Due to the emergence of thousands of cavalry in Changshe, the front lines of the two armies became very chaotic, and the formation of more than 30,000 Yellow Turban soldiers was completely disrupted, and they evolved from a single siege to a tug-of-war, mainly focusing on the battle between the city walls, the melee under the city, the contest between Sun Jian and Bo Cai, and the middle formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

Although the Yellow Turban Army suffered a great loss because of the Changshe ambush that suddenly broke out from the city, it was far better than the other party in terms of number. After a while of panic, it finally stabilized its position. As Bo Cai said, as long as the Yellow Turban Army can annihilate the thousands of Changshe cavalry, the victory of this battle will belong to them if nothing unexpected happens.

However, it is very difficult to do this, because the thousands of Changshe cavalry ignored the Jiaozheng battlefield under the city, but rushed straight towards the commander's flag in the Yellow Turban Army. You must know that the commander's flag in the middle formation is the soul of an army. Once the flag falls, the morale in the army will definitely plummet. Unless the commander in the army has an unrivaled prestige, it is impossible to defeat the tide of the situation by relying solely on normal command.

Cavalry is a very special group of troops. Unlike infantry that can fight at any time and anywhere, the battle of cavalry will be affected by environmental factors. When the environment is favorable, it is not a myth to fight ten. When the environment is unfavorable, even the same number of infantry may not win.

But no matter what, the impact force when thousands of cavalry ran at full speed was quite strong. The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, which had the advantage of the number of people, could not resist the place at all. In just one cup of tea, the Changshe cavalry was cut into the formation, disrupting the formation.

"Waste!" Looking at the 20,000 soldiers in the Yellow Turban Rear Battalion easily disrupted the formation by the opponent's 30,000 people, Zhang Bao frowned, thought for a while, took out a small blue flag from his arms and pointed forward, and then, an army of only about 500 people emerged from the formation of the central army. Each of them was strong and Kong Wu was powerful, standing in line to block the central army.

"Kill!" Zhang Bao waved the green flag in his hand heavily.

As soon as the words were finished, the five hundred soldiers took steps almost at the same time and rushed towards the oncoming thousands of Changshe cavalry.

On a flat place, five hundred infantry fight against thousands of cavalry. Is Zhang Bao crazy?

Of course not. You should know that he is not an ordinary soldier. He is under Zhang Bao's command and the most elite army among the entire Yellow Turbans, [Yellow Turbans Powerful].

"Well?" As one of the vanguard officers of this Changshe cavalry, Sun Jian's deputy general Cheng Puwang saw an infantryman with only 500 people rushing into the enemy army, holding a long sword in one hand and a shield, armor, and helmet in the other.

What is this for?

Come and die?

Cheng Pu was a little puzzled, waved the spear in his hand and shouted sternly, "Everyone, let me kill!"

There were only five hundred soldiers. Cheng Pu thought that he could defeat them with his thousands of Changshe cavalry without any effort, but the facts were completely beyond his expectations.

The five hundred Yellow Turbans squatted down in front of the formation, pressed against the shield of the left hand with their left shoulder, and waited for the formation.

After a few breaths, there was a loud bang here, and thousands of Changshe cavalry crashed head-on into the defense line with only 500 people. But what was shocking was that the five hundred soldiers were not knocked away by the huge impact, but instead blocked the war horses that rushed towards them. During this period, some war horses even hit the Yellow Turban Shipman's shield. It is conceivable how huge this impact is.

Using manpower to block the charge of the war horses? How is it possible?!

Looking at the Changshe cavalry who died on the ground due to inertia, Cheng Pu subconsciously pulled the reins of the horse, pulled the horse under his crotch and kicked it in the air, turned the horse's head, and stepped heavily on the ground, with a very exquisite riding technique.

However, the Changshe cavalry under his command did not have any luck. They rushed forward and ran into the steel defense line and fell off their horses. They either were shocked to death or were trampled to death by the rioters. The ending was terrible.

In just a few breaths, five or six hundred Changshe cavalry died.

“…”

Cheng Pu's good mood to successfully disperse the enemy's army in his heart was gone, and he looked at the Yellow Turban heroes in shock and couldn't speak.

To be honest, Cheng Pu is not unfamiliar with this tactic.

The shield and long spear have always been the only way for infantry to fight against cavalry charges. The most powerful army of the Han Dynasty was infantry. Earlier, this move was used from time to time when dealing with cavalry from northern frontier nations, which made the cavalry soldiers from outside the frontier nations frightened.

However, the shield formation of only 500 people actually blocked the charge of thousands of cavalry. Cheng Pu had never heard of this. You should know that infantry use such tactics based on the advantage of numbers and tight defense lines. How could there be like now? Only 500 people are still lined up. In front of the cavalry, isn't this seeking death?

Cheng Pu looked at the row of Yellow Turban Warriors standing up with a blue face, because he found that the other party had not lost many people in the impact just now, at most dozens of people, while the cavalry on his side trampled on each other and killed hundreds of people.

What shocked Cheng Pu even more was that he clearly saw that many of the Yellow Turban Warriors had their left arms hanging down strangely, and their bones were clearly broken. However, the expressions and eyes of the soldiers did not change at all, as if they could not sense the pain in their bodies.

Looking at the deadly eyes of the five hundred soldiers like dead people, Cheng Pu felt a chill for no reason.

"Yellow Turbans..."

He had heard that General Zhang Bao, one of the Yellow Turban Heads, had a strong elite under his command. He chose a strong warrior in the army and drank the talismans and pills made by Zhang Bao, and became extremely powerful. Even a weak scholar without the power of a chicken could become a fierce soldier who could fight ten in the next moment.

Although they look confused on weekdays, like living corpses, they will do as long as they give orders, even if they are asked to rush towards thousands of troops, they will do it. They are the most elite and strongest soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army. Half the reason why the Yellow Turban Army was scared of the official army was because of this elite, the Yellow Turban Army!

However, the secret medicine refined by Zhang Bao has serious negative effects, which will greatly damage the mind and mind of the person who takes it. Not only is it like a walking corpse, but its lifespan is greatly reduced. It can last for a long time and last for several months. If the person is weak in qi and blood, it will not be able to maintain it for a few hours.

Because the examples of non-combat deaths have always remained high, the Yellow Turban Strongman has only maintained a division of about two or three thousand people. If Zhang Bao had ten thousand Yellow Turban Strongman Strongman under his command, Hebei, Central Plains and other places would have long been destroyed.

Due to the obstruction of five hundred Yellow Turban Warriors, the charge of thousands of Changshe cavalry was once intercepted. You should know that once the cavalry loses its speed, its combat power will be greatly damaged. It can be imagined that the Changshe cavalry's situation is very unfavorable.

Fortunately, they had already dispersed the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. As long as they defeated the five hundred Yellow Turban soldiers before the Yellow Turban Reorganization, they went straight to the central army where Zhang Bao was located, the outcome of the war was unknown.

Thinking of this, Cheng Pu raised his arms and shouted, and the spear in his hand swung hard at a Yellow Turban Strongman.

"Clang!"

With the sound of a golden sword, the spear in Cheng Pu's hand was actually swept away by the Yellow Turban History with a long knife, which surprised Cheng Pu.

You should know that he is Sun Jian's deputy general and has served as the county magistrate in a place earlier. Although he is not as good as Sun Jian, Cheng Pu is also quite confident in his wrist strength, but unexpectedly he is blocked by a mere soldier...

How is that possible?!

The expression on Cheng Pu's face changed slightly, and the spear in his hand turned and stabbed the other party's weak left arm. He thought he could force the other party to retreat, but the shocking person, the Yellow Turban Strongman, came forward without any bias.

With a sound of slap, Cheng Pu's spear pierced into the other party's left shoulder and passed through his body.

"Hmm?" Cheng Pu was stunned.

Before he could come back to his senses, the Yellow Turban Strongman raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at Cheng Pu. Looking at the shaky long sword, Cheng Pu was shocked. He pulled the spear but was shocked to find that the other party had actually clamped his spear with the muscles on his shoulders.

Shocking!

Seeing the sword about to slash on him, Cheng Pu gritted his teeth, pulled out the long sword from his waist with his right hand, and chopped towards the other party's neck. A flash of blood flashed, and a head flew up and fell to the ground.

But before Cheng Pu could secretly be grateful, he suddenly felt a silver light flash in front of him, and subconsciously turned his hand back, and with a clang, the sword in the Yellow Turban Yellow Turban strongman slashed hard on Cheng Pu's arm armor, shocking Cheng Pu's right hand was sore and numb.

How is that possible?!

Cheng Pu's eyes were filled with horror. He watched the headless Yellow Turban Slayer slashing his arm armor again and again. Without chopping a few times, the Yellow Turban Slayer slowly collapsed to the ground.

Looking at the headless corpse lying on the ground, Cheng Pu touched the cold sweat on his forehead with lingering fear. He had never heard of someone who could still act after his head was cut off. What a vicious power?

Is this the Yellow Turban?

Similar to Cheng Pu's experience, the Changshe Cavalry did not expect that these five hundred Yellow Turban Warriors would have such brutal power. After suffering a great loss, hundreds of people died in just a short while, and the casualties ratio once reached 20 to 1. What a shocking result!

However, the Changshe cavalry were elite soldiers from Sanhe, Hanoi and other places. After a panic, they stabilized. Relying on the strength of their companions and taking advantage of the large population, the casualties ratio was reduced to 10 to 1.

This result of war will make the generals very embarrassed and annoyed, but in Cheng Pu's opinion, it is already very difficult. After all, the enemy of his army is some monsters that can still act after being cut off.

Cheng Pu didn't know that Zhang Bao was in a state of anger and hatred at this moment. After all, it was very difficult to get the Yellow Turban Strongman. These five hundred Yellow Turban Strongman were also Zhang Bao's efforts. He thought he could block several times the cavalry with these five hundred men, but he didn't expect that dozens of people would be killed. How could Zhang Bao not be angry?

"Damn it, how dare you kill the elite under my command!"

As he said that, Zhang Bao sacrificed a stack of talisman paper from his arms, and saw him raise the talisman paper and chanting a spell silently. He immediately blew a black wind from behind the army, blowing straight towards Changshe.

For a moment, sand and stones flew across the battlefield. Cheng Pu and others, who were facing the wind, felt the yellow sand rolling in front of them, and their eyes were charming.

witchcraft?

Hearing the screams of the cavalrymen from Changshe around him, Cheng Pu's heart skipped a beat.

He heard that the thief leader Zhang brothers were good at driving talismans, especially Zhangjiao. It is said that this person could spread clouds and rain, sprinkle beans into soldiers. He just laughed it off and didn't believe it, but he never thought that there was such a magic trick in the world.

Cheng Pu had already been stabbed in his arm with this distraction, and it was bleeding and painful as bone marrow.

"Damn it!"

Cheng Pu cursed and subconsciously wanted to fight back. When he raised his eyes, he saw yellow sand around him, and he had no idea to start. He was even more angry. The same was true for the other Changshe cavalry. Facing the opponent of the Yellow Turbans, which was like a monster, Zhang Bao used the magic trick. His morale was very devastated for a moment. Thousands of cavalry were killed by five hundred Yellow Turbans and retreated step by step.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, who were standing on the Changshe City Tower, naturally saw this strange scene.

After slamming the walls, Zhu Jun frowned and said, "Damn it, that Zhang Bao actually used magic to confuse our soldiers!"

"Um..." Huangfu Song sighed sadly, subconsciously looking at the city to look for his beloved general Sun Jian, but found that Sun Jian was still dragged under the city by Bo Cai. The Changshe soldiers who fought against the Changshe cavalry together were unable to open their eyes because of Zhang Bao's magic tricks, and were unable to open their eyes and were unable to fight back and retreat step by step.

"God doesn't bless me..." Huangfu Song closed his eyes sadly.

At this moment, when Zhu Jun suddenly heard a noise from the north, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at it, but was surprised to see a soldier quickly rushing to the Yellow Turban Army's midfield.

"Reinforcements?" Zhu Jun was immediately overjoyed.

Huangfu Song was stunned and looked up at the army from afar. After a rough calculation, there were about four or five thousand, and the word "Cao" was written on the flag fluttering in the wind in the army.

"Is it him?" Huangfu Song's expression became a little strange.

Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "Who is it?"

"The grandson of Cao Teng, the eunuch's general servant, the cavalry commander, Dunqiu Ling, Cao Cao, and Cao Mengde!"
Chapter completed!