"break!"

In an instant, Zhao Yun's body fell down, and the silver spear in his palm swept across the village gate.

"Bang!"

It shot and flew over the village gate. Although it made a heavy sound, it did not collapse.

After all, although the Yellow Turban Army was scattered and the strong strength of the camps built had great problems, it was also a weight of a thousand pounds, so it could not be easily knocked down.

However, Zhao Yun tried his best to pick up the village gate in the same way.

Cooperating with the chopping of hundreds of Han soldiers, the cracks at the village gate became bigger and bigger, like a drop in the ocean, and would collapse at any time.

Suddenly, Zhao Yun jumped into the air in the second half and quickly pulled into the vague gap with his quick silver spear.

"collapse!"

Suddenly, the village gate finally couldn't resist it. It collapsed with the slashing of Han soldiers and Zhao Yun's vigorous gun.

However, after just a moment of delay, nearly ten Han army soldiers fell to the ground with stroke arrows and moaned with no strength.

As expected, Zhao Yun raised his head and saw the Yellow Turban thief holding a bow and arrow in his hand, keeping his bow and arrow.

For a moment, Zhao Yun was immediately angry. He would never allow his soldiers to be shot and killed by the thief army.

"The soldiers of the Han Dynasty, the enemy camps were broken, formed a formation to rush into the bandits, and promoted the prestige of the Han Dynasty!"

It has to be said that the Han soldiers are worthy of being elite soldiers. At Zhao Yun's order, they immediately formed a spontaneous formation and then slowly entered the camp.

Zhao Yun held a long spear and took the lead, and rushed straight to the yellow turban thief. His whole body was filled with endless anger.

Seeing Zhao Yun wearing a white robe running towards him quickly, the sharpshooter Yellow Turban thief continued to bend his bow and arrow skillfully and aim.

"Swish!"

Two arrows shot towards Zhao Yun in a row, but Zhao Yun was very skilled in shooting, and was always on guard.

Even though the Yellow Turban Thieves had extraordinary archery skills, they could not hurt Zilong at all. With a trembling silver spear, they knocked down two arrows to the ground one after another.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Thief, who was originally extremely calm, also showed a little panic, but he did not expect that the white robe would be so brave.

However, in a second thought, the Yellow Turban Thief continued to shoot arrows, but unfortunately, Zhao Yun had already arrived before it was launched.

The silver spear stabbed quickly, leaving the Yellow Turban thief with no way to avoid it, and was about to become the first dead soul under Zhao Yun's spear.

"Aniu, come for my brother!"

"A general of the thief, don't hurt my brother!"

In a blink of an eye, another ordinary yellow turban thief wrapped in yellow turbans swung his knife to block the stabbing silver spear and rescued the life of the yellow turban thief.

With the arrival of the Yellow Turban thief, more and more Yellow Turban thieves behind him also rushed out.

Under the command of Chu Yan and Bai Rao, the Yellow Turban Thief Army fought with the Han army and fought together. The scene suddenly became chaotic and extremely tragic.

Speaking of the ordinary Yellow Turban thief who intercepted Zhao Yun, I thought it was not the enemy of Zhao Yun.

However, the fact was unexpected and he actually blocked several moves under Zhao Yun's silver spear.

However, it was only barely blocked. When Zhao Yun adjusted his condition, the silver spear quickly stabbed out, and the Yellow Turban thief could not resist at all.

With a desperate attempt to resist, the silver spear broke through the defense, scratched his arm, and blood continued to flow!

In a blink of an eye, the Yellow Turban thief gritted his teeth and endured the pain, pulled the sharpshooter away urgently.

Seeing that a shot did not kill him, Zhao Yun didn't care too much, after all, he was just two ordinary Yellow Turban thieves, so he was harmless.

Immediately, Zhao Yun held his silver spear and rushed towards the chaotic army that was fighting in a group.

He rushed into the chaos army, and the silver spear was used quickly and in a row.

For a moment, how could ordinary Yellow Turban thieves resist? They were repeatedly beaten by guns.

The Yellow Turban Thief's combat power is already low, and it is far from that of the Han army. Now Zhao Yun is helping him with martial arts.

After only a long battle, the Yellow Turban Thief captured Zhao Yun Wuyong, retreated repeatedly, and was almost killed to the point of being scared.

Chu Feiyan, who was in the middle command, couldn't help but look at each other, her face changed, and she waved her sword and rushed straight towards Zhao Yun.

Seeing that the two generals of the Yellow Turbans were coming quickly, Zhao Yunyi was not afraid and ordered dozens of soldiers to go deep into the village and set fires everywhere, causing chaos.

As for Zhao Yun, he led the remaining people and continued to form a formation to welcome the counterattack of the Yellow Turban thieves.

"The soldiers of the Han Dynasty, continue to kill!"

Immediately, Zhao Yun raised his spear in his palm and gave an order, the Han soldiers and the Yellow Turban thieves entered a group.

Because the combat power of the Han soldiers was completely higher than that of the Yellow Turban Thieves Army, even if the enemy was large and we were few, the Han army was firmly inseparable from the Yellow Turban Thieves Army.

Not only that, Zhao Yun also intercepted Chu Feiyan and Bai Rao with a silver spear, and the three of them fought together.

Although the two generals joined forces against Zhao, Zhao Yun was not afraid at all with a silver spear in his hand, and he did not lose his advantage when he dealt a move.

After fighting for a long time, thick smoke suddenly rolled deep in the village, and the fire filled the blink of an eye.

For a moment, the surroundings suddenly shine and soar into the sky!

As the fire spread, the Yellow Turban thief who did not know the truth was in chaos and panic.

Zhao Yun suddenly seized the opportunity, led the army to fight and retreated, killing the Yellow Turban thieves all the way, causing blood to flow into a river and corpses to spread all over the field.

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Under the city

At this time, the Yellow Turban Army was gathering at the city, and Zhang Niujiao and the leaders were secretly observing the actions above the city.

After observing for a long time, Zhang Niujiao was puzzled: "What is the intention of the government army? They just sounded gongs and drums, but there were not many soldiers who saw?"

"Are you using a tired plan to take the opportunity to go out of the city to attack?"

After observing for a long time, this is the only most reliable idea that Zhang Niujiao came up with in his heart.

However, just as the leaders were still at a loss under the city and confronted each other, fires filled the Yellow Turban Camp, dyeing half of the sky red.

After receiving the report from the bandit army, Zhang Niujiao said in a lost voice: "Oh no, our army is trapped!"

For a moment, Zhang Niujiao couldn't help but feel anxious, and he dared not continue to stay under the city. He immediately summoned the entire army to run quickly towards the camp.

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When he arrived in a forest, Zhang Niujiao was worried about the situation in the camp, but he ignored the terrain here.

The Yellow Turban Army entered the entire line. On the way, they found that long wooden stakes were blocking the road in the middle of the road.

While the bandits were still in a daze, the next moment, screams rang one after another, and countless Yellow Turban thieves died.

After a closer look, the soles of the Yellow Turban Army were scattered in, and the pits were covered with stumps that were cut into wood.

As the Yellow Turban Army fled, countless people fell into the pit and died.

Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Thief Army was in chaos!

Suddenly, in the dark night, Zhao Yun, a white-robed man in his hand, led hundreds of Han soldiers to fight with great momentum and blood.

Seeing this, Zhang Niujiao couldn't help but split his heart and gallbladder, and waved his knife and roared: "The Yellow Turban Men, face the enemy and attack the official army."

However, the Yellow Turban Thieves had long been trapped heavily, losing their morale and turbulent positions.

Although it is forcibly boosting morale, the effect is minimal.

Just when Zhang Niujiao focused all his attention on the Han army galloping forward, he ignored the threat from the flanks.

At this moment, more than a hundred Han soldiers slowly walked out of the forest in the flanks holding bows and arrows.

"Swish swish swish!"

In a bang, more than a hundred soldiers shot out arrows, and more than a hundred arrows fell into the sky, shooting straight into the Yellow Turban Formation.

For a moment, the Yellow Turban Army, which was lacking in defense, fell to the ground one after another and lost consciousness.

The arrows continued, but at this moment, Zhang Niujiao, who was trying hard to command, did not notice the arrows running towards the flanks at all.

Several arrows that were separated by the strings broke through the air, piercing through the defense of the bull's horn and shooting into the body.

This Huang Turban Qu Shuai, who was originally dead in Julu, was buried outside the county town with Zhao Yun's arrival.

With Zhang Niujiao's death, the other leaders were already scared, and the Yellow Turban Thieves' Army became even more chaotic.

After Zhao Yun led hundreds of Han troops into the formation, the bandit army was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without the ability to fight back.

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Time is gradually passing by, and in a blink of an eye, the dawn of the people is gradually coming.

Outside Zhan County, there was a bloody color here, with gunpowder spreading among the woods, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong stream of blood.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was returning from the victory, the Ming court was overjoyed and ordered the county soldiers to open the city gate and they wanted to greet him in person.

After receiving the Han army, the Ming court was preparing to praise Zhao Yun, who led his own destruction of the bandit army this time.

However, just as the moment he arrived, Zhao Yun felt a sudden nausea and immediately ran to the side and vomited!

This is the first time I kill the enemy, and this is how people are. When they are fully focused, there will be no effect.

But once he relaxed, the disadvantages of killing the enemy would be exposed. At this time, Zhao Yun was vomiting with all his might.
Chapter completed!