Chapter 976: Crush, the one in red!
Wei Qing watched the battle coldly from behind the formation, waving the command flag in his hand left and right. The five hundred heavy cavalry on the left immediately split into ten groups and bit into the Yellow Turban Army's formation like sharp teeth.

These heavy cavalrymen were all equipped with "Black Turtle Shields" inlaid with North Sea black iron. No matter how hard you cut with swords or axes, only sparks would fly. When the shield wall advanced, it actually pushed dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers off the cliff. Their screams mixed with the sound of weapons colliding echoed in the valley like ghosts crying.

"Send a signal smoke signal!"

A Yellow Turban general hurriedly gave orders, but as soon as the smoke column rose, twenty iron-clad wooden gates covered with caltrops suddenly rushed out from the Yulin Army.

These specially made "iron chariots" were dragged by war horses and rushed around recklessly, with blood and flesh flying wherever they passed.

A Yellow Turban flag bearer was cut in half by an iron gate just as he was about to light a beacon. The torch in his hand happened to ignite the grain cart next to him. The fire, fueled by the wind, turned the entire camp into a sea of ​​fire.

"It seems that the quality of the Luzhou Yellow Turban Army under Meng Zhang is quite good. They only managed to gather 20,000 'elite troops'."

Su Ye stood at the highest point of the cliff, his white clothes were whiter than snow, but the Chunjun sword at his waist was not unsheathed. He looked at the battle situation below and suddenly chuckled.

As he was speaking, Huo Qubing had already led his troops to the center of the Yellow Turban Army.

"My fellow soldiers, follow me to kill the general and seize the flag!"

The young general lifted up the enemy's head with the tip of his spear and laughed loudly.

The Yulin Army behind him moved upon hearing the order, and the formation suddenly changed into the "Big Dipper". Seven elite troops pierced the vital points of the enemy formation like sharp arrows.

Riding a red dragon horse, holding a double-edged spear in his right hand and a hook halberd in his left hand, Ran Min personally led the "Tianshu" troops to attack the enemy's central tent. When the heavy cavalry's black iron hooves trampled through the tent, the panicked Yellow Turban leader inside was shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices.

The "Tianxuan" tribe focused on baggage. The Mo Daos with the seal script of "Su" engraved on them split the wooden boxes, and boxes of iron arrowheads and kerosene cans all fell into the hands of the Yulin Army.

"Surround three and leave one!"

Ran Min, who was killing in the rear, suddenly shouted, and the Yulin Army immediately left a gap in the west. The fleeing Yellow Turban Army rushed into the depths of Hulu Valley like a flood that broke through a dam.

But they didn't know that Wei Qing, who had planned ahead, had already ordered his men to place "Tiger-Crouching Cannons" at the entrance of the valley. These crossbows were improved after the Mohist Huihui Cannons and could fire huge stone bullets.

"Boom boom boom!"

Amid the continuous loud noises, the deserters huddled together, crying and wailing, and many of them were trampled to death.

At the same time, at Hulukou on the east side of Hulu Valley, two hundred crossbows that had been ambushed behind the rock wall suddenly launched an attack.

These crossbows were improved by the descendants of the Mohist school who were gathered by Su Ye in Hengzhou. They can fire twelve crossbow arrows in a row, and the quiver contains the secret of "mother-and-child arrows".

But all that could be heard was the sound of springs like heavy rain hitting tiles. As soon as the first round of crossbow arrows pierced the enemy's shields, the second round of crossbow arrows exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of caltrops, sealing the narrow valley entrance tightly.

One of the Yellow Turban soldiers who escaped the fastest was covered with thorns from caltrops, looking like a roasted hedgehog.

"General Wei, General Huo has beheaded the enemy general!"

When the messenger rushed in covered in blood with the news, Huo Qubing was holding the bloody head on the tip of his spear. The young general's armor was covered with grass debris, which made him look even more heroic.

The Black Scale Cavalry following behind him were counting the spoils of war. One soldier held up a blood-stained Yellow Turban banner, with the four crooked characters "提天行道" (Act on Behalf of Heaven) slashed to pieces.

"This Meng Zhang is really good at using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force."

Wei Qing looked at the battlefield in the distance for a moment, and suddenly chuckled.

"Put these surrendered soldiers into the baggage camp and tell the lord that the east wing has been cleared."

He casually threw the command flag in his hand to his personal soldiers.

At this time, the morning sun had risen to the zenith, and a faint smoke was spreading on the east side of Hulu Valley. The soldiers of the Yulin Army were wiping their weapons. Their white armor was stained with grass and blood, but it looked even more dazzling under the sun.

"Silly boy, this is what the Yellow Turbans use to gather in the mountains. I'll ask General Huo to make it into a chamber pot for you later." A new soldier was stunned holding the captured gong, and the old soldier patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

When Huo Qubing was riding back, he heard this joke and pretended to be angry.

"How dare you, Chen Laoliu, to joke about my trophies!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw a broken spear, the tip of which accurately pierced the bronze gong, causing the surrounding soldiers to burst into laughter.

Wei Qing, who came from behind, looked at the laughing crowd and suddenly recalled the scene when he first met Huo Qubing at the Hengzhou parade ground three years ago.

At that time, the young general had just reached the age of twenty, but he challenged seven fierce generals in a row in the martial arts arena. At the end, he held up the broken spear dripping with blood and laughed: "The tip of this spear is blunt, it's time to get a new one."

Today, this broken spear has long been replaced by a gilded horse lance, but the bloodstains on the tip of the lance have never dried.

"General Wei, the lord has sent someone to deliver a message. There may be a big commotion in the west."

The personal guard came quickly with a sealed bamboo tube in his hand.

Wei Qing took the bamboo tube, rubbed the spider patterns engraved on the tube with his fingertips, and suddenly looked up into the depths of Hulu Valley.

There, the smoke of war was even more intense. A large flag with the word "Meng" could be vaguely seen fluttering in the smoke. A figure wearing a bright yellow battle robe under the flag was pointing at a certain place in the valley and laughing loudly.

"Go tell General Huo and General Ran to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible. The real hunting ground... has just begun!"

Wei Qing put the bamboo tube into his arms, with a cold light in his eyes.

Following his order, the orderly clanging sounds were heard again in the Yulin Army.

"Ding! Li Cunxiao activated his skills, God and Flying Tiger!
Li Cunxiao's current basic military value is 110, his two-handed weapon is Yuwang Spear, Bi Yan Lao's military value is +2, the skill General God effect 10 is activated once, the military value is +5, and he is in a non-charging state, the General God effect 5 is activated, the military value is +, the skill Flying Tiger effect is activated, the military value is +.

当前李存孝武力值110+2+10+5+5，当前武力值上升至132！”

On the other side, in the Hulu Valley, the rain of arrows had just stopped when Li Cunxiao's bronze Yuwang Spear had already split the blood mist.

The most powerful general of the Yellow Turban Army had an aura like iron-gray flowing clouds all over his body. Wherever he passed, all the armor of the Qian Army shattered like paper.

As soon as Han Junfeng, the veteran general of Wuxiongwei, yelled "form a formation", the tip of Bi Yan Lao had already scratched his throat. A slight shake caused blood to splatter three feet away.

This veteran who had fought hard for the Daqian Dynasty for decades was killed on the spot by Li Cunxiao as soon as they met in this small Hulu Valley today!
"Old Han!"

Wei Tieyan's eyes were bloodshot, and before the iron bow in his hand was fully drawn, the tip of Li Cunxiao's spear had already pierced through the ground.

The leader of the Heavy Rock Guard had his rock-gray battle robe fluttering like a sail, but was pressed against the mountain wall by the strong energy. Li Cunxiao grinned and lifted Han Junfeng's body into the air. The blood dripping from the tip of the bronze spear reflected a strange red light in the morning light.

The flag of the central army suddenly shook violently, the gilded bell in Gu Changqing's hand struck out with a deafening roar, and the old general's turbid pupils suddenly contracted.

"General Suzaku, please act quickly!"

Gu Changqing roared and tore off the band on his head, looking at the figure in red who had been standing silently beside him.

Long before coming here, Gu Changqing had already prepared for Li Cunxiao, the bug in the Yellow Turban Army.

The seventh place on the World Ranking List was borrowed from Su Ye in advance: The Blazing Glory - Suzaku!

Zhuque, who can be regarded as the most outstanding archer in the world, has been firmly sitting on the seventh seat of the World Ranking from the very beginning. His strength has long been recognized by the world.

Therefore, Gu Changqing did not expect Suzaku to cause any harm to Li Cunxiao, but as long as she could temporarily hold back the big devil Li Cunxiao, it would be enough!
(End of this chapter)