Chapter 59: The Battle of Qingzhou (Part 2)

Tens of thousands of troops fought bloody battles in one place for a long time, the sun had already risen to the mid-heaven, and they had been fighting bloody battles for half a day before they knew it.

Wei Gong's hands were clenched with sweat.

Xu Shuai's plan has succeeded, the central army of the official army has been besieged, and the red-faced and black-faced ones can only fight between trapped beasts, defeating the official army, and sweeping Qingzhou is just around the corner.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rumbling horseshoes, Wei Gong was startled and looked up.

More than a hundred riders came galloping from the battle formation, their horseshoes flaring, the leader was wearing armor, and swung a long lance in his hand into a circle, no one could be taken as he passed, as if he was coming straight to himself.

"Wei Shuai, the officer cavalry seems to be coming towards us, why don't we withdraw?"

Wei Gong frowned: "No, once the flag is down, the three armies will be defeated. Be sure to stick to it!"

In ancient wars, the communications of the three armies were behind. When the drums sounded, the troops marched, and when the drums sounded, the troops retreated. When retreating, they saw where the general flag was, and then retreated in which direction. Once the general flag is gone, and the armies don't know where to retreat, they will be defeated, and it will be difficult to gather the defeated troops.

Just as Wei Gong was thinking about it, Liu Ye led more than a hundred riders and had already swept over. The Yellow Turban Bandit was either directly defeated, or fled to the wings in fright, not daring to compete with Liu Ye at all.

Wei Gong's general flag was nakedly exposed to Liu Ye's soldiers, and the power of a hundred cavalry charge seemed vaguely irresistible.

Wei Gong drew the saber in his hand, pretending to be stern, but actually his arms couldn't help shaking.

"Liu Yuqing, come on!"

Wei Gong forcibly mustered up his courage, let out a loud roar, and slashed out with the long saber head-on.

Liu Ye had just broken through to the level of a master yesterday, and he didn't care about the mere siege. With the help of the galloping horse, he stabbed straight out with the long spear in his hand, stabbing Wei Gong so heartbroken. Pulling out the ring head knife, he cut off Wei Gong's head and tied it to his head.

With Wei Gong forcibly suppressing them, the Yellow Turban Bandits could barely gather together. Seeing Wei Gong's death, the Yellow Turban Bandits immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

When the Licheng army saw the yellow turban thieves bring down the flag, they all cheered loudly.

"Fall the flag down!"

"The thief chief is dead!"

Hearing the cries of the Licheng Army from the flanks of the Yellow Turban Thieves, they couldn't help but look back, just in time to see the yellow flag slowly falling to the ground, and countless horseshoes trampled on the flag, directly trampling the Yellow Turban flag. Dusty.

Guan Hai sighed, but still cheered up.

"The flag has fallen, why don't you lower it sooner!"

After the yellow turban thief saw the flag fell, he had no fighting spirit in his heart, and when he heard Guan Hai's voice, he had no fighting spirit in his heart, but he was a thief after all, and he didn't dare to surrender. Don't fight anymore, just disperse immediately.

The yellow scarf thieves ran in all directions. If they were left alone, they would definitely not be able to farm the land with peace of mind in the future but gather together as a bandit. However, Liu Ye is not the governor of Qingzhou, and a Licheng city can't afford so many yellow turban thieves, so he didn't care. .

The most important thing now is to break the thief!

After defeating the 10,000 flanks of the yellow turban bandits of the governor of Wei Gong, Liu Ye called Guan Hai and the surrounding cavalry to his side. Some war horses, so the cavalry did not decrease but increased, increasing to more than 300 horses.

More than 300 cavalry gathered in front of the formation, Liu Ye and Guan Hai took the lead, while the 2,000 infantry were commanded by the ban. Although they had just experienced a bloody battle, the morale of the Licheng army that defeated the flank of the Yellow Turban bandits was high. Full of fighting spirit.

Seeing this scene, Xu He, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but gritted his teeth and glanced behind him.

Liu Ye broke through the flanks of the Yellow Turbans, and the Yellow Turbans' central army was inevitably affected, which slightly relieved the pressure on the Youzhou Army, and the three Liu Bei brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

"It has long been heard that Liu Yuqing used thousands of people to destroy tens of thousands of yellow scarf thieves in Jinan. It seems that the rumors are true."

Zhang Fei tried his best to pick and kill a yellow scarf thief, and laughed loudly: "Brother, it seems that we owe Liu Yuqing a life-saving favor."

Guan Yu sighed: "Given time, this favor will be repaid."

At this time, Liu Ye had already led more than 300 riders, gathered into a sharp line, and pierced into the middle army of the Yellow Turban Thieves. The yellow turban elite soldiers are besieging Liu Bei's army at this moment, and the surroundings are all miscellaneous soldiers. How can they resist the sharp edge of the cavalry?

The cavalry suddenly tore apart the Yellow Turban bandit's line, while Yu Jin commanded the infantry calmly to expand the results of the battle. Suddenly, he tore the Yellow Turban bandit's formation in half.

Lehe was attacking the Youzhou army by the warlord army, and it was about to happen. Unexpectedly, Liu Ye led the army and rushed in. The yellow turban miscellaneous soldiers on the periphery were in a mess for a while, and the yellow turban elite soldiers who were about to succeed were also a little flustered .

"Don't mess up! Get rid of the Youzhou army first, and deal with the Licheng army later!"

"If we win this battle, we will be able to enter Linzi City to drink and eat meat, and everyone will have land!"

Lehe tried his best to boost the morale of the yellow turban bandits, but the morale of the yellow turban bandits had long since been exhausted after a series of hard battles. No matter how they were enemies of more than 300 cavalry, they all retreated to the left and right, and the backs of the elite yellow turban soldiers were exposed without any cover. Before the cavalryman's spear was speared, even the skin felt a bit of tingling.

Liu Ye raised the long spear high, and was the first to charge into the elite soldiers of the Yellow Turbans. With one long spear, he slashed left and right, and no one could stop him. Guan Hai followed closely behind, and the two of them opened a gap for the cavalry with a spear and a sword. More than 300 cavalry rushed into the battle immediately, and the elite yellow scarf soldiers who were attacked by the enemy were in chaos for a while.

Seeing this, Liu Bei raised his double-strand swords: "The whole army fights back!"

The Youzhou Army, which had been standing firmly in formation before, was so angry that it was beaten by the Yellow Turban elite soldiers. Now that they heard Liu Bei's order to counterattack, they roared in unison and rushed out in all directions, cooperating with Liu Ye's troops inside and outside. Spears swung, and the killing spree started, Zhang Liuguan and the four fierce generals led by Youzhou Army and Licheng cavalry were even more powerful, killing even the elite yellow turban soldiers. Start a small-scale rout.

Seeing this, Le He was furious, swung a knife and beheaded a Yellow Turban rout: "Those who retire will be killed without mercy!"

"Hmph, so-and-so killed you first."

Just at this time, the strong wind was blowing, and a black man with black helmet and black armor, black horse and black face broke out from the siege of the yellow scarf bandits, and stabbed towards Lehe with a snake spear in his hand.

Lehe was shocked, before he could resist, the spear had already come like the wind, and suddenly plunged into Lehe's chest, the bloody spear tip pierced through Lehe's chest easily, as if piercing through a layer of paper , throwing the body to the ground with a casual flick, like throwing away a broken sack.