"Ow~"

Ma Yue raised his hands to the sky, and his magnificent howl rang through the clouds.

"Ow~~"

On the yamen, Pei Yuan Shao first reacted, both fists pounded his chest hard, head held up to the sky, howling harshly, the corners of his eyes were already moist, although did not see clearly what actually happened in the middle, but the result was obvious, Guan Hai lost, Ma Yue won!

"Ouch ......"

The yellow scarves in Liu Pei's camp finally reacted, followed by howling with all their might, the kind of wild chaos that erupted after excessive repression, causing heaven and earth to lose its color. On the contrary, the morale of the 1,000 Yellow Turban soldiers brought by Guan Hai had fallen by a thousand, all of them dropped their heads, even the unbeatable war god in their hearts had been defeated, what else was there to say?

Guan Hai stared coldly at Ma Yue and asked in a deep voice: "You have won, kill me."

Ma Yue said blandly, "You lost because your horse lost, don't you feel unjust?"

Guan Hai shook his head and said, "There is only victory or defeat on the battlefield, there is never a need for a reason."

"You are a man!" Ma Yue put away his steel sword and said indifferently, "But I can't kill you because you saved me yesterday."

Guan Hai was astonished, and after a moment he rolled over and got up from the ground and said to Ma Yue, "It's not too late for you to repent."

Ma Yue smiled lightly and said in return, "I, for one, never regret anything."

Guan Hai's gaze was stern, he took two steps forward and turned back and said, "Ma Yue, the next time we meet in battle, I will not show mercy."

Ma Yue said, "I am the same."

Guan Hai arched his hand at Ma Yue and said in a loud voice, "See you later."

A few moments later, Guan Hai led the demoralized 1,000 yellow scarves to leave in the dust, while Ma Yue returned to the barracks amidst the cheers of Liu Pei's yellow turban bandits, Pei Yuan Shao was the first to rush up and punched Ma Yue in the chest.

Pei Yuan Shao was oblivious, grinning broadly, "Bo Qi, good job!"

Liu Pei, embraced by Du Yuan and several other Yellow Turban generals, came down from the yamen and said to Ma Yue with a smile on his face, "I didn't expect to have such a warrior in my Liu Pei army, it is really congratulatory."

Du Yuan, who was beside Liu Pei, asked, with a flash of brilliant light in his eyes, "What is your surname Ma, and you are from Liangzhou, what is your relationship with Ma Yuan, the general of Fubo of Han?"

Ma Yue was stunned and casually responded, "It is precisely the ancestor of Bo Qi."

Liu Pei's face changed and he lost his voice, "So Bo Qi is a famous general, no wonder he is so brave.

Ma Yue was sweating in his heart, but his hand arched in return, and said to Liu Yi: "Commander, the most important thing is to prepare for the war, although Guan Hai was defeated, I expect that Zhao Hong will not be willing, and will soon come with a large army."

Liu Pei was furious and said, "Zhao Hong is too deceitful, I will not give up with him, where are Pei Yuan Shao and Du Yuan?"

Pei Yuan Shao and Du Yuan took a step forward and answered in a loud voice, "The last general is here!"

......

In the county town of Jieyang, Zhu Jun was raising his tent to take stock of the general, just now the spies came to report that the Yellow Turbans' civil unrest had started, and the official army just took advantage of the situation.

"Dong Zhuo."

"The last general is here."

"Order you to lead the iron cavalry to attack the back of Xi'e's side, cut off the retreat of the Yellow Turbans to Wancheng, and at the same time block the way of the Yellow Turbans to the north."

"Yes."

"Yuan Shao, Cao Cao."

"The last general is here."

Yuan Shao and Cao Cao came out at the same time and stood tall in the tent.

"Each of you lead your elite troops as the left and right wings, block the path of the Yellow Turbans from both sides and drive them towards the White Dragon Beach."

"Yes, sir!"

"Sun Jian, Liu Bei, quickly order all the righteous troops, follow my army to march, each department is scheduled to complete the siege at the White Dragon Beach, and must wipe out the Yellow Turban bandits in one fell swoop."

......

The development of things is really not as Ma Yue expected, Zhao Hong heard that Guan Hai was defeated, and in his anger, he personally led a large army to attack the camp, vowing to take Liu Pei's camp food and supplies and your sister Liu Yan before they would stop.

Zhao Hong's army is as many as 50,000 people, while Liu Pei's army is less than 1,500 people, the difference in strength is too great, if both sides fight hard, Liu Pei has no chance to win! Seeing that the situation was critical, Liu Pei prepared his army for the battle, while urgently condemning the messenger to report to Gong Du, who was a fellow villager with Liu Pei, and they had been friends since childhood.

When Zhao Hong heard that Gong Du and Sun Xia were leading their troops to save Liu Pei, he also sent a messenger to his friend Han Zhong and invited him to come to help.

In Xi'e, the five sides met head to head.

The situation that Ma Yue was most worried about inevitably happened, at this time, if there was no strong enough external intervention, the fire between Zhao Hong, Han Zhong's group and Liu Pei, Gong Du and Sun Xia's group was inevitable! Zhao Hong, Liu Pei's streams are all rat-eyed generation, for the sake of rope head small profit can be a big fight, they will never think, the fire between the yellow turban can only be self-defeating, in vain to Zhu Jun's official army.

Now, the only thing that can stop the two sides fire, only the Wancheng Zhang Mancheng! Only Zhang Mancheng can make the two confronting sides afraid and dare not act rashly.

Ma Yue looked anxiously to the south. Long before he went out to fight Guan Hai, he had already predicted the current situation, so he had Liu Yan rush to Wancheng to tell Zhang Mancheng that unless Zhang Mancheng was an idiot, he would not sit back and watch the firefight between Zhao Hong's group and Liu Pei's group.

The situation in Xi'e was already on the verge of a flare-up, Zhao Hong and Liu Pei were cursing at each other in front of the line, their words were getting more and more intense, and their emotions were about to get out of control, but the direction of Wancheng to the south was still calm, and there was no sign of a large army appearing. Ma Yue sighed in the bottom of his heart, as the saying goes, the plan is in the person, the success is in the sky, he has done his best.

As for the Nanyang Yellow Turban still can not escape the internal strife, and then broken by Zhu Jun's official army, it is not he this district sword and shield hand can be swayed by it.

......

The yellow turban army is Zhang Mancheng's army, but Zhang Mancheng did not come personally, only sent his general Zhou Cang rate of 5,000 people with Liu Yan to go to the West E. In Zhang Mancheng thought, sent Zhou Cang to already enough, who dare not sell him this face?

Liu Yan looked worried and anxious, her heart had already flown back to Xi'e, she was worried about Ma Yue's injury and Liu Pei's safety, she really wanted to put on wings and fly back, but Zhou Cang was not slow, the large group of men was like swimming in the mountains and playing in the water, they were moving north slowly.

"Brother Zhou Cang, can't you go faster?"

Liu Yan couldn't help urging.

Zhou Cang grinned and said unconcernedly, "Miss Liu, don't worry, believe me, nothing big will happen."

Seeing Zhou Cang's unhurried appearance, Liu Yan knew it was useless to talk more, so she could only sigh and suppress the anxiety in her heart.

The army marched a few miles to the north, the sky suddenly cleared, the long-lost sun finally broke through the clouds, revealing its pale old face, Zhou Cang reached out and pointed to the sun and laughed, "How about it? I'm not wrong, even the heavens have opened their faces, your brother is definitely fine, Zhao Hong does not dare to do anything to him."

Zhou Cang's laughter was not over, suddenly there was a faint sound of thunder coming, Zhou Cang turned his head in astonishment to look at the distant phase, and suddenly found that there was a black line at the end of the horizon where heaven and earth meet, slowly creeping, Zhou Cang thought he had lost his eyes, rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked carefully again, and suddenly found that the black line seemed to be thicker than just now.

The faint sound of thunder became louder and louder, not only Zhou Cang, all the yellow turban bandits heard the sound, have turned their heads to look west, at this time, the black line has become a raging surging black wave, with the momentum of crushing everything swept towards the yellow turban bandits army formation, frightened yellow turban bandits found to their horror, even the earth beneath their feet are trembling ... ... ...

There is a dazzling cold aura reflecting the long sky in the distance, that is a piece of snowy cutting swords!

Zhou Cang was shocked and hissed harshly, "Enemy attack! Form up, form up!"

The 5,000 men who followed Zhou Cang were the elite of Zhang Mancheng's men, but even the elite of the Yellow Turban bandits had no tactical discipline to speak of, no one could turn a group of peasants into well-trained soldiers in just a few months' time! Zhou Cang shouted his voice, but the result was only confusion in the formation of the Yellow Turban bandits.

The yellow turban bandits in the middle had stopped in their tracks, but the yellow turban bandits behind them were still moving forward, soon crowding the middle army into chaos, only the yellow turban bandits in the front, led by Zhou Cang, met the roaring cavalry formation in a chaotic manner, ignorance is fearless, they did not yet know the power of the Xilang iron cavalry.