Chapter 196: Battle with Wancheng (2)

When the Yellow Turban Army left the city gate, they did not rush up, but lined up on the spot under the cover of archers on the top of the city.

Under Wancheng, the Yellow Turban Army arranged five huge square formations, each with 10,000 troops. Except for some generals, the Yellow Turban Army had no helmets, but only wrapped its heads with yellow Turbans. The 50,000 army, from a distance, looked yellow and spectacular.

"Set off!"

Zhang Mancheng, who was located in the central army, glanced around majesticly, then waved the long knife in his hand, knocked his legs down the dark horse, and shouted with a silence.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The earth resonated, and the 50,000 troops took big steps, and the yellow waves rolled, moving slowly.

Yan Zhong, Ju Yi and Xu Rong looked at the Yellow Turban Army gradually approaching from a distance, with a serious expression.

"How come Zhang Mancheng is here? Aren't he trapped in Luoyang City?" Xu Rong asked in surprise as he looked at the burly general under the character "Zhang" Shuai.

"Zhang Mancheng appears here, and it seems that other senior members of the Yellow Turban Army have also escaped. The lord is afraid that he doesn't know yet, so he must report to the lord as soon as possible and prepare early." Yan Zhong also had a slight headache when he looked at the fairly neat team of the Yellow Turban Army.

The Eastern Yellow Turban Army achieved its current scale and its military appearance was strict, so Zhang Mancheng was extremely rewarding. Wancheng was strong and there was a general like Zhang Mancheng. It was impossible for the Western Army to attack for 50,000 yuan, and the previous plans had to change.

Yan Zhong frowned slightly, his thoughts were changing a lot, thinking about countermeasures, and the enemy changed, and I also changed! After a moment, Yan Zhong smiled slightly, and had a plan. He whispered to Ju Yi and Xu Rong. After hearing this, the two generals nodded repeatedly.

The 50,000 Yellow Turban Army took over five hundred steps from the western army. The two armies faced each other from afar, and they all beat the war drums and shouted in unison. The morale was hard to tell the difference.

For Zhang Mancheng, Wancheng had an army of 150,000 and a high city to take over, and the invading Zhenxi Army was not at all threatening. Not only that, he also had to take the opportunity to eliminate the Zhenxi Army, and then lead the northern expedition to break the Dacheng Pass. He joined forces with Luoyang's 100,000 troops and destroyed the Zhenxi Army, and he would also become the first general in the heaven.

Thinking of the beauty, Zhang Mancheng was a little excited. He couldn't help but feel excited. He slapped the black divine horse and came to the front of the two armies.

Zhang Mancheng looked at the well-equipped Zhenxi Army coldly, but he felt a little more emotion in his heart. It would be better if he had such an army under his command.

Even so, Zhang Mancheng did not take these tens of thousands seriously. The Yellow Turban Army relied on many people to win. He now has an army of 150,000, while the Zhenxi Army only came this time. Zhang Mancheng still has a chance of winning against 150,000 to 50,000.

"Ha! I am Zhang Mancheng, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army in the south. The enemy generals quickly stepped forward to answer!" Zhang Mancheng was on his horse, pointed at the western army from a long sword and began to call.

Ju Yi has experienced many wars and has experienced a stunning war with tens of thousands of troops to block the 100,000 Xianbei cavalry. He has long been as firm as iron, and he really doesn't take these Yellow Turban troops seriously.

Seeing Zhang Mancheng calling out, Ju Yi was not negligent, and gently pinched the yellow horse and jumped out of the formation. The spear pointed directly at Zhang Mancheng and shouted loudly: "I am the general of the Western Army. Ju Yi, the plains of Jizhou, is also! He is the order of our lord to attack the traitors."

"Liu Han lost his morality, and the people in the world live in poverty. The will of the Heavenly Dynasty and the Han Dynasty are all God's will! If you join the Heavenly Dynasty early, you can also be granted official titles, otherwise under Wancheng will be your burial place!" Zhang Mancheng smiled coldly and replied.

"The traitors and traitors dare to claim the will of heaven. Taoists in the mountains and wild dare to seek magical weapons. It's ridiculous, ridiculous! Now that my army in the west is out, I will definitely practice the way for heaven, kill the demons, and safeguard the people's livelihood!"

Ju Yixiang heard a huge joke and burst into laughter.

"You thief dare you! Who will take this officer for me?" Zhang Mancheng was furious and pulled his horse back to his own formation.

"I haven't made my wish!" As soon as Zhang Mancheng finished speaking, a general came out of the tent and asked for a fight.

"General Zhao is brave, but you must not be careless!" Zhang Mancheng saw that it was Zhao Hong, the number one general under his command.

"No!" Zhao Hong responded loudly, urging his horse to kill Ju Yi.

Soldiers vs. generals vs. generals vs. generals and generals, and head coaches vs. head coaches!

Seeing Zhao Hong sailing out, the young general Zhang Liao also shouted loudly, stepped down and neighed a long horse, waved the hook and sickle in his hand, and rushed towards Zhao Hong.

With a "double!", Zhang Liao's hook and sickle hit Zhao Hong's spear, and both of them were shocked and took a few steps back.

"Kill!" The two horses intertwined, and the two generals showed their magical powers and fought together again.

"Dong, dong, dong..." The drum sounded even louder, and both sides were cheering for their respective generals!

Ju Yi did not return to the original formation, and he also pulled his horse and held his spear, and pressed the formation for Zhang Liao in front of the formation.

Although Zhang Liao was young, his long sword flew up and down, and every move was powerful. The first general of the Yellow Turban Army did not take any advantage in front of him.

After thirty rounds, Zhang Liao came and lost his horse and sold him a broken anchor. When Zhao Hong saw the opportunity, he took advantage of it. The spear in his hand was as fast as lightning and rushed straight to Zhang Liao's throat.

Seeing that Zhang Liao was about to die, the 30,000 Western Army in the towns let out a scream unconsciously. Even Ju Yi, who was in front of the formation, was stunned by the changes at this moment, and it was too late to save him!

Just as Zhao Hong's spear was about to land on Zhang Liao, the yellow-maned horse kneeling on the front leg suddenly jumped high, not only avoiding the spear that Zhao Hong was bound to win, but Zhang Liao's big sword had been preparing for a long time and swept out.

The momentum is like thunder, as fast as a meteor! Zhao Hong only felt a cold light in front of his eyes, but he used his power and it was too late to collect his spear.

A scream of "Ah!..." came out, and Zhang Liao's big knife was slashing on Zhao Hong's right arm holding the spear.

Although he had armor to protect himself, he could not stop Zhang Liao's powerful and powerful slash. With the knife, Zhao Hong's right arm fell down and blood splattered like a spring. As the god of death approached, Zhao Hong was shocked and pulled out his horse and ran away.

Zhao Hong's horse was faster than the big sword in Zhang Liao's hand. Zhang Liao slashed the big sword in his hand and killed Zhao Hong on the horse.

The battle formation changed rapidly! I thought Zhang Liao would be unable to escape, but Zhao Hong died in a bad life!

"General is mighty!" The army in the west shouted in unison.

Even Ju Yi, who was in a cold sweat, waved his spear excitedly and shouted!

Zhao Hong's death was like a blow, almost making Zhang Mancheng faint on the ground.

From the Yellow Turban Rebellion to the Yellow Turban Army in the east that it was of such a scale and occupied Wancheng, Zhang Mancheng and his generals worked hard little by little. As the first general, Zhao Hong made an indelible contribution, like a sharp sword in Zhang Mancheng's hand, who killed the generals and made great achievements, but he did not want to be killed here by an unknown young general. Why didn't Zhang Mancheng feel heartbroken?

"Kill! Take revenge for General Zhao!" Zhang Mancheng endured the grief in his heart, raised the long sword in his hand, and directed the army to press forward.

"General Zhang is good at it!" Ju Yi praised.

Huangfu Jian exchanged horses for generals and appointed Zhang Liao, who was still young and crowned, as the general of the commander-in-chief of the Canglang Camp of Zhenxi Army. Ju Yi, like most people at that time, thought Huangfu Jian's move was a bit rash. Now, seeing that Zhang Liao's young martial arts were not inferior to him, in addition to being surprised, he was also more awe of Huangfu Jian's use of people as a god.

"The general has been too rewarded! It's just a lucky draw!" Zhang Liao smiled and then pulled his horse back to his original formation.

This kind of melee of a large army is not the courage of an ordinary man, but the combat power of the overall soldiers.

"Kill!" Ju Yi returned to the central army, and waved his spear and rushed his troops to kill him.

Zhang Liao returned victoriously, and the ten thousand iron cavalry on both wings of Zhenxi Army were even more motivated. He rode his horse and slapped his sword to the two outermost square formations of the Yellow Turban Army. Ju Yi also waved the three infantry phalanxes in the middle and shouted and rushed forward.

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