Zhang Jiao led the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers and fled eastward in a panic. The soldiers were so tired that they were out of breath. After confirming that Zhao Yun had not caught up with them, they dared to stop and catch their breath.
"How many people do we have left?"
Zhang Jiao drank a mouthful of water and asked dejectedly.
Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Big brother, many disciples died when the camp was set on fire. Some of the disciples were stopped by the fire and ran towards Nanyang. After they came out, they were killed by the Han army.”
Zhang Jiao heard the sound of his heart breaking. Two hours ago, he still had 100,000 soldiers, but in just two hours, he had less than 30,000 left.
"General Heaven Duke, don't be sad. Although we've been defeated for a while, we still have more troops than the Han army. The most important thing is that your Yellow-scarved Strongmen are all intact.”
Although Guan Hai was a burly man, his words still made some sense.
"Big brother, the terrain ahead is a line of sky. There are tall mountains on both sides and only a passage in the middle. It's easy to be ambushed.”
Zhang Liang was the most cautious of the three brothers. Although they thought that the Han army was not large in number and it was unlikely for them to set up ambushes in two places at the same time, he still understood the principle of being careful.
Under Zhang Liang's urging, the Yellow Turban soldiers lying on the ground weakly got up.
'I'm going to die, I'm going to die. If I had known earlier, I would have stayed at home and been a farmer.' The Yellow Turban soldiers complained in their hearts.
The group walked toward the depths of the One-Line-Sky. When they were halfway there, a violent noise suddenly came.
"Rumble ~"
Countless rocks rolled down from the mountains on both sides, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who were caught off guard were instantly crushed to death.
After the rockfall ended, Zhu Xiong and Sun Jian led two thousand men and charged out from the front, blocking the Yellow Turban Army's path.
"Not good, there's an ambush. Retreat quickly!"
"Damn it, when did the Han army have so many people?”
"Run, damn it, you're blocking my way.”
The 30,000 Yellow Turban soldiers seemed very crowded in the narrow One-Line-Sky.
After retreating a few steps, another group of cavalry suddenly appeared behind them.
"I am the Silver Hammer Guardian Pei Yuanqing. My lord has ordered me to send you on your way.”
One of the Yellow Turban soldiers who was the most eager to escape was unlucky. He met Pei Yuanqing, who had come to seal the mouth. He hit him on the head with a hammer. Instantly, he was a few feet shorter, and blood spurted out from his seven holes.
"What should we do, General Heaven Duke? We…we've been made into dumplings!”
After someone shouted, the Yellow Turban Army became even more chaotic.
Zhang Jiao was really angry. I can't tell that I've been taken care of and I need you to remind me? I thank your entire family!
"Disciples, the Han army is not many. Fight to the death!”
Now that things had come to this, he could only take the chestnuts from the fire and fight to the death.
In front of them, the Jiangdong Tiger X Wentai drew his ancient ingot knife and slashed, hacked, stabbed, and raised all kinds of tricks at the Yellow Turban soldiers.
Zhu Rong led a thousand soldiers to block the road, while the other thousand followed Sun Jian to fight the Yellow Turban Army. It was obvious that he intended to eat all 30,000 of them.
Compared to the front, the pressure from the back was clearly greater. Under Pei Yuanqing's twin hammers, no one could block a single move.
The Yellow Turban soldiers who ate the silver hammers were either bleeding from their seven orifices, or their bodies were shortened by a foot. Some of them were directly smashed with bloody holes. The bloody scene and the strong smell of internal organs made the Yellow Turban soldiers with weaker mental quality vomit directly.
The white-robed soldiers were also split into two groups. One group of 1,000 people followed Pei Yuanqing to kill, while the other 1,500 people sealed the exit, ensuring that not even a mosquito could fly out.
"General Ren Gong, if this continues, we will be devoured!”
Guan Hai killed the Han infantry while hoping that Zhang Liang would come up with an idea.
"Big brother, compared to the youth with the hammer behind us, the Han army in front is weaker. Let's join forces and charge out!”
Zhang Liang's brain was the quickest among the three brothers. After testing his combat strength on both sides, he immediately made the best choice.
With Guan Hai's help, a group of elite Yellow Turban soldiers were quickly gathered. Guan Hai took the lead and opened a path for Sun Jian, who had the strongest martial strength, while the others charged with all their might.
In the end, there were only two thousand soldiers. Finally, under the joint efforts of the three Yellow Turban leaders, a hole was torn in Zhu Xi's defensive array. The Yellow Turban soldiers were like a herd of antelopes that had found their direction and rushed out of the hole in a single file.
Sun Jian wanted to help, but Guan Hai's martial arts skills were not weak. It was impossible to determine the winner in a short time. Moreover, the other party was only bent on stalling him. He could only watch helplessly as a portion of the Yellow Turban soldiers slipped away through the opening.
While the two of them were fighting, Pei Yuanqing and the White Robes Army had already cleaned up the Yellow Turban Army behind them. When they caught up, they saw that at least a few thousand people had run away, leaving only a man fighting with Sun Jian. They were instantly unhappy. It seemed that their plan to wipe out the Yellow Turban Army was going to fail again.
Pei Yuanqing, who was not convinced, wanted to use the Earth Catching Tiger's speed to chase after them for a while more. Suddenly, he heard a few Han soldiers discussing.
"This person's martial arts aren't weak, to be able to fight evenly with the brave Sun Sima.”
"Needless to say, this person is the Yellow Turban Army's number one fierce general, Guan Hai. However, I still believe that Sun Sima will win.”
Guan Hai? He was the Guan Hai that the lord was looking for. He had really worn out his iron shoes to find him.
"Sun Sima, please step back. I'll use him as a sacrificial hammer!”
Lin Chuan had instructed Pei Yuanqing to kill Guan Hai and the Yellow Turban leaders regardless of anything. Pei Yuanqing naturally did as he was told.
Sun Jian was originally unconvinced. The other party wanted to save face, but if he let you fight halfway, wouldn't that be giving you a ready-made opportunity?
However, the earth-grabbing tiger was too fast. It took advantage of the gap between their exchanges to rush over and hammer at Guan Hai's head.
Bang!
Guan Hai had noticed Pei Yuanqing earlier and knew that he was not to be trifled with. He used all his strength to raise his spear horizontally to block this hammer. A loud sound rang out and sparks flew everywhere.
Guan Hai's hands were bleeding profusely from the impact, and cracks appeared on the spear shaft. This freak's strength was simply astonishing!
Guan Hai wasn't the only one who was shocked. Sun Jian, who was watching the battle, was also a little frightened. He almost exploded in anger just now. It seemed that this guy wasn't simple. Fortunately, I held back. Lin Chuan was surrounded by freaks. It was best not to provoke him in the future.
"Hey, you're quite powerful."
Pei Yuanqing's words sounded like he was praising Guan Hai, but it made people feel no sense of honor at all. After a single hammer strike, he was already in such a sorry state.
"Again!"
After saying that, Earth-grabbing Tiger charged forward again. This time, Pei Yuanqing jumped high up and swung his hammers. Let's see how you're going to receive it.
Guan Hai, who knew that he was powerless to take the blow, could only sigh. You think too highly of me.
(End of the fourth watch, February Red bows)
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