There is a saying in Sun Tzu's Art of War: besieging an army must be blocked, and do not pursue a poor enemy.

This was what people later often referred to as "surrounding three and missing one". The person who broke through the Yellow Turban main tent was also a man who was well versed in the art of war. After beheading the leaders of the more than 6,000 Yellow Turbans, he immediately ordered his soldiers to

They were divided into three and attacked the three camp gates in the east, west and south. The camp was surrounded by wooden fences. After taking down these three camp gates, the Yellow Turbans could only be driven to the north gate like pigs and sheep.

There were fires everywhere in the dark night, and the Yellow Turban soldiers had already been completely confused. Without the general in command, they did not know how many enemies there were. Many people had laid down their weapons and surrendered, and some of the Yellow Turban soldiers were unwilling to surrender.

Then, under the leadership of various uncles and leaders, they rushed towards the north gate, which was the only exit without firelight.

"Follow me!" Zhao Futu shouted violently, and slashed horizontally with the long sword in his hand, directly killing a Han soldier in front of him.

Naturally, he would not rush towards the North Gate. These Han Dynasty soldiers, who numbered less than 800, dared to rush directly into the camp of more than 6,000 people. He would not believe it if there was no arrangement for an ambush at the North Gate.

!The military system of the Han Dynasty was mostly based on units of a thousand people, commanded by captains and captains below the general level. Now there are only more than 800 people who have entered the camp, so where are the remaining 200 people?

There are not enough horses in China. How can an ordinary battalion of soldiers come with more than a hundred fine horses?

If this battlefield space is really similar to reality, then this Han Dynasty army is either an elite unit specially allocated with more than a hundred first-class war horses! Or these cavalry are all formed by their commander's private pockets!

The aristocratic class in this era was very wealthy. It would not be difficult at all for them to recruit Hakka slaves from their own pockets to form an elite army of more than a thousand people!

No matter which one it is, this will not be good news for Zhao Futu.

Zhao Futu retreated very quickly. When he saw that the main general of the Chinese army was beheaded by the Han general, he immediately retreated and rushed straight to the south gate, where the Han soldiers came in. It was dark tonight, and the enemy would arrange an ambush.

If so, the north gate has the highest probability, the other two gates have a very low probability, and the south gate they first entered has almost no possibility at all.

"Kill out! Fight out with me!" Zhao Futu held a torch high and shouted.

The camp is now in chaos. With his contractor's digitized physical fitness, if he is surrounded by the enemy, he will definitely die! The only way out now is to gather as many people as possible around and fight from the south together.

Rush out through the door! There are now more than 200 to 300 Yellow Turban troops gathered around him. As long as they can take advantage of the enemy's reinforcements before they arrive, they can directly break through the defense line of more than 100 people at the south gate!

——Clang!

The iron sword in Zhao Futu's hand broke on the spot. The quality of weapons in this era was far from good. He only killed two or three enemy soldiers and it was already completely useless. He immediately pulled out the essence in his private space out of thin air.

The long steel sword cut off the head of the enemy in front of him with a powerful slash. The weapon in his hand broke just now, and the commander of the Han army couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile, but suddenly Zhao Futu took out a sword out of thin air.

He was immediately startled, and his movements slowed down for half a beat!

Silver Cross Swordsmanship is a standard battlefield swordsmanship, which emphasizes speed, accuracy, ruthlessness, and extremely powerful strength and momentum. This kind of swordsmanship without too many bells and whistles, as long as Zhao Futu is given a chance, he can attack the enemy's vital points!

He pulled out the bloody hard steel sword and wiped the blood on his face. Without having time to take a breath, he directly picked up an object that fell on the ground and continued to rush forward. The situation on the battlefield was real.

It was so chaotic that it was almost difficult to bring out all of one's combat abilities. The extremely keen perception in the past seemed to have lost its effect because there were too many people around. Several times, Zhao Futu didn't even feel it, but was already absorbed by the darkness next to him.

The slashing sword hit him!

He did not have free time to check the prompts given by the nightmare space. He only knew that his health value had dropped by half and that he was hit by an arrow in his left arm. He also did not know whether it was shot by the Han army or whether he was shot by the Yellow Turban Army.

The archer was accidentally injured. Now all the tents in the camp were set on fire. Even his vision was affected by the fire. He could not tell the difference between east, west, north and south. He could only rely on the direction he had remembered before to guide his men.

Fight your way out!

"drink!"

Zhao Futu stepped forward, slashed vertically with the long steel sword in his hand, and then made a half-circle to deflect the enemy's weapon. With a wave as fast as lightning, the Han soldier in front of him knelt down with his neck in his hands.

On the ground, the 50% attribute bonus pushed his strength to a high of 20 points, almost able to completely suppress those ordinary soldiers.

With enough strength as a foundation, the powerful lethality of Silver Cross Swordsmanship suddenly exploded.

This in itself is a swordsmanship that relies on strength to defeat skill. The big opening and closing moves require the power to suppress the enemy! As long as the opponent cannot block his sword force with all his strength, it is almost difficult to survive three moves under his hand!

After all, the original idea of ​​​​this swordsmanship was to fight against the Muslim cavalry in the Islamic world. In the most powerful state, it can kill both men and horses!

"Bah!"

Zhao Futu's body trembled as he rushed forward, and his offensive immediately slowed down. He didn't know when he was hit by another arrow, this time in his abdomen. Fortunately, the contractor's body was extremely strong, and this time

The arrow just shot through his skin and stuck in the muscle layer. He didn't pull out the arrow immediately, but continued to rush forward with the arrow hanging on his body!

The arrow cluster is in the shape of a wolf's tooth. If he pulls it out hastily, it will only worsen his injuries.

——"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"

"Fight them!"

Most of the soldiers who joined the Yellow Turban Army were poor farmers at the lowest level, struggling under the oppression of eunuchs and relatives. The farmers in the Central Plains have a very obvious characteristic, that is, as long as they have a mouthful of food and can survive, then

They are the gentlest, most honest and best-ruled group of slaves in the world. However, in the past few years, natural disasters have occurred, and the land of the Central Plains has been wailing all over the country. The land is bare for thousands of miles, and there are countless hungry prisoners. The lower class people sell their sons and daughters to exchange their children for food. In the end, they still

I was forced to die!

Although these people who were forced to do this were far inferior to the Han army in combat effectiveness, at this critical moment of life and death, they still burst out with the last burst of madness in their lives!

As if affected by Zhao Futu's brutal murderous aura, the yellow scarf sergeants behind him suddenly roared and swung their swords directly towards the Han Dynasty sergeants blocking the door. Facing the swords of those Han soldiers,

, these yellow turbans, who were much thinner in comparison, did not dodge or dodge, and directly blocked their weapons with their bodies. When the sharp blades penetrated the flesh and blood and brought about the pain of death, they waved their swords and carried them with them.

A trace of grin, a trace of madness, a trace of hatred, and a trace of relief!

Die with them!...

They have almost nothing left.

They were forced into this dark and decadent era and their families were ruined, with nothing left.

Their land was annexed by the local wealthy families and corrupt officials. They were devastated by various exorbitant taxes and sold their children and daughters. However, in the end they had to flee in order to avoid heavy taxes.

The sky has no eyes!

The sky has no eyes!!!

In the past few years, there have been successive major disasters. After a severe drought, there were floods, and then there were locusts passing through. The land of the Central Plains was covered with bare land for thousands of miles, and there was no harvest.

They had no food to eat, no clothing to cover their bodies, and suffered from hunger! They watched their parents, wives and children starve to death one after another, or they could only sell them into slavery with tears in their eyes just to prevent them from starving.

If you die, you can have food in the homes of wealthy officials there!

But even so, they still won't be able to survive!

What else can they do besides raising a flag to rebel? This world has become a purgatory for them, and the great sage and mentor is their last hope and their last extravagant hope for the world!

………………

At that time, during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, uprisings broke out in seven states and twenty-eight counties across the country. The Yellow Turban army was in disarray, states and counties fell, and officials fled, which shocked Kyoto.

This was the largest peasant uprising in the history of the Central Plains!

Instead of being driven to the extreme by this world, to the point where they can no longer survive, what makes these farmers, who have been slaves and slaves for thousands of years, so crazy?

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