Guo Peng gasped violently.

His war horse was also gasping violently. Guo Peng could feel his partner being gasping violently, and his breath seemed to be a little more intense than himself.

The battlefield seemed to have solidified at this moment.

Zhang Liang is indeed dead.

He was stabbed to death by Guo Peng and fell straight to the ground, and died.

Guo Peng took several deep breaths.

"Zhang Liang is dead!!!"

He shouted out again, as if he was about to spit out all the heat accumulated in his chest.

To be honest, his mind was blank and he could hardly think, but he couldn't help but shouted out.

Then, I don’t know how long it took, maybe a moment, or a long time, the sound of "Zhang Liang is dead" came one after another, constantly drilling into his ears.

All the Yellow Turban Army collapsed completely and fled in all directions, running towards the Zhangshui River, running desperately, crying, shouting and screaming, completely like a madman, not wanting weapons or flags, relying solely on instinct to run towards places without Han army.

Even if there is only a big river in that direction, it is a river where water flows more rapidly and there are no ships that will most likely drown.

The accumulated water has washed over and the river has gradually returned to normal. There are about 5,000 Yellow Turban Army chasing over the river. At this time, I don’t know how many people are jumping into the river with their lives, completely ignoring whether they can swim to the other side.

Because behind them were the ferocious and bloodthirsty Han army.

Guo Peng picked up a knife from the ground, chopped off Zhang Liang's head with one knife, hung his head on the horse, and then joined the pursuit team.

A large number of Yellow Turban Army were killed on the north bank, and many jumped into the river and drowned. Lu Zhi prepared ships as fast as possible, allowing the Han army to cross the river again and chase the collapsed Yellow Turban Army on the other side.

At the same time, the Yecheng defenders, who had been under the pressure of the Yellow Turban Army, saw the Han army win a great victory. After the Yellow Turban Army began to flee, they also opened the city gate and rushed out, joining the pursuit feast.

The Yellow Turban Army on the south bank of the river was defeated after witnessing the scene of the Yellow Turban Army being killed by the Han army and re-attacked, especially after hearing the Han army shouting in unison "Zhang Liang is dead."

The personal soldiers around Zhang Jiao could not stop him, and even killed him with a knife.

Finally, Zhang Jiao ran away, and his eyes were dull and pulled away by his personal soldiers. As a result, he rushed to the city of Yecheng and was chased out by the Yecheng defenders for a while. The Han army on the north bank of the Hebei River, which was chasing wildly, joined the pursuit team.

In this battle, the Han army won a great victory, which was a great victory in the Zhangshui River.

The Han army killed all the way, the Yellow Turban army fled all the way, and the corpses were bloody all the way. Many Han army killed too many enemies, and they killed bloody people, and their bodies were covered with red.

This is how Guo Peng and his Changshui cavalry were. I don’t know how many people they chased, and their bodies were covered with blood, and their evil spirits soared into the sky.

After the pursuit, each of them had a bit dull expression. In the end, together with many dull soldiers, they were awakened by the Zhang River water that was poured from the top of their heads.

When the cold Zhanghe River water poured down from his head, Guo Peng suddenly realized it, shuddered, jumped up, and looked around blankly.

Then I saw Lu Zhi standing behind me with a bucket of water.

"Old...teacher?"

"Awakened?"

Lu Zhi asked lightly.

"Wake up? Am I asleep?"

Guo Peng seemed to be in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"The first time I went to the battlefield, I killed too many people. It's like this. I can't tell where I am, what I did, what I have to go through next. Just slow it down. Zifeng, you're doing a good job."

Lu Zhi showed a warm smile and reached out to pat Guo Peng on the shoulder: "When I first went to the battlefield, my legs were trembling so much that I couldn't stand steadily, and I almost made a joke."

Lu Zhi joked like this, and Guo Peng's blank brain began to recover his normal function, remembering some things that he just couldn't remember.

"Zhang Liang..."

"I was killed by you. As the army saw with my own eyes, you led the cavalry to rush over and attacked Zhang Liang, and stabbed Zhang Liang to death with one shot. This credit belongs to you."

Lu Zhi nodded and smiled, "Thanks to you to kill Zhang Liang, the morale of the Yellow Turban thieves collapsed and the entire army was disintegrated. Our army joined forces with the Yecheng defenders to chase and kill the Yellow Turban thieves for more than ten miles, killed more than 20,000 Yellow Turban thieves, and captured more than 20,000 alive. Zhang Jiao fled with only the remaining remaining soldiers."

As he said this, Lu Zhi also showed a look of regret: "It's a pity that our army failed to do its best to kill Zhang Jiao. If Zhang Jiao could be killed, the Yellow Turban Thieves would be really out of the ordinary. However, it would be okay to kill Zhang Liang. After all, it was Zhang Jiao's brother. If he died, it would be a great shock to the Yellow Turban Thieves Army."

Guo Peng felt a little dizzy when he heard it.

"Teacher, I didn't understand it very well. I mean, I made great contributions, right?"

"You can be considered the first merit. If you kill Zhang Liang, you will directly prompt the Yellow Turban Thief Army to collapse and change the situation of the battle. You will be the first merit in this battle."

Lu Zhi sighed with great satisfaction: "I never expected that you would kill Zhang Liang on the first time you went to the battlefield. I imagined every step of my plan, but I didn't count that Zhang Liang would die at your hands. Zifeng, if you did a good job, I will definitely help you ask for me!"

Guo Peng was still a little dizzy. It took him a while to understand what Lu Zhi meant.

After rubbing his legs that were sore because he had been clamping the horse's belly for a long time, Guo Peng wanted to see his part and share his happiness with them.

But for some reason, the little joy in my heart disappeared invisible when I saw the blood of the wounded soldiers all over the ground and smelled the strong smell of blood.

Three of the thirty soldiers he brought out died and seven were injured.

Five hundred and fourteen cavalrymen were killed in total, and four hundred and seventy were still alive, of which 127 were injured.

Xiahou Yuan was injured in his left arm, and Cao Ren's cheek was almost killed by an arrow. Only Xiahou Dun was lucky, just like Guo Peng, unscathed.

The four of them met and were filled with emotion.

Everyone had different feelings when they went to the battlefield to kill the enemy for the first time, but there was no doubt that they all felt sincerely grateful and delighted.

Feeling gratitude for being alive, and feeling delighted that you are not only alive but also make contributions.

Especially Guo Peng, who assassinated the general Zhang Liang with one shot, directly destroyed the fighting will of the Yellow Turban Army, directly reversed the situation, and became the first master of this battle.

Xiahou Yuan and Cao Ren looked at Guo Peng with great respect, and Xiahou Dun looked at Guo Peng with a more sense of identity.

"Not to mention making contributions, I feel that it's good to be alive now, as if everything just now is like a dream."

Guo Peng didn't feel so happy. The feeling of gratitude that survived the fight was the deepest feeling at the moment.

Cao Ren and Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Dun are the same, and they both feel this way.

"A single arrow flew over my face. As long as I was slightly off, I would... be unimaginable."

Cao Ren shuddered and felt sincerely glad that he survived by chance.

Indeed, after winning the battle, joy is the second aspect, and the first aspect of feeling is probably that I have survived again.

Then, Guo Peng went to visit the Changshui cavalry under his command. The Changshui cavalry surrounded Guo Peng in the middle, his eyes full of recognition and respect for him.

The young officer showed amazing courage as soon as he entered the battle, and led them forward bravely and achieved such great contributions, which sincerely made them feel a sense of identity and belonging.

Guo Peng encouraged them and went with them to visit the injured Changshui cavalry to see if their injuries were serious. Fortunately, not many people were seriously injured, most of them were slightly injured by swords.

Guo Peng personally applied medicine and bandaged them. Then he went to visit the seriously injured soldiers. Looking at their serious wounds, he shed tears and said that this was his mistake and that he was rushing too hard.

The people around him cried with him, but they all comforted Guo Peng. This was not his mistake.

Afterwards, Guo Peng sat on the ground with everyone for a fight. After the fight, he inspected the accommodation tents of the Changshui Cavalry Team one by one to see if they could sleep well, and finally returned to the camp to sleep.

In a few days, Guo Peng's reputation for sympathizing with his soldiers spread and became famous with Guo Lang's reputation in Yingchuan.
Chapter completed!