Chapter 104 Unsheathing the Sharp Knife

The Licheng army was wrapped in the center by thousands of officers and troops, and had not been able to participate in the battle, and had been recharging their energy for a long time. Now the sudden attack is the peak of morale, like a tiger suddenly escaped from the cage, and it is about to show its might.

Cao Cao specially allocated 200 cavalry soldiers to Liu Ye's army, so the number of cavalry soldiers in the Licheng army was a total of 700 cavalry, and 700 horses galloped out from the center of the army. The general who led the horse looked fierce, Holding a long knife, it was Guan Hai.

And Liu Ye lived in the cavalry formation, and there was a person beside him with piercing eyes, which was Xia Houyuan. He looked around with his eyes, and casually hung the spear aside, with five fingers already grasping the bow.

Thousands of yellow turban thieves were swarming southward like water breaking a dike. They never expected that the officers and soldiers would hide such a killer move, so they were caught off guard.

I saw seven hundred cavalry rushing against the current into the yellow turban thieves that were rolling like a tide, and the leader of the charge was a hero like Guan Hai, who was really unstoppable, like a sharp cone piercing into the quicksand. The cavalry rushed forward with both men and horses. No matter how strong a man was, it was impossible to compare with horsepower.

The cavalry pawn of the Licheng Army drew out the long saber at his waist, but he did not slash it forcefully, but held the hilt of the saber tightly, with the blade forward. People borrowed horsepower, although the pawns on the horse did not use force, but the saber was still sharp, and as the horse galloped past, the long and narrow blade lightly scratched the skin, and the red blood immediately splashed out, and the soft body of the yellow scarf thief fell to the ground.

If the yellow turban thieves were in a dense formation, rubbing shoulders against each other, they would definitely be able to withstand the charge of the cavalry of the Licheng Army. He had to roll and fall to the ground, his neck was cut by the saber, and he fell to the ground.

However, it is not that there are no brave men among the yellow scarf thieves, there are always a few out of thousands of people who are red-eyed. A yellow scarf thief with a thick beard and broad face exhaled white air from his mouth, ripped off his clothes, revealing a chest full of fluff, and tightly grasped the ring-shou knife in his hand.

The thick-bearded yellow-turban thief let out a low cry, and his broad shoulders directly pushed the two yellow-turban thieves in front of him aside. One of them rushed forward, shouted loudly, and the long knife in his hand suddenly lit up with a ray of light. He wanted to split a cavalry pawn with his horse in half.

The pawn turned around and hurriedly raised his saber to resist, but there was no time in his haste.

What's more, the cavalry saber is different from the infantry ring sword. The ring sword used by the infantry has a thick blade and is very durable. The saber in the cavalry's hand is narrow and long, so that the cavalry can use horsepower to cut across the enemy's body.

Seeing that the cavalry pawn was about to be cut into two with both man and horse.

collapse!

Whoosh!

First there was a strong sound, and then there was a whoosh. An arrow flew out and stuck in the throat of the thick-bearded yellow-turban thief. The arrow was so powerful that it passed directly through his throat. The back of his neck poked out, the exposed arrow shaft was covered with blood, and the arrow tail was humming and trembling.

The thick-bearded yellow-turban thief made a strange sound of "ho-ho". The arrow was so strong that it pierced his throat in an instant, so he couldn't make a sound when he spewed blood from his mouth, and the ring-head knife in his hand didn't have the strength to strike it down. , There was a clang on the ground, it turned out that the ring head knife fell to the ground, and he was holding the arrow tightly with both hands, trying to pull it out.

swish.

The cavalry passing by from behind did not give him this chance, raised the saber in his hand high, and swung past. The long and narrow blade lightly slashed across his chest, directly cutting a long cut in the thin clothes and the skin on his chest, the bright red muscles rolled out, and the flowing blood was steaming hot.

He knelt down powerlessly on the ground, the last ray of light in his pupils faded away, and a heroic figure with a bow and arrow appeared in it.

Following his last line of sight, he could only see his lips tightly shut, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes became slightly narrow and elongated because of his concentration.

The bowstring in his hand trembled slightly, and he gradually calmed down. It was obvious that he had shot the arrow just now, piercing the yellow scarf thief through his throat.

"Miaocai, good archery!" Liu Ye couldn't help admiring when he saw this scene.

"Liu Junhou Miao Zan, a small but skilled ear."

The corners of Xia Houyuan's mouth were raised, and there was an expression of wanting to be humble but unable to restrain pride on his face. This expression would only be shown when people talked about their pride.

The arrow just now was sent by Xia Houyuan. He looked around intently and looked around. When he saw the thick-bearded yellow-turban thief, he took the arrow from the quiver in an instant, drew the bow string, and opened the bow to the full moon. A series of processes, and an arrow pierced through the throat, extremely pleasant.

Xiahou's sharp shot is well-deserved.

With Xia Houyuan in the army, it seems like there is an extra pin to fix the sea. Leading the army to charge, perhaps Liu Ye's role is much greater than that of Xia Houyuan, but Xia Houyuan seems to be a professional sniper, as long as he sees the yellow scarf soldiers who are a threat to the Licheng army, he will shoot with an arrow Go out, relying on his magic shot can be said to be sure, very few yellow scarf thieves can escape his magic arrow.

Xia Houyuan's quiver was half empty in a blink of an eye, which meant that at least ten yellow scarf thieves were killed by his arrows.

Seeing this, Liu Ye grabbed the arrows in his quiver without saying a word, and stuffed them into Xiahouyuan's quiver. After all, Xiahouyuan's arrows can play a greater role than his own.

The Licheng army cavalry galloped out, forcibly cutting a bloody path among the rolling yellow turban thieves, and no one could stop it.

And Bo Cai, who was far under the general flag, also saw the 700 cavalry that Niu Liu killed, and couldn't help frowning.

"Marshal, do you want the last general to lead the army to stop it?"

Bo Cai's younger brother, Bo Qun, begged for his life, but Bo Cai shook his head slightly.

"Hmph, don't worry, this Liu Ye has lost his head."

Bocai showed disdain on his face, and said with a sneer: "A few days ago, he took advantage of my commander's army to besiege Changsha and sneak attack on our army camp. Liu Zhongkai couldn't resist, he thought our army camp was a piece of soft tofu .”

"Now the commander has deployed 30,000 troops in the camp, and the two generals, Liu Pi and Gong Du, will guard them together. If they can't guard against hundreds of cavalry, then they are not worthy of being a commander."

Even so, Bo Cai waved his hand: "Send a sentry to tell Liu Pi that the cavalry from the army is coming to rob the camp. If he can't stop it, he can close the camp door and avoid fighting, hehe."

Bo Cai asked someone to bring a message to Liu Pi. Of course, it was not to really tell him to avoid fighting, but to force him to do so.

Liu Pi, if the 30,000 army can't stop the 700 people, you can wipe your neck yourself!