"That group of cavalrymen is Dong Zhuo's troops. I'll send orders to let them go."

Yang Fan's hands were filled with nervous sweat, and I don't know how many troops the Yellow Turban Army were chasing him.

A moment later, the northern official road was filled with dust and poplars, and more than a thousand cavalry were fleeing here in a panic. Behind them, the Yellow Turban Army was actually everywhere.

"This... so many people are probably not much different from Cheng Yuanzhi's team."

Seeing this, Gao Shun swallowed his saliva and said.

"What? Zhongyun is scared"

Seeing Gao Shun was also nervous, Yang Fan immediately laughed.

"I'm afraid I'll have to fight hard later, and I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of my lord at that time."

Gao Shun was stunned and then said.

"It's okay, did Zhongyun forget that there were dark clouds on the snow on the sail?"

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and pointed at the dark clouds led by his personal soldiers not far away and said with a smile.

"Shun, I forgot about this."

Gao Shun immediately smiled.

The dark clouds not far away walked on the snow were extremely spiritual, and then they sniffed.

'It seems that I have to find a personal bodyguard, as this will delay Gao Shun's life'

Gao Shun has always been Yang Fan's personal guard, but it is a waste to stay with him and only do escort work. Yang Fan couldn't help but think of the two unparalleled generals in Yuzhou.

"Here you come!"

At this time, the cavalry in the distance had already gone from far to near, and Yang Fan could already see Dong Zhuo's panic and scared look.

"Dong Zhongying has lost his bravery back then. I have also heard of some of his deeds when he was young, but unfortunately it is...

Looking at Dong Zhuo's embarrassing appearance, Yang Fan shook his head and said contemptuously.

"Send the order and let Dong Zhuo go over, and wait for the Yellow Turban Army to enter the ambush site to call the arrows."

Yang Fan stood with his hands behind his back and quietly looked at the upcoming Dong Zhuo.

"promise!"

Gao Shun immediately took the order and left.

"The Yellow Turban Army is really rich, but unfortunately it cannot be captured."

Then Yang Fan also saw the pursuit army behind Dong Zhuo. After a rough look, there were more than a thousand cavalry troops and countless infantrymen. Most of them held simple weapons such as Pub Knife and Ring-Headed Knife, and were wearing coarse linen clothes. Yang Fan broke the pot and sold his body, and he received the support of Su Zhang and Zhen Yan, and he also received a thousand cavalry troops. He usually looked at them like treasures.

A moment later, Dong Zhuo rushed over Yang Fan's ambushing official road, and the Yellow Turban Cavalry followed closely. Yang Fan kept staring at the distance between his men and horses. After more than 10,000 Yellow Turbans entered the ambush circle, Yang Fan immediately shouted: "Raise the arrow and block the exit."

‘Swoosh!’

‘Bang!’

Several arrows exploded in the air, and countless huge rocks and logs rolled down from the hillsides on both sides of the exit of the official road, blocking the exit.

"not good!"

Zhang Bao was only chasing Dong Zhuo. At this time, he saw huge stones and logs falling from the hillsides on both sides, and hurriedly grabbed the war horse. Because the speed was too fast, the war horse was in pain and immediately stood up.

"The whole army stopped."

Zhang Bao stopped his speed and then shouted at the Yellow Turban soldier who was still running behind him.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Zhang Bao also reported it at this time and then yelled.

"Haha, you are already in a turtle, where do you want to retreat?"

Yang Fan also heard Zhang Bao's roar, and then concluded that this person was the commander of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Are you Yang Fan?"

Zhang Bao looked up when he heard the sound and saw a young general standing at the top of the hillside. Behind him a big flag with the word "Yang" was waving in the wind, and then gritted his teeth and said.

"It's this general, who are you? Let's sign up?"

Zhang Bao was tall and burly, bald and browless. This image made Yang Fan suddenly remember someone and asked immediately.

"Hmph, I am Zhang Bao and Yang Fanshi, dare to fight alone with me and fight to the death?"

Zhang Bao's war horse was restlessly stomping on his four hooves, sniffing from time to time.

"It's funny, you're now a trapped beast, why do I fight alone with you?"

At this time, more Yellow Turban soldiers entered this small valley. Yang Fan's eyes sterned and then shouted: "You are willing to surrender. Otherwise, you will definitely die without a place to bury."

"No, General, these are all surrounded by grease, dead wood and other flammable things."

The personal soldiers beside Zhang Bao changed their faces and said hurriedly to Zhang Bao.

"Yeah? Not good, withdraw quickly!"

At this time, the army had all stopped and the dust dissipated. After hearing the words of the personal soldiers, Zhang Bao sniffed, and a thick smell of oil suddenly penetrated into his nose. His face changed drastically, and he shouted at the soldiers behind him. But more than ten thousand people were crowded on this narrow official road, so how could he retreat just by saying that he could withdraw? Zhang Bao's words made the more than ten thousand yellow turban soldiers even more chaotic. They were pushed and bumped into each other. During this period, many people were knocked to the ground and trampled to death by their hands and feet.

"I realized it now? It's too late. Since you are stubborn, I'll send you to hell and shoot arrows."

On the battlefield, Yang Fan was not allowed to be merciful. Seeing that Zhang Bao was unwilling to surrender, he shouted.

"Shoot the arrow!"

Gao Shun behind him then pulled out the knife around his waist and shouted.

‘Swoosh swosh swosh…’

'Bang.....'

'coax.....'

With Yang Fan's order, countless arrows shot down from the hillsides on both sides, with many rockets mixed in it.

"Damn it, Yang Fan, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Zhang Bao's eyes were about to break, and a remorse suddenly rose in his heart, but it was too late, and the whole valley suddenly ignited a raging fire. As soon as Zhang Bao finished speaking, he was swallowed by the ruthless fire.

"ah...."

"I surrender..."

"Don't come over..."

Before the Yellow Turban soldiers in the valley could be stuck to the flames before they could be reported. Then they rushed around in panic and trampled on each other, causing countless casualties.

The fire soared into the sky, ghosts and wolves howled in the valley, and the miserable appearance of the Yellow Turban soldiers was unbearable to look at them. Yang Fan could not suppress the disgusting feeling in his body, and then turned around and vomited.

"Master, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Gao Shun quickly reached out to pat Yang Fan's back and asked with concern.

"I would rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled person than a troubled person, and I will not deceive me."

After vomiting for a long time, Yang Fan finally got better and then said softly.

"The commander Zhang Liao was ordered to lead his army to attack the Yellow Turban Army outside the valley. Now the commander of the Yellow Turban Army is dead and his morale is declining. This is the best time for our army to attack."

After recovering from his senses, Yang Fan sat on the ground and said to Gao Shun.

"promise!"

Gao Shun hurriedly took the order and left.

After a while, tens of thousands of official troops rushed down the mountain and attacked the Yellow Turban soldiers outside the valley.

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers outside the valley looked at the miserable situation of their comrades in the valley, and were immediately scared and at a loss. At this moment, a large number of officials were rushing down from the mountain. Some Yellow Turban soldiers who could not bear the pressure fled in all directions. For a moment, the Yellow Turban army was extremely chaotic, and they could not find soldiers or generals.

"Fight with me!"

Zhang Liao took the lead and took the lead in breaking into the Yellow Turban Army, followed by Zhao Yun. This was the first time Zhao Yun participated in such a battle, and seemed extremely excited. The Bow Army gun in his hand became more and more urgent, and the faster and faster. The bravery of the two naturally brought up the morale of the official army behind him. On the other hand, the Yellow Turban side saw that the general of the official army was so brave and there was no effective organization, and all the casualties were immediately injured.

"Zhang Bao is dead, surrender and will not be killed!"

Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun rushed in and out of the army, and after they divided the Yellow Turban Army into several small pieces, they immediately came to a mountain bag and shouted.

"Zhang Bao is dead, surrender and will not be killed!"

"Zhang Bao is dead, surrender and will not be killed!"

"Zhang Bao is dead, surrender and will not be killed!"

The officials and soldiers around him yelled, and then this sound rang out across the entire battlefield.

"I... surrender."

Then a young Yellow Turban general threw down his weapon first and knelt down to surrender, while the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers knelt down and begged for surrender.

"Zilong, I took over their weapons, took care of them, counted the number of people, and reported them immediately."

Zhang Liao had already used this trick well, and it was taught by Yang Fan.

"Wen Yuan, you are really handsome."
To be continued...