Chapter 686

Standing in the first row, the soldiers of the Trap-Breaking Camp holding large shields are all tall people.

And the large shields that are more than half a person high are in the shape of an inverted triangle at the bottom.

When pushed down hard, a part of them is inserted into the mud.

Such shield design can better withstand impact.

Even the impact of cavalry can be blocked.

When the first batch of Yellow Turban soldiers crawl and charge onto the riverbed, before they have time to touch the shield wall with their hands, the strong crossbowmen of the Vanguard Camp holding strong crossbows have already stepped forward.

The strong crossbows are placed on the shields, and a round of crossbow shots is fired at the Yellow Turban soldiers who are climbing up.

The strong crossbows are like grass-cutting sickles, neatly shooting down a row of Yellow Turban soldiers who are about to climb up.

Following closely are the second row and the third row.

After the three rows of strong crossbows fire together, a layer of corpses has already piled up on the riverbed.

Almost filling the height between the riverbed and the riverbank.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Warriors under Bo Cai's command also charge to the edge of the riverbed.

These tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers in Bo Cai's army were originally elites carefully selected from the more than 100,000 Yellow Turban Army.

Most of them have weapons, but when fleeing, many people's weapons were lost.

And the so-called Yellow Turban Warriors are carefully selected from the devout believers of the Taiping Dao, and the vast majority are wearing bamboo armor, with stronger combat effectiveness.

This is also the elite among the elites in Bo Cai's hands.

Stepping on the corpses under their feet, these Yellow Turban Warriors wave the weapons in their hands and finally charge onto the riverbed.

After three rows of continuous crossbows, the crossbowmen begin to retreat.

When the Yellow Turban Warriors hit the large shields, they make bursts of dull collision sounds.

Because the shields in the hands of the large shield soldiers in the first row of the Trap-Breaking Camp are too large and too heavy, they are all holding the shields with both hands and carrying no weapons.

The Yellow Turban Warriors who charge up wave the knives and swords in their hands over the shields and begin to stab at the back.

For a time, the shield soldiers begin to suffer casualties.

"Shield soldiers, retreat!"

Gao Shun stands behind the large shield soldiers and conveys the order.

The messengers shout in unison.

"Shield soldiers, retreat!"

The command flag waves, conveying the order to the riverbed further away.

From the military officer, to the platoon leader, to the hundred-man leader, to the ten-man leader, to the five-man leader, they are conveyed one by one.

The soldiers with rich combat experience have never panicked.

Compared with the fierce Qiang people and the extremely fast cavalry, the Yellow Turban troops in front of them are far from being on the same level in terms of combat effectiveness, combat will, and weaponry.

It is no exaggeration to say that these people are farmers.

But the Trap-Breaking Camp and the Vanguard Camp are all professional military branches.

Their usual task is training.

After Gao Shun's order is conveyed, the large shield soldiers immediately pull out the large shields from the ground in unison, and then turn sideways.

The sword-and-shield soldiers who have already prepared hold round shields in one hand and straight swords in the other, first running forward neatly side by side.

Subsequently, the shields form rows, turning sideways and pushing the Yellow Turban Warriors who have just charged onto the riverbed downwards with force.

While pushing, they wave the sharp straight swords in their hands.

In an instant, blood blooms and blood splashes.

Three full rows of sword-and-shield soldiers form a thick military formation, cutting down all the charging Yellow Turban Warriors to the ground row by row.

Cao Cao stands on a horse in the forest in the distance, with Cao Ren, Xia Houyuan, and others beside him.

This is not the first time Cao Cao has seen the Liangzhou army fight.

But last time, Cao Cao only saw the Liangzhou cavalry of Lu Bu and others.

He did not see Gao Shun, Qu Yi, and others.

Now, watching Gao Shun and Qu Yi command five thousand troops to fight, they can actually achieve obedience to orders and prohibitions, and the transmission of military orders is flawless.

And the armies under the two great generals cooperate so closely together.

Cao Cao clicks his tongue.

"The cavalry under Ziyi's command is like a swift wind and thunder, breaking formations without equal, and the infantry under his command is actually as difficult to shake as a mountain."

"It is simply... simply invincible."

"Let alone these Yellow Turban thief soldiers, even the Five Schools of the Northern Army, the Feathered Forest Army, or the Youzhou Army facing Ziyi's subordinates, I am afraid it is difficult to match." Cao Cao sighs and says.

Cao Ren, Xia Houyuan, and others beside him nod continuously.

"Ziyi has only been in Liangzhou for a year, and he already has such a strong army. What if it were three or five years?"

Cao Cao dares not imagine how strong the Liangzhou troops will be after three or five years.

If three or five years really pass, if Duan Yu gives an order in Liangzhou, will he trample the world?

If Duan Yu really wants to trample the world, is there anyone in the Great Han territory who can stop him?

Cao Cao's mind suddenly conjures up the scene at that time.

Duan Yu takes the lead, followed by fierce generals and tens of thousands of Liangzhou horses.

Black flags fill the sky, black armor is like dark clouds, and the weapons in their hands reflect cold light.

If there really is that day...

Then what does this Yellow Turban Rebellion count for?

Who in the world can stop Duan Yu?

The Eight Passes of Luoyang?

I am afraid it will vanish in an instant.

Thinking of this, Cao Cao is suddenly stunned.

Then he shakes his head vigorously.

"Ziyi wouldn't do that, would he."

In the distance, the situation on the battlefield takes a sharp turn for the worse.

Bo Cai watches as the Yellow Turban Warriors who just charged onto the riverbed are instantly suppressed.

The Xun River behind has been dyed red.

"Yellow Heaven help me, protect the Great Dao, Great Virtuous Teacher, grant me divine power!"

Bo Cai stands on the war chariot, puts his hands together, and roars to the sky.

The Yellow Turban Warriors beside Bo Cai see this scene and also put their hands together to pray to heaven.

"Yellow Heaven help me, protect the Great Dao, Great Virtuous Teacher, grant me divine power!"

"Yellow Heaven help me, protect the Great Dao, Great Virtuous Teacher, grant me divine power!"

Bursts of shouting instantly infect the Taiping Dao believers in the river channel.

Everyone at this moment is raising their necks and roaring to the sky.

Zhang Jiao will not descend divine power, this is certain.

But these roars are a longing for life.

It can also stimulate the final potential in the body.

"Humph."

Qu Yi snorts coldly: "What kind of divine power, can it be better than the strong crossbows of Liangzhou?"

"Crossbow formation, triple volley, suppress them all in the river channel for me!"

The Yellow Turban troops in the river channel condense the final morale and begin to charge.

And the cold crossbow arrows on the riverbed also aim at the charging Yellow Turban troops.

East of the Xun River.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun lead four thousand cavalry from the Tun Cavalry and Yue Cavalry of the Five Schools of the Northern Army and are pursuing madly in the rear.

But there are too many routed Yellow Turban troops along the way.

So much so that the speed of the two cannot be fast at all.

Simply, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun order the Army Supervisor Sun Jian, who is fighting most fiercely, to lead five hundred cavalry to attack first and bite Bo Cai's rear army.

Sun Jian, leading five hundred cavalry, ignores the routed troops along the way and only stares at Bo Cai's main army to pursue.