of the poisonous whip, all the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army behind rushed towards Sun Jian.

Sun Jian's face changed drastically. The Yellow Turban Army in front of him had at least a thousand soldiers. How could they be defeated?

At this moment, a personal guard shouted loudly: "Master, the wall here is low, you can leave the village from here!"

"go!"

Sun Jian made a decisive decision, and his personal guards led the horses and galloped quickly towards the wall.

"Sun Jian, where to escape!"

Bai Rao blushed furiously, and galloped towards him, brandishing his long knife.

"My lord, go first!"

The two personal guards gritted their teeth and left the team when they saw Bai Rao wielding his sword.

There was another shout of killing from all directions, Sun Jian gritted his teeth, and without looking back, he led his guards and drove his horse down the low wall of the village.

Seeing the two Han riders rushing forward, Bai Raohu roared and swung his long knife. The two sides fought into a group, and the two Han riders fell off the horse one after another.

Although these two Han cavalry have been battle-tested for a long time, how can they defeat Bai Rao who is in a rage?

It's just that after gaining a lot of time, when Bai detoured to the wall of the village, Sun Jian and the others only left a shadow of their backs.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Bai Rao yelled frantically, took out the Han bow from his waist, and tried his best to shoot several bows at the place where Sun Jian left, but all of this was of no avail.

His brother Sui Gu died in the wilderness outside Kuicheng, and even his body was never recovered.

Those fellow villagers who went into the mountain with them did not know how many people died or were injured in the wilderness outside Sunflower City.

The backs of Sun Jian and the other riders finally disappeared in the dark night.

Bai Rao knelt on the ground and yelled loudly, his face was ashen, his eyes were red and his face was red, his hands were clasped tightly on the hardwood of the wall, and blood was even drawn out.

With a big hand on his shoulder, Bai Rao slowly turned his head, and Yu Du's face appeared in front of him.

He couldn't hold it back anymore, tears welled up from his eyes like a tide.

"Second brother is gone, our brothers are gone, all the brothers who came all the way from Qi county are almost dead..."

Bai Rao lay on the ground, crying bitterly.

Yu Du looked up at the dark night outside the wall of the village, Bai Rao's crying lingered in his ears.

He knew that Sui Gu, who was so brave with two swords in his arms, would never come back.

The second younger brother who was able to not be underestimated by others in the Yellow Turban Army because of his poison, and who charged forward in the Battle of Chishiling and fought desperately, has returned to Huang Tian.

Along the way, there were hundreds of rangers in Qi County who followed him. After repeated battles, there are now only about twenty people left.

The sea of ​​fire surged in the northeast, and Yu Du knew in his heart that Xu An's ambush was a success.

The battle of Kuicheng is about to end.

……

Upstairs in Kuicheng City, Wang En looked at the changes outside the city, and wanted to lead the troops out of the city several times, but his reason still gave him the order to stick to it.

All the cavalry in the city followed Zhu Jun, and now there are only more than 5000 infantry, so what if they are taken out of the city.

The flames in the east shook, and countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army cheered loudly, and the sky-shattering shouts spread into Kuicheng.

The sergeant of the Han army who was awakened from sleep was also heard by Wang En.

Panic spread throughout the barracks. Fortunately, the patrol team of the Han army suppressed the panic in time so that the camp would not scream.

Wang En returned to the tower after finishing his tour of the barracks wearing a suit of armor left by Zhu Jun.

Some Han troops who fled back appeared outside the city. They shouted at the guards to open the gate quickly, but with Wang En's military order, the guards did not open the city gate wide for them.

The terrified soldiers yelled loudly at the guards on the city wall, until a rain of arrows poured down, and they fled around the city to other places.

The Yellow Turban Army Rangers with torches galloped across the wilderness, and a defeated Han army was driven away into the distance.

They desperately ran towards the dark place, they couldn't see the way ahead, they stumbled and ran forward, just wanting to stay away from the fire behind them.

But all of these were obviously in vain, and the disintegrated Han army fell one after another under the blades of the Yellow Turban army chasing the knights.

Just like after the great victory in Xiaquyang, the broken soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were chased to the sky and had nowhere to go, but at this moment they became the Han Army.

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

Wang En gripped the railing on the tower with both hands, his face was livid.

The Han army was completely defeated in the battle of Kuicheng. Wang En looked outside the city, and there were thousands of lights outside the city, and the shouts were as loud as thunder.

What was originally a single spark has now turned into a prairie fire.

There were more and more flames, and Wang En's hands and feet were cold. In a daze, he saw that the whole wilderness had been ignited by it. The flames were soaring into the sky, and a mansion full of holes was slowly collapsing in the fire.

Chapter 148 True and False Zhu Jun

On the distant horizon, a glimmer of light quietly appeared.

A round of Golden Crow rose from the ground and slowly flew towards the sky. The clouds above Sunflower City were covered with a layer of gold.

The darkness slowly left the earth, and the whole world ushered in light again.

There was a mess outside the city of Kuicheng, and the smoke from cooking was slowly rising from the various camps of the Yellow Turban Army.

The camp of the Yellow Turban Army was filled with the joy of a great victory. The sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army who were eating were talking loudly about the great victory at night.

Chen Shizhen (eight o'clock).