Chapter 43 A trial run, the terrifying destructive power of the Wuji Battle Formation!

At the same time that Ye Feng broke through the Heavenly General, the Yellow Turban Rebellion finally broke out in various states across the world.

Thirteen states and countless counties were impacted, and the trend was that the war would sweep across the world.

Zhongshan County, inside the prefectural government office.

"Go into the government office and kill Ye Zhang!"

"Overthrow the Han Dynasty and bring peace to the world!"

"kill!!"

Hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers who had planned in advance killed several soldiers who were caught off guard and rushed into the government office.

But when they entered, they found that the prefect Ye Zhang had already made preparations, and more than a thousand county soldiers within sight had already been ambushed.

"Kill the rebels and wipe out the Yellow Turbans!"

"kill!!"

With Ye Zhang's order, bows and arrows flew, and shouts of killing were deafening. In just a quarter of an hour, hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers were wiped out.

Thousands of county soldiers then conducted a thorough search in the city to capture the remnants of the Yellow Turbans. After half a day of chaos, Zhongshan City returned to peace.

Ye Zhang's style of planning ahead and acting decisively won him a lot of praise and greatly increased his prestige among the people and scholars.

Over a hundred miles away, inside Gaoyang City.

Cheng Zhiyuan, the commander of Youzhou who had just occupied the prefectural government, soon received news that thousands of Yellow Turban troops in Zhongshan County had been wiped out.

In the hall, Cheng Zhiyuan frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "Zhongshan is the main road connecting Youzhou and Jizhou. Today, General Tiangong is leading his men to besiege Xindu and is too busy to do anything else. We can't just sit back and watch the dog officials continue to bully others in Zhongshan."

"Deng Mao, Gao Sheng, the two of you will lead 20,000 soldiers to capture Zhongshan."

"Ten thousand?"

Deng Mao and Gao Sheng looked at each other and said, "General Qu, according to our information, Zhongshan County has only 3,000 soldiers. Why would they need 20,000 to break the city?"

“Isn’t this a waste of talent?”

Cheng Zhiyuan shook his head: "After conquering Zhongshan, we still need to take Wuji County in the west."

"The Zhen family in Zhongshan is rich enough to rival a country, with countless food and fodder. Since we are going there, how can we not take some benefits?"

Deng Mao and Gao Sheng laughed and clasped their fists to accept the order.

The two men assembled 20,000 soldiers and marched towards Zhongshan at full speed.

Led by Deng Mao, 15,000 troops attacked Zhongshan. Led by Gao Sheng, they bypassed Zhongshan and headed straight for Wuji County.

Along the way, the two men gathered many refugees and Taiping Dao believers under the banner of killing officials, dividing land, and providing food for everyone.

Deng Mao and his men had just arrived at the foot of Zhongshan City, and saw a city wall about ten feet high.

Flags covered the sky above the city walls, the soldiers were dressed in bright armor, and their eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"Damn, why is the wall of Zhongshan so high? I'm afraid it's two meters higher than the capital of Jizhou, Xindu."

"We only have crude weapons and ladders. I'm afraid we can't even reach the wall. How can we break through it?"

Countless Yellow Turban leaders looked at each other with bitterness on their faces.

They finally understood why all the other counties in Jizhou were successfully captured except Zhongshan.

This city is really too strong.

Deng Mao also secretly groaned in his heart. He had thought that the credit would be easily gained, but now it seemed that he had hit a wall.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He could only grit his teeth and roared loudly: "The Han Dynasty is incompetent, and the court is full of people who are just sitting there doing nothing. General Tian Gong killed the golden dragon and is about to create a prosperous era. He will open the city gates and divide up the land of the noble families so that everyone can have food to eat and clothes to wear."

"kill!!!"

Following the order, countless Yellow Turban soldiers were like chickens with their blood pumped up, with a burning determination to die.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

More than 20,000 people rushed towards the city gate, and a fierce attack and defense battle began.

Although the Yellow Turban Army was fierce and like a group of death warriors, they were not afraid of death at all.

However, the walls of Zhongshan City were high, and the Yellow Turban Army's ladders were still several feet away from the walls, so the pressure of defending was not too great.

Dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers carried huge trees and rushed towards the city gate, but apart from the deafening sound, the effect was not obvious.

After half an hour of attack, not a single Yellow Turban soldier climbed onto the city wall. The entire Zhongshan city wall was as solid as a rock.

"Keep attacking, keep attacking!!"

Deng Mao cursed loudly and gave orders again.

"Da da da!!!"

The deafening sound of horse hooves reached the sky, and the earth seemed to be trembling at this moment.

"Where did the cavalry come from?"

"How come there are so many?"

Deng Mao roared with a pale face.

The Yellow Turban Army leaders around looked behind them and saw thousands of cavalry approaching rapidly like a black cloud.

The terrifying murderous intent and overwhelming momentum made these Yellow Turban soldiers consider surrendering immediately before they even got close.

Deng Mao's head was covered in cold sweat, and he shouted in panic: "Shield soldiers are in the front, spearmen should not be afraid of death!"

"Withstand the first wave of attack, victory will belong to us!"

“Hold on, hold on!!”

Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were ordinary people and had never seen such a scene.

However, out of their belief in the Taiping Dao and their admiration for Zhang Jue, they suppressed their fear and rushed towards the cavalry with gritted teeth.

"boom!!!"

A loud impact sound was heard.

The Yellow Turban soldiers standing in front of the cavalry were hit hard and flew backwards like kites with broken strings.

"kill!"

“No need to hold back!!”

Following Ye Feng's order, the five camps with Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Zhang He, Gao Lan and Zhang Liao as the core rushed in all directions.

"Form an infinite battle formation!!"

Guan Yu, Zhao Yun and the other five, who had practiced the battle skillfully, stood in their designated positions and shouted in unison: "Form an infinite battle formation!!"

Four thousand cavalrymen all put their battle formation techniques into practice.

In an instant, countless terrifying auras emanated from every soldier, gathered together, and hovered directly above Ye Feng.

Feeling this overbearing power, Ye Feng laughed loudly: "The Heaven-level formation is indeed extraordinary!!"

"Yellow Turban bandit, take my shot!!"

With the power gathered from the battle formation, Ye Feng fired a sweeping shot.

The terrifying power burst out like an overwhelming tidal wave.

Within a hundred feet in front of him, more than a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground, wailing and screaming, either dead or injured.

The power of one strike killed thousands of people in seconds, which stunned the Yellow Turban soldiers who were ordinary people and refugees.

They rubbed their eyes hard, unwilling to believe what they saw.

Is this the devil?

Otherwise, how could such a terrifying attack be launched?

On the wall of Zhongshan City, the county soldiers guarding the city also gasped and their faces turned pale. Many of them felt as if they were in a dream.

"Attack from all sides and end the battle quickly!"

"Anyone who stands in our way will be killed without mercy!!"

Ye Feng issued the cold order again.

Just like the death decree of the King of Hell in the Nine Netherworld.

Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Zhang He, Zhang Liao and Gao Lan led the camp to charge everywhere.

With the blessing of the power of the battle formation, the combat effectiveness of all the soldiers doubled. The 4,000 cavalrymen, who were already stronger than the Yellow Turban soldiers, were like demon soldiers descended to the earth. Wherever they went, there were corpses and rivers of blood.

More than 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers were scattered everywhere, and they only regretted that their parents had not given them two more legs.
(End of this chapter)