Under Guangzong City, Liu Cang and his entourage fled on horseback. A burst of missiles were fired from the city, which did not cause any casualties to Liu Cang. However, they shot to death many Yellow Turban soldiers who were not in a hurry to avoid them.

Although the damage caused by the projectile from a high position was astonishing, Liu Cang was far away from the city, and Zhang Jiao stopped the covering attack which was not accurate in a moment.

The terrain below the city was flat. At this time, most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were transferred to the front line to confront the officers and soldiers. While the flags on the city were waving, Liu Cang and his party once again ran to a catapult.

The base disc with a diameter of more than five meters is supported by eight horizontal wooden supports in all directions, and the base is firmly fixed into the ground and has all the throwing rods and torsion axes.

With lances, he picked off the Yellow Turban soldiers who were still trying to throw stones, threw kerosene on them, lit fires and fled. Before the Yellow Turbans were surrounded, Liu Cang and his party turned around and fled westward.

The dark night dissipated and the morning sun emerged. The bright metal reflection in the sun attracted the attention of Liu Cang and his party.

"General, the yellow scarf is long!" After passing through a camp to block the horse, Liu Cang heard the exclamation of a soldier behind him.

I saw hundreds of yellow scarf leaders returning to the camp from the front line, running towards Liu Cang and his party to kill them.

"Raise your shield and avoid them!" Liu Cang accelerated his horse and swept away the long pole with a noose thrust towards him, stabbing several yellow scarves who tried to pull him off the horse.

Seeing someone laying horse ropes on the ground in front, Liu Cang led the team to approach Guangzong's city wall again, trying to avoid and block the pursuers.

They were half-clad in iron armor, with iron leggings tied to their calves, and they were armed with a machete that was ten feet long. Although the equipment was of rough workmanship, once the Yellow Turban heavy infantrymen were in a group, Liu Cang and his party could not afford to collide.

Unlike the pikemen who use spear formations to restrain cavalry in the conventional sense, these Yellow Turban Chiefs are all composed of people who are extremely fanatical about Zhang Jiao.

They resisted the cavalry with their bodies and cut the legs of the horses with their swords. They were more like the Mo Dao team of later dynasties. Although they had no combat skills and tactics, their life-threatening fighting style made them a very intimidating force to the cavalry among the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The southern city wall of Guangzong is three thousand meters long, and the Yellow Turbans camped for more than ten miles outside the city. Because a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers came out to fight against the official army, although Liu Cang and others were in a panic at this time, they were surrounded by the Yellow Turbans while riding.

It's not as dense as before.

Liu Cang's task of burning the catapults had been completed. At this time, his main purpose of fleeing with his troops was to choose a flat place to escape back to his own army.

Nowadays, the base of the city wall can range from a few meters to tens of meters at most. The city wall is enough for horse racing and formation. Whenever Liu Cang and others get close to the city wall, they rarely encounter stray arrows from the city.

Avoiding the interception of the Yellow Turban Chief, two more warriors were shot off their horses. Dian Wei rode on Liu Cang's right side, waving his sword from time to time to sweep them away.

Unable to intercept Liu Cang and his entourage, when the Yellow Turban commander risked his life to chase Liu Cang and others, many scattered auxiliary soldiers in the Yellow Turban camp also joined their team.

In less than a moment, Liu Cang and others were chasing after each other. Thousands of yellow scarf soldiers holding swords and yelling at them appeared behind them.

"Haoxuan help me!" A loud shout came from a trench in the distance. Although no one was seen, it was obviously Cao Cao's voice.

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A large number of corpses were piled up beside the trench, and these corpses were full of missing arrows. In the distance, a group of yellow turban archers covered in arrow rain were constantly shooting towards the trench.

"Ten breaths, charge!" Looking back at the pursuers who had been thrown away, Liu Cang shouted the order, followed by putting away his shield and leaning on his horse. He raised the gun in his hand again, and when he drew his horse, a group of archers charged towards the screaming archers.

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Here, the Yellow Turban swordsmen are in front and the archers are behind. Obviously, these Yellow Turbans have trapped Cao Cao and his party in the ditch, preparing to suppress and kill them.

Liu Cang came from behind, and before his swordsmen could rush back to help, the cavalry's iron hooves had already trampled into the archers.

"Kill!" The rough man shouted as if he was venting his anger to kill Liu Cang's warriors.

There were more than three hundred archers in front of them. They had been running for a long time. When they encountered such a group of unarmored yellow scarves, Liu Cang and his party waved their weapons in a ventive manner. Their fatigue dissipated and their new strength was regenerated.

There was a scream of blood and a flat open space of less than 500 meters. Horses galloped back and forth three times, leaving corpses on the blood-stained ground. The cavalry and their troops suddenly dispersed and scattered their weapons.

"Reinforcements are here, follow me to defeat the enemy!" Cao Cao shouted, but before his voice fell, Xiahou Dun came out of the trench holding a shield.

Running low and dragging the wild goose-winged sword across the ground, Xiahou Dun knocked down two yellow scarf swordsmen at close range. At this time, Cao Cao led more than 20 people to rush out of the trench.

"Get on the horse!" Liu Cang rushed towards Xiahou Dun and held his hands. Xiahou Dun flew on the horse and rode with Liu Cang.

Afterwards, Dian Wei dragged Cao Cao and Pan Feng dragged him to Qin Yilu. The accompanying cavalry took the remaining warriors with them, and they fled again.

"Please help me, General Liu." Behind Liu Cang, Xiahou Dun gasped and thanked him. Liu Cang's lance flew left and right, stabbing the yellow scarves along the way. Xiahou Dun held his shield to protect Liu Cang's side.

"You and I, my comrades, are very tired, but do you have a retreat route?" Liu Cang shouted between stabbings.

"After a long period of killing, there is a place to the east where there are no trenches blocking the road." Xiahou Dun raised his voice.

"There is a Yellow Turban leader chasing behind us. Let's go west first to look for Zhang Miao and Guo Dian's teams. Yuan Rang will return as soon as possible. There is no chance that we will have to fight on foot." Liu Cang shook his head and waved his gun to point the direction for his entourage.

"General, don't worry, you can follow the general to kill the enemy." Xiahou Dun was tough.

"Haha, this is the best!" Liu Cang laughed.

"Haoxuan! Heaven!" Liu Cang was communicating with Xiahou Dun. Dian Wei rode to follow. Cao Cao's tone changed and he shouted at Liu Cang.

Looking up, Liu Cang's expression changed.

Originally, the morning sun was gone and the light was not diminishing, but within the field of vision, there were yellow clouds looming over the top of the sky, and a thick fog seemed to cover the Guangzong battlefield.

The war drums of the officers and soldiers' charge were already sounding. Liu Cang looked up at the south gate tower of Guangzong and vaguely saw a man wearing Bagua Dan robe with his hands raised to the sky.

"Open your arms to cast a spell?" Liu Cang questioned.

He had never seen this thing before and had no idea at all.

"I'm afraid that's the case. This person is definitely an evil spirit!" Huang Yun said, while behind Liu Cang, Xiahou Dun's eyes were full of taboos.

"There are records in ancient times that this was a strange technique performed by a famous person, but it is difficult to see it today. It can be said that the power of an outstanding person, the yellow scarf's horns cannot be underestimated." Cao Cao corrected loudly behind Dian Wei.

"Haha, that's a unique skill? Is it possible to kill him?" Liu Cang asked with a smile, but his eyes were solemn.

Cao Cao's words were true, and Cai Yong also told him that there were people with strange magic in this world. This thing was much more evil than him driving the badger. Now that he saw it in real life, Liu Cang suddenly thought of killing the monster and getting rid of the treasure.

"If it can be taken away, how can it be called the power of a hero? Haha, in such a situation, Haoxuan doesn't want to escape, and Cao can't do it." Cao Cao said with a smile.

"So-and-so wants to get away, but this yellow scarf is eager to get close to so-and-so. Huh? Is that person Zhang Miao?" Liu Cang teased while riding his horse. When he looked forward, he saw a man riding alone from the opposite side, with others behind him.

Dozens of people riding yellow scarves and wearing headbands chased him.

"Haoxuan help me!" Before anyone could answer, the voice from the front came. If it wasn't Zhang Miao, who else could it be?

However, Zhang Miao had no soldiers or generals around him at this time, and those who accompanied him were afraid that they would all fall into the hands of the Yellow Turbans.

Liu Cang and Zhang Miao were on the wrong horse, and their spears stabbed and hooked, focusing on the heads and faces of the yellow turban cavalry behind them. In the blink of an eye, several of them cried out sadly and fell off their horses.

The cavalrymen fell off their horses nearby. Behind Liu Cang, Xiahou Dun leapt up onto the ownerless horse. He leaned sideways and clung to the horse's belly. He reached out and picked up a spear from the ground. When he straightened up, he was already riding with Liu Cang.

With his handsome equestrian skills, not only Xiahou Dun, but also all the riders accompanying him rushed to grab the horses. Zhang Miao integrated into the riding team. When he expressed his thanks, yellow mist fell around everyone.
Chapter completed!