"That's right, the matter of Taiping Dao Luoyang was exposed, and they definitely couldn't sit still. Tomorrow will be a fierce battle!".

Kuai Yue said this, but in fact, he was not worried at all.

Only your own family knows about your own situation.

Now the strength of the village is stronger than the officers and soldiers, not to mention these Yellow Turban Army.

How many come are sent to death!

"There is a high probability that Han Zhong will directly attack our Qingfeng Village main village, but we can't take any precautions. "

"Tian Zhen will lead the Modao Army to guard the main village tomorrow, Wang Dazhui will lead two thousand elite soldiers to guard the Black Tiger Division first, and if no one attacks, he will block the other party's retreat, Dian Wei, you will lead the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry to the Eagle Division first, and then charge from the flank, and strive for a direct breakup!".

"No!".

The three of them were commanded.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use soldiers for a while.

Tomorrow is a good opportunity to test the results of their training in the past two or three months.

Night.

Yesterday's events spread all over the country.

Zhang Jiao knew that it was too late to wait until March 5, so he had to launch an uprising in advance.

Raising his arms, countless people responded.

The first to bear the brunt is Jizhou, where the three Zhang Jiao brothers are located.

They burned down the government's houses, killed the officials, and plundered everywhere.

Subsequently, the Yellow Turbans, who were relatively powerful in various places, also followed, and Zhang Mancheng of Nanyang was among them.

At noon, information came to the village.

When Kuai Yue saw the news, he couldn't help but sigh: "Jizhou is miserable, and a county has fallen." "

Su Huan shook his head: "This is where to go! The main event is still to come!".

He remembered that wars would break out in all the eight prefectures of Qing, Xu, You, Hebei, Jing, Yang, Yan, and Henan.

"Report!".

While the two were talking, a sentry in the village came running quickly: "Han Zhong is approaching with a large number of people!"

"It's coming!".

After hearing this, Su Huan was not worried but happy, "Let's go, let's go see Han Zhong for the last time!"

Outside Qingfeng Village, Han Zhong rode a war horse, majestic and heroic.

The uprising began early.

He was ordered by Zhang Mancheng to come to crusade against Qingfeng Village.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Zhang Mancheng directly dispatched 5,000 people to him!

With so many people following behind him, it made him a little floating.

"Qingfeng Village, Qingfeng Village, I hope you don't know what to do!".

Before coming to the cottage.

Su Huan was wearing battle armor, holding a spear, and followed by a five-hundred-sword army.

As for Kuaiyue, he stood on the walkway on the door of the cottage.

All around him and behind him stood longbowmen.

Han Zhong frowned: "Master Su Zhai, seeing that you don't plan to join my Taiping Dao like this!".

Su Huan shouted coldly: "Taiping Dao, I think it's a traitor!"

"Master Suzhai, you have to think clearly, we have five thousand people, and you can't stop it with these hundreds of people!"

Han Zhong looked at the Mo Dao Army behind Su Huan.

He had never seen any weapons in the hands of these men.

I can only say that I don't know how to feel it.

Of course, he won't admit it, but there is a numerical suppression on his side.

Fight a war of attrition, and the final defeat will definitely be the other party!

Su Huan waved the spear in his hand, and pointed the tip of the gun at Han Zhong: "If you want to fight, you can fight, where is so much nonsense!".

"Kill me!".

Han Zhong also understood that he couldn't talk about it, and commanded the Yellow Turban Army to start attacking.

"Kill!".

The Yellow Turbans began to charge at Qingfeng Village with weapons in hand.

These people have a strange number of weapons in their hands.

There are those with hoes, those with pig-killing knives, and even those with bricks.

Among them, there are even fewer who have knives.

"Shoot the arrows!".

As the distance got closer and closer, Kuai Yue, who was standing above the wall, waved his hand.

"Whoosh!".

The sound of breaking the air sounded one after another.

Sharp arrows converged in the air into a rain of arrows and landed head-ons in the center of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Ahh

Hundreds of Yellow Turbans were hit by arrows, and those who were unlucky were killed directly.

Kuaiyue grasped the timing quite well.

If you don't hit the head or the tail, you will hit those who can't dodge in the middle!

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Army at the forefront had rushed to the front of the Modao Army.

The Modao Army advanced like an iron wall.

The moment the two sides came into contact.

The Yellow Turban Army at the forefront was about to collapse at the first touch.

Heavy casualties.

On the other hand, their weapons hit the body of the Mo Dao Army.

It is difficult to inflict an effective attack.

In just one minute, there were as many as two hundred Yellow Turban soldiers dead.

This number is rising rapidly.

Han Zhong, who was riding a horse in the distance, disagreed.

There are so many people on his side, even if he stands and cuts the other party, does the other party have the strength?

He really had a good idea.

Over time.

The slashing efficiency of the Modao Army began to gradually decrease.

Su Huan also saw this and ordered everyone to retreat in an orderly manner.

After the Yellow Turban Army, which was about to collapse, saw hope, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and the attack became more violent.

"They're running out of steam!

Han Zhong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly boosted his morale.

Su Huan turned his head to look at Kuai Yue on the wall: "Xeno, let go of the arrow!"

"Whoosh!".

A piercing arrow flew into the air.

After Han Zhong saw it, he secretly felt bad in his heart.

Is it possible that the other party still has a backhand?

"Stampede, stomped..."

The ground shook rapidly at this time, and a black wave penetrated through the middle of the Yellow Turban Army.

The formation of the Yellow Turbans was quickly divided.

When many of the Yellow Turbans saw the cavalry, they scrambled to flee backwards.

Since ancient times, cavalry and infantry.

They are still clear about this.

What's more, the other party and the horse are all fully armored, so they are not easy to mess with.

The moment the cavalry rushed out, Han Zhong was dumbfounded.

There are even cavalry in this cottage!

And it's heavy cavalry!

Can't beat it!

Without saying a word, he turned his horse's head around and shouted at the same time: "Retreat! Retreat!"

After such a while, the formation of the Yellow Turban soldiers had been torn apart.

Many have long been on their knees begging for mercy.

Fortunately, Su Huan was reminded before the war.

Those who descend do not kill.

Han Zhong fled into the distance with the remaining more than a thousand people.

He wanted to bring the news back now and tell the divine envoy that there was something strange about this cottage!

"Enemy general, where to go!".

Dian Wei rode a war horse, stared at Han Zhong, and rushed straight over.

The horse under him is a good horse produced by the system.

The speed is much faster than Han Zhong's horse.

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, Han Zhong gritted his teeth, pulled out his big knife, turned the horse's head and rushed up.

The rest of the Xuanjia army was chasing and killing the rest of the scattered Yellow Turban Army.

Only Dian Wei was the only one who bit him.

Kill this guy and he'll be able to escape!

"Kill!".

Han Zhong roared angrily, emboldened himself, and took the initiative to kill Dian Wei.

After less than a round of fighting, Dian Wei's halberd pierced Han Zhong's chest and died on the spot.

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