The emergence of the battle of Changshe made many officials, gentry and gentry who were poisoned to celebrate, and also made the members of the family who joined the Yellow Turban Army scared for whatever reason. The most incredible thing was that the Guizhou people in Yingchuan County were extremely differentiated at two levels. One side wished that the demons of the Yellow Turban Army were killed and injured and fell into the realm of animals and ghosts. The other side secretly wiped tears for the heroes and righteous men in the Yellow Turban Army and erected a monument of immortality.

The Yellow Turban Army is such a strange army. Some Yellow Turban soldiers strictly believe in the policy of saving the world proposed by Zhang Jiao, treat the people well, and are as kind as relatives. Some Yellow Turban soldiers are speculators, bandits, bandits, private salt dealers who are busy with fishing and joining the Yellow Turbans, doing all kinds of evil.

It is so difficult to establish a good reputation, but it is so easy to gain a bad reputation. For Han people who have the custom of not going out and not leaving the house and spreading bad news for thousands of miles, the defeat of the Yellow Turban Army may have been destined in the leisurely mouths that are gradually difficult to block sentient beings.

Ten days later, at dusk.

Fifteen miles outside the north gate of Yangdi City.

Originally magnificent, a large camp with shiny swords and swords stood on a vast open land. But now it is a bit desolate and lifeless.

This is where the robbery of Tianyasha He Man, the white-faced man He Yi and the 90,000 Yellow Turbans are located.

The ninety thousand Yellow Turban Army, under the leadership of Qu Commander He Yi and Daqu General He Man, came to attack Yangdi, the capital of Yingchuan with a strong fighting spirit. They had been besieging for more than a month and had lost a full 10,000 people. Seeing that the solid defense of Yangdi County was weakened layer by layer, the victory was in sight, but was shocked by a sudden news.

The main Yellow Turban Army of Yingchuan County, the elite army led by Daqu coach Bo Cai, was burned out by a fire from the court. Bo Cai was killed by Cao Cao, and Liao Hua disappeared. The 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers who were lucky enough to die after the defeat fled in all directions...

He Man walked in the military tent restlessly, and even though he had taken the long iron fork that he had cherished so much in his past, he still didn't know it. He kept cursing and cursing: Bo Cai is really a fool. In his hands, he was burned by a group of officers, soldiers and thieves. He was raised by pigs?

He Yi's white face was as if stained with ink and said: What's the use of this? Bo Cai's head has been cut off. I don't know how long we two brothers can stay on our necks, but think about how to overcome this difficult situation in front of us!

He Man was frightened by He Yi's words and said with a depressed look on his face: You are the commander of the Qu in the first army, and I am at most a general of the Qu in the first army. How can you have many ideas? Brother He, I know that you have been smart since childhood, so you must come up with a solution!

He Yi's eyes were filled with sarcasm. Looking at the anxious look of this cousin who had never seen his martial arts strategy on weekdays, a long-lost pleasure arose.

He did not let He Man wait for too long, so he attached himself to He Man's ear and told him carefully about his plan to escape that had been prepared for the future.

He Man listened to He Yi's lifeless tone and felt a stream of cold wind blowing through his heart. He couldn't help but hold the weapon to settle down in his hand, which made him find a faint sense of security.

"This plan is too fierce, right?" He Man looked at He Yi in surprise, for the first time in his life that he was so strange.

"A gentleman is not a gentleman, but a man is not a man without poison!" He Yi's heart swept through his viciousness and said with an equally cruel voice.

He Man's face became black and white, and the alternating heat made him feel as if he was in a furnace or glacier that could burn the sun and freezing stars. He gritted his teeth for a moment, and suddenly said viciously: I've done it, because I don't want to die yet.

After a few breaths.

Suddenly, a burst of violent coughing sounds came to his handsome tent, and He Man shouted in an anxious voice: Brother He, cousin, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you are sick?

Cough cough cough, He Yi did not respond, but the violent coughing sound became even more intense. He Man rushed out of the camp with an anxious expression and said to the four loyal soldiers waiting outside the camp: You choose two of you to quickly follow me into the camp and see what kind of disease Qu Shuai has?

When two of the loyal personal soldiers heard that the commander He Yi was sick, they immediately entered the tent in panic.

When he entered the tent, he found something was wrong. He Yi did not lie on the exquisite blanket to rest, but looked at them with strange eyes and nostalgia, and stood not far in front of them.

Just when the two soldiers were about to ask about something, a sudden change broke out. He Man, who was following behind them, suddenly burst out, covering the mouth of a soldier with one hand and twisting his neck with great force with the other. He Yi was not willing to rush over, pressing the mouth of the soldier with one hand, and pinching the neck of the soldier with one hand as if crazy.

After a long time, the two personal soldiers died in a suffocation struggle with their eyes closed.

Until their death, they didn't understand why they were both fellow townsmen and villages. They had been following He Yi and He Man for five or six years. Why were they killed, who had always been loyal to each other?

"Don't be too late, take off their clothes and put them on. We have to leave quickly, it will be too late!"

When He Yi saw He Man killing someone, his face turned pale and his palms trembled slightly. He cursed him in his heart and his disdain for He Man increased a little more.

The two soon took off the armor that represented the two Yellow Turban generals, and also took off the armor of the two dead soldiers. After the two sides called each other for clothes, they carried the two dead soldiers onto the exquisite carpet and covered them with sleeping blankets woven by fur fur fur.

The two of them lowered their heads and went out. When they left, He Yi deliberately whispered in a hoarse voice: He Qushuai and He Qu are already asleep, and told anyone not to enter and disturb them!

The words of the two did not arouse any suspicion, because the remaining two personal soldiers did not recognize their personality better than He Yi, they were taciturn, cherished their words and simple minds...

The figures of He Yi and He Man gradually disappeared from the sight of the Yellow Turban Army, and gradually turned into two small dots that no one could see clearly.

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Under the night, the dark sky seemed to cover the entire sky. Even the moon did not appear tonight. Under the darkness and invisible sight, the quietness was really a bit too much.

A faint brown light looked a little weird under the dark night sky. It was a pair of eyes, each with the size of a Lantern Festival lantern.

Eight thousand majestic horses were like ghosts in the dark night, widening their eyes just to wait for the moment of charge.

Lu Bu was firmly protected in the center of the eight thousand cavalry, five generals Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, Wei Xu, Hao Meng and Cao Xing were guarding each other, and vowed to protect Lu Bu's safety to the death.

Looking at the thick and heavy giant wooden door of the middle and east gate of the Yellow Turban Camp, Lu Bu vaguely seemed to see layers of blood dyeing the giant wooden door into a blood gate, and bursts of fishy smell came.

Since Bo Cai, the helmsman of the Yingchuan Yellow Turbans, died in a crushing defeat, the Yellow Turbans in Yingchuan County have been in panic all day long.

In just ten days, a city captured by the Yellow Turban Army was attacked by the hidden gentry forces launched a counterattack, killing more than ten city lords and deputy city lords appointed by the Yellow Turban Army. Even the nine tribes of these city lords and deputy city lords were killed.

Even if the remaining two or three cities did not fall again, they were secretly watched by the many gentry forces in the city, because there was still another force in the Yingchuan Yellow Turbans that had not been defeated, that was He Man and He Yi's 80,000 Yellow Turban Army.

"These yellow turbans cannot escape, and they are destined to be blood flowing into the sea tonight!" Lu Bu said in his heart.

The north gate was the Central Army soldiers assigned by the treacherous hero Cao Cao. The south gate was the tiger Sun Jian, the five tiger generals including Cheng Pu, Han Dang, and 10,000 Central Army soldiers assigned by Zhu Jun. The west gate was the Huang Pu, and Zhu Jun led 20,000 Central Army soldiers assigned by Zhu Jun, and there were nearly 10,000 reinforcements from various routes including Tu Yihang, Ding Hua...

The entire Yellow Turban Camp has become a surrounded cage. Perhaps, even a fly cannot fly out or even fly over!

The hard waiting before the war will always cause people to fall into depression and irritability little by little, and finally burst out from the combat power of the soul.

Lu Bu didn't feel this way. Six big words were still echoing in his mind: enemy, friendly army, our army.

Zhang Liao's wake-up call was still echoing in his ears: there are only three types of people on the battlefield. The enemy will kill them! Friends will help them! Their own army will entrust them with their lives!

The night became darker and shrill, and under the night sky all directions, there were harsh and loud arrow lights. It was the secret code of the entire army to launch a general attack. With the sound of the whistle, thousands of troops moved together!

"Kill!!!" Lu Bu yelled loudly without any unnecessary nonsense.

Eight thousand cavalry like ghosts in the dark night are like storm torrents in the river, no, they are like a roll of huge waves in the sea, sprinting silently towards the camp among the Yellow Turbans!

The broken giant wooden door was a joke under the charge of the eight thousand cavalry. The first wave of charge was hit to pieces.

After the giant wooden door could no longer cover the Eight Thousand Wolf Cavalry, bloodthirsty and cruel light suddenly rose in the eyes of the Wolf Cavalry.

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The tragic howling sounded from all directions, the sound of all kinds of things and debris being smashed, and the sound of all kinds of people being hit hard and fell to the ground.

Faced with the full-strength night attack by all the officers and soldiers in Yingchuan County, the Yellow Turban Camp was instantly trapped in the hell of death in the sea of ​​thousands of suffering.

"Shipman He Qu, General He Qu! The official army is here, wake up quickly, wake up quickly, please help us to defend the enemy!" More than ten intermediate Yellow Turban generals who fought in blood and almost died, rushed into He Yi's tent and shouted at the sleeping dead "He Man, He Yi".

No one responded. Several generals of the Central Electrode did not care too much and turned the two of them over, hoping to wake them up in an emergency.

"How is that possible! Not two generals, these two personal guards of the general!" The dozen or so Yellow Turban generals were shocked. They were not idiots who could sit on the Yellow Turban generals. They almost thought of some possibility after the break, and their faces turned pale.

They were abandoned, and all the 80,000 Yellow Turban soldiers were abandoned by Qu Shuai and Qu General!

"I'm your grandma! He Man, He Yi, you two bitches, I curse you to have no son and grandson! You must die well!" A harsh yellow turban general suddenly swears and curses.

"What should we do?" Behind the group of dragons, these dozen Yellow Turban intermediate generals looked at each other because they did not obey each other and could not control each other.

"Grass, I've also escaped. Even the two bitches ran away. I'm just going to hold on!"

"You are right, why should the coach escape and let us fight hard here?"

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In a short while, more than a dozen intermediate Yellow Turban generals scattered in full swing. In the face of death, the despicable human nature was fully demonstrated.

The Yellow Turbans Qu Commander, Qu General, and more than a dozen intermediate Yellow Turban generals all chose to escape. The result was that the Yellow Turban soldiers who could have a little resistance and could last longer before they could be defeated became scattered soldiers under unmanned command, like headless flies, splattering blood in the camp.

That night, blood flowed into a sea. Eight thousand Bingzhou wolf cavalry slaughtered more than 15,000 Yellow Turban soldiers. And under Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Ridge, he killed a total of 366 people...

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