The Yuanyang Formation entered the battlefield for the first time. Gouzi and other local warrior veterans were tense and busy killing thieves. The Yellow Turban thieves were also tense and did not care about counting each other's casualties. Guan Yu was trapped in a tight siege and were also busy killing thieves.

He didn't bother to observe the actual combat effects of the Yuanyang Formation through the crowd.

So, with the help of Yuanyang Formation, Gouzi and other local braves, at the cost of slightly injuring three people, more than 30 people from the Yellow Turban Army were prostituted for nothing. This record was terrifying. It was also because he had been well preserved that only a dozen people could fight with him.

The Yellow Turbans held a stalemate at the gate of the village for a long time, until subsequent reinforcements arrived, and gathered the momentum of a small victory to become a big victory.

The courage of Guan Yu's thousands of troops to defeat the Yi was the key to victory in this battle. The Yuanyang Formation was another key to this battle. If the Yuanyang Formation had not taken advantage of the narrow melee, even if Guan Yu could defeat the Yellow Turbans by himself, it would have taken a long time.

After killing one-fifth of the Yellow Turban troops in a village, the Yellow Turbans will probably be defeated.

If time is delayed and the stronghold is not taken out quickly enough, it will affect the next step of attacking the heart, which will be detrimental to the overall situation.

The Yellow Turbans fled towards the top of the mountain in panic, trying to escape back to the pass on the mountain. Guan Yu asked the village heroes to shout, "Heavenly soldiers are here, those who descend early will avoid death. If the pass is breached, no chickens or dogs will be left behind!"

Guan Yu led the village warriors in pursuit towards the top of the mountain, preparing to create more psychological pressure on the enemy generals. He had just chased out of the village gate two steps when Guan Yu suddenly heard from the right side of the mountain, "He who surrenders will avoid death!"

"The mountain-shaking cry.

Presumably, Zhang Fei, who was attacking the mountain road on the other side, had also broken through the enemy's stronghold.

The first stage of the strategy discussed before the war came to a perfect conclusion.

From the time the soldiers arrived at the foot of the mountain to climbing the mountain and breaking the stronghold, it took less than half an hour.

The two branch villages stuck halfway up the mountain, which the Yellow Turban coach had high hopes for, were attacked one after another without even being able to resist for a moment.

At this time, at the mountain pass and on the city wall, the Yellow Turban commander heard the shouts of the officers and soldiers all over the mountain, and his face was full of shock.

Hearing the mountain-shaking shouts of "He who surrenders will avoid death" all over the mountain, the Yellow Turban Commander could not help but feel shaken.

There are still heavy troops stationed in the pass, and they may be able to fight again. There are dangerous passes to defend, and the officers and soldiers may not be able to overcome the pass.

The Yellow Turban Commander reluctantly comforted himself in his heart.

"Qu...Qu Shuai! Look!" The deputy general suddenly pointed nervously at the distance down the mountain.

Huangjin Qushuai hurriedly followed the deputy general's fingers and looked into the distance.

I saw a black line slowly appearing on the horizon about a mile down the mountain. Soon the black line slowly moved this way. The black line slowly became wider and longer, and small squares appeared one after another from the horizon.

came out.

This is clearly a military formation!

I don't know where the army arrived. Huangjin Qushuai stood on the city pass, his hands clenched into fists involuntarily. Huangjin Qushuai focused all his attention on the slowly approaching army. He was not interested in the Huangjins who fled back to the pass.

The soldiers didn't even look at it.

The Yellow Turban Qushuai stared at the slowly approaching army with his last bit of hope.

As the army got closer and closer, and the sight became clearer and clearer, Huang Jinqu Commandery's heart sank to the bottom.

"Listen to the yellow scarves on the mountain. Surrender as soon as possible to avoid death. When the barrier is broken, no chickens or dogs will be left!"

"Surrender and avoid death, break the barrier and leave no chickens or dogs behind!"

"Broken chickens and dogs will not be spared!"

"Broken down, no chickens or dogs left behind!"

When the army arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw that its lineup was in full formation and the formation was continuous. There was no rear end of the formation, and there was a forest of spears in the formation.

This soldier did not cover his forehead with a yellow scarf. When the newly arrived troops shouted to surrender and avoid death, tens of thousands of people shouted at the same time, and the sound shook the mountain. The yellow scarf Qushuai shook his body and almost lost his balance.

The vanguard of this army, with only a few hundred men, broke through the two villages at the foot of the mountain in an instant. Now its army has arrived again. How can it be stopped by a mere small pass?

The Yellow Turban Qushuai was frightened by these thousands of "armies", and some of his fighting spirit disappeared in an instant.

The Yellow Turban Qushuai no longer had the slightest intention to fight. The mountain-shaking shouts of the officers and soldiers were like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

The strategy of attacking the heart has achieved great success.

Just when everyone in the pass was panicking and at a loss, suddenly a loud arrow shot towards the pass with a whoosh.

The soldiers in yellow turbans picked up the ringing arrow and saw that it was wrapped with a silk book, so they immediately took it to the pass.

Huangjin Qushuai was so confused at this time that he no longer knew what to do. When he heard the sound of an arrow entering the city, Huangjin Qushuai hurriedly took off the silk book from the arrow and unfolded it to read.

The silk book says——

"You common people are following thieves not because they have any rebellious intentions, but because natural disasters have continued year after year, corrupt officials have acted in perverse ways, and the officials have forced the people to rebel, and the people have no choice but to rebel.

Now that the righteous army is here, you kind and kind people, if you know how to return from the lost way, it is not too late.

But if you surrender, our army can forget the blame and harm no one.

If you don't believe it, I, Liu Bei, will enter the city alone as a pledge."

After reading the silk book, Huang Jinqushuai felt like a big stone had fallen to the ground.

He handed the silk book to the deputy general to read. The deputy general looked happy after reading it.

"What do you think?" Qu Shuai asked the deputy general with an uncertain expression.

"The enemy general dared to enter the pass as a hostage, and his words were sincere, unlike deceiving our army. Now that his army has arrived, and nothing can be done, you might as well ask to surrender." The deputy general said with fists in his hands.

What the deputy general said is also what Huangjin Qushuai thought.

Just in time, go with the flow.

After the sounding arrow shot into the pass, a short while later, a gun pole was erected in the pass, with a piece of white cloth hanging on the gun pole.

"Please surrender!" The yellow scarves on the city waved white flags and shouted down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Li Mengxi and Liu Bei looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. The strategy of attacking the heart was completely successful.

——

The city gate was opened, and the Yellow Turban Qushuai came out and stood in front of the gate, waiting nervously.

Not long after, two lonely figures appeared in front of the Yellow Turban Qushuai.

The Yellow Turban Qushuai took a quick look and saw a man with a majestic face, huge earlobes, and arms above his knees. Next to him was a young man in simple clothes. The young man looked around with very agile eyes.

Just the two of them, nothing else.

"I am Liu Xuande, the leader of the rebel army at the foot of the mountain."

"I'm Li Mengxi." The young man on the side said with a smile. His eyes were very warm and there was no hostility or discrimination at all, which made people feel comfortable.

Wang Lu, the commander of the Yellow Turban Seventy-Two Square Xiaoqu, a native of Jizhou, sighed, "I have sinned against General Wang Lu, and I would like to surrender." He knelt down, touched his head to the ground, and said, please surrender.

"General, please get up quickly!" Liu Bei hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Liu Bei himself had an unusual affinity. Although he was an enemy and a friend a moment ago, when Liu Bei personally supported his commander Wang Lu, Wang Lu felt a little warm in her heart.

"General Wang, I wonder how many troops you have? How much food and grass do you have?" Liu Bei helped Wang Lu up and looked him up and down. He saw that he was tall and tall, with an upright face, and he couldn't help but like him.

"Our army was ordered by General Tiangong to guard the dangerous position here to hold back the enemy coming from the south.

Our army has 2,600 elite soldiers..."

Speaking of elite soldiers, Qu Shuai Wang Lu was a little embarrassed. What he said were elite soldiers. More than two thousand elite soldiers guarded a dangerous point and were defeated by hundreds of other pioneers.

When Wang Lu was embarrassed, Liu Bei extended his hand to invite me, "General, why don't you take me into the pass for a look?"

"Oh...please!" Qu Shuai Wang Lu hurriedly stretched out his hand to invite.
Chapter completed!