The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Whoosh!

The arrows were like rain, penetrating through shields and all weak bunkers!

call out!

Phew!

Bow and shoot arrows.

After several consecutive arrow rain attacks, no enemy dared to show up on the first sentry wall of the Yellow Turban Army. There were a large number of corpses lying in all exposed areas, and blood flowed all over the ground like it was free.

At this moment, Du Yu also led the soldiers of the Qilin Legion to approach the base of the checkpoint wall from a distance.

"Attack the checkpoint!"

"Kill all the Yellow Turbans, leaving no one behind!"

Du Yu's voice spread throughout the three armies, and he separated directly from his horse. He clicked his feet on the outer wooden wall of the Yellow Turban sentry post a few times, and easily climbed up the wall full of corpses, as if flying over a wall.

"kill!"

Wang Han, holding two hammers, also followed Du Yu's example and climbed up the city wall.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Two hundred Qilin soldiers whose strength was comparable to that of elite generals also rushed to the city wall. Some people fell directly into the city gate of the inner wall in twos and threes, kicked away many debris blocking the door one by one, and directly opened the door. A group of Qilin soldiers came next moment. He also rode a war horse and invaded the checkpoint camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

Then came the carnage!

The scared and shivering Yellow Turban soldiers hiding in the corner were found one by one, and were mercilessly beheaded and killed one by one.

Du Yu stood on the city wall indifferently and watched all this without any pity in his heart.

After a while, all the 20,000 Yellow Turban troops in this checkpoint were killed.

The system prompt sound from Tiandao Intelligent Brain also came.

"Kill 20,000 Yellow Turban Army soldiers and defeat the first checkpoint of the Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang. The reward will be 30,000 kills and 30,000 meritorious service."

"You obtained the black iron treasure chest X2390, the bronze treasure chest X2290, and the silver treasure chest X56."

"Clean the battlefield within ten minutes."

"Today we will break five checkpoints in a row, break through the Yellow Turban Nanyang Camp before dark, and take away Zhang Mancheng's head!" Du Yu waved the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and the sound was heard by all the soldiers of the Qilin Legion.

Ten minutes to clean the battlefield, this is for the Qilin soldiers to cut off the enemy's ears and calculate the merit.

After hearing this, the Qilin soldiers naturally shouted long live Du Yu one by one.

Then, quickly clean up the battlefield.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the Qilin soldiers also gathered together.

"Keep going!"

Du Yu waved his hand and fell down from the city wall, landing directly on his horse at the bottom of the city. He pinched the horse's belly and headed towards the next Yellow Turban checkpoint to kill.

"Follow my lord!"

"Destroy the Yellow Turban Thief!"

The Qilin soldiers also shouted, and each of them mounted their horses and followed Du Yu.

…

Not long after, the Qilin Legion arrived at the second Yellow Turban checkpoint.

It was still the same as last time. First, a rain of arrows cleared the way. The enemies suppressed by the powerful arrows of the Divine Arm Bow could not lift their heads. After the enemy suffered heavy casualties, they had already arrived under the city wall, and then attacked the city, hiding in the dark. The enemies were killed one by one and their ears were cut off as a military honor.

The second checkpoint still killed 20,000 enemies, once again contributing 30,000 kills, kill value, and 30,000 meritorious service to Du Yu.

The treasure chests are also similar. Most of the black iron and bronze treasure chests obtained are two to three thousand each time.

There are fewer silver and gold treasure chests.

Especially treasure chests worth gold or above sometimes can't even be exploded.

The third checkpoint...

The fourth checkpoint...

The fifth checkpoint...

Du Yu led the Qilin Legion to kill and kill all the way. The enemies who were directly killed were so frightened that they didn't even have the chance to light up the smoke to notify the Yellow Turban camp behind them.

As for the Qilin Legion, there were still no casualties.

Their super full attributes, super equipment, and super long-range terrifying attacks give them unparalleled combat power, making all enemies facing them as vulnerable as paper and impossible to pose any threat to them.

…

At the Yellow Turban Camp in Nanyang, Zhang Mancheng was sitting in the central military tent at the moment. He was a little restless.

He didn't know why, but he just felt uneasy today.

It seemed like something big was about to happen.

But he was now inside the Yellow Turban camp, which was guarded by 300,000 Yellow Turban troops. What could possibly make him so uneasy?

Zhang Mancheng still believes in his intuition.

When he felt uneasy, he also sent his men to patrol the surrounding area and stepped up the security of the area around the camp.

"Is there someone from the Han regular army coming to attack my side?"

"Coach Huang Long is leading a main force to entangle with the princes around the Han Empire. It stands to reason that no one in Nanyang will allocate force to clean up for the time being. Even if the Han regular army does come, I should have come long ago. I can get news from coach Huang Long."

"strangeness."

"It's really strange, why do I always feel like something is about to happen?" Zhang Mancheng walked back and forth in the military tent. As time passed, he felt more and more depressed in his heart, which made him more and more uneasy.

He remembered this feeling.

The last time I had such a strong feeling of shortness of breath was when I was almost shot through the heart with an arrow.

It was this unfounded strong sense of crisis that saved his life at a critical moment last time.

"no."

"Here come! Send ten more teams to the area ten miles outside the camp. If there is any change in the surrounding area, report it at any time!" Zhang Mancheng shouted outside the military tent, and soon a yellow scarf soldier received the order and led them A group of people followed Zhang Mancheng's instructions.

He had just finished giving orders to his men when suddenly, there was a commotion outside the military tent.

"Report!"

A yellow turban soldier rushed in hastily, with a frightened and panic expression on his face.

Ding.

When Zhang Mancheng saw the soldier, his uneasiness surged to the extreme in an instant.

Because he knew this soldier.

These were the scouts he arranged to follow Zhao Hong and the other 100,000 Yellow Turban troops, hanging near them to monitor every move of the soldiers who were out on the expedition.

Why is this guy back now?

What happened in Panlong Valley?

"What's going on! Why are you back! Where is Zhao Hong, where has he gone?" Zhang Mancheng shouted.

"General Zhao is dead."

"All the 100,000 soldiers who went on the expedition died, killed by the devils from Panlong Valley..." The soldier shouted incoherently.