Whoosh!

Thirty gun wagons in the camp were churning, and countless crockpots were thrown out.

This is Guo Jia's improved incendiary bomb.

The incendiary bomb was thrown over the head of the Yellow Turban Dead before exploding.

In an instant, the Yellow Turban Dead Man was enveloped inside, and from a distance, it looked like a cloud of fire falling from the sky.

Ahhh

The Yellow Turban Dead soon turned into a burning man.

Rao is that they were emotionally restrained by drugs, and they also supported it at this time, shouting and rolling in the sea of fire and wailing.

Smoke billowed and screams rang after screams, and the battlefield was like a Shura hell.

"Rush over, rush over!"

The Yellow Turban Thief roared, desperately dodging the fall of the crockpots.

But the crockpots still rained down on their heads.

Bang!

The explosion continued, and clouds of fire enveloped the Yellow Turban Dead once again.

This time, they didn't have that good luck to make it out.

Yellow Heavenly God!

General Tiangong!

Yellow Sky Bulin!

Countless Yellow Turban Dead men babbled nonsense, trying to shout out of the flames, but none of them failed.

This......

Yu Ban was stunned.

Zhao Yun was stunned.

Zhou Cang was stunned.

Seeing countless Yellow Turban dead soldiers wailing in the sea of fire, like headless flies scurrying around, everyone was also stunned.

Also stunned were the artillery units in the walled city.

Although as Guo Jia's henchmen, they have seen the power of black powder and the power of incendiary bombs.

But that's just the stone-throwing cart that burned the Yellow Turban thieves last time.

Burning people with incendiary bombs, they saw it for the first time.

The fire enveloped thousands of Yellow Turbans, and at first there were some people wailing inside, and after a while, even the wailing was gone.

The smell of barbecue fills the air.

Wow wow!

Many people on both sides couldn't help but bend over and vomit, and many people showed fear on their faces.

Of course, there is also someone who is not afraid, and that is Zhao Dazhu.

I saw that this guy put on his own outfit again and went into battle.

"Bah, those Yellow Turban thieves. It's just the true fire of Samadhi that this god will have. With a snap of your fingers, I asked you if you were afraid? Hahahaha! ”

This is a rare opportunity to pretend, and he naturally won't let it go.

Fear!

How can you not be afraid?

The yellow turban thieves turned pale.

Where is this war, it is simply a one-sided massacre, and many people have cramps in their legs and stomachs, and they are a little untenable.

Seeing the yellow turban thief so, Zhao Da Hammer was even more proud, and he wielded the sledgehammer proudly.

"Little thieves, look at the five thunders of this god general!"

He pretended to be a bit louder.

Run!

It's not just someone who shouted, and the yellow turban thief turned around and ran.

What a god in the yellow sky, what a general in the sky.

Let's go to the side!

You can do it, no beep!

They didn't dare to go up anyway.

In a matter of moments, the four thousand Yellow Turban Dead Soldiers turned into roast chickens, and they saw it with their own eyes.

Those are all Yellow Turban Dead Soldiers.

What is the Yellow Turban Dead?

That is the elite of the Yellow Turban Army, the baby bump in the hands of the Third Gong General, the loyal subordinates of the Yellow Sky God, and they have to eat a bucket of rice, two catties of meat and a bottle of wine for every meal.

There are not many of this elite in the Yellow Turban Army, and now it has become barbecue.

Don't run, don't run!

Some of the generals seem to be making a last-ditch effort to maintain the entire formation.

But to no avail.

Run!

The Yellow Turban thieves are scattered.

The most important thing for them now is to run for their lives, and they can't do anything, they can't take care of anything.

The Yellow Turban Dead are all finished, what are they still tossing?

Many people suddenly have a sick pleasure in their hearts.

What happened to the Yellow Turban Dead?

What's wrong with rice, meat, and wine?

Isn't it the same as roast duck?

Who do they love, so that they don't work hard?

The remnants of the middle army were routed first, followed by the left and right armies, and finally directly broke the rear army.

In two battles, although only five or six thousand of the 30,000 people died, the rest were already frightened.

Defeat is like a mountain!

Zhou Cang also found it difficult to save the overall situation, so he had to go with the rout.

Seeing the yellow turban thief turn around and run away, Zhao Dazhui was stunned at first, then laughed, and chased after him.

One person, one horse, one hammer, chased tens of thousands of people who ran for their lives.

It's a very sour thing, and it can't be stopped.

It is said that Zhao Dazhui has never been so sour in his life, and this chase is naturally not dead until the Yellow River, and he will not die when he reaches the Yellow River.

It's a pity that God doesn't have a face like Zhao Dazhui.

After running for a while, his mount suddenly jumped and knocked the guy upside down.

As a result, the Golden Armor God was immediately beaten back to its original form.

Fortunately, the Yellow Turban thieves fled for their lives, and no one had time to look back, otherwise they would have found that the golden armor god who was as wise and martial as a god in their hearts would have turned into a clown in the mud.

Golden opportunity!

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up, and without waiting for Guo Jia's orders, he immediately commanded the cavalry to chase after him.

He didn't do this kind of work once or twice.

Last time, the remnants of Zhang Niujiao's troops were also dealt with by Zhao Yun.

More than 20,000 people are finished!

A thought flashed through Yu Ban's heart.

The cavalry killing the infantry, especially the rout in the field, was a one-sided slaughter.

Naturally, two legs can't outrun four legs, and it won't be long before these 20,000 people will be caught up by cavalry.

"Congratulations, my lord!"

Yu Ban fell to the ground with a heartfelt bow.

He did his best, but he only wiped out more than a thousand people on the other side.

Guo Jia just made an understatement, and wiped out the opponent's 4,000 main forces, and the 30,000 troops he fought fled.

Yu Ban was naturally dumbfounded.

He had lived for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen this method of warfare.

This lord really has unpredictable means, and those crockpots are unheard of.

Seeing Yu Ban's expression, Guo Jia couldn't help but smile slightly, and his eyes fell on those black corpses again.

Although he was used to seeing the cruel scenes of war in his previous life, Guo Jia couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Let's bury these corpses!"

As he spoke, he walked down the lookout.

Promise!

Yu Ban immediately responded and ordered his subordinates to open the camp and start cleaning the battlefield.

This tactic is the easiest fight of the ban career.

It was also this battle that made Yu Ban realize the power of artillery.

Although the number of this army is small, the destructive power is very large, and the power should not be underestimated.

If you work well together, you can completely change the tide of battle.

Yu Ban was an excellent general and quickly realized the important role of artillery.

Thinking of this, Yu Ban's eyes fell on those artillerymen, and he had already begun to think about how to persuade the lord to hand over this artillery to him to command.

With the help of this artillery, the two thousand people in Yu Ban can really be regarded as an elite division.