"If you want to attack, I will cooperate with you, but I still don't agree with your ideas." Zhu Jun said.

"Facts will prove that I am right." Huangfu Song said indifferently.

After saying that, Huangfu Song lifted up his cloak and turned toward the Central Army camp.

The entire army went north to attack the Yellow Turbans!

Zhang Jiao learned about Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun’s attack.

At that time, he led an army of 400,000 south to attack Huangfu Song, and the remaining 100,000 troops were handed over to Ma Yuanyi and He Man and the other two to guard Lu Zhi.

On the other hand, Lu Zhiben was stationed on the border of Jizhou, Bingzhou. When he learned that Huangfu Song had gone north, he was shocked.

"Huangfu Song is crazy. Even if he can defeat his army, how many people can be left." Lu Zhi did not agree with Huangfu Song's approach.

However, Dong Zhuo, who was in the same camp as Lu Zhi, agreed with this, "Hahaha, it seems that Huangfu Yizhen and my heroes have the same views. They ask me to say that these so-called Yellow Turban Army are just a group of grass, and they will lead the troops directly to push them over."

"Two reckless men." Lu Zhi was so angry, but he understood that since Huangfu Song had moved him, the best way now was to cooperate in the attack.

......

When Huangfu Song went north to the city of Guangzong, he saw the hills in front of Guangzong. The continuous camps were built around dozens of miles apart.

However, from his perspective, the layout of these camps is full of loopholes and is full of flaws.

Even though the flags are waving and spears are standing, they are just bluffing.

"Zhang Jiao is scared." Huangfu Song sneered.

Three figures appeared on the city tower on Guangyuan City.

Zhang Jiao, wearing a Taoist robe, looked at the lush imperial army in the distance, and there was still some worry in his eyes.

After all, the army of the Central and Han dynasties was famous and he had always heard of it.

Dian Wei saw such a magnificent battlefield for the first time, and licked his lips excitedly, with a fanatical fighting spirit in his eyes. "Lord, how many people can Lao Dian kill in such a large battlefield?"

"It depends on your ability." Fang Mu smiled faintly.

It’s okay for Yang Zaixing and the others. Although the battle between Wang Qing, Xinsong and other forces was not as exaggerated as the forty army, there were hundreds of thousands of people on the battlefield, and there were no end on the battlefield at all.

It was the first time Gao Chong came to such a big battlefield.

Gao Chong breathed lightly and clenched the big gun in his hand.

"We will give Zhang Jiao a big gift first," Huangfu Song said. "You guys, follow me to fight for a while."

With a command, the Sanhe Knights escaped from the formation.

"Kill!" Twenty thousand three river knights swept away like a torrent, and marched in an orderly manner and moved forward and back freely, waving like a finger under Huangfu Song's command.

Just watching from the rear is pleasing to the eye.

Black smoke rolled all over his body, and murderous aura was filled with wild wildness.

The vast iron cavalry was like a sharp knife inserted into the Yellow Turban Army.

The Yellow Turban thieves holding a Pub Knife were swept under the iron cavalry without any resistance and were crushed into blood mud. The horse's hooves stepped on the plum blossoms and were soon covered by dust.

"My sons and soldiers follow me to assault." Huangfu Song was located in the front army, and the red cloak behind him rolled in the wind. He sat down on Wushan and stepped on the clouds and horses with ease and stomped on the horse's hooves to avoid the bows and arrows shooting along the way. In the strong wind, Huangfu Song's voice came into the ears of all the cavalry behind him.

"Kill!" The black falcon military soul in the sky roared like infinite human voices, flapping its wings, and the military iron-blooded evil spirit flew down from its wings into the Three Rivers Knights. From a distance, the cavalry seemed to burn in black flames, and their speed suddenly accelerated a little.

The imperial army behind Fang Fangmu watched Huangfu Song, who led the cavalry into the enemy formation, had a deep gaze.

In terms of command attributes, Zong Ze and Zhong Shidao's peak attributes are not inferior to Huangfu Song.

But at this moment, the power of the Sanhe Knights burst out far exceeded that of the Zhonghu Guard and the Kaifeng Imperial Army.

On the one hand, the Sanhe Knights in Zhongzhou are more elite than the Xinsong Tiger Guards, and on the other hand, Zhongzhou is more abundant than the Xinsong in terms of military evolution.

No matter how powerful Mr. Zhong is, he is just working alone in Xinsong alone. What's the difference between it and the country that is closed?

However, there are countless generals and stars colliding in Zhongzhou. Over the past hundred years, the research on military path has long exceeded that of Xinsong.

"Arrow!" Zhang Bao directed the Yellow Turban Bowmen to stop the Three Rivers Knights.

The dense and continuous sound of bowstrings is emitted, bang bang bang bang bang-

The rain of arrows flew down all over the sky.

The Yellow Turban Army lacks the most is people.

A total of 40,000 archers shot out arrow rain from the four layers of defense line spreading nearly two miles from the flank.

Arrows penetrate the military iron-blooded evil spirit and land on the cavalry.

Ding Ding Dang, the arrows were shot away by strong armor.

Huangfu Song did not look squinting, and he was not worried about these arrows at all. The armor on the Sanhe Knight's body was full of hundreds of forged armor, and ordinary swords and weapons could not be damaged.

"Get back and let the Yellow Turban Strongman come on." Zhang Jiao said.

"You think only your army has military spirits." Zhang Jiao's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the Yellow Turban Army separated like a tide, and a mysterious army shrouded in the mysterious armor emerged from the middle.

When the Yellow Turban Strongman was refined, his body was golden like a golden man. The longer the time, the lighter the color on the Yellow Turban Strongman will eventually become more common.

If the Yellow Turban Reichs who are used to cultivate them using orthodox methods are originally of the same shape as ordinary people.

In order to avoid scaring other ordinary soldiers, the Yellow Turban heroes were covered with armor and hiding their faces.

The five thousand yellow turban heroes were covered with black yellow. Even the evil spirit on their heads was different from the evil spirit of ordinary military spirit. The color was yellow like yellow clouds hanging over the sky, and the yellow clouds rolled, revealing an ancient bamboo slip on it.

The word Taiping is engraved on the bamboo slips.

"Huang Tian is here, Taiping Army..." "Brother, I will go to this battle." Zhang Liang suddenly said.

Zhang Jiao turned around and looked at his third brother.

"I have also learned the skills of peace. I can also lead this Yellow Turban Army. Your identity is more important. If something goes wrong..." Zhang Liang said.

Zhang Jiao glanced at Zhang Liang deeply, then nodded slowly, "Be careful!"

Zhang Liang nodded, then turned over to lead the Yellow Turban Strongman.

"The general Zhang Liang is here, Huangfu's old man will not be rampant."

Zhang Liang was in the Yellow Turbans Central Army and attacked the Sanhe Knights.

Boom boom.

The earth roared, and the Yellow Turban Strongmen were in a neat way, causing the earth to tremble continuously.

Zhang Liang was immediately raising his sword, and inserted the long sword in his hand into the ground, "Today I see my Yellow Turban Strongman breaking your Three Rivers Knights."

Tiger drinks-

The Yellow Turbans growled in unison, and the dark armored eyes were cold eyes that abandoned life and death.

"The best way to peace is to be good in the world!" Zhang Liang whistled long.

The Taiping Bamboo Slips Army Soul above the Yellow Turban Strongman, the mysterious and yellow aura fell into the Yellow Turban Strongman formation, and five thousand Yellow Turban Strongman stood on the plain like a golden wall.

The black torrent collided with the golden wall.

The iron and evil spirits of the two military powers converge together and turn into black and golden stamps.

Below, the Sanhe Knight sat down and the middle-aged and neighed, hitting the Yellow Turban Strongman.

The Yellow Turban Strongman in the first row was instantly knocked away and fell into the rear formation.

On the plains, when a cavalry ran, there was almost nothing that could stop them.

Huangfu Song took the lead, stabbed tens of thousands of kilograms of force in his hand, and the air was thrust out with a shrill scream, and a white layer of air burst out.

The red and golden energy swept across the front like an angry dragon. The two yellow turban strong men in front fell on them without any time to react.

The black armor was split into pieces, and the majestic body exploded instantly, and the hot and hot blood mixed with the white bones were blown away by the strong wind.

Before the shot was exhausted, Huangfu Song stepped onto the camp and killed three more Yellow Turban strong men, which were solemnly within three feet of radius.

Following the gap opened by Huangfu Song, the Sanhe Knight charged forward.

But that invincible momentum was ultimately affected...

One row, two rows, three rows, four rows.

After breaking through four rows of Yellow Turban Powerful, the Sanhe Knights were exhausted, and only Huangfu Song was still rushing forward in the direction.

"It's time to stop!"

An angry shout came from the front.
Chapter completed!