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Chapter 84

After the military order, everyone immediately rushed, and Qingcang also got on the horse and headed to the barracks. This was to transfer the army to meet the enemy. More than half a month of special training increased the combat power of the entire army by another level, which was a little stronger than when clearing out the bandits.

The army of more than 4,000 people came out in full bloom, and the vast Chinese flag fluttered in the wind. His Chinese army was disciplined and had extremely neat formations.

The entire army was arranged according to the military line, with sword and shield soldiers at the front, led by Zhang Liao, and goat and sickle spear soldiers at the second level. The cavalry was led by Cao Chen and followed closely behind. Finally, the archers and archers led by Lin Meng were at the end of the team.

This is the manifestation of cohesion. In contrast, the opponent's army is in disarray and is completely different from the same level.

These people were wrapped in yellow turbans and their expressions were dull. However, the few people in front were surprisingly fierce.

The person in the leader had a familiar face. Isn’t that Zheng Hong, who had robbed gold mines before? Last time he brought 1,200 people and was defeated by Qing Cang, he escaped in a hurry, and he was back.

He shouted, "Qing Cang, come out and die!"

Qing Cang rode on the back of a horse, carried a K47 on his back, guided the army, and planned the plan, and smiled at the Yellow Turban thief.

Qing Cang didn't know how these people knew that he was here. He had been in Julu for more than half a month, and it was inevitable that the wind would be revealed. If that were the case, the Han court probably knew that Julu was entrenched in an army called the Chinese Legion? But at present, the Han court may not have the time and energy to care about him. His size is still much smaller than that of the Yellow Turbans with hundreds of thousands. And it is not obvious that he has the will to resist the Han court.

Zheng Hong was obviously here to seek revenge. At this time, the spies had returned. The Yellow Turban Army had about 6,000 people, mainly spearmen and swords and shields. Most of their weapons were robbed by the Han army or made by themselves, which was relatively backward. The suspense of who won this war no longer exists. It's like an adult fighting three children. No matter how many children are, they can't resist the power of an adult...

Behind Zheng Hong there was another man, dressed in cotton clothes and silver armor. He looked arrogant and knew that this man was the leader of this army at a glance.

"Zheng Hong! Didn't you beat you up last time? You dare to die!"

Cao Chen spoke, and he was fully involved in that battle, from Zheng Hong's invasion and siege to Qing Cang's final destruction of the enemy.

Zheng Hong snorted coldly. "Hmph, we Yellow Turban Warriors will get up wherever we fall! Now General Huang leads thousands of troops to wipe out those who are disrespectful to the Yellow Turban!"

Zhang Liao rode his horse forward, holding a long halberd in his hand, and his voice was as powerful as a bell.

"Yellow Turban Thief, you talk too much! Do you dare to fight me, Zhang Liao?"

Zhang Liao was an official of the Han army before, and he didn't have much feelings about the Yellow Turbans. Now that people come to him, they should be scolded a lesson.

Before Zheng Hong could speak, a voice came from beside him.

"I'll meet you!"

A man suddenly rushed out of the Yellow Turban Army, with a black face as charcoal and curly hair and beard. He came with a long knife in his hand. When Qing Cang saw this man, wasn’t it an African? Didn’t Africans come to settle during the Eastern Han Dynasty? However, at that time, there were historical records that in 108 BC, nearly three hundred years ago. The Roman Empire once presented Emperor Wu of Han with a "flower-hoofed cow" produced in Africa. After more than three hundred years, it was not surprising that blacks had settled.

Black people have special physiques, and their strength and speed are above yellow and white people, but their heads are a bit simple and difficult to use.

He was still a little worried that Zhang Liao would not be able to compare, but his worries seemed a little redundant.

The two horses had already met and started fighting. The black man was extremely powerful, but Zhang Liao was not bad either. The two weapons collided violently, with a lot of sparks, and several rounds were in a row, without any victory or defeat.

Suddenly, Zhang Liao sold a flaw, which attracted the black general to take advantage of the situation.

"Hao!"

The long halberd suddenly pierced deeply into the black man's chest, and the black man fell directly under the horse, and his breath disappeared in an instant.

Such a move alarmed Zheng Hong and the general behind him. The black man won many battles and made great achievements. Now he was killed by Zhang Liao, which made them doubt their eyes.

"General Huang, I'm willing to go!"

The speaker was Zheng Hong himself. After General Huang nodded, he rushed out of the army. This trip was for revenge. In the previous battle, Qing Cang was beaten to pieces. Later, he heard that Qing Cang was in Julu. Now, Huang Jixiang was invited to take revenge with 6,000 troops.

The death of the black general had some impact on the morale of the Yellow Turbans. Zheng Hong tried to save the situation and then took the initiative to ask for the battle.

Zhang Liao and Zheng Hong looked sick and looked a little despised.

"So weak, are there no one in your Yellow Turban?"

"Bold, you dare to be rude."

Zheng Hong came over, Zhang Liao snorted coldly, and the long halberd fell one after another. The poor Zheng Hong was killed directly under the horse in less than a turn. Zhang Liao's performance made all the soldiers look excited.

"good!"

The soldiers of the Chinese Legion shouted thunderously, and their morale rose sharply, unprecedentedly.

The two generals in a row made Huang Jixiang very embarrassed. He stopped the generals who were about to come out to kill the enemy and issued an order. "Pulleyman! Kill!"

A large number of Yellow Turban Army spearmen rushed over under the leadership of five generals. These spearmen were more than 3,000. They had a great impact on swords and shields, with strong attack power and weaker defense. Therefore, Huang Jixiang chose to use spearmen as the vanguard.

Qing Cang gestured with a gesture, Lin Meng knew it and shouted: "Be prepared for bows and arrows!"

At the same time, Zhang Liao also retreated to the sword and shield soldiers, he shouted: "Aggregate! Attack formation!"

All the sword and shield soldiers leaned against each other, moved the center of gravity down, placed the shield on their chest, and held a long sword. The hook and sickle soldiers were interspersed in it, and the long hook and sickle spears stretched out. They formed a cone attack array, which was like a drill bit, and the impact was superior. Wherever they went, no grass grew. This was the formation taught to them by Qing Cang. He studied it in the Military Academy for a few years, so he was able to use it easily.

The center of gravity of the sword and shield soldiers moved downward to let the five hundred archers behind them appear in front of Huang Jixiang. This is amazing. Once the five hundred archers are fired at once, the spearmen have nothing to defend themselves. Such a large number of spearmen gathered together, and they have no defense and a huge goal. A few hundred people will die in a random shot. If they rushed to Qingcang's troops and had another wave, it would be good if they didn't die nearly a thousand.

Huang Jixiang had a hint of doubt on his face, and then ordered: "Blade and Shield Soldiers, sword and Shield Soldiers,"

Only then did someone rush forward with nearly 3,000 sword and shield soldiers. The remaining 200 cavalry were completely useless. After all, their base was too small and their attack power was limited. Before they arrived, they were probably shot to death on the horse and sacrificed their lives bravely.
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