In the dark, tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves did not resist the army's invasion into the camp, but ran out of the camp gate. Nearly ten thousand people were like runaway wild horses, and they were about to escape with big bags and small bags.

But

"Kill!"

With the drums beating, horses galloping, and soldiers howling, more than 5000 officers and soldiers suddenly shot out from the south. Although the flag in the middle was dim, it could be seen that it was Cao.

Cao Cao seized the opportunity decisively and killed him immediately. As a result, more than 5000 people under his command just met the Yellow turban thief who rushed out of the camp.

Without saying a word, XiahouDun led three hundred iron cavalry to fight against the current into the Yellow turban thieves. Although the Yellow turban thieves were armed, they were big and small, and it was troublesome to turn around.

Three hundred iron cavalry crashed into it, and the yellow scarf thief immediately made a mess, crying for his father and his mother. He only knew how to escape but did not resist. This group of yellow scarf thieves have long had the desire to escape. Now they are reluctant to lose their gold, silver and silk. Where can they dare to fight?

With the five thousand soldiers coming into the battle, the Yellow turban bandits' precarious situation could not be sustained any more and collapsed immediately. Nearly ten thousand yellow turban thieves fled in all directions, and Cao Cao ordered them to be arrested in all directions. Although there were nearly ten thousand yellow turban thieves, there were also more than 5000 soldiers in the army. It was very easy to capture the prisoners.

At the moment when nearly 10000 people were defeated by the army, a small army of hundreds of people escaped from the camp gate. Cao Cao was commanding the army to capture the prisoners. In addition, the darkness was deep, and the result was not noticed.

Hundreds of people hid in the night, and soon disappeared. They rushed out to seven or eight miles in one breath and stopped.

Out of breath, Huang Shao looked back at the burning barracks and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huang Shuai, thanks for listening to you, or we will become prisoners even if we are not killed."

Huang Shao sneered: "these fools, also thanks to them, otherwise we can not kill out of the encirclement?"

"Huang Shuai, where are you going next? Go to Nanyang to join Marshal Zhang?"

Huang Shao frowned and shook his head.

Are you kidding? Zhang Mancheng is arrogant and arrogant. When he leads the 200000 troops of Nanyang, commander Bo will go. He can give him a high look, and the rest is to get angry. Besides, he has only a few hundred people left. It is estimated that Zhang Mancheng will not be seen when he goes there.

Seeing Huang Shao shaking his head, a group of Pro guards don't know what's going on: "where are we going?"

"To Runan!"

When Huang Shao cut off the railway, Runan was also a disaster area for the Yellow turban thieves. What's more, the population was large enough. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the population reached 50 million. There were 13 states in the world. The average population of each state was about 4 million.

However, there are 400000 households and 2 million Dingkou households in Runan County alone, which is more than half of the state. To put it bluntly, if you occupy Runan, you can at least pull out 230000 troops. If you bring your family with you, millions of troops will not be impossible.

"Go."

Huang Shao took hundreds of thieves to the South and disappeared in the night.

Bo Cai ordered Huang Shao and Bo Qun to summon their subordinates. As a result, Huang Shao left the army and ran away, and Bo Qun was in trouble.

Seeing the fire outside the city, Huang Fu Song knew that Liu Ye had already got it, so he immediately ordered to open the gate of the city. In addition to leaving two thousand people behind, the remaining four thousand people were killed. Huang Fu Song put on his helmet and armor and commanded his subordinates.

More than 4000 Han troops came out of the changshe city slowly, with the front row of swords and shields holding up the big shield. There were more than 3000 footmen in the middle army array, and more than 1000 Sanhe knights on the flanks. The rhythm of the cavalry and the infantry kept consistent and moved forward slowly.

Huang Fu Song pulled out his sword and said, "big man!"

"Big man!"

More than 4000 Han soldiers yelled loudly and their morale rose sharply. They fell into the ranks of the Yellow turban thieves. The wave group saw this and had to command the army to resist. But how can the Yellow turban thieves, who are determined to escape, resist the more than 4000 Han troops with strong morale? As soon as the battle started, it was a one-sided situation. The Yellow turban bandits retreated. If the waves did not crush the array, they would collapse immediately.

Bo Qun, with the elite soldiers of shuoying camp, could not resist. Seeing the Yellow turban thieves scattered everywhere, he thought that he would surely lose, so he rushed back to BOCAI with his elite soldiers.

"Big brother! Don't stand in a corner, let's run, or we will die today. "

Bo Cai shook off the wave group's hand and angrily said, "what are you running for? Where Huang Shao's subordinates are, the number of officers and soldiers is not as large as ours. If we stick to the camp, we may not be able to turn defeat into victory. "

With a long sigh, Bo Qun pointed to the surrounding scene: "brother, Bo Shuai, we can escape and die. How can we turn defeat into victory?"

Bo was stunned. He saw that all the Yellow turban troops around him were losing ground. Many simply gave up their resistance and knelt down to surrender. Some of them ran away with big bags and small bags. The war spirit of the Yellow turban army has completely disappeared.

Seeing this, Bo couldn't help but be stunned. For a moment, he even forgot his subordinates.

Wave was so stunned, countless people were looking at the wave group, thousands of pairs of eyes gathered on the body, making the wave group almost difficult to breathe."Damn it, hold Bo Shuai and kill him from the north gate. Quick

Bo Qun fiercely brandishes the long sword and roars fiercely. Hundreds of elite soldiers and thousands of yellow turban troops surround BOCAI and kill them to the North together.

Liu Ye sees the flag of Bo zishuai moving northward. Without saying a word, he takes his cavalry and pursues him northward. He orders Yu Jin to stop and kill the Yellow turban thief.

Thousands of horses' hooves shook the earth. When the wave group heard the sound of horses galloping, they looked back, and their liver and gall were ready to crack.

Liu Ye, it's the God of death again.

"Don't panic, stand up and fight, quick!"

Although the wave group ordered, but the disorderly yellow scarf thief is full of brain paste, line up? What formation?

If Yu Jin was here, he would clearly tell his soldiers to form a round array. However, Bo Qun forgot this point eagerly and doomed the Yellow turban thief's fate.

Thousands of yellow turban thieves gathered in a disorderly place. Five hundred iron cavalry suddenly stabbed in like a sharp knife, like a knife puncturing a balloon. Thousands of frightened yellow turban thieves immediately broke up and ran around.

Originally, the elite soldiers of the shuoying camp had a firm fighting spirit, but they were affected by the collapse of soldiers around them, and they had no intention of fighting. Many people fled on the spot.

"Who dares to escape? I'll kill him first!" Bo Qun was so angry that he killed several soldiers in succession. However, he could not stop the army from fleeing. On the contrary, many people were far away from Bo Qun and did not dare to approach him.

Just then, a strong sound sounded in the dark.

Collapse!

Wave group only felt a sore throat, reached for a wipe, five fingers are full of blood.