The Age of Lords
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"Brother, why don't we forget about it?”

Seeing that the Yellow Turban army's second attack had failed and that he had suffered heavy losses, the Yellow Turban canal commander had the intention to leave.

"Old friend, trust me one more time. This time, I will personally lead the army to attack!”

The determined man was unwilling. This was the first time he had encountered such a huge setback in the military.

"Good!"

The Yellow Turban canal commander chose to trust his good friend for the last time.

Since this was the last attack of the Yellow Turban Army, the offensive this time was particularly fierce.

A total of 2,500 people, under the leadership of the determined man, attacked Yanhuang Town.

"It's time for us to use our trump card!"

Seeing the Yellow Turban's ferocious attacks, Su Yun did not want to hold back.

"Order the cavalry to prepare to charge!"

With a wave of his hand, Su Yun looked at the surging Yellow Turban army, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Woo ~"

A strange sound rang out from the horn of Yanhuang Town.

"This voice?"

Before the determined man could think about it, faint thunder suddenly sounded from the sky.

The man turned his head in shock and looked into the distance. Suddenly, he found a black line slowly squirming at the end of the horizon.

He thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes hard and looked carefully. Suddenly, he realized that the black line seemed to be a little thicker than before.

The faint sound of thunder grew louder. Not only the man, but all the Yellow Turban thieves heard the sound and turned their heads to look to the west.

At this moment, the black line had already turned into a surging black wave, sweeping toward the Yellow Turban rebel army with a momentum that could crush everything.

The Yellow Turban thieves, who were trembling with fear, discovered to their horror that even the ground beneath their feet was shaking!

A dazzling cold light shone in the distant sky. It was a snow-white fine steel spear!

"Enemy attack! Get into formation, quickly get into formation!"

The determined man was shocked and screamed.

The 2,500 men following the man were all elites of the Yellow Turban Canal Commander.

However, even the elites of the Yellow Turban bandits had no tactical discipline to speak of. No one could turn a group of farmers into well-trained soldiers in a short period of time!

The man shouted his lungs out, but in the end, it only caused the Yellow Turban bandits 'formation to become chaotic.

The Yellow Turban bandits in the middle had already stopped, but the Yellow Turban bandits at the back were still moving forward. Soon, the middle army was squeezed into chaos.

Only the Yellow Turban bandits at the front, led by the determined man, rushed towards the cavalry formation that was whistling towards them.

Ignorance was fearlessness. They still did not know the power of the cavalry of Yanhuang Town.

"Brothers, go!"

When the Yellow Turban Canal Commander saw the cavalry of Yanhuang Town move out, he also led his 300 cavalry to meet the enemy.

The first row of cavalrymen from Yanhuang Town and the Yellow Turban bandits collided fiercely. The sharp spears easily pierced through the Yellow Turban bandits 'bodies and then into the bodies of the second row of Yellow Turban bandits.

Even more Yellow Turban bandits were sent flying by the surging warhorses. They died when they fell back in the air.

The Yellow Turban bandits were immediately thrown into disarray. They were frightened out of their wits by this sudden blow and were at a loss.

At this time, the cavalry of Yanhuang Town had already arrived, waving their heavy Zhanmadao.

These well-trained cavalrymen formed a formation of sharp arrows, cutting the chaotic Yellow Turban bandits into countless small pieces like sharp scalpels.

The three hundred cavalry scattered the two thousand and five hundred Yellow Turban soldiers!

The determined man brandished his long blade with all his might and chopped off a cavalryman from Yanhuang Town.

When he swung his sword at the second cavalryman of Yanhuang Town, a cold killing intent came from the front right.

He suddenly turned his head, and a cavalryman wrapped in pitch-black armor rushed towards him like a ghost. His cold eyes revealed a suffocating killing intent, and his snow-white iron spear was already hanging in the air.

"Kill them!"

The determined man fearlessly rode his horse and brandished his saber.

As the warhorses crossed each other, the saber and spear collided without any finesse, producing a deafening sound of metal clashing.

The determined man felt his head shake, and blood surged inside.

"What powerful strength!"

This enemy was the greatest enemy he had ever seen in his life!

"Infantry, get ready to face the enemy!"

Su Yun saw that the Yellow Turbans had been scattered, so he led the infantry in the town to open the city gate and go out to meet the enemy.

Five hundred infantry filed out and charged towards the scattered Yellow Turban Army.

"Enemy, die!"

The Yellow Turban commander also led 300 cavalry to attack.

However, before he could make a move, he felt a shock in his heart. He felt that he was being stared at by some ferocious beast.

"Clang!"

Relying on his battle experience, the Yellow Turban Canal Commander swung his broadsword behind him and met an iron spear.

He felt a stifling sensation in his chest, as if he had been hammered by a thousand pounds. His arms were sore and he could no longer hold the hilt tightly. With a clang, the long saber had already fallen to the ground.

Huo Qubing, who was fighting with the determined man, had already arrived!

The warhorse continued to sprint forward with inertia. The Yellow Turban Canal Commander's vision suddenly became clear, and he actually penetrated the enemy cavalry formation.

"Thieves, don't leave! Eat another shot from me, Huo Qubing!”

The Yellow Turban commander reined in his horse and turned around. He saw a horse chasing after him like flying, and his heart and courage turned cold. He quickly rode away from the rear army.

In the face of his own life, the Yellow Turban Canal Commander had abandoned everything.

At this moment, he abandoned his dignity, his good friends, his subordinates, and everything he had.

"Sigh!"

Seeing that his good friend had escaped, the determined man let out a long sigh. He knew that the situation was hopeless.

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