Chapter 407 Yellow Turban Warrior

boom!

Three large formations, exactly 30,000 yellow scarf thieves came out of the formation, as if a person seemed to have an extra arm, and three fists punched out together, attacking the Han army from left, middle and right.

Yu Jin still looked calm, raised his hand and said: "Shrink the front, Wuben will order you not to go out to fight the enemy!"

The morale of the newly victorious Han army has risen, but the prestige in the army is too high, so the 12,000 Han soldiers did not move, but slowly shrunk the front line, like a big bird folded its wings and wrapped itself .

The 30,000 yellow turban bandits were all descendants carefully trained by Xu He. They had just ordered a full meal and their morale was high, so they marched extremely fast, and soon arrived at the pre-deployed position, launching a general attack almost at the same time.

All of a sudden, the front and left and right sides of the Han army were attacked at the same time, and nearly three times the strength of the Han army surrounded the Han army like Mount Tai.

The soldiers of the yellow turban thieves quickly reached the first line of the Han army, and tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves slammed into it. They all knew that the army was running out of food and grass. If this battle could not be won , it is equivalent to failure, so the momentum is very strong.

The front line of the Han army was under great pressure, but fortunately, the sword and shield hands had been trained for a long time and could withstand hard fighting, so they also withstood the overwhelming attack of the Yellow Turban bandits.

The yellow turban bandits attacked from all sides while the Han army was on the defensive. They couldn't break through for a while, but Xu He couldn't bear it anymore.

"Yellow Turban Warrior, go to battle!"

I saw a road suddenly parted in the center of the yellow scarf bandit formation, and an army of more than a thousand people rushed out suddenly.

This troop is very peculiar. The elite level of a troop is determined by the armor rate. In the era of cold weapons, a piece of armor can guarantee the safety of the wearer to a large extent. Therefore, knights in the Western Middle Ages and samurai in the Japanese Warring States Period are both a pair of armor. Armor or plate armor was handed down to later generations, while Nurhachi started his army with thirteen armors.

According to common sense, the higher the armor rate of a unit, the higher the combat effectiveness of the unit. Weak militiamen are generally dressed in commoner clothes, and sharp soldiers like Yuan Shao's elite soldiers, Almost all of them wear armor.

But this troop was bare-chested, with only yellow scarves tied on their heads, and various weapons in their hands, but basically they were all short-handed weapons, such as long knives and short axes, which were easy to chop. And on the complexion of this army, all kinds of strange symbols are painted with cinnabar, the original face is not real.

"Xu Shuai learned the immortal technique of the great virtuous master, and summoned the yellow scarf warrior!"

"Great! The yellow turban fighters descended from the sky, and it was easy to defeat the officers and soldiers."

"Everyone, make way for the Yellow Turban Warriors."

The yellow turban thieves, who were already high in morale, were overjoyed when they saw the yellow turban wrestlers, and made way for them.

It is said that in the era of the three generals including the great virtuous teacher, they could call the wind and call the rain, and spread beans to form soldiers, and this "soldier" was the yellow scarf warrior. They were fearless, invulnerable, and knew no pain.

In fact, of course, it is impossible for yellow turban wrestlers to be truly invulnerable and pain-free. They were fanatics trained by Zhang Jue with religious fanaticism, and they had to do whatever Zhang Jue ordered them to do, so Zhang Jue ordered them to fight, and they naturally obeyed.

However, the Yellow Turban Warriors have always been the faith of countless Yellow Turban thieves. Seeing the Yellow Turban Warriors rushing out, countless Yellow Turban thieves cheered for it.

"kill!"

Thousands of yellow-turban warriors had frenzied expressions, shouting words that others could not understand.

But at this very moment, he was captured by the yellow turban warrior and rushed forward in one breath. More than a thousand yellow turban wrestlers swung their long knives and short axes in their hands and slashed wildly, opening a gap in the Han army's front forcefully.

Yu Jin frowned, and directly led the guards to go up, brandishing the ring sword, and personally supervised the battle.

Yu Jin's commanding ability is very strong, and he is one of the few generals under Liu Ye who can stand alone. However, his martial arts is undoubtedly much inferior to that of commanding, but under the influence of Liu Ye, Zhang Jai, Pound Ma Chao and others, There is some progress.

Yu Jin knew in his heart that if he wanted the soldiers to cheer up, he had to break this predicament himself.

"Drink!" Yu Jin yelled, and the ring head knife swung out suddenly, aimed at a yellow scarf warrior and chopped it down. The yellow turban wrestler was bare-chested, so Yu Jin easily cut across his chest with a knife.

"Soldiers! These people are not yellow scarf fighters, they are also human beings, they will bleed, they will be injured, and they will die!" Yu Jin shouted, and the soldiers of the Han army woke up after seeing this scene, and their morale rose.

"Kill!" Unexpectedly, even though Yu Jin's knife was slashed across the chest, the yellow turban wrestler still had a frenzied look on his face. He was not worried about his injuries, but instead raised his hatchet and threw it at Yu Jin.

Whoosh!

Before dying, the yellow turban wrestler fought hard, the hatchet was quite heavy, piercing through the air, and came straight to the gate of the forbidden face.

Broken, careless!

Yu Jin's complexion changed, and he thought to himself: My life is over.

when!

There was a sudden sound of metal and iron clanging, and a ring-headed knife flew across from a distance. The blade brought a strong wind and slammed into the edge of the short axe, shaking the forbidden eardrums. .

"How courageous!" A red shadow galloped past, and the long spear shot out, piercing the chest of the yellow turban wrestler in an instant. The yellow turban wrestler had exhausted all his strength in the blow, so he died naturally.

"Wen Ze, you are not good at martial arts. From now on, you can command the battle and supervise the battle yourself, so don't go out." Liu Ye turned back and said.

It turned out that the ring-shoulders with the loud noise just now were issued from Liu Ye's hands. Liu Ye is a master of martial arts, he can see all directions, and he knew the danger of being forbidden when he saw the movement of the yellow scarf wrestler raising his hand, so he didn't have time to think about it. Shanhuan's first saber was thrown out, but it came after the first, just in time to stop the short axe.

Yu Jin said ashamedly: "The general will practice martial arts diligently when he returns home."

Liu Ye laughed: "It's not necessary, the ruler is shorter and the inch is longer, and the text is based on you and you just need to defend the formation, and then"

"It's time for the general to perform!" Liu Ye raised a confident smile, and then gathered the spears in his hands: "Guard cavalry, follow me."

"Step into the enemy camp and kill Xu He!"

"Step into the enemy camp and kill Xu He!"

Five hundred personal guard cavalry rushed out from the army and followed closely behind Liu Ye. Although there were only five hundred people, they were all serious Liangzhou horses, and their momentum was not small.