C81

"Just now, Yang Lin came to report that he was the one who would break out of the siege today, and that he was escaping towards the Lunan. What do you think? "

Zhu Jun was slightly stunned, and practically sucked in a mouthful of cold air. He turned his head, but what he saw was Yang Lin's back, and an unfathomable expression appeared on his face as he sighed at Huangfu Song.

"This person is not simple."

The summer weather was really unpredictable. It was a cloudless day. The night had just begun, and gusts of wind had dispersed the heat from the day, blowing on the land and making it cool and refreshing. Soon after, the sky was covered by dark clouds. It was almost midnight, and a light drizzle began to fall. Not long after that, rain began to fall under the eaves of the houses.

In Yang Di City, at the entrance of a county magistrate, Soldiers of the Yellow Scarves was anxiously standing in the drizzle. His clothes, which were soaked in sweat during the day, were now drenched by the rainwater and stuck tightly to their bodies. Many soldiers could not help but sneeze;

There were quite a few soldiers gathering around him. There were over a hundred thousand people standing on several streets. He had heard that he was going to break out of the siege. He had eaten almost all the food in the evening. Although he hadn't eaten his fill, it was still much better than the previous days.

Bo Cai stood on the high platform at the entrance of the county magistrate court, holding his war horse in his left hand and the long knife in his right. His expression was stern as he stared expressionlessly at the sky in the distance. Xiao Yu landed on his face. It flowed down along the gully on his face, even down to his neck, but he did not feel it.

He stared at the sky, as if trying to find some inspiration in the starry sky. Unfortunately, even though he was able to see through both of his eyes, the sky was too high, the universe was too big, and the vast and boundless horizon was filled with only stars, he could not see anything.

"Reporting to the marshal, all the soldiers are here."

Peng Tuo and Huang Shao both walked towards him, pulling him back from his reverie. Bo then retracted his gaze. He couldn't find the answer in the starry sky, so he had no choice but to return to reality. Looking at the few streets full of xanthopanax soldiers, his stomach was suddenly filled with grief.

"Brothers, the imperial court is immoral. It has left our people in the fire and water, causing our parents, brothers, wives and children to starve to death in the village. Why do we have to start a fight? Wasn't it just for a meal? Isn't it just to not starve to death? "

He paused, trying to calm himself. He knew very well that the majority of the soldiers who joined the xanthopanax were there for a meal, so they wouldn't starve to death. He swept his gaze across Soldiers of the Yellow Scarves who was crowded on the street and took a deep breath. His loud and clear voice immediately resounded through the sky.

"Brothers, outside the city, the imperial official dog s had gathered an army of tens of thousands of troops and blocked us in the city in an attempt to starve us to death. Brothers, we no longer have any way out, the brothers who surrendered in the guild were all killed by the official dog, they wanted to kill us all. Brothers, it's time for the decisive battle. Even if you risk your life, you will die if you surrender, since it's death anyway, the tiger cave and dragon cave are just ahead, Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, I will bring my brothers to challenge them. "

At this point, he stopped, handed his saber and warhorse to the personal guards, and slowly walked down the steps to the middle of the soldiers. He first walked to the side of exorcism Captain Dazhu, stretched out his hand and patted Dazhu's shoulder heavily. Then, he patted the soldiers in front of him one by one, and then returned to the stage.

"Brothers, tell me, do you dare to follow me to kill official dog to seek revenge?"

The Soldiers of the Yellow Scarves's emotions were all ignited by Bo Cai's "Teng". Their fear of death suddenly turned into a kind of lofty sentiments, as if they had all been hypnotized. More than a hundred thousand people seemed to have been possessed, as they pointed their arms at the sky and let out their most primitive cries.

"Kill the official dog, get your revenge!"

The east city gate suddenly opened, and over a hundred thousand xanthopanax soldiers rushed forward like a flood that had broken through a dike, howling. The earth trembled, and the insects that were wearily hiding in the deep hole began to tremble, the clouds in the sky also began to tremble, as the rain suddenly became heavier …

"Kill …"

The xanthopanax that blotted out the sky and covered the earth was like a group of moving yellow ants, holding up their large shining blades and spears, endless killing intent wreaking havoc in the heaven and earth, clamoring and rampaging about, covering the wastelands and over the hills, for their survival, in the direction of life, rolling forward …

"Howl …"

The low sound of the horn echoed through the wilderness. It was sad and long, like the mournful sound of a funeral, which made one's hair stand on end. The soldiers of the xanthopanax were all familiar with the sound of the horn, hearing it, they knew that the battle was right in front. Normally, they might have been afraid to hear this voice, but not today. Today, they would advance bravely.

Without a doubt, this was an order for the Imperial army to prepare for battle. Imperial army, who was already on alert, had set up a round formation outside the east gate of the Yang Di that emphasized defense. In front were the blade and shield men, in the middle were the long gunners, in the back were the archer, and in the two sides were the three river riders swimming, providing protection for the two flanks of the formation.

Huangfu Song's defensive formation was the simplest and most practical battle formation, it was also the result of Huangfu Song's decades of experience in war and war. After many practical battles and continuous improvements, the battle results were getting better and better, Huangfu Song had full confidence in this formation.

In the array of the imperial government, the flags of the two generals, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were fluttering in the wind. The two of them looked at xanthopanax who was running out of the city and revealed a slight smile. They knew clearly in their hearts that history would remember the Yang Di. It was Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun who, in the wilderness outside of Yang Di City, had let out a small drizzle and completely annihilated the arrogant Yellow Mask River Marshal.

However, Bo Cai was even more confident than them. The xanthopanax soldiers who rolled towards them were no longer ordinary warriors, but a group of mad bulls with torches on their butts. In their eyes, not to mention the array of arrows and spears, even Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild would charge forward. Just like a moth on fire, even though it knew that death was coming, it still did not hesitate.

A hysterical meat fight began.

On the vast and flat plains of Yang Di, a large group of black mass of cavalry rode towards official army formation. This county cavalry was dressed in the armor of the imperial government and held onto the spears of the army, even the bouquet of red cherry on their helmets was identical to that of the imperial army.

The first to rush over was Bo Cai's cavalry unit. Bo Cai was the last elite soldier, not just exorcism, but also a group of the bravest soldiers. Their equipment had been seized from the soldiers, a souvenir of their victory over the army.

"Kill …"

Those cavalrymen were like gamblers who had lost because their eyes were red. Their eyes were burning as if there was a raging fire burning inside them. They held their spears horizontally, howling like wild beasts, accelerating, accelerating, constantly accelerating, and their frenzied horses' hooves pounded heavily on the ground. No one wanted to get out of the way. No one could get out of the way. If they didn't get out of the way, they would die. If they tried to get out of the way, they would be swallowed up by the torrent.

This was a completely suicidal charge. Huangfu Song's massacre of the yellow cloth army captive made them unable to see any hope of survival, and it also stimulated the viciousness of the soldiers in the xanthopanax. No matter what, he would still die. Rather than being slaughtered like a dog, it was better to fight with everything he had. They all believed that they were doomed. They moved forward, forward, all the way forward …

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

When they rushed forward, they were actually clashing against each other. There was no tactics, no offense, no defense, but they were actually clashing against each other. There was almost no interval between them. Over a thousand cavalrymen were marching forward. One after another, they charged forward with their horses and their men.

The galloping Steel Cavalry finally crashed into the official army formation, splattering blood everywhere. The loyal xanthopanax Knights were like a bunch of moths pouncing towards a flame, using their own lives to shine towards the end. They did not know who bumped into whom, nor did they know who killed whom.

During the long charging line, be it the cavalry, the infantry, or even the innocent warhorses, they had all turned into ghosts of grievances. Whether it was the xanthopanax or the soldiers, they were all the lowest level of commoners in this society. They didn't even know who they were fighting for, nor did they know if they were right or wrong, nor did they care about right or wrong.

The hooves of the horses broke the heads of the blade and shield soldiers, and the body of the horses that had lost their balance continued to move forward, colliding with the long gunner's spear. Immediately after, the horses were penetrated, and many Lance Soldier s were pressed down under the horses' bodies. The cavalrymen on horseback flew even further and directly collided with the archer, their spears piercing through each other. Most of the cavalrymen and archer died together.

"Kill …"

Pei Yuan Shao shouted loudly, his eyes burning with resentment and hatred. Hunger had taken his parents' lives, and the Wealthy Class had taken his sister, and he had attended Yellowscarf with a heart full of resentment. Seeing that his brothers were headed towards the abyss one by one, he fiercely grabbed his warhorse and charged towards the formation without hesitation.

His spear fiercely thrust forward, the sharp spear blade pricking open the chest of the soldiers, hot blood spurting out and reflecting the rain that covered the sky. He casually picked up the official army and ruthlessly smashed them towards official army formation, immediately opening a gap for the tight-knit official army formation.

The war horse rushed into official army formation, the spear in his hand pierced through one of the official archer s, but he did not know where it came from, but a spear had already pierced into his chest, he only felt a chill on his chest, the power in his entire body quickly disappearing like floodwaters. His blurry eyes could no longer see anything, but the image of his mother's emaciated face appeared in his mind. Before he died, he could only utter one sentence:

"Mom …"

At some point, the light rain had turned into a heavy rain, and the drizzling rain had turned into droplets that splashed on the ground. The thick clouds in the sky were so heavy that it pressed down on people's hearts, and everything in the world was so depressing.

Right behind the riders was the xanthopanax's Bu Dian. More than a thousand cavalrymen flew into the fire, completing their final step of ascension. This tragic scene greatly stimulated the blood of the xanthopanax disciples. As if they had been injected with chicken blood, they opened their red eyes wide and rushed forward while roaring madly.