"It's over, it's all over!"
In the Yellow Turban Middle Corps, Cheng Yuanzhi saw the situation on the left and right wings and immediately sat weakly on the chariot.
At this moment, his mind was in a mess, and he was no longer as high-spirited as before.
He had originally thought that his 90,000-strong army would suppress Chen Zhan no matter how strong he was, but with just this little cavalry, he would definitely not be his match.
However, reality gave him a heavy blow.
"This is the cavalry of Liaoxi. Is this how terrifying Flying General Chen Zhan is?？”
Cheng Yuanzhi murmured softly, finally realizing the terrifying combat power of the cavalry of western Liaoning.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
"Marshal, the Han army is coming. Let's go!!”
Just as Cheng Yuanzhi's emotions were in a mess, his trusted soldiers saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly went forward to remind and persuade him.
"Leave?"
Hearing this, Cheng Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses." Yes, let's retreat first. As long as there's life, we don't have to worry about not having firewood to burn.”
As he spoke, he got on his warhorse and prepared to escape with his personal guards. After leaving, he would plan something else.
It had to be said that Cheng Yuanzhi was indeed decisive.
However, the opponent he encountered was Chen Zhan.
……
"Hmm, you want to run?"
More than a hundred meters away, Chen Zhan had been paying attention to Cheng Yuanzhi's movements. The first thing he noticed was that he wanted to escape.
Immediately, the spear in his hand swept across the army, instantly clearing the dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers who were charging at him.
Immediately after, a person rode straight towards Cheng Yuanzhi's direction.
"Those who block me will die!"
Holding the spear with one hand, Chen Zhan's body was filled with a murderous aura as he easily carved out a bloody path.
The ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers were so shocked by his astonishing killing intent that they did not dare to approach him at all. They even turned around and fled.
There were also some who were bold and fearless, but before they could get close, they were killed by his spear.
Soon, the scene of him chasing after hundreds or even thousands of soldiers appeared.
"Demons, these cavalrymen aren't humans. Everyone, run!”
"Father, mother, I was wrong. I will never go to the battlefield again.”
" Yellow Heaven Bless…"
There were shouts everywhere.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was in chaos. Not only had the two wings of the Yellow Turban Army been defeated, but the front had also been utterly defeated by Chen Zhan and the Xiandeng Camp.
In the chaos, some of the Yellow Turban soldiers were so bloodthirsty that they even killed their own people without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Looking around, there was slaughter everywhere. If they were not killing, they were being killed. It was not easy to run on the battlefield.
The sky was covered with dark clouds.
On the ground, screams, hoofbeats, cries, and the sound of weapons colliding intertwined.
The entire scene was extremely oppressive and bloody.
The cruelty of war in the era of cold weapons far exceeded the imagination of future generations.
With every slash and stab, blood splattered everywhere. It was difficult to find a complete corpse on the battlefield.
"KILL KILL KILL…"
Not far behind Chen Zhan, Ju Yi and his men of sacrifice had their eyes bloodshot from killing. They slashed and killed anyone they saw.
As long as one had a yellow turban on their head, they were enemies.
To them, the enemy's head was a military merit. Not only did they not have any psychological barriers after killing it, but they were also more excited and excited.
Compared to the Wuhuan people, these Yellow Turban soldiers were too weak. They killed them like killing chickens and did not waste any effort.
……
"Not good, the Han general is coming.”
"Marshal, leave quickly. My brothers and I will stay behind to stop him.”
In the midst of the chaos, Cheng Yuanzhi led 500 soldiers and fled straight for the Yellow Turban camp. There were some things he had to take with him.
At this moment, Chen Zhan had already caught up.
"Brothers, I, Cheng Yuanzhi, have let everyone down.”
Seeing that the personal guards had already decided to die, Cheng Yuanzhi let out a sorrowful cry and left decisively with less than ten riders.
For the sake of the Yellow Turban cause, he could not let his brothers down.
At this moment, the hatred in Cheng Yuanzhi's heart towards Chen Zhan reached an extreme.
"Yellow Heaven above, brothers, kill!”
"Kill them!"
Facing Chen Zhan who was riding his horse, the 500 personal guards charged fearlessly.
Their thoughts were very simple. Even if they could not kill Chen Zhan, they had to stall him for a period of time.
"An ant trying to shake a tree!"
Chen Zhan muttered to himself as he thrust out the Hegemon Breaking Formation Spear in his hand. The sharp aura seemed to be able to pierce through the sky.
"Army Destroyer!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of spear lights appeared out of thin air and swallowed the 500 Yellow Turban guards in an instant.
By the time everything returned to normal, all 500 of his personal guards had died.
Even in death, their eyes were still filled with fighting spirit.
"You're loyal and brave, but unfortunately, you followed the wrong person!”Chen Zhan commented indifferently and looked ahead.
"Chen Zhan, I'll fight it out with you!"
Accompanied by a furious roar, Cheng Yuanzhi held a large saber and charged at Chen Zhan with a face full of hatred.
When he saw 500 of his personal guards being killed by Chen Zhan in an instant, he had no intention of running away.
"Not bad, I can give you a decent death.”
Chen Zhan's cold voice sounded.
As the two horses passed by each other, they took Cheng Yuanzhi's attack head-on and directly beheaded him with a horizontal sweep.
"How can there be such a powerful general…"
With this final thought, Cheng Yuanzhi's consciousness slowly sank into darkness.
"The Yellow Turban Canal Commander is dead. Surrender quickly!”
Picking up Cheng Yuanzhi's head, Chen Zhan shouted loudly, resounding throughout the entire battlefield.
Instantly, the entire battlefield seemed to fall into a deathly silence.
" Marshal is dead??"
"Impossible, the marshal is the disciple of a great teacher, how could he be killed? I don't believe it!”
"Surrender, I'm willing to surrender. Please don't kill me.”
"Soldiers, stop chasing. I'm willing to surrender.”
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