Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 603
"What method can make my spear bigger?"

Zhang Fei's voice even suppressed the shouts of killing on the battlefield, showing the potential for the broken bridge to recede.

He deliberately used this method to damage local morale.

We are Taoism, Taoism you are not afraid of!
You are not the only ones who have Taoism in the Taiping Demon Way.

"No."

Xia Yanzhen replied to invalidate Zhang Fei's rare strategy, and he walked forward, Qingyun swept across.

A large open space was directly swept out, and countless soldiers were swept away and torn apart.

With a gun enclosure close to 40 meters, on the battlefield, what a "broad" attack range.

"Don't panic! Use cigarettes!"

Guan Hai's voice came from behind, and more than a dozen bamboo tubes were thrown beside Xia Yanzhen and exploded.

Thick purple smoke came out from inside, exuding a fishy-sweet and near-smelly smell.

"Poisonous smoke?"

Xia Yanzhen directly adjusted the breathing method to the internal circulation, and at the same time loosened and took off the prisoner of darkness coat, and flung the large coat.

A gust of wind blew away the surrounding thick smoke.

Just as the poisonous smoke was blown around, several sounds of breaking through the air came, and several saw-toothed discs were flying towards them.

Xia Yanzhen casually used the coat of the prisoner of darkness as a weapon and smashed the discs.

A soldier attacked from behind the door, stabbing his back and neck with a spear.

Xia Yanzhen didn't dodge, and let these soft and weak spears stab him. He pushed back, and the tough spear head broke, and a group of soldiers were shocked by the attacking force and lost their balance.

Putting on the prisoner of darkness, there are soldiers stumbling around, showing pain, and being backlashed by poisonous smoke.

Xia Yanzhen picked up Qingyun again, swept across all directions, and walked towards the general's camp behind.

As he moved forward, he saw a gradual change in the morale surrounding him.

At first, those morale were like invisible flames.

Now the shape is a bit like vines with many small thorns, entwined around the soldiers, making their movements restrained, hesitant to approach, and even wanting to turn around and run away.

"Morale, it seems, is a kind of emotion, the power of desire."

Xia Yanzhen secretly said in his heart.

There were no soldiers around who dared to rush forward, they kept retreating as Xia Yanzhen advanced.

It's not like this kind of situation has never happened before.

But there are prerequisites-the man is very fierce, the horse is very good, and the speed is fast.

It is very mobile, and there is no corresponding fierce general to hold it, and it has not been truly besieged.

To rush to the battle, what we pay attention to is a "rush"!
Chong is the basic requirement of one against ten thousand. Without rushing, no matter how strong a fierce general is, it is impossible for one against ten thousand.

But the Taoist priest in front of him broke the conventional cognition of the soldiers around him.

He didn't ride a horse, and he didn't rush up. He just walked forward slowly, step by step.

The steps can even be said to be slow, only slightly faster than walking.

He is not a wind of death, but a mountain that presses down, the night that falls.

Irresistible!

Non-human can stop it!
Guan Hai has already kept backing away from Xia Yanzhen by more than [-] meters. He drew his bow and arrow and shot at Xia Yanzhen, harassing him a little.

The intention to retreat is already very obvious.

"Blow the horn!"

He said to the soldiers around him.

The guards blew the horn, and the boundless sound of the horn echoed on the battlefield. This is the horn for help.

In the tent, Zhang Rao heard the sound of the horn, frowned and thought for a moment, and chose to order troops, leaving only a part of the people to guard the gate of Qingzhou City.

Xia Yanzhen continued to advance, and the soldiers around him were more and more scattered.

Those thorny auras are blurring, instead of disappearing, they continue to pass through the soldiers like poisonous snakes.

"what!"

Finally, as several brave soldiers rushed over, they were shot and killed by Xia Yanzhen.

There was a terrified cry.

This cry became a fuse, completely igniting the surrounding fear.

The shrill screams sounded all around, forming one piece.

The spears, shields and other weapons in their hands were dropped, and the soldiers who had completely lost their fighting spirit turned around and ran back desperately.

Some ran too slowly and were pushed and knocked to the ground.

Before he could get up, he was trampled back, and he couldn't get up again after this party.

Countless feet fell on them, trampling them to death.

Some of the soldiers stepped on the bodies of their colleagues and fell to the ground, and immediately turned into other corpses.

Because there are relatively few people wearing armor, there is no large-scale discarding of armor and armor.

Scattered on the ground were weapons and corpses that had been trampled out of shape.

The battlefield is full of blood.

Although Xia Yanzhen was spotless, he could wipe out the bones of hundreds of people with just one blow.

That strong blood seems to be boiling.

The world in front of Xia Yanzhen's eyes was slightly distorted, it was "blood evil spirit",

"Morale" is too strong, like the edge of a flame, and the high temperature distorts the surrounding scene.

Closing his left eye, the world in front of him suddenly returned to normal.

Although the morale can be seen, it has no effect on Xia Yanzhen.

After all, morale is more affected by "emotions". Xia Yan really suspects that this is the power of desire formed by strong emotions.

There are no emotions and desires in the eyeballs.

At most, just twist your vision and close your eyes.

Continuing to walk forward, the scattered soldiers around began to gradually become abnormal.

The normal soldiers broke up and fled, that is, they ran away.

These soldiers, while running, would make terrified and sharp screams, like madmen.

Even Guan Hai was greatly affected, he galloped his horse with no expression on his face, even the surrounding guards were knocked away by him on horseback.

At this time, Zhang Rao had just led his troops to support him, and when he was rushed by his own rout, the army formation suddenly became a little out of shape.

"All officers and men obey orders! Charge with me!"

Behind Xia Yanzhen, Liu Bei's shout came, followed by the sound of war drums and shouts of killing.

Xia Yanzhen defeated the enemy army by himself, and then it was time to beat the dog in the water.

Leading troops to fight, except for the generals who pay attention to a certain degree of fairness in front of the battle, they do not pay attention to fairness and morality at other times.

Get started when it's time to get started!
Zhang Rao didn't expect that when he came, he would face such a bad situation.

Can only resist hastily.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei rode their horses straight to Zhang Rao's place.

On the other side, the gate of Qingzhou City was also opened, and a group of soldiers appeared to disperse the Yellow Turban Army who stayed here to guard.

The Yellow Turbans didn't forget to blow their horns to remind them.

It doesn't help.

Even if Zhang Rao knew about it, he didn't have the extra energy and strength to resist.

Under the front and back attacks, the morale of the yellow scarf army led by Zhang Rao was soon demoralized. Although they were not as exaggerated as the soldiers who broke up just now, they also started to retreat and began to flee.

"go!"

Zhang Rao also decisively let the surrounding soldiers escape with protection.

He was defeated in this battle, and he was powerless.

As soon as the general ran away, even the military flag fell down, and the Yellow Turban Army was completely scattered.

The only difference from lambs to be slaughtered is that they can run.

Several horns sounded again.

This is to remind the soldiers prepared by Zou Jing's side that they can also come up to chase the poor bandits.

Zhang Rao didn't run for long, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu caught up
Zhang Rao and his personal guards were beheaded by the two brothers, and Zhang Fei held his head in his hands.

Under normal circumstances, at this time, raising your head high and shouting "The enemy general has given his head!" can fully damage the morale of the enemy army.

No need now.

There is no need for Zhang Fei and Guan Yu to do more.

The yellow turban thief has already collapsed badly, one more head, one less head, it doesn't matter at all.

In the already one-sided battlefield, Xia Yanzhen rode over.

Tiamat arrived with a horse just now, and let Xia Yan really get on the horse.

Xia Yan really didn't have much interest in chasing down these scattered soldiers, he had other things to do.

"Yun Chang, Yi De." Xia Yanzhen said, "I have a question."

"Taoist Xia, please tell me." Guan Yu clasped his fists and said.

Xia Yanzhen is a person from outside Fang, he has no words, and others call him "Taoist", which is a respectful title.

"I saw just now that those yellow scarf thieves who were scattered seemed to be scared out of their wits, and they were going crazy?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"Yes."

Guan Yu said, "It is true that some soldiers will be frightened and go crazy on the battlefield, but not many."

Under normal circumstances, the collapse of armor and armor is a very bad situation.

It's better, you can fight and retreat.

No matter how good it is, the winning side still has to "have nothing to chase after", which is a bit like a strategic retreat.

Situations like today are very rare.

Guan Yu not only reads the Spring and Autumn Period, but also is familiar with various military books. He has only seen this kind of situation in books, and it is the first time he has seen it with his own eyes.

Now is the time when the three Liu Bei brothers have just debuted, and to be honest, they are not considered battle-tested.

Xia Yanzhen's question can only be answered through the records in the books.

"Then these people have been crazy since then?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

Guan Yu shook his head: "I don't know what will happen in the future."

Xia Yanzhen looked at Zhang Fei.

Zhang Feimeng shook his head: "I don't know, wait—"

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"It seems that before I met my elder brother and my second brother..." Zhang Fei remembered one thing.

At that time, he heard that a man returned home after losing a battle, and died in a madness within a few days.

"died?"

"Yes, it's dead. I went to see it. The death is a bit scary." Zhang Fei said.

For a murderer like him to say that his death was a bit scary, it must have been an unsafe death.

"Master, why are you asking this?"

"Don't you think it's a bit weird?" Xia Yanzhen said, "Morale, the soldiers are still scared to death?"

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Isn't that what troubled times are like?" Zhang Fei said carelessly, "It will be fine when this troubled world is settled."

"Perhaps." Xia Yanzhen looked over, the battle was not over yet.

On the battlefield, the so-called morale is still shrouded.

Let the losers suffer even worse, and the winners pursue more fiercely.

With the army of Qingzhou city and Zou Jing leading people to join, the siege of Qingzhou gradually came to an end.

into the night.

Outside Qingzhou City, a large number of torches were lit to illuminate the battlefield outside the city.

The work of cleaning the battlefield is essential.

(End of this chapter)