Chapter 103

There were more than 2,000 well-trained archers in the army formation. In the three rounds of arrows just now, a total of 6,000 arrows were shot, killing and wounding more than 2,000 yellow scarf thieves. After all, there are a large number of Yellow Turbans, and they are arranged in a tight formation. To put it bluntly, if it is not for the leather shield, throwing a stone at will can knock down a Yellow Turban.

In the first battle, more than 2,000 Yellow Turban thieves were killed and wounded, which can be said to be a good record. However, there are 50,000 people from the yellow scarf bandits who came to attack, and more than 2,000 people are just a drop in the bucket, not enough. The gap that was killed was immediately filled by the yellow turban thieves behind, and the yellow turban thieves surged up like a tide.

"Array, stick to it!"

The officers' sabers and shields formed a circle of shield walls with large shields, and the spearmen waited for an opportunity to attack inside, forming a circular formation, and Liu Ye's troops were in the center, not participating in the battle but recharging their energy.

After three rounds of arrows, the distance of fifty steps was reached in a blink of an eye, and the yellow scarf thieves in the first row rushed up like a mountain, and the big shield in their hands slammed into them.

The sword and shield hand of the Han army showed no sign of weakness, and raised their large shields to meet them, and the two rows of large shields collided fiercely. The sword and shield players at the front are basically selected strong men in the army. They have thick shoulders and round waists. They raised their big shields and charged fiercely. The two shields rubbed violently, colliding with force like wild beasts.

The sword and shield hand is the front line in the battle formation. Once it collapses, the comrades behind will be exposed to the opponent's front. Therefore, every sword and shield hand gritted their teeth and held the shield firmly.

At this time, the advantages of strict training of the officers and soldiers appeared. The second line of the officers and soldiers were all long soldiers. The spearmen raised their spears, put them on the big shields, and stabbed them out, killing the yellow turban bandits' knives. Shieldmen, spearmen and swordmen wailed everywhere.

The second line of yellow turban bandits has different formations. There are also spearmen and short swordmen.

The spearmen came in and out, and hot blood was on the tip of the spear. Although the officers and soldiers were well-trained, both sides suffered casualties. One by one, the yellow scarf bandits and the officers and soldiers fell to the ground covered in blood. The army's front line shrunk slightly.

Caught in the handover of soldiers, the casualties of the Han army began to increase sharply, and three or four hundred soldiers were killed or injured in a short while. Cao Cao frowned and glanced at Xiahou Dun.

"Yuan Rang, you led the army to attack southward, and the whole army retreated slowly!"

"Here!"

Xiahou Dun accepted the order with fists in his hands, got on his horse and rode away, leading three hundred cavalrymen to rush out from the middle army. The officers and soldiers in the south were ordered to disperse.

Huang Shao, who was being attacked by the warlord, was overjoyed when he saw this: "Go in!"

Thousands of yellow turban thieves in the front row saw an opportunity to take advantage of, and swung their weapons without saying a word, and wanted to rush in, but they didn't expect that this gap was not a fighter opportunity, but a cold murder opportunity.

Xiahou Dun took the lead, brandishing his long spear, followed closely by three hundred riders, and rushed out from the gap exposed by the front line. It was as if a sharp knife suddenly stabbed out of the plane, showing its sharpness.

With the help of horsepower, the cavalry had a strong impact, and the leader was Xia Houdun and other fierce generals, who immediately pierced into the Yellow Turban army formation. The three hundred cavalrymen bravely broke down the Yellow Turban offensive suddenly, killing a group of people on their backs.

The yellow turban bandits were killing fiercely, and they never expected that the officers and soldiers would have the guts to launch a counterattack, and they were immediately stunned. The official army, on the other hand, took advantage of the wavering of the Yellow Turbans and slowly retreated southward.

The official army fought and retreated. Because Xiahoudun opened the way ahead, there was a big gap in killing the yellow scarf bandits, so the official army was able to advance steadily.

Although Huang Shao was surprised that the officers and soldiers launched a counterattack, he was furious.

"Damn it! We have 50,000 people! What's the point of a mere few hundred riders? Let me go up, who dares to retreat and kill Wushe!"

Huang Shao swung his long sword, hundreds of people around him were wearing leather armor, and the vicious supervising team rushed forward with swords and axes in their hands.

A yellow scarf spearman was frightened by the three hundred cavalry, threw the spear in his hand, turned around and ran away, but one accidentally fell to the ground, got up with hands and feet, looked up and saw a vicious faces.

"If you retreat without authorization, you will be killed without mercy!"

A big long-haired hand grabbed his hair, and before he had time to beg for mercy, a hatchet had already slashed through the air and fell heavily.

Pooh! The sharp ax blade slashed across his throat like cutting paper, a stream of bright red blood splashed out, the head that had lost its body fell to the ground slumped, the head that was caught in the other hand opened its eyes wide open, and died unwillingly.

The supervising team massacred nearly a hundred people at one time, and immediately stopped the defeat of the Yellow Turban Bandits. The yellow turban bandits who were afraid of the supervising team had no choice but to turn around, turn back and charge again.

But Xiahou Dun didn't like to fight. He raised his hand and shot a yellow scarf thief in the throat without any mistakes. He turned his horse's head and shouted sharply.

"withdraw!"

The advantages of the cavalry lie in their impact and maneuverability. Once they get entangled, their flexibility is greatly insufficient, and they are not as good as an infantry. Therefore, many generals have been captured alive by the opponent since ancient times.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, Nangong Changwan, a fierce general of the Song Dynasty, was captured alive by Zheng Jun while driving a carriage.

Xiahou Dun gave the order, and the two hundred or so riders immediately turned their horses' heads, reined in their horses and rushed, twisted into a rope again, and killed them from among the yellow turban thieves.

The officers and soldiers hurriedly separated from the middle to make way for Xiahou Dun. More than two hundred cavalry followed Xiahoudun, and immediately returned to the formation. After this period of fighting, the Yellow Turbans' offensive was defeated. Depressed by it.

Bo Cai, who was commanding in the middle, saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but cursed angrily.

"Huang Shao is a useless thing. Ten thousand people were killed by hundreds of cavalry, so they dare not step forward. Sooner or later, they will kill this guy!"

Although he complained about Huang Shao, he couldn't change generals before the battle, so Bo Cai ordered his generals to rush to help Huang Shao's front with 5,000 troops from the central army. These 5,000 troops joined forces with Huang Shao, and Huang Shao regained his momentum. After rectifying the army, he ordered to advance layer by layer.

And Bocai had only 5,000 troops, and his position inevitably became weaker. Cao Cao saw all this, and immediately smiled.

"Yuqing, the bandits divide their troops to the south, their strength is weak, they can rush to kill them quickly!"

The Licheng army has been defending Cao Cao in the middle army, so they have recharged their energy and stored up their energy. Now it seems like a sharp sword is about to be unsheathed.

"Someone is going."

Liu Ye has been waiting in the army for a long time, and the boss has long been impatient.