The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Rumble.

The ground shook faintly, and as time passed, the shaking became larger and larger, getting closer and closer.

Huang Long and the remaining yellow scarf generals under his command glanced ahead.

I saw a large number of yellow turban elite soldiers in front who could no longer maintain absolute silence. They had always been elite, and they were now making a lot of noise. Even the formation was unstable, and they were likely to collapse and scatter at any time.

Although the Yellow Turban soldiers were far away and did not see many Yellow Turban heavy cavalry being slaughtered by the Qilin Legion, they were not stupid.

They saw Guan Hai and other high-level generals setting off with two million heavy cavalry.

But the battle in the distance had subsided before the battle had lasted, and then the enemy charged again, coming with extremely terrifying power.

This scene at least means that the two million heavy cavalry that went into battle not long ago have been completely killed or completely torn into pieces. Now they have fled in all directions and no longer have any combat effectiveness.

No matter which one it is, it is not good news for the Yellow Turban warriors who are staying in place at the moment.

Those are more than two million elite heavy cavalry.

This heavy cavalry was even the main force that severely damaged Liu Biao's troops in Jingzhou!

How powerful is the enemy who can disperse or even destroy this heavy cavalry without making a sound?

How many people came?

Tens of millions of people? Or more people?

And are they all elite soldiers and generals of the Han Empire?

The palms of the Yellow Turban soldiers were sweating, and many thoughts were in their hearts. The swords in their hands could not give them the slightest sense of security.

"Um?"

"Look! The enemy is approaching!"

Suddenly, a yellow scarf soldier at the front of the team finally saw through the dust and smoke in the distance that some enemy figures appeared. Those figures were vaguely wrapped in the dust and smoke rising all over the sky, and only occasionally could they reveal part of their ferocious features.

"hiss--"

But just this ferocious appearance made the Yellow Turban soldiers in the front row take notice of this scene and took a deep breath. They all subconsciously took a step back, with frightened expressions on their faces, and their morale plummeted again.

Roar!

Hoho!

The beast roars!

At this moment, in the eyes of the dust in the distance, the heads of dragon-like creatures as big as water tanks kept protruding and retracting, and their two thick and powerful front paws also rushed out of the thick dust and smoke from time to time, and their figures flashed. fleeting.

"What the hell are those...those monsters?"

"It seems like a dragon?"

"No, they just have dragon-like heads, and their bodies seem to have limbs. They are huge land-based reptile beasts."

"Look, there are soldiers riding on those monsters..."

"Oh my God, what kind of army can control such terrifying monsters? Not all of them are riding horses, but these unknown monsters as mounts?" The Yellow Turban soldiers immediately started making a noise, and the ones at the front were Several rows of people were shouting loudly.

They were at the front and could see it most clearly.

Just a moment later, they saw countless soldiers of the Qilin Legion driving wild dragons out of the dust and smoke, speeding towards here.

At this moment, the Qilin Legion is still a few miles away from here!

This distance can be crossed in an instant.

The faces of the Yellow Turban soldiers were full of fear and confusion. Everyone was frightened by the astonishing momentum of the Qilin soldiers and retreated continuously. Their morale dropped crazily and was almost on the verge of collapse.

However, they did not escape in the end.

As elite soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, these soldiers have all drank the magical talisman water of Yellow Turban leader Zhang Jiao. Until the most desperate and desperate moment, they will not have the idea of ​​​​escaping from the army.

It was precisely because of this kind of fighting will that they were able to defeat a main army of Mu Liu Biao in Jingzhou before.

If it were an ordinary army, seeing the crazy charging Qilin soldiers at this moment, seeing the unstoppable Qilin Legion at this moment, and the terrifying power that seemed to come with the power of heaven and earth, they might have already started to flee.

"Don't retreat!"

"Everyone forms a tight formation! Where are the pikemen? All the pikemen raise their spears! Block the cavalry on the opposite side who are riding weird beasts!"

"quick!"

"Form a spear formation, and the first row will form a shield formation to protect those behind!"

"Quick, quick, quick!" In the Yellow Turban Army, the grassroots officers had to be tougher. After reacting, they ordered the soldiers to prepare for the upcoming battle.

"Lord...coach, let's escape."

Next to Huang Long, a military general who was a close personal guard spoke, his voice trembling.

"Yes, Commander, those soldiers who came out of Panlong Valley are all evil ghosts crawling out of the underworld. It's so scary... It's impossible for the soldiers and horses we have now to stop them. We can only stay here. Your life will be in vain.”

"Commander, leave some soldiers behind and let's go."

"You can save the green hills without worrying about having firewood, Commander!" All the yellow scarf soldiers had a look of fear on their faces, and at this moment they all asked Huang Long to retreat with them.

Two million of the most elite heavy cavalry and the most valiant emperor-level generals in the army were all killed.

Although they have nearly five million mercenaries at this moment, they still don't have any confidence to fight against Du Yu, who is getting closer. At this moment, there is only one thought left in their mind, and that is to escape!

Run out, pass on the news here, let the great sage Zhang Jiao, and let the three highest Yellow Turban leaders lead the army to Jingzhou to fight against the extremely terrifying Du Yu and the terrifying army under his command.

"Run? Well, I really have to run..."

"I really miscalculated this time. I encountered such a terrifying enemy in Nanyang. No wonder the dog emperor would confer this Du Yu as a hussar general. This Du Yu is so terrifying."

Huang Long took a deep breath, his face was gloomy, and he slowly said: "But we don't have any cavalry anymore. Even if we escape with a small number of people in light clothing, we can't go fast. We can't escape from those terrifying people who move as fast as the wind." Those who pursue the ferocious beast mounts must leave the army behind and find some means to hinder the speed of these charging ferocious beasts. If possible, it would be better if they can kill some people."

Huang Long paused for a moment, then looked at the remaining generals around him and asked, "Do you have any good ideas to accomplish this kind of thing?"

"Coach, there will eventually be a solution."

Suddenly, among a group of generals, an inconspicuous-looking guy came out, clasped his fists and spoke.