Li Zhi stood on the hillside, his eyes fixed on the point where the two armies met, his fists clenched, but his clothes were soaked with sweat due to nervousness.

At this time, he looked towards the back of the Yellow Turban camp and murmured to himself: "Why haven't you come yet? Why haven't you come yet...?!"

At this time, Xu Huang had already tied up the two people, came to Li Zhi's side with a big knife, cupped his hands and said to him: "Brother, everything is over here, I'm going to kill the thief!"

When Li Zhi nodded, he stabbed Bo Cai's upper body with a broadsword, got on his horse, and rushed towards the place where the two armies were fighting.

When he came to the place where the two armies were fighting, he raised his sword high and shouted loudly: "Bocai is dead! Why don't you surrender quickly?!"

When the Yellow Turban thieves saw Bo Cai's head stuck on Xu Huang's broadsword, they were all horrified. While they were so frightened that they had no intention of fighting, they were killed by Li Zhi's soldiers numerous times, but they had already broken through the front line.

In the front line, the remaining enemies saw that the army was so powerful and that Qu Shuaibo was killed by the opponent's general, so they lost interest in fighting and fled back one after another.

In the rear formation, the yellow turban leaders saw that the front formation had been defeated. They were furious. They drew their weapons, mounted their horses, and rushed forward. As they rushed, they shouted: "Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

While charging forward, he used the sword in his hand to kill those who retreated.

But what they and others did had a great effect. The Yellow Turban army gradually calmed down and defended its position.

Seeing this, Xu Huang waved his sword and threw Bo Cai's head into the Yellow Turban army. Then he quickly whipped his horse, yelled "kill" and went towards the Yellow Turban leaders to kill them.

When Xu Huang rushed to kill several Yellow Turban leaders, he silently raised his sword and chopped off one of them.

"Pfft!" Before the man could react, Xu Huang cut his head off with a knife. When the others saw how powerful Xu Huang was, they didn't dare to neglect, and rushed forward with shouts.

Five or six Yellow Turban leaders surrounded Xu Huang with their horses, and the sound of "clinking, clanging, clanking" could be heard, but all the Yellow Turban leaders surrounded Xu Huang in the middle and besieged him.

Xu Huang was surrounded by everyone and did not panic. He wielded the big sword in his hand and slashed left and right like he had been doing it all day long.

Xu Huang's airtight sword power left everyone in the Yellow Turbans helpless. Gradually, some of them lost their strength due to drinking too much.

When Xu Huang saw that the offensive of those people had weakened, his eyes widened and he shouted "Death!"

The long knife in his hand cut off instantly like a thunderbolt. Before those people could recover, they were killed by Xu Huang one by one!

Seeing Xu Huang's bravery, the remaining three were so frightened that they did not dare to fight, so they hit their horses and fled backwards.

Seeing those three people running away,

Xu Huang did not pursue him. He took out a bow and arrow from his horse, held the bow in his left hand, and pointed three arrows at the three people in his right hand. He only heard...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!" Three sounds of piercing the air came through.

"Ah...! Plop...!" The three people who escaped were shot dead by Xu Huang's three arrows, and fell to the ground with a thud. After struggling for a while, there was no sound again.

"Run..."

"General Xin is dead, run for your life..."

When the yellow scarf thieves saw that their leader was dead, they were instantly defeated and ran to the rear camp crying for their fathers and mothers.

Xu Huang took advantage of this great opportunity and led the Yellow Turban army to attack.

Among the central army, the leader of the Yellow Turban warriors who was originally waiting for Bo Cai's order saw the army approaching and didn't care much, so he led the Yellow Turban warriors to charge forward.

In the hearts of the Yellow Turban thieves, the Yellow Turban warriors are like gods descending to earth, and those with them will definitely not fail.

Now, seeing that the Yellow Turban warriors withstood the attack of the army, the defeated Yellow Turban mustered up the courage to turn around and continue to fight the officers and soldiers in a stalemate.

Time gradually passed, and after an hour, the two armies were still fighting anxiously. The two armies fought with countless casualties, which made Li Zhi on the hillside extremely anxious.

At this moment, far behind the Yellow Turban camp, a group of men and horses came at great speed. Li Zhi was overjoyed when he saw this, but after taking a closer look, he frowned.

There were only more than a thousand of these people, and all of them were injured. It was obvious that they had experienced a brutal fight.

Yang Ying rode a war horse and carried a big sword that was still dripping blood. With an anxious look on his face, he beat the horse madly and rushed towards the Yellow Turban camp.

When he rushed to the Yellow Turban rear camp, he saw that the two armies were still fighting. He breathed a long sigh of relief, then cheered up and shouted: "Do brothers still have the strength?!"

All the knights responded in unison: "We are willing to kill the enemy for our Lord! Even if we die, we will never regret it!"

Yang Ying nodded fiercely and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me to kill!"

After saying that, he picked up the sword and stabbed the horse's butt hard. The horse roared and rushed towards the enemy camp like an arrow from the string.

"Kill!" All the knights followed suit and poked their horses one after another, roared, and rushed after them.

The cavalry led by Yang Ying, like a sharp blade, penetrated the Yellow Turban rear camp. In an instant, the Yellow Turban rear camp became chaotic. The Yellow Turban thieves did not dare to confront the heavy cavalry and fled in all directions.

At this time, in the Yellow Turban camp, the Yellow Turbans, who were fighting against the army, heard the sound of crying from behind. They turned around and saw Yang Ying and the knights rushing towards them like crazy.

In an instant, the already weak Yellow Turban Army lost all morale. Someone shouted: "The army is coming for reinforcements! Run away...!"

When all the yellow scarfs heard this, they were so frightened that they dropped their weapons one after another and fled for their lives, shouting randomly.

"Run away...!"

"Oh my god...!"

"Escape... Ouch! Who stepped on me!"

Just when the Yellow Turbans were running away and out of formation, Xu Huang's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly: "The Yellow Turbans are defeated! Follow me!"

After saying this, he waved his sword and chased after the defeated Yellow Turban.

As the saying goes, the army was defeated like a mountain. More than 100,000 Yellow Turban thieves fled in all directions like frightened birds. Behind them, an army of 50,000 led by Xu Huang was chasing closely.

After the yellow scarf men ran for about twenty miles, they all slowed down. After all, they usually didn't have enough food and clothing, and they had been fighting for more than an hour today, so they didn't have much physical strength anymore.

Some yellow scarves saw that they could no longer run, so they lay down on the roadside in despair, motionless, and allowed the officers and soldiers to kill them. When Xu Huang saw this, he frowned and loudly said: "Those who kneel on the ground will not be killed!"

The army following Xu Huang also shouted: "Kneel down and don't kill, kneel down and don't kill...!"

People in the Yellow Turbans heard that kneeling on the ground could avoid death, so they knelt down on both sides of the road one after another. Hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves knelt on both sides of the road, stretching for more than ten miles, which was a spectacular sight.

At this time, about a hundred Yellow Turban warriors were standing in the middle of the road, looking with disdain at the Yellow Turbans kneeling on both sides.

When Xu Huang led the army, these yellow scarf warriors roared and charged towards the army like an egg striking a stone.

Seeing this, Xu Huang sighed, knowing that they were seeking death for their own sake of loyalty.

Although Xu Huang admired them in his heart, he did not show any mercy. He led the army to fight and surrounded the people, shouting "Kill!"

When the leader of the Yellow Turban Warriors saw that they had surrounded him and others, he was not afraid. He looked at Xu Huang with his head held high, and then he pulled out his saw-toothed sword and shouted: "Now is the time to be loyal! Brothers, please follow me."

I'll kill!"

After saying that, the man raised his sword and rushed towards Xu Huang. Although the yellow scarf warriors were all brave, they were outnumbered and disappeared after a while.

After Xu Huang killed the last person with a single blow, he looked at the fallen yellow scarf warriors with complicated expressions, and then he sighed: "Bury him generously!"

Li Zhi, standing on the hillside, breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw the battlefield in such a shape, and collapsed on the ground. However, he was already exhausted from nervousness.
Chapter completed!