Make waves in the Three Kingdoms of Gaowu

On the night of early spring, the cold wind kept blowing, and the flag in the camp was originally flying north. But suddenly the flag turned and floated to the south.

Above the four camps, it suddenly turned fiery red, and countless small fireballs fell towards the camp.

The tent in the camp, Yan Shan, immediately caught fire.

The originally calm camp immediately became noisy, and the yellow turban soldiers came out one after another.

Even if they were prepared in advance, they could face this raging fire, and they panicked one by one.

Duan Lang quickly sent his subordinates to organize the army, and then took Dian Wei and Huang Zhong directly to the marshal's tent.

Bocai frowned tightly, looking at the panicked soldier, and his face turned pale.

Even if the camp was put in an open area and all the dead grass was cleared, the tent and fence were still burning.

Bocai saw Duan Lang coming over and hurriedly asked, "Junior Brother, what else can be done to solve this crisis?"

Duan Lang frowned, then gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, now when I want to evacuate, I will be blocked by the other party, and maybe it will rout."

"Now we can only break the cauldron and attack the Changsha." The soldiers were ordered to shout that they would live by charging forward, and that they would be killed by fire if they retreated.

"The junior brother organized the soldiers and horses of the headquarters as the forward, and stormed the city gate, as long as the Changshe was taken, the opponent's 100,000-strong army also lost food and grass, and I can turn defeat into victory."

Bocai's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then he said in a deep voice, "Okay, just act according to this policy." However, it is still necessary to concentrate all our generals to break out of a road, and then you will rush the second group to fight.

Duan Lang hurriedly returned to the headquarters, watching the army of generals panicked one by one, fortunately there was a monitoring team here to take care of them.

Pushing all the burning tents aside, sorting out a large clearing, this is the formation.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Army began to sound, "Charging forward can live, retreating will be killed by fire."

Then all camps and villages sounded: "Charge forward and live, retreat and be killed by fire." "

I saw that the burning fence of the camp was directly torn down, and countless yellow turban soldiers rushed towards the direction of Changshe.

The Han army was overwhelmed by the yellow turban soldiers who suddenly rushed out, and kept fighting in the dark night.

But after all, the number of people is too small, and the Yellow Turban Army has more than two million troops, and the Han army that blocked it was swallowed up by the Yellow Turban Army before long.

When the Yellow Turban Army surrounded the city wall and countless arrows rained down, the Yellow Turban Army could only shoot arrows indiscriminately.

For a while, the Yellow Turban Army suffered countless casualties.

At this time, the army led by Lang had rushed to more than fifty steps away from the city gate, and he directly summoned the stone throwing army.

A hundred catapults smashed directly towards the city gate, and with only two volleys, the city gate was directly smashed.

The morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers was greatly boosted, and they poured into the city, and the Han army defending the city saw that the city gate was broken, so they could only get off the city wall and hurriedly run towards the county capital.

Duan Lang collected the stone throwing brigade into the land of Qiankun, and then led his soldiers and horses to the city.

But when he entered Changshe City, he always felt that something was wrong, as if some danger had come.

When Duan Lang entered the county capital, he saw that Bocai and the others were still attacking the county capital, with the Yellow Turban Lux in front, and it didn't take long for the county capital to be taken.

At this time, Bocai called everyone over, Bocai's face turned rosy, his eyes became excited, and he said with a smile, "Han Jun wanted to sneak up on me and wait, but now we have served his old nest, see if they have no food, how to fight us."

Bocai was still smiling, and Peng Tuo hurried here, his face was uneasy, and he immediately said, "Boss, I just entered the granary, and it is full of dirt, and there is no grain.

As soon as Peng Tuo's words fell, everyone's faces couldn't help but sink.

At this time, Lang's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said, "Commander, organize the army to quickly leave the city, otherwise I will all be destroyed here." As

soon as Duan Lang's words fell, he saw flames burst out of countless places in Changshe City, and the raging fire suddenly surged up.

Bocai's face became ugly at this time, and he immediately shouted, "Duan Lang, Zhou Cang, Huang Shao, you rushed out from the north gate, Peng Tuo and Liu Pi rushed out from the west gate, Wu Ba, He Yi, He Man rushed out from the east gate, and Gong Du followed me from the south gate."

Bocai was about to arrange for someone to destroy the county meteorite array at this time, but was stopped by Duan Lang, and Duan Lang said in a deep voice, "Senior brother, if you destroy this array at this time, the officials and troops will inevitably release the martial arts, and the fire will be more rapid."

When Bocai heard this, he had to stop, then patted Duan Lang on the shoulder and said softly, "Little junior brother, if you can survive, rush to Jizhou." Bocai

directly led the guards to organize his own army to prepare to break through the encirclement, and the rest of the marshals also organized their own army.

But the entire Changshe was on fire, and the people in the city also poured out of the streets, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were even more chaotic.

Everyone only barely organized the guards in their hands, and the army was already in chaos, and they didn't know where to run.

But in the face of the raging fire, everyone had to retreat to the county capital, and Bocai had to arrange for his men to destroy the meteorite formation.

He said to everyone in a low voice, "Now we can only gather together and rush towards the south gate, and we take turns to release our martial arts skills, open a passage, and shout that the south gate can live."

Duan Lang was very uncomfortable at this time, he always felt that he had a system, and he had wisdom beyond a thousand years, and he had always felt a little high.

Knowing that the Yellow Turban Army would be defeated, he thought of joining the Yellow Turban Army.

Knowing that the long society will lose, he also participated in this whirlpool.

Knowing that the other party was going to attack by fire, he also attacked Changshe.

Now millions of Yellow Turban troops have entered the city, and at this time the city is full of fire, listening to the heart-rending screams outside.

He blamed himself quite at this time, two million troops, how many people can live?

He thought that Bocai was floating and could easily defeat the famous Zhu Yan.

But he didn't know that he was also floating, and people made arrogant tactics at the beginning, but the other party acted more realistically.

The famous generals of the late Han Dynasty, the famous generals who can enter the Martial Temple, are really as simple as they think?

Duan Lang's heart was dripping with blood, and his face was a little pale.

There are more than a million people in a city and two million yellow turban troops, but the opponent easily says to give up.

There are no worries, only success or failure.

At this time, Bocai's marshals personally led the army in front, and Bocai shouted loudly, "The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the age is in the jiazi, and the world is prosperous."

The people behind him shouted together, "The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the age is in the jiazi, and the world is prosperous." Seeing

the slogans of the Yellow Turban Army coming from the county capital, the Yellow Turban Army, which was still panicking, rushed to the county capital as if they had support.

The army kept advancing, and whenever there was a fire to block it, a warrior immediately released a whirlwind to blow the fire aside.

The people behind him gathered more and more, kept following the army, and then roared.

They used to be just farmers, some even slaves, and they didn't know what the big truth was.

But they all want to live well, and only by fighting together can they survive.

The roar of the crowd shocked the Han army on the city wall and outside the city.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Yan had already laid layers of ambush at the south gate, but the two of them still frowned.

They could never have imagined that in the face of two fire attacks, the Yellow Turban Army had not collapsed and was still in its death throes.

The two looked at the tornado in the city, and their brows couldn't help but frown, and they immediately ordered the soldiers to withdraw from the city wall, poured a lot of fire oil into the city gate, and then set it on fire.

At this time, each marshal took turns to release his skills, and the avenue from the county capital to the south gate was finally opened.

At this time, Duan Lang had already included all his warriors in the Qiankun Land, leaving only the most elite nineteen people.

He knew that the final hurdle would be at the south gate, and only by rushing out could he get a new life.

At this time, Lang's face was gloomy, and he thought that as a traverser, he would not care about this group of natives.

But watching a person die, he had never hated this world so much, and the roar penetrated deeply into his heart.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the age is in the jiazi, and the world is prosperous."

This is not a slogan of hope, this is the cry of those who cannot live, to make their voices heard, to prove that they are alive.