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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Half-Crossing Strikes


In the second year of the first peace, in the eighth month of the lunar calendar.

Dongguang South, Mustang Slope.

Countless birds flew up in horror among the trees on the slope, screaming chaotically and swept towards the rising red sun in the distance.

The fierce wind that swirled from the Suzu River swept like a blade towards the black pressure under the hillside and pressed a piece of Beiping Army armor.

Swords and guns are numerous, the fighting spirit is calm, the 20,000 Beiping troops stand in formation, and the breathtaking military power makes the arrogant wind have to calm down, and stop abruptly in front of the huge military array, and can only hold their breath and caress the battle flags.

Pieces of battle flags, under the blowing of the river wind, like rolling waves, like rolling waves, one of the red flags is particularly eye-catching, embroidered with the word "Gongsun" of Douda.

Under the banner, the burly Gongsun Zhan sat on the majestic white dragon horse, his eyes were like electricity, staring at the southern avenue.

In the army behind him, Gongsun Bai was bored waiting for a long time, and opened the armor system in his mind.

"Undertake the task" "Simple task: Promote to the Marquis of the White Horse and Yicong Qu, and reward 100 soldiers with armor coins.

More difficult mission: Capture the Yellow Turban Army general Guan Hai alive and reward 200 Soldier Coins.

Difficult Mission: Save the lives of 10,000 Yellow Turbans, reward 300 armor coins, and activate the mysterious skill system. ” I'll wipe it.,The first two tasks are just that.,This last task has to be done.。

Activate the mysterious skill system, these nine systems, the three interfaces of the medicine bomb system, the mysterious skill system, and the firearms system are still gray and white, and they can't be entered.

"Newspaper" An urgent report interrupted Gongsun Bai's train of thought, and he saw a scout galloping over, passing through the heavy whistles, and going straight to Gongsun Zhan's horse, turning over and falling, and said urgently: "Qi Ji Hou, the 200,000 Yellow Turban thieves in Qingzhou have traveled to the south bank of the Sujin River and are crossing the river. ” Gongsun Zhan's thick eyebrows froze, and he raised the lance in his hand, and shouted loudly: "The whole army listens to the order and kills to the Sujin River."

I saw the letter flag being displayed, with the handsome flag as the center, and passed it on layer by layer.

The next moment, only to hear the sound of horses' hooves, three thousand white horse Yicong under the leadership of Yan Gang surrounded Gongsun Zhan under the banner of Shuai, and rushed south, and then the Chinese army and the rear army have also started, like a tide closely following behind the white horse Yicong.

On the banks of the Suzu River, the river wind is fierce, the willow branches are fluttering, and the white waves are surging eastward.

The Yellow Turban Army was densely packed like ants on the west bank, numbering hundreds of thousands of people, driving the carts and horses of the brigade, and was crossing the river one after another.

On the surface of the river, the boats shuttle back and forth, densely covering the entire river surface, and the sound of scolding, laughter, paddling and wind and waves are intertwined to form a lively symphony.

Nearly half of the brigade crossed the river, and a general of the Yellow Turban Army galloped to the bottom of a willow tree by the river, only to see a general who was eight feet long and five, holding a long knife with a wild goose in his hand, wearing chain mail, and riding a good horse on his hips, was staring intently at the Yellow Turban Army in the river.

The general saluted from afar: "General, it's time to cross the river." ” This person is Guan Hai, the fierce general of the Yellow Turban Army, he slowly turned his head, frowned, and sighed slightly: "General Bu, I always feel that this northern crossing seems to be in danger, and now there are two armies of Gongsun Chan and Yuan Shao in Bohai County, especially Gongsun Zhan's three thousand white horse righteous servants, who are invincible in the north, and Zhang Yan in the north of Montenegro has an unclear attitude, and the situation is not optimistic."

The general who came running was Guan Hai's deputy general Bu Ji, known as the dog-headed military division of the Qingzhou Army, and smiled at Guan Hai: "General Guan doesn't have to worry, as far as I know, at this moment, Gongsun Zan is trapped under Dongguang City, and the grain and grass are about to run out, and Yuan Shao's military horses are still far away in Nanpi."

As soon as our army arrives at Dongguang City, it will attack the brothers in the city on both sides, Gongsun Chan is only 20,000 soldiers and horses, and there is a shortage of food and grass, even if the white horse is invincible, it will inevitably be defeated. ” Guan Hai's brows gradually relaxed, the long knife in his hand was raised, and he laughed: "Let's go, go and kill all these officers and soldiers and dogs, and establish a prosperous Huangtian era" The two ran to the ferry, dismounted, led the horses into wooden boats, and slowly crossed to the north bank of the Sujin River.

Guan Hai held a long knife in his hand, standing on the bow of the boat, the fierce river wind blew the cloak behind him to hunt and hunt, he couldn't help but increase his pride, and the worries in his stomach had already been blown away by the river wind, leaving only full of pride.

Woooooooo As soon as the two crossed to the north shore, they heard a sudden trumpet sound rising into the sky from the north, and then the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, as if thousands of troops were coming.

The Yellow Turbans who were crossing the river were even more frightened and stopped paddling their paddleboards, parked the ferry in the middle of the river, and even retreated to the south bank.

Guan Hai's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly jumped with his knife, and shouted: "What's the matter?"

"The officers and soldiers are coming" "Oh my God, it's cavalry, there are so many cavalry" "That's Gongsun Zhan's white horse righteous servant, I can't kill him, run away" The dense Yellow Turban Army by the river instantly became chaotic, and the frightened and chaotic shouts instantly drowned out Guan Hai's voice.

Guan Hai was shocked and angry, took the reins of the horse handed over by the soldiers behind him, flew on the horse, beat the horse and galloped towards the front of the formation.

Knock Click To the north of the Sujin River, dust was flying all over the sky, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and the endless snow-white phantoms were like avalanches rushing towards the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops on the river bank.

The white horse like the wind, the robe and armor like snow, the silver glittering swords and guns, look like a dreamlike white, but it is incomparably gloomy, incomparably ferocious, incomparably hideous, as if it is a Shura from hell.

Although there were only 3,000 horsemen, they were treated as nothing in the face of 100,000 foot soldiers, and they were crushed firmly and quickly.

Although the number of the Yellow Turban Army on the shore was more than thirty times that of this group of white horse volunteers, everyone had a look of horror in their eyes, and they couldn't help but stir.

"Assemble the whole army, assemble and prepare for battle," Guan Hai, who galloped to the front of the queue, raised his long knife and roared.

The 100,000 panicked Yellow Turban soldiers began to assemble in a hurry, but the chaotic crowd of 100,000 people was not easy to quickly assemble and array In an instant, three thousand white horses rushed in.

The first general, Yan Gang, saw him suddenly raise his long knife, and the white horse cavalry close behind him quickly spread towards the two wings, and in less than a moment, he opened a cavalry formation two hundred steps wide, several rows in front and back, crossed and swung, easy to sprint.

And immediately behind them, there were more Beiping troops rolling in, not to mention 10,000 or 20,000.

Yan Gang raised the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Where righteousness goes" "Where righteousness goes, life and death go hand in hand; The sky can be seen, and the white horse is the proof" Behind him thundered, thousands of long knives and spears were raised high, shining in the morning light, flashing with a compelling light.

"Huh" Yan Gang let out a wolf-like sound, and suddenly lifted the reins, and the war horse under the seat began to accelerate.

Whoa Three thousand white horses let out a howl like a ghost crying wolf, and the three thousand war horses accelerated together, and in less than a moment, they completed the acceleration action and began to sprint at a high speed, but they saw that the horse's head was crowded, the long knife was like snow, and tens of thousands of iron hooves struck the earth heavily, like the war drums of the god of death, and they struck again and again on the heart of the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side.

Negligence, the Yellow Turban Army was only sixty or seventy steps away, and the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side was already in chaos, some mustering up courage to face the battle, and some cowering and retreating.

"Shoot" Yan Gang snapped, hung the long knife on the victory hook, bent his bow and arrows, and shot at the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side. shout The long arrows roared out like meteors catching the moon, heading straight for a tall Yellow Turban Army. burst The long arrow passed through his chest and shot through the Yellow Turban Army, who looked at the arrow cluster in his chest in a daze for half a second, and then woke up, screamed, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and he fell to the ground and died.

Woohoo Arrows flew like locusts in the back, and thousands of rays of light streaked through the sky, pouring fiercely into the army.

"Woo woo" A Yellow Turban soldier grabbed a sharp arrow that passed through his mouth, screaming but unable to speak, his whole body jumped and jumped, like a monkey whose buttocks had been burned by fire, but he fell to the ground after not long after jumping.

"Ahh After two rounds of arrow rain, although the damage was limited, the Yellow Turban Army was already in chaos.

The next moment, three thousand white horses raised their long weapons from Qi Qi, like the fangs of a steel beast, and bit the chaotic Yellow Turban Army in front of them with incomparably ferocity.

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Between the lightning and flint, the white horse Yi who was rushing at great speed crashed into the chaotic Yellow Turban Army camp from the iron horseman, only to hear a clattering sound of bones shattering, and the two rows of Yellow Turban Army in front were knocked into the air, and then the long knife and gun pierced the heads of a row of Yellow Turban Army.

Under Yan Gang's loud shouting, the three thousand white horses raised their long knives and guns to slash and kill, but what really brought great lethality to the Yellow Turban Army was not the bloody knives and guns, but the ferocious and ferocious impact in the era of cold weapons The iron cavalry hurried, and in an instant, the clanging sound of people and horses colliding, the sonorous sound of weapons colliding, the click of broken bones, and the wail of the Yellow Turban Army before death, intertwined to form a symphony of death, more than 3,000 white horses and righteous servants intertwined into a riding formation, just like the legendary Lanxiang excavator, the Yellow Turban Army was thrown to pieces.

Finally, more than 3,000 Bai Ma Yi knocked through the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army, and Bai Ma Yicong, who ran to the bank of the river, slowly stopped the horse's feet under Yan Gang's shout, and then lifted the reins and turned the horse's head.

Behind them, more than 10,000 soldiers of the Beiping Army had been viciously slaughtered into the Yellow Turban Army under the leadership of Gongsun Zhan, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, raging rampantly

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