The refugees were in front, and the army was behind. This was the usual tactic of the Yellow Turban Army.
It would be an exaggeration to say that they were an army.
They didn't have a uniform, a uniform weapon, or a uniform form.
From afar, they looked like ducks in a river, messy and disorderly.
However, in front of the Yellow Turban Army, there were more than ten people riding horses. They looked quite decent.
Especially since the leader had actually obtained a set of armor from somewhere.
From afar, he looked like a general.
The Yellow Turban Army was rapidly approaching, and the distance between them and Chenliu City was also shrinking.
Zhang Tian watched as the enemy got closer and closer, but he didn't give any orders.
The eight hundred cavalrymen stood there motionless, waiting for the Yellow Turban Army to approach from afar.
After a quarter of an hour, the Yellow Turban Army was only three hundred steps away from the city gate.
At this moment, Zhang Tian, who was dressed in white, slowly raised his right hand.
As long as he lowered his arm, the cavalry would attack!
At a distance of 300 steps, he could already see some things clearly.
The Yellow Turban soldiers on the opposite side also noticed the black fog in the crowd.
However, from afar, it was just a ball of black.
He only saw it clearly when he was 250 steps away.
So this was a cavalry unit!
The Yellow Turban Army had never expected such a cavalry to appear in Chenliu City.
When the general in the lead saw these cavalrymen, he immediately shouted,
"Stop, all of you stop!"
If Zhang Tian had shouted this, the Zhang cavalrymen would have stopped immediately.
But now, when it came to the Yellow Turban Army, it took them a long time to react.
When he stopped, he was less than 200 steps away from Zhang Tian.
On the other side, Zhang Tian looked at him coldly. With such a reaction speed, how could they call themselves an army?
His cavalry only needed to advance a little more, and the arrows would be effective!
Zhang Tian raised his right hand. This was the signal to attack.
At this moment, something unexpected happened!
There was a riot in the rear of the Yellow Turban Army.
Then, everyone saw a young man in white holding a silver spear and charging out from behind.
Under the white-robed youth's spear, bandits with yellow turbans were shot to the ground one after another.
"Foolish thieves, hurry up and retreat from the city to avoid harming the common people.”
The young man shouted loudly as he fired his gun. Then, blood splattered everywhere, and several more Yellow Turban soldiers fell.
"Who are you? How dare you ignore our Yellow Turban Army like this?”
Seeing that someone was attacking him from behind, the armored Yellow Turban general was unhappy.
"I am Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong of Changshan.”
Although the young general had already struck out his spear more than a hundred times, he was still very excited and didn't show any signs of fatigue.
"Zhao Zilong of Chang Mountain!"
Zhang Tian's eyes lit up when he heard this.
He almost laughed out loud.
However, the Yellow Turban General on the other side did not know how powerful this person was.
Seeing that Zhao Yun was young and not famous, he immediately said arrogantly,
"If you want to ask for my name, remember it well. My name is Bu Ji.”
Bu Ji was also a general with some fame in the Yellow Turban army. In history, he also died this year, but he was defeated by Huangfu Song in Cang Pavilion.
And before this, he had come to Chen Liu to fish in troubled waters.
Unfortunately, his opponent this time was Zhang Tian, who had driven a tank before. It was destined that something would not happen again.
"Alright, come and die."
Zhao Yun had also never heard of Bu Ji's name, but she knew that this person had some status. She thought that if she killed this person, the Yellow Turban Army might scatter.
In this way, the refugees outside Chen Liu City might be fine.
With the intention of saving the people, Zhao Yun came with her spear.
From afar, Zhao Yun looked like a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He sent a spear named Ya Jiao Spear, which could not be matched in the corners of the sea and the ends of the earth.
Commonly known as the Bright Silver Spear!
It was just that Zhao Yun was still young at this time and was far from being as powerful as an adult in the future.
And because he had just fired hundreds of shots, his strength was not at its peak.
Thus, when he fought with Bu Ji, who was holding a divination knife, he did not take him down immediately.
Instead, the spear pierced the other party's left arm, causing it to bleed.
Bu Ji only raised his saber. Before he could see what was going on, he realized that he was injured.
He was instantly shocked!
He knew that he was no match for this youth, so he immediately turned his horse and fled. As he fled, he shouted to his subordinates beside him,
"Quick, stop him."
Bu Ji couldn't beat him and fled.
This was how he escaped in history.
But now that Zhang Tian was here, how could he give him such a chance?
He was already prepared for this. With a wave of his hand, he shouted,
"Special forces! Kill them!"
Following that, the 800 cavalrymen behind him began to move.
The 300 heavy cavalrymen charged forward like a gust of wind.
The distance of two hundred steps was covered in the blink of an eye.
Then, like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, he charged into the crowd of the Yellow Turban Army.
He raised his hand and slashed down, drawing blood into the air.
After the heavy cavalry rushed out, the five hundred light cavalry surrounded the Yellow Turban Army in a split formation.
This was the offensive formation they practiced the most.
Peach-shaped attack!
So he first surrounded him from left to right.
It was like a peach pattern.
After that, he would use the longbow in his hand to shoot the enemy.
A light cavalry soldier brought a hundred arrows.
Each of them shot out one at a time, which was a total of 500.
This was enough to form a rain of arrows.
Wherever they landed, very few people could survive.
The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were dressed thinly and holding pickaxes in their hands, were completely stunned.
From the start of the battle, they were completely suppressed and had no ability to resist at all.
The appearance of the cavalry's bravery meant that the Yellow Turban Army was destined to lose.
After about three to four hundred people were killed or injured, the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.
Speaking of which, these were just some refugees who wanted to make a living.
It was their hometown that was first invaded, and then they had no choice but to join the Yellow Turban Army.
Zhang Tian waved his hand and shouted," Stop!"
With Zhang Tian's shout, the 800 cavalrymen immediately stopped fighting.
Regardless of whether they were wielding swords or shooting arrows, they were all sitting on their horses with their bodies tensed up.
"Everyone, stop. These people are just ordinary people. They were bewitched by Zhang Jiao and the others. Since they were willing to surrender, they might as well throw down their weapons and return to being civilians!”
Although Zhang Tian killed people like flies, he was used to seeing life and death.
However, he still could not bear to see the commoners who could not be his opponents.
As soon as Zhang Tian finished speaking, the 800 cavalrymen put away their weapons and retreated.
It left enough space for the Yellow Turban soldiers who were kneeling and begging for mercy.
The Yellow Turban soldiers surrendered out of habit, but they didn't dare to ask for more. They knew that their actions were equivalent to rebellion.
However, Zhang Tian really wanted to let them go.
For a moment, these people were dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
It was not until someone bold took off the yellow scarf on his head and threw it on the ground that he ran away.
Only then did the other Yellow Turban soldiers scatter like birds and beasts. For a moment, they had all run away.
In addition to the dead, even the injured Yellow Turban soldiers were helped away by their colleagues.
For a moment, the battlefield became very clean.
Seeing that the situation was settled, Zhang Tian got off his horse with a big laugh and strode to Zhao Yun.
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