Chapter 893 Block the spring and kill!

However, when countless Daqian reinforcements in the camp ran out of the camp, they thought they could find a glimmer of hope, but soon fell into deeper despair.

Under the cover of night, the world outside the camp seemed to have turned into a yellow ocean. Countless Yellow Turban Army soldiers wearing yellow turbans surrounded them tightly like a tide!

The purpose of Li Cunxiao and Meng Zhang has never been as simple as trampling the camp and burning the baggage, but to capture all the Daqian reinforcements in this camp in one fell swoop!
The Daqian soldiers who escaped from the camp had barely caught their breath when they saw the Yellow Turban Army rushing in front of them like a tide, and an indescribable fear suddenly surged in their hearts.

The moonlight shone on the chaotic battlefield, reflecting the strict and orderly formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

Infantry, cavalry, archers, all kinds of arms were mixed together, matched perfectly and in order, like a sophisticated war machine, slowly starting up, ready to devour them completely.

The countless Yellow Turban infantry phalanxes with yellow turbans on their heads were as indestructible as rocks. Holding spears in their hands, they stood shoulder to shoulder and foot to foot, forming an impenetrable wall that slowly advanced towards them like moving mountains.

On one side of the infantry phalanxes that formed the yellow ocean, there were many Yellow Turban cavalrymen also cruising on both sides of the infantry phalanxes, ready to pursue and intercept any fish that escaped.

The most eye-catching thing are the well-equipped Yellow Turban archers behind the Yellow Turban infantry phalanx.

They held longbows, pulled the bowstrings to their full extent, and aimed at the Daqian soldiers fleeing in front of them. The arrows flashed coldly in the sunlight, like a dark cloud of death hanging over the heads of the Daqian reinforcements.

Even not far from them, heavy long-range weapons such as crossbows were brought to the battlefield by the Yellow Turban Army.

The huge crossbow is operated by several strong men. Every time it is fired, the crossbow arrow as thick as a bowl can be shot hundreds of steps away, penetrating the enemy's armor as easily as penetrating thin paper.

"Fire arrows!"

Following the order from several Yellow Turban generals in the front, the Yellow Turban archers in the back all released the arrows in their hands. Countless arrows shot into the sky like locusts, cutting through the night sky and rushing towards the Daqian soldiers with a sharp sound of wind.

In an instant, countless silver tracks streaked across the sky, and arrows rained down on the Daqian reinforcements like a torrential rain.

Those Daqian soldiers who had no time to react were shot by arrows and fell down one after another, screaming one after another. The soldiers who had managed to avoid the arrows were frightened out of their wits and looked in a miserable state.

However, this was just the beginning of the Yellow Turban Army's offensive. Next to the Yellow Turban archers were many strong men operating dozens of crossbows. They were tall and strong with bulging muscles, and they seemed to be able to tear steel with their bare hands.

The bed crossbow is huge and powerful, the crossbow arrows are as thick as a child's arm, it has a very long range and amazing power.

With the loud shouts of countless strong men in the rear, the strings of dozens of crossbows were pulled violently, and the crossbow arrows shot out like lightning, piercing through the chests of rows of Daqian soldiers and nailing them to the ground.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The crossbows were fired continuously, and the crossbow arrows rained down. Countless Daqian soldiers were shot and fell to the ground, with heavy casualties. Those soldiers who had not yet had time to escape were shot with holes all over by the crossbow arrows, which was a horrible sight.

In addition to crossbows and longbows, the Yellow Turban Army was also equipped with many spear throwers who were armed with spears and had tremendous strength, and could throw the spears dozens of steps away.

With a loud shout from a spear thrower, he threw out his spear. The spear drew an arc in the air and accurately hit the vest of a Daqian soldier, piercing through him and nailing him to the ground.

A gap suddenly appeared in the infantry formation of the Yellow Turban Army. Countless Yellow Turban spearmen exerted their strength, and spears flew towards the Daqian soldiers like raindrops. Each spear could take a life.

With roars, the spear throwers threw their spears with all their might, and the spears drew beautiful arcs in the air, and then pierced into the bodies of the Daqian soldiers. The Daqian soldiers pierced by the spears were like butterflies nailed to a wooden board, struggling powerlessly, and could only watch their lives slip away bit by bit.

"Before, charge!"

At the same time, the Yellow Turban Army infantry phalanx at the front also launched a fierce attack.

Countless soldiers wrapped in yellow scarves, holding spears, rushed towards the Daqian reinforcements like a tide. The forest of spears with various iron spear heads and even wooden spears flashed coldly in the sun. Every time they stabbed out, it was accompanied by a sound of breaking wind.

Although the Daqian reinforcements fought desperately, they were still defeated by the Yellow Turban Army's overwhelming offensive.

The formation that could only be barely maintained was instantly broken up, and countless Daqian soldiers wearing Daqian standard armor fled in all directions. Their cries and screams intertwined together, forming a tragic elegy.

And on the battlefield, there was a special unit of the Yellow Turban Army - the chariot unit. They drove the Mohist chariots looted from various states of Daqian, and charged into the battlefield like ancient ferocious beasts.

The chariot's heavy wheels crushed all obstacles on the battlefield, and every collision could knock the Daqian soldiers in front of it flying several feet away.

In addition, the Yellow Turban soldiers on the chariots were also holding a variety of specially made spears and short blades, and continuously attacked the Daqian reinforcements around them.

The Yellow Turban Army's cavalry units also played a huge role at this moment.

They roamed around every corner of the battlefield, and whenever the Daqian reinforcements tried to break through, the Yellow Turban cavalry would appear in front of them like ghosts, armed with spears and sabers, and kill the enemy without leaving a single piece of armor.

They rode their war horses at an extremely fast speed, sweeping across the battlefield like a whirlwind, leaving the many Daqian reinforcements who had managed to escape nowhere to escape.

At this moment, the Daqian reinforcements on the battlefield had been ravaged one after another and had completely lost the will to resist.

Running around frantically on the battlefield, trying to escape from this horrible battlefield.

But now the entire valley where the Daqian reinforcements camp is located has been completely surrounded by the Yellow Turban Army with hundreds of thousands of troops.

No matter where they fled, they could see the Yellow Turban Army. Countless Yellow Turban Army soldiers wrapped in yellow scarves chased them relentlessly like leeches, leaving the Daqian reinforcements with nowhere to escape. The formation was completely broken up, and the soldiers fought on their own, completely losing their combat effectiveness.

As time went by, the situation on the battlefield became clearer and clearer.

Relying on their endless military advantage and tight formation, the Yellow Turban Army defeated the Daqian reinforcements that kept escaping from the camp wreaked havoc by the Flying Tiger Cavalry and the Yellow Turban strongmen.

Countless corpses wearing Daqian armor piled up like a mountain, forming a sea of ​​death.

Finally, when the last ray of sunlight disappeared over the horizon, the battle on the battlefield was completely over.

The tragic scene on the battlefield was horrifying. Blood, corpses, and wreckage were intertwined to form a hellish picture.

(End of this chapter)