Seeing the Yellow Turban bandits gathering together in a frenzy, ready to surround them, Meng Lin was also anxious. They could not be allowed to gather together. Otherwise, the cavalry would slow down. Once the cavalry's charging force was blocked, the cavalry would become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"All troops, listen up! Throw your spears!" Meng Lin roared.
He grabbed the javelin behind him and threw it forward fiercely. The others subconsciously followed suit.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The arm-long javelins whistled through the air and then fell down crazily. Once they pierced into the crowd, they caused terrifying casualties. Even if they were wearing heavy armor, they would be pierced through.
Once he threw his spear, a large number of Yellow Turban thieves in front of him fell to the ground and wailed.
"Charge!" Meng Lin roared, grabbed his black iron spear, and rushed over crazily.
Rumble!
The 500 cavalrymen crushed the Yellow Turban Thief on the ground. He could not dodge at all and was directly trampled into meat paste. Once he discovered that there were enemies gathering in front of him, Meng Lin would throw his spear at them crazily. Then, he would push his spear array forward and kill the enemies.
Although there were only five hundred cavalrymen, when the Yellow Turban bandits were exhausted and their formation was in disarray, these five hundred cavalrymen were crazily reaping their lives. No matter how much Pei Yuan Shao shouted, it was useless because no one dared to stop the five hundred horses and the sharp javelins.
Meng Lin was very cunning and did not fight head-on with Pei Yuan Shao. Before he even got close, he turned around and left with his men, charging towards places with more people, leaving only corpses on the ground.
Slowly, the Yellow Turban Army was scared of being beaten. The feeling of 60,000 people being chased and beaten by 500 people made them collapse.
With the morale of the army in disarray, no matter how Pei Yuan Shao roared, no one was willing to listen. Everyone desperately ran towards the direction of the camp, causing chaos.
"Kill them!"
The gates of Xu Prefecture opened, and Zang Ba led the five thousand Xu Prefecture soldiers who still had the strength to fight. They charged out excitedly. Life and death depended on this. He absolutely could not give the Yellow Turban bandits a chance to catch their breath. He had to kill them.
Once these five thousand soldiers appeared, the Yellow Turban bandits fled even more desperately, all hoping to escape into the camp.
However, Meng Lin would not let them off so easily. He laughed and said,"Brothers, defeat them in one fell swoop.”
"Yes, sir!" The five hundred cavalrymen cheered excitedly and charged towards the camp once again.
Before they got close to the camp, Cai Wenji suddenly smiled and said,""General Lin Meng is so brave. If Wenji doesn't do anything, I'll be ashamed.”
Boom!
The harp in Cai Wenji's hand suddenly burst with a red light. The sound waves of the light were like sharp blades, sweeping directly towards the dense group of Yellow Turban bandits in front of the camp. After a series of screams, the front of the camp was suddenly empty, and all the enemy troops were directly cut into several pieces.
Meng Lin gasped in shock and said loudly,""Miss Wenji is amazing. Everyone, charge!”
Rumble!
The cavalrymen charged into the camp, splashing liquor everywhere and setting fire to the camp, causing chaos in the camp.
"Detestable dog thief." Pei Yuan Shao cursed angrily.
Meng Lin and the others were killing everywhere, Zang Ba was charging towards them, and his men were running around, completely losing their will to fight. Pei Yuan Shao helplessly looked up at the sky and sighed,"We're really going to lose this time. Retreat!" Everyone, retreat!"
With Pei Yuan Shao's order, the Yellow Turban bandits ran even more happily. Everyone threw away their helmets and armor, not even bothering to grab their knives. They ran desperately barefoot. Tens of thousands of people were defeated. It was a competition of who could run faster. Those who ran slower would be unlucky.
"Chase them, don't let them go." Zang Ba roared.
Meng Lin grinned hideously and urged his warhorse to charge forward. This was a movement experience point. It would be a waste not to kill them. These guys had long lost the will to fight. It was not easy to beat a dog when it was down.
After chasing for thirty miles, Meng Lin and the others 'hands were sore. They didn't know how many enemies they had killed. They only knew that there were corpses everywhere along the way. Zang Ba and the others were slow, so they could only follow behind to collect the captives and spoils of war.
"General Lin Meng, everyone's stamina is almost exhausted, let's not chase.”Cai Wenji panted.
Although she was very strong, she was still a woman. Such a long battle had already made her sweat profusely. However, Meng Lin did not agree. He roared,"No, the Yellow Turban bandits haven't been completely defeated. Pei Yuan Shao can gather tens of thousands of defeated troops at any time. Everyone, change your bows and arrows!"
Meng Lin took out his longbow and shot an arrow.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Arrows pierced through the bodies of the Yellow Turban soldiers, making them run even more miserably.
"Bastards! Follow me and kill these bastards!”Pei Yuan Shao couldn't hold it in any longer. He gathered over a thousand people and furiously roared as he turned around and charged towards Lin Meng and the others.
Cai Wenji rode her horse and charged forward, the harp in her hand rippling wildly as she took the lead to kill Pei Yuan Shao.
"How dare you!" Pei Yuan Shao laughed strangely,"You're pretty, but you're going to die in your Grandpa Pei's hands."”
The spear in Pei Yuan Shao's hand also emitted a large amount of strange light. It was like a dragon swimming out of the sea, directly blocking Cai Wenji's attack. The two of them charged at each other and were locked in a battle.
Lin Meng took a look. This Pei Yuan Shao was actually level 71, and his stats were even stronger than Cai Wenji. Therefore, after only a few dozen moves, he had already gained the upper hand.
"Release the arrows!" Meng Lin roared.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The dense rain of arrows shot into the Yellow Turban bandits, knocking over a bunch of people, but they still bravely charged over under Pei Yuan Shao's encouragement. Meng Lin snorted coldly and pulled out his long spear, smashing a Yellow Turban thief into a meat patty.
"Charge!"
Rumble!
The cavalrymen crashed into the crowd again. This time, without Cai Wenji's help, the pressure on Meng Lin suddenly increased.
From the start of the battle until now, the entire cavalry had killed at least 4,000 to 5,000 people. Meng Lin had obtained more than 15,000 experience points, allowing him to level up to 37. Although his strength had soared, he was still far from the realm of one against a hundred. That was why he had worked hard to kill all the Yellow Turban thieves.
With all of Pei Yuan Shao's subordinates killed, he could not hold it in any longer and directly sprayed a yellow mist at Cai Wenji.
"Not good, be careful of his poisonous fog." Meng Lin exclaimed.
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