Chapter 206 Ma Yuanyi’s Crazy

In the morning sun, the Luoyang city gate opened with a bang, the suspension bridge "squeaked..." and fell, and teams of Yellow Turban troops rushed out.

The commander Ma Yuanyi personally led an army of 50,000 out of the city to fight. He now controls 70,000 of the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army in Luoyang City. In addition to leaving 20,000 people to defend the city, the others are all moving.

He wanted to decide the outcome in one battle, he wanted to dance the final madness, and he wanted to win a glimmer of hope for the Yellow Turban Army.

At the top of the city wall, Zhang Jiao tried to stand up straight. His originally tall and straight body became a little hunched in a month. It has to be said that the law of heaven is impermanent and changes in an instant.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhang Jiao coughed lightly, and a trace of blood overflowed along the corner of his mouth. He hurriedly took out a white square scarf, covered the corner of his mouth, and stuffed the sound in his throat, but a few bloody red flowers were still printed through the scarf.

"Father..." The girl Zhang Ning stood beside Zhang Jiao, and she was about to shout loudly, but Zhang Jiao stopped her with her eyes.

"Father is nothing. Ning'er has grown up and needs to learn to take care of herself." Zhang Jiao's voice was hoarse, and he suppressed his cough. He touched Zhang Ning's hair with his old big hands and said calmly and lovingly. He was calm and loving in the vicissitudes of life.

Zhang Ning looked at her father's white beard, white hair, and old face. She felt sour and nodded repeatedly. She was afraid that if she continued to talk, she would cry out.

Although she is not big, she is not small, and she also understands what she should do at this time.

"Ho, ho, ho..." The 50,000 Yellow Turban Army formed five square formations, shouting, and rushed forward step by step.

Zhang Jiao looked at the elite Yellow Turban Army with a confused look, and his expression was a little dazed. His years of hard work have been here, but his years of careful preparation have ended in such a result, just like a flash in the pan, and the time of beauty has ended sadly.

He didn't know whether it was God's will or man-made. Zhang Jiao remembered the old immortal Nanhua who spread the word to support him in "The Essence of Taiping". The old immortal's words still echoed in his ears, as if they were in a dream.

"This immortal tells you about "Taiping Jingyao" to help you help the poor and dangerous. If you can do what this immortal says, you will become a sage and admire by thousands of people. But if you rely on the skills of this book to do things that harm the heavens and harm the truth, you will be sent by heaven."

Tianfan, Zhang Jiao didn't know what it was. But he knew clearly that his life was not long. The believers who followed him died and were injured. The millions of Yellow Turban Army were like yesterday's yellow flowers and were about to wither.

I wonder if this is considered a despair of heaven. Because of his desire, he caused the devastation of life and the corpse was buried thousands of miles away. Is it considered contrary to the harmony of heaven and harming the will of heaven. Seeing the believers who followed him fall down one by one, his heart was filled with bitterness, his ambitions were eroded, and his ambitions were no longer there.

"Boom!" The 50,000 Yellow Turban Army was five miles away from the city, holding its foothold. The 50,000 yellow Turbans were dyed with blood red by the rising sun, floating in the morning breeze, and I don't know how long it will last.

The God of War Carriage rose high, Huangfu Jian sat quietly on the heavy metal chair, still as motionless as a mountain, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked coldly at the Yellow Turban Army in front of him. With a low shout, the God of War Carriage slowly drove towards the two armies.

"This general is Huangfu Jian, the general in the west. The enemy general will report it quickly and come forward to die!"

In front of the two armies, Huangfu Jian was on the war god chariot, holding a ghostly black war god spear, black helmet and black armor, and his blood-colored battle robe fluttered in the wind, like a demon god coming to the world, the war god was reborn, majestic and looked down on all directions.

"Go!" Ma Yuanyi was not willing to be outdone. He lifted the reins of the horse and stepped forward. The big sword in his hand was raised high, his tiger's eyes wide open, he glared at Huangfu Jian, and shouted loudly: "You are Huangfu Jian, the general of the West, and you, the yellow-toothed child, sneaked into my commander's camp and robbed me of the five passes."

"Yes, it's my general. You are the traitors who rob the capital, seize the imperial city, burn and kill the enemy and plunder, and do everything evil. In a few months, half of the world had millions of corpses, bleeding thousands of miles away, and refugees were everywhere. In the whole world, even a little righteous man wanted to sleep with his flesh, peel his skin, kill him, etc.."

Huangfu Jian stood in the war god chariot, pointed a gun in his hand, and was righteous and counted the evil deeds committed by the Yellow Turban Army.

"The eunuchs in the Liu Han regime are in power, and the relatives in the foreign power are as powerful as rotten trees. The people are complaining, and the people live in poverty. Heaven is dead, and Huang Tian should establish. I, Taiping Dao, act on behalf of the heaven and rise on behalf of the Han, because of the will of heaven. How can you understand that the Japanese general will now capture you and other stubborn people in one net, and then relieve the hatred in the general's heart."

Ma Yuanyi's big knife in his hand was squeaking and he said gritting his teeth.

"Ha, ha, ha..." Huangfu Jian burst into laughter, as if he had heard the best joke.

"I don't know that death is coming, but I dare to speak out loud. I will tell you that Zhang Mancheng's Southern Yellow Turban Army was destroyed by me at the end of last month. Bocai and Peng Tuo's Eastern Yellow Turban Army were also destroyed by Huangfu Song, the left middle-row general of the Han Dynasty, and Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao's Northern Yellow Turban Army were defeated in Guangping. Your Earth General Zhang Bao was beheaded."

"Now you are guarding the lonely city alone, with your generals on all sides, and you have become turtles in the jar and fish in the net. Even if you are the generals who will never destroy you, you can only wait to die in Luoyang City!"

While scolding Ma Yuanyi, Huangfu Jian deliberately spread the failure of the Yellow Turban Army in various fields. His voice implicitly contained internal strength. Although it was not very plain, it could be heard far away. All the 100,000 soldiers in front of the two armies could hear clearly.

Huangfu Jian said this, but when the 50,000 Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side heard this, although they were half-believing and half-doubted, their expressions changed drastically. The Yellow Turban Army, who were still shouting, suddenly became silent and their morale fell.

"It's really a clever tongue. Just a few words make my army depressed. General Zhenxi deserves to be the God of War!"

"Our heavenly army has captured cities and plundered the land for several months, and has been invincible, sweeping half of the Han Dynasty. Now there are millions of powerful soldiers, and all the Han army is frightened. General Huangfu, what else can the Han Dynasty use to resist the millions of heavenly army at this time?"

"No matter how evil words you say, you can't deceive me! You can't deceive my army!"

After Ma Yuanyi finished speaking, he smiled at the sky and was full of energy. He pointed the sword in his hand at the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers behind him and shouted loudly: "My sons, do you believe his nonsense? Do you believe that the millions of heavenly forces will be defeated?"

"Don't believe it! Don't believe it! Don't believe it!..."

"Fight! Fight! Fight!..."

Amid Ma Yuanyi's shouting, the 50,000 Yellow Turban Army had all their doubts. They hit the shield with swords and guns, and shouted in unison. For a moment, swords and guns were intrigued, and the killing was shaking the sky, and the Yellow Turban Army was greatly boosted!

Ma Yuanyi is worthy of being Ma Yuanyi, and in a few words aroused the depressed morale of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Believe it or not, is there still a need to deceive you now?" Huangfu Jian sneered coldly and said indifferently.

"Let's talk less. In today's battle, you either die or I die. Let me come over, I'm waiting for you!"

Ma Yuanyi was a very skilled martial arts person. After his debut, he fought against Luoyang and never encountered a decent opponent, and became arrogant. In his eyes, Huangfu Jian was just a scheming person. Now he is not afraid of such a decisive battle with a clear sword and a blatant decisive battle.

"As you wish!" Huangfu Jian looked at Ma Yuanyi as if he was looking at a dead person.

The Yellow Turban Army wanted to prove itself with a bloody battle, and the Zhenxi Army wanted to shock the enemy with a big victory, and both sides needed such a battle.

The main generals of both sides returned to their own formation and began to arrange troops!

There were 30,000 infantrymen and 5,000 personal guards around Huangfu Jian. Where he could not see behind him, the three cavalry of dragon, tiger and leopard were waiting for their battles and attacked at any time.

There is no need to test 30,000 to 50,000. Huangfu Jian used 30,000 infantry to set up a large formation of eagle wings. Gao Shun led 10,000 infantry in the Canglang Camp as the eagle heads, Han Sui led 10,000 infantry in the Golden Eagle Camp as the left wing of the eagle, and Xu Huang led 10,000 infantry in the Longxiang Camp as the right wing of the eagle.

"Dong, dong, dong..." The war drums pounded, and the eagle wings spread.

Thirty thousand infantrymen took heavy steps and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army formation step by step. A murderous aura soared into the sky, and the sword light made the surrounding air stagnate.

In the hot summer, the soldiers of both armies felt a bone-thundering chill.

Without using bows and arrows, the 30,000 infantry soldiers in the west of the Zhenxi Army went straight forward.

The 50,000 Yellow Turban Army formed a huge spindle formation, with hammers on both sides like meteors. Ma Yuanyi used two Yellow Turban Army 10,000 teams respectively. Ma Yuanyi personally led 10,000 Yellow Turban Army to take charge on the intermediate axis.

Ma Yuanyi attacked heavily, vowing to cross the two wings of the eagle in the west of the town, and then to cover all sides, defeating the 30,000 troops who rushed up to him. He did not give himself any room for one soldier or another. He would win if he would win, and he would bet on all the Yellow Turban Army, including his own life.

The eagle wings spread its wings, traveling thousands of miles, cutting off all obstacles. The meteor fist came out, and the stone broke into the sky. The 80,000 troops collided with the momentum of thunder.

The weapons shattered and the flesh flew! Just as the giant eagle hit the spindle, the earth was trembling and the sky dimmed.

The two wings of the eagle hit the giant hammer, and the result can be imagined. Whether it was the Golden Eagle Camp led by Han Sui or the Longxiang Camp led by Xu Huang, they all seemed to hit a wall, and a huge force recoiled. Not only could it not advance in a flash, but it was also sunk inward by the Yellow Turban Army. The two wings of the eagle formed a miniature arc.

"Dong, dong, dong..." The Yellow Turban Army's sermon drums were shocked. Seeing that his spindle formation was effective, Ma Yuanyi relaxed and ordered both wings to strengthen the offensive.

Eagle Head! The ten thousand Canglang camp led by Gao Shun formed a giant millstone with Gao Shun as the heart of Gao. There were endless knives, endless shields, and endless spears around the millstone.

The giant millstone moved slowly, without any rush or slowness, slowly moving forward, cutting into the weak central axis of the Yellow Turban Army bit by bit.

All the Yellow Turban Army that was trapped in the millstone were turned into a pile of dead bodies, no exception. Although the millstone rotated slowly, it was invincible and could not resist. The Yellow Turban Army fell one by one, and the bloody red blood dyed the ground under its feet red.

The eagle head was high and broke into the spindle's central axis! The already weakest central axis of the Yellow Turban Army suddenly became precarious.

"How is it possible?" The central axis was in danger, and Ma Yuanyi was shocked.

He had never seen a general who could fully exert the combat power of a team of 10,000 people like an enemy, just like an arm commander.

"Stop it, block it tightly for me!" Ma Yuanyi roared loudly.

The central axis is the connection link of the spindle. If the central axis is broken, the two spindles become lonely hammers. Instead, they fall into the enemy's net. This matter will definitely be defeated. Ma Yuanyi will not be anxious.

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