In the early morning of the second day, the banners of the Han army camp were densely covered with cold light like a forest of swords, guns and swords, and the troops that stretched for several miles looked tough.

Guo Hao and others stood in the forefront, and the fierce wind was blowing flags in the air.

Huangfu Song was wearing armor, and his old face revealed the meaning of endless killing.

"锃~"

Suddenly, Huang Fusong drew the sword from his waist and pointed directly at the giant deer. He shouted: "All soldiers, go to the giant deer with this commander, and flatten the yellow turban rebel!" His firm and powerful voice spread throughout the army following the secret method. up and down.

kill! kill! kill!

For a moment, the army shouted in unison with all their strength, and for a moment it was even more earth-shaking, even the far away Juler City could hear it clearly.

Boom, boom, boom!

The army rushed to Julu City with a trembling pace like a black tide. The clouds in the sky were all washed away by the army's humane aura, and there was no cloud in the clear sky.

"It's really good weather! Pengju, it seems that today's stage is yours!" Cao Cao looked up at the sky and said to Guo Hao with a slight smile.

"Heaven's will is so, even the heavens are helping in this battle, how can it be invincible!" Guo Hao also smiled, the weather really suits his talent.

A whole 100,000 army surging like a tide, the 100,000 army is the essence of the Han army, and the three troops of Fei Xiong, Yu Lin Wei, and Xian Deng are in the middle army, waiting for Huang Fu Song's command.

This is the reason why Guo Hao had to take the wounded Yuyi to the big tent before. In the mid-intensity battle with the Yellow Turban, Yu Yi has trained a first-time dead soldier. Although there are only 1,500 people, the combat effectiveness is not strong. Ignore.

Guo Hao also learned a lot of military training skills along with Yu Yi, and Yu Yi's methods surprised him as Deva. Holding a Janitor in his hand, Yu Yi was obviously energetic.

The Xiandeng dead man under his shoulder carried a strong crossbow, a small shield, and various weapons on his back, making him a walking weapon rack.

However, Guo Hao was surprised. Strictly speaking, the dead soldier was actually a crossbowman, belonging to a long-range force.

Hundreds of thousands fought fiercely on the giant deer, but it was hard to conceal the tragic sound of fighting.

Thick smoke billows ~ There is a shadow of swords and swords in Julu City, fierce fighting everywhere.

The densely packed figures, the tall and heavy siege equipment, the rain of arrows that cover the sky and the sun, the endless corpses on the ground, and more of them are soldiers fighting madly.

The imposing Han army relied on its momentum to attack the giant deer, and within a quarter of an hour, the Han army had already attacked the city.

"General of the underground palace! Is the Han army crazy?" Zhou Cang's face was pale, he touched the blood on his face, and slashed to death a Han army player who had sneaked in.

"Shut up, go and tune up the yellow-turbaned man." Zhang Bao stared at the battlefield coldly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, which was daunting.

"Hey!" Holding a big knife, Zhou Cang slashed all the blockers along the way. He was promoted to a first-class military commander on the battlefield like a road roller, crushing all obstacles.

Zhou Cang's face was hideous, and his mouth kept roaring to vent the anger in his heart, as well as the panic hidden in his heart.

Tens of thousands of troops attacked the city, and the terrifying morale alone made him tremble, not to mention the terrible state of the great wise teacher made him uneasy.

But for many years of oppressed Life, Zhou Cang really didn't want to give up to follow Zhang Jiao to start a new era. Therefore, even if Zhou Cang was flustered in his heart, he was so hideous on the surface, paralyzing himself through crazy killing.

On the bloody battlefield, even if you are the reincarnation of the overlord and have not experienced the tempering of the battlefield, the first time the recruits go to the battlefield, they will be photographed by the harsh scenes on the battlefield.

The Han army was caught off guard by the Yellow Turbans. The defending player was killed by the first wave of the Han army, which reached the peak of the offensive. The floating Yellow Turban player did not block the first wave of the Han army's onslaught.

The Yellow Turban, who was unfavorable in the first battle, had to start a battle with the Han army using the city wall as a position in embarrassment.

In the siege on the day of the decisive battle, it only took an hour to firmly control the city wall and buy time for the siege hammer attack under the city wall.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The huge wood hit the city gate one after another, as if hitting the atria of all the yellow scarfs.

"Boom!"

"The city is broken!"

With the last violent impact smashing the city gate, the Han army cheered everywhere, but the yellow scarf's heart fell to the bottom.

The gate of the fighting giant deer was finally broken by the Han army.

Qi Qi'an, the generals in the distance, sat on horseback, staring at the battlefield with a pair of eyes. The screaming figures fell from the top of the city, or were seized by fire oil, gold juice, rolling wood, or stone. Life, miserable scenes continue to unfold.

And the generals did not waver in their eyes, even people like Liu Bei were indifferent, war is like this, either you die or I die, human life is as fragile as an ant at this moment.

Even players like Guo Hao and Li Changsheng are full of unbearable and regretful eyes at the moment, but they still stubbornly stare at the battlefield with stubborn cheeks. They are no longer the players who have just arrived in this world. They have experienced bloody battles. Experienced players have already adapted to this real game.

War is war, only The Weak are Prey to the Strong, without mercy.

Civilization represents prosperity, and war...only represents Death.

From morning until noon, the troops took turns to attack the city, paying the price of countless blood, but the center of the battlefield was always deadlocked near the city wall.

"Pengju, come on, make a way for the army!" Huangfusong said to Guo Hao, and then sent Guo Hao to the front.

"Call~ all soldiers, come with me!" Guo Hao hurried to the front with the three thousand commandos that had run in several times behind him.

According to Huangfusong's instructions, he quietly waited for the opportunity.

Three thousand people lined up, waiting for the command of the main general. Their task is to strike. As long as the reward is successful, they will naturally get soft. As for failure, there is no punishment.

What punishment does the assault team have if they fail? Is everyone dead?

"Tweet!"

As the signal sounded, Guo Hao fully mobilized his talent, and a three-legged Golden Crow vision floated behind him. With a bird's song, the Golden Crow lifted into the sky.

There seemed to be two suns in the sky. The three thousand commandos only felt a warm current from their bodies, and then the whole body began to emit light, rendering all the weapons and armors into gold.

"Strike!" Guo Hao took the lead and went straight to the city wall. The soldiers behind him were like gods descending from the earth, each shining brightly.

Three thousand soldiers with golden light came under the city wall in the blink of an eye. With the further blessing of Lu Zhi and Zhu Jun's talents, the strength of the commando team went even further.

And as time went by, getting closer and closer to noon, the soldiers under Guo Hao's combat power became stronger.

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