The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 112 The Battle of Jinyang ([-])

"Ugh——"

The desolate trumpet sounded from the tower of Jinyang City.

The warriors of the Han army on the tower were all gnashing their teeth and pushing the winch on the tower with all their strength. With the rotation of the winch, the tall Jinyang city gate was opening to both sides little by little.

The sound of horseshoes under the city was like thunder, as loud as the surging tide. A bright red military flag jumped out of the city gate first, with a large "Zhang" embroidered in black letters on a red background.

Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou, had a golden helmet on his head, a horse in his hand and a leaping horse in front of him. His crimson battle robe was blown up by the strong wind, revealing the two pieces of armor under his battle robe.

The dazzling sunlight shone brightly on Zhang Yi's armor, adding a bit of power.

Hundreds of armored cavalry from the Han army came out closely behind Zhang Yi, also leaping on their saddles, galloping out with guns and halberds in hand.

Suddenly, countless banners flew out of the city gate, and the horses turned their hooves, making a muffled sound like thunder, and rushed out of the majestic Jinyang City with overwhelming force.

Zhang Yi raised the horse with one hand, and shouted loudly with all his strength: "Han Army!!!"

Countless Han soldiers behind them raised their weapons high and shouted in unison.

"mighty!!!"

"mighty!!!"

"mighty!!!"

Zhang Yi jumped in front of his horse, raised his head to the sky and roared, and raised his horse horizontally. The five hundred cavalry behind him suddenly turned around, changing from a column to a horizontal formation.

While the horseshoes were moving, the banners and flags were like a forest, and the spears and halberds were like hemp, five hundred Han cavalry had jumped out of the city gate.

At this time, most of the Yellow Turban Army's attention was on the city. When the armored cavalry of the Han Army jumped out of Jinyang City, they were trying to climb up the ladder against the arrows on the city.

The galloping armored cavalry of the Han army, like a sharp blade, plunged obliquely into the Yellow Turban army attacking Jinyang City.

"kill!"

Zhang Yi raised the horse lance high, then dropped it suddenly.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Behind them, the armored cavalry of the Han army drew their bows and released their arrows, and countless short soldiers flew out of the cavalry formation, flying towards the heads of the yellow scarf soldiers who were fighting desperately.

One after another, the yellow turban army sergeants fell down one after another under the city. Before a yellow turban army leader who was directing the sergeant forward could react, a feathered arrow fell from the sky. It was injected into the back of the neck and pierced out from the throat.

The leader of the Yellow Turban Army staggered for a moment, raised his head and looked in the direction where the armored cavalry of the Han Army were coming, his body shook a few times, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The short soldiers spun and flew into the dense crowd, and there was a rain of blood and wailing in the Yellow Turban army lacking in armor. The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army fell down like cutting wheat.

"Stabilize the army!"

Sima Wangren, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, rode his horse and swung his whip, galloping through the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, shouting loudly, trying to calm down the panicked soldiers.

"Raise the gun! Set up the gun array!!!"

After a moment of panic, many towering long spears were put down by the sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army, forming dense snatching nets in front of the formation, and officers at all levels shouted loudly to the sergeants around them.

Standing in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, Chen Wu couldn't stop his fear. He had long seen what happened to Pao Ze in the front line. Those armored cavalry of the Han Army galloping out of Jinyang City were wantonly harvesting what was happening under the city. The lives of the Yellow Turban soldiers who attacked the city.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The battle drums on the city were also beaten violently by the warriors of the Han army, and the rapid drum beats heavily on the chest of every Han army.

A colonel of the Han army on the city wall beheaded a yellow scarf sergeant in front of him with a sword, and stepped up the ladder in front of him with one step.

"kill!"

The head of the Han army roared, and holding the Han sword, he rushed down the ladder and met the Yellow Turban army who was on the ladder and wanted to kill them on the city.

Zhang Yi charged forward with a lance, and although he was nearly fifty years old, he did not look old at this time. A lance was in his hands, and he surrounded him to resist the charge of the Han army's armored cavalry. All the Yellow Turban soldiers fell under his spear without exception.

A large amount of blood sprayed out from the body of the Yellow Turban Army sergeant, almost staining Zhang Yi and his horse with blood.

The cavalry formation of the Han army broke through one after another of the yellow scarves. For a moment, Zhang Yi only felt a sudden enlightenment in front of him, but it turned out that the formation of the Yellow Turban army had been completely killed.

Looking back leisurely, Zhang Yi saw that Jinyang city was already a hell on earth, with broken limbs and broken arms scattered all over the ground, military flags everywhere, dark red pools of blood formed one after another on the ground, and the disgusting smell of blood filled the air. .

"mighty!!!"

"mighty!!!"

"mighty!!!"

The infantry of the Han army has also poured out of Jinyang City, and more than a thousand well-trained Han troops are slowly oppressing the Yellow Turban army outside the city.

Wang Ren tried his best to maintain a fairly stable army formation in the rear, but countless feather arrows flew out of the infantry formation of the Han army.

The Yellow Turban Army who lacked shields fell down in an instant. Chen Wu stood in the back row, holding the long spear tightly in his hands, silently reciting the scriptures taught to him by the Yellow Turban Army alchemists in the army, and praying to Huang Tian Safety.

"Quick shot!!!"

The military officer of the Han army rode on the horse and waved the flag in his hand vigorously. At this time, he forgot all the shooting and rest.

Four hundred Han army crossbowmen unleashed their strings again, and shot forward frantically from the gaps in the shield soldiers in front.

"Hold on! Reinforcements will arrive soon!"

More and more soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army fell to the ground in front of them, and there were wailing sounds one after another in the formation. Some timid soldiers even dropped their spears and ran back.

Wang Ren's eyes were about to burst, he beheaded several deserters, and then shouted sharply: "The reinforcements are here in no time, running away on the ground is tantamount to seeking death! Hold on to me!!"

"Reinforcements will be here soon!"

"Reinforcements will be here soon!"

"Reinforcements will be here soon!"

The guards behind Wang Ren also shouted in unison, Wang Ren galloped in the formation, the khaki Sima flag waving back and forth, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the formation saw that their chief general had not left, and the fear in their hearts was slightly reduced scored a few points.

Under the shouts of generals and schools at all levels, although the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was crumbling, it still did not collapse.

"咴——"

The steed neighed, Zhang Yi waved the horse's spear and shouted loudly.

"I'm a big man!!!"

It's hard to imagine that an old man over fifty years old has such power.

Behind him, five hundred armored cavalry of the Han army immediately responded like a tsunami: "Mighty!!!"

Zhang Yi kicked the horse's belly, rode the horse and raised the whip to move forward slowly. When the strong wind blew, he brought up the bright red battle flag embroidered with the word "Zhang" and made a hunting sound.

The five hundred armored cavalry behind them also urged the horses under their seats one after another, followed Zhang Yi slowly forward, and the banners all over the cavalry array were also hunting in the strong wind.

Although there were only five hundred Han cavalry, they charged like a thousand horses. Under the leadership of Zhang Yi, the five hundred Han cavalry rolled towards the simple formation of the Yellow Turban Army in front of them with overwhelming force.

　The update problem is really my biggest problem of all time.

　　A few days ago, there were personal matters and the update was interrupted twice, I am really sorry.

　　Book friends have also been mentioning that I wanted to save more manuscripts, but I feel that I still have to force myself. Before it is put on the shelves, I will update it every day from tomorrow.

　　
　
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