Only then did Peng Tuo regret his previous selfishness. The 30,000 elite men were originally walking at the front of the team, but he wanted to use the offline Yellow Turban Army to wear down the strength and physical strength of the officers and soldiers. With a little trick, he tricked the offline Yellow Turban Army into walking to the front of the team.
Those people are an army of 70,000.
Standing in front of the team is like a series of iron gates lying in front of his elite army. This time, his nickname of Tie Suo Hengjiang was not wrong at all.
This is also true, cleverness will lead to mistakes, and calculations will lead to mistakes.
Looking at the countless yellow turbans in front of him, Peng Tuo realized for the first time that yellow turbans were so annoying.
Under the yellow turban that Peng Tuo hated, there were excited faces. The off-line Yellow Turban Army who rushed in front of the team became inexplicably excited when they saw that there were only a few thousand officers and soldiers led by Xiao Yang. It seems that these officers and soldiers are the guarantee for their promotion and wealth.
After Bo Cai¡¯s rebellion, an order was issued in Yangzhai City in Yingchuan: Brothers and sisters who were not incorporated into the regular Yellow Turban Army could be incorporated into the regular Yellow Turban Army as long as they killed an officer and soldier on the battlefield. Kill two soldiers and you will be promoted to a higher rank; kill three soldiers and you will be promoted to captain
Finally, Bocai, who was getting excited while talking, said to all the brothers and sisters of the Yellow Turban Army: If they can kill an officer above the captain on the battlefield. Then you can at least serve as an officer above the rank of commander in the army.
What a tempting reward! What an exciting bounty! In order to be promoted to an officer, in order to become an official Yellow Turban Army. These people with sticks in their hands had just stepped out of the farmland with their muddy legs into the big city of Yingchuan. They were once simple farmers, gritting their teeth, gnashing their teeth, red eyes, and clenching their hands, like a bunch of people. The wolf saw the food and pounced on it viciously.
They want to kill people, they want to be officials, they want to make a fortune. For these reasons, they have forgotten that they were once simple people who did not even dare to kill chickens and ducks. Nowadays, profit is the most important thing. What about benevolence, justice, integrity, kindness and loyalty? They have all been thrown out of the sky by Bo Cai and Peng Tuo's advocacy.
The Yellow Turban Army that Peng Tuo mentioned had already rushed forward. It was divided into three parts by Peng Tuo, with 10,000 elite troops on the left, center and right each, commanded by Huang Shao, He Man and Peng Tuo respectively. How can these thirty thousand people be willing to show weakness? Holding a gun and a knife, he pushed aside the comrades in front of him with his hands, trying to push his way to the front.
Before Peng Tuo and the others could squeeze in, the yellow scarf army in front of them had already fought with a thousand officers and soldiers from Xiao Yang, Wenpin, and Ruan Lie.
On horseback, Xiao Yang, Wenpin and Ruan Lie occupied the left, middle and right positions of the officers and soldiers.
The Yellow Turban Army who rushed at the front obviously did not expect that thousands of officers and soldiers saw so many Yellow Turban Army rushing up. They still stood there and did not run away.
In their impression, officers and soldiers never dared to fight formally with their brothers. Did they take the wrong medicine today? And they collectively took the wrong medicine.
" The two thousand officers and soldiers did not collectively take the wrong medicine. I am afraid that Xiao Yang was the only one who took the wrong medicine.
The difference between the two armies is no more than twenty steps. Each other can already see each other's nose, eyes and eyebrows.
Xiao Yang moved and stabbed the sky with the spear in his hand. It seemed as if everything had been pierced by the spear in Xiao Yang's hand that day.
"Shoot the arrows" The two armies were twenty steps apart. It was only when Xiao Yang fell that he shouted out the military order of "shoot the arrows".
Xiao Yang knew that the so-called bows and arrows of the army were nothing more than nothing, just a trick used to scare people.
Because, Xiao Yang has only one hundred and fifty competent archers. The remaining fifty archers had basically no accuracy.
Among these one hundred and fifty archers, except for the nine from Xinye (Ruan Lie, as the commander of the Xinye archers, has been promoted to the rank of Qu Commander, and basically no longer uses arrows alone), there are one hundred other archers. Twenty people are the old team of Nanyang Wancheng. The other twenty-one people are the archers from Youyang Zhoushuang and Niyang's county soldiers.
The two hundred archers who were barely formed still have strong bows and arrows in their hands. Xiao Yang had put together this extraordinary force by spending his time and energy since he took over the military power of Nanyang from Chu Gong.
There are two hundred people, and Hu Guang is their leader.
"shoot¡ª¡ª"
Hu Guang viciously imitated Xiao Yang's voice, shouted out, and took the lead in shooting an arrow.
"Wh¡ª¡ª" The sound of the arrow piercing the air was very sharp. However, the sound that broke through the air was very short. It seemed that just as it sounded, the arrow's sharp, trembling sound could no longer be heard.
It¡¯s not that the shouts of hundreds of thousands of people, the sound of footsteps, weapons breaking through the air, shouts, and curses affected the sound of everyone listening.
Instead, the arrow that Hu Guang loosened from his bow had just made a sharp sound in the air, and had already shot into the neck of an offline Yellow Turban soldier.
The sound of the arrow piercing the air can no longer be heard. All that was heard was the sound of the arrow's clusters penetrating into human flesh, blood vessels, and bones. And, with a sound of "poof¡ª¡ª", hot blood surged out from the arrow mouth and splashed onto the back and cheeks of the comrade in front. The man was a little scared and yelled a little cruelly.
The man in front smelled the hot blood splashing from his body to his cheek for the first time. Feeling his cheeks heat up, the man wiped his cheeks with his hand. When the hand came to his eyes, it was already covered in blood.
"ah¡ª¡ª"
Although before the war started, I had told myself countless times not to be afraid. Don't be afraid. After killing two officers and soldiers who usually bully you, you can become an official, make money, and live a good life. Kind people are kind after all. Looking blankly at the blood on his hands, the man yelled wildly, turned around and ran away in fright. But, where can you escape among the crowd?
In fact, even if there is no one on the road he wants to run. At this time, he could no longer run away. Rushing at the front, and rushing in front of the two hundred archers led by Hu Guang. God has destined that today, he will bleed.
One hundred and ninety-nine archers shot out one after another after Hu Guang's arrows were shot.
Only then did Xiao Yang realize that on this kind of battlefield, everyone could do it, and everyone was a marksman.
With such a dense crowd, there is no shield, even a pot lid? Not many of these offline Yellow Turban troops who came to kill people and perform meritorious deeds were well equipped. In the face of arrows, nothing but their blood and flesh, their lives and their lives. What else can they give in return?
Two hundred archers fired randomly, and two hundred Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground. Those who were hit by arrows, those who were dead and those who were not completely dead, their blood was still hot. They are still gurgling out, watering the earth full of yellow dust.
Shake your head and regret. Xiao Yang didn't expect that the bow and arrow would be so powerful here. Could it be? A sharpshooter can shoot a whole company of rifles in eighty-nine seconds. They all stand still and let you, a novice, shoot them. Self-deceiving fool.
Twenty steps, you can only shoot one arrow.
When Hu Guang led the army to shoot again, the Yellow Turban Army had already rushed to the opposite side.
"kill¡ª¡ª"
The people on both sides shouted loudly involuntarily. Open your eyes red and hold the weapon (knife, gun or wood) tightly with both hands.
There was the sound of slashing and killing everywhere, and there were shrill screams everywhere. The huge battlefield suddenly became a Shura place.
The ground was filled with stumps, severed arms, severed flesh, and piles of hot blood.
The people here have become beasts. More ruthless, cruel, and vicious than wild beasts. As long as it's not on your side, if you swing the weapon in your hand, it will be chopped down viciously. No matter whether the opponent is about the same age as himself or much older than himself, male or female. Here, there is only killing. Here, there is only venting.
The whole process lasted less than half a stick of incense.
The strength of both sides is really not on the same level. The officers and soldiers were fully armed, except for the swords and guns in their hands. Some even wore armor. The best thing the Yellow Turban Army had in their hands was a two-meter-long, sharpened wooden gun. Or, a hoe or a fork. Except for some equipment in their hands, the Yellow Turban Army off the assembly line only had one or two short jackets on them. Compared with Zijia, there is a huge difference.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A confrontation of this level, even if there are the largest number of people, what is the use? Moreover, the officers and soldiers formed a square formation. You can only have three or two people at the most, using weapons to attack one officer and soldier at the same time. The rest can only stare from the side.
Xiao Yang didn¡¯t dare to let them stare any longer.
Xiao Yang, who was riding on a tall horse, had been glaring at Peng Tuo's main elite after he ordered his soldiers to form three square formations to fight against the bandit army.
Peng Tuo's main force was blocked from the outside and was not allowed to fight with the officers and soldiers in Xiao Yang's three major square formations.
Hearing the screams of his men from time to time, Peng Tuo became furious and drove his horse forward. He whipped the lower-line Yellow Turban soldiers who were blocking the front and shook them loudly to get out of the way.
It¡¯s just that there are too many people and the battlefield is too chaotic. Although Peng Tuo was the commander-in-chief of the first army, not many people heard the military orders at this time. Not many people heard military orders, and not many people followed them. Those who are weak in front will block it, but those who are strong in the back will not be able to get in.
Peng Tuo let out a loud cry of anger and rode his horse, rushing back and forth. Suddenly seeing the sergeant's gongs and drums, I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Rushing to the gongs and drums, Peng Tuo banged the drums, and at the same time ordered his elite men to concentrate their voices.?, shouting at the same time. The shouting was nothing more than asking the people in front to make way for them.
In fact, Peng Tuo also arrived on the real battlefield and became impatient. Otherwise, what if he is like He Man? From the far right, go around a long road and pass through it, and you will soon reach the battlefield.
However, when Xiao Yang collapsed, He Man was no longer allowed to come near.
¡°Withdraw¡ª¡ª¡± After a long cry, the ten guards around Xiao Yang shouted without hesitation. This evacuation order had been received by Xiao Yang a long time ago.
Wenpin and Ruan Lie did not hesitate to stop their soldiers and retreated without any hesitation.