The next day, Chen.
Thirty-six flames of war rose from the city walls of Changshe.
Pillars of fire seemed to burn the heavens, and thick smoke billowed toward the Yellow Turban camp.
In the distant forest.
Cao Cao looked at the eighteen beacon fires and shouted,""All troops, prepare for battle. Our target is the Yellow Turban Army's middle camp, Bo Huacai!”
"General!"
"Our 3,000 infantrymen are attacking the Yellow Turban Middle Camp?" the general asked in horror.”
"There are thirty-six beacon fires and thirty-six Yellow Turban canal marshals. The people in the city want to kill the Yellow Turban canal marshals. Let's attack the middle camp and buy them time.”Cao Cao shouted.
"Here!"
The young general replied.
Cao Cao looked at the thirty-six beacon fires and smiled,""Liu Xian, Liu Zizheng, I'm afraid this is your trick. If Huangfu Song and Zhu Xi really had the ability, why would they be trapped in Changshe?”
At 9:00, the blazing sun filled the sky.
The east gate of Changshe City opened with a loud bang, and three thousand Bei Wei soldiers charged out.
With Liu Xian in the lead, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Li Qing, and Dian Wei led the three thousand Bei Wei Army into formation.
"Raise the flag!"
Liu Xian swung the halberd in his hand and pointed it at the Yellow Turban army.
"Phew!"
Amidst the wild wind, three black flags of the Wei Army and one black flag with the word 'Liu' were raised in the wind. The four flags were clearly showing their fangs and claws.
"Black Flag!"
"It really is the banner of the Great Han Marquis. It seems like Liu Zizheng is leading the charge. Huangfu Song, Zhu Xi, you guys are really at ease!”In the forest, Cao Cao sighed.
"The two of you!"
"I'll have to trouble you to kill the enemy with me today!”Liu Xian turned his head to look at Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. A bloody smile appeared on his face.
Guan Yu stroked his beard and said with a faint smile,""Why bother the general when you're just selling your goods!”
"Kill them!"
Zhang Fei said firmly.
"Bei Wei Army, kill!"
Liu Xian shouted and kicked the red dragon beneath him. He led the three thousand Bei Wei Army and charged toward the Yellow Turban army in the Arrow Formation.
"Banner bearer, the left and right armies have come out of seclusion!”Huangfu Song shouted from the east gate tower.
"Here!"
The two flag bearers shouted and waved their flags at the north and south gates.
At the same time, the Great Han army rushed out of the gate like a tiger. Sun Jian and Zhu Xiong each led 15,000 men and charged out from the city gates on both sides toward the Yellow Turban's flanks.
"Charge!"
In the forest, Cao Cao shouted.
"The beacon fire shines on Luoyang. I feel indignant in my heart. I bid farewell to the phoenix watchtower. The cavalry circled the Dragon City. The snow darkened the flags and paintings. The wind mixed with the drums. I would rather be a centurion than a scholar!”
"Chaotic times and prosperous times are all choices in your hearts. Those who surrender live, and those who rebel die!”
Liu Xian killed ten people with one step. When the Arrow Formation collided with the Yellow Turban army, he quickly tore open a crack, like an arrow tearing through the fur of a vicious beast, piercing deep into the flesh.
Slaughter, blood, and flames of war.
A scene of slaughter completely appeared in the world.
The Yellow Turban Army had a large number of people. Liu Xian rode the red dragon and was instantly lost in the sea of people.
"Banner bearer, ten zhang to the left!"
On the city tower, Huangfu Song saw Liu Xian leave Bo Cai's location and immediately gave the order.
"Here!"
The flag bearer shouted and waved his flag to form a path for the Wei Army.
"Young Master!"
"Ten zhang to the left!"
Li Qing's eyesight was amazing. He caught the flag at the first moment.
"Kill them!" Liu Xian drew a circle with the halberd in his hand and killed four or five Yellow Turban bandits. He then rode the red dragon and began to change directions.
"Stabbing!"
Guan Yu's expression was cold and stern as he slashed horizontally with the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand. In an instant, several heads of the Yellow Turban bandits flew up and splattered in the air with blood.
A chaotic battle erupted.
Although the Yellow Turban Army had a large formation, they were all people who did not know military affairs.
Now, Liu Xian had divided the Yellow Turban Army into four battlefields.
Under Huangfu Song's guidance, the Bei Wei Army had reached Bo Cai's location in a short time.
"Who is it? Why does he have such terrifying strength?”Bo Cai looked at the four flags that were getting closer and closer and said in shock.
"Canal Marshal!"
"I heard that he's the heir of the King of North of Yanzhou. He's from the same bloodline as the current emperor, Emperor Zhang. He should be the emperor's nephew!”Guan Hai explained.
Bo Cai's eyes lit up." Guan Hai," he shouted," take 1,000 Yellow Scarf Warriors and kill him. As long as you kill him, it will be a great achievement!"”
"Here!"
Guan Hai shouted loudly and summoned 1,000 Yellow Scarf Warriors to charge out of the camp.
The Yellow-scarved Strongman wasn't as magical as the rumors said. He didn't know the art of ghosts and gods, and he didn't even know how to summon heavenly soldiers.
They were also mortals, but they were slightly stronger than the soldiers of the Great Han Dynasty. They were the rare elites of the Road of Peace, a troop trained by Zhang Jiao.
However, it was a pity.
Guan Hai and Bo Cai had no idea what they were facing.
A cavalry that was even more powerful than the current one.
The Bei Wei Army was an army that transcended the era.
In the later generations, it was easy to shake a mountain, but difficult to shake the Yue Family Army. The Bei Wei Army was the elite of the Yue Family Army.
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