Defeat is like a mountain!

A volley of incendiary grenades from the officers and soldiers wiped out the 4,000 Yellow Turban dead soldiers in a moment, and the military spirit of the Yellow Turban thieves was also destroyed.

The fear of the unknown is far beyond imagination.

No one knows the principle of incendiary bombs.

No one knew what gunpowder was either.

In their eyes, it was a flash of fire that appeared and extinguished the four thousand Yellow Turban Dead.

This is definitely the handiwork of God, and this great god is even more awesome than the Yellow Sky God.

Otherwise, how can they be beaten to the ground?

Immortals fight, harming the innocent.

They are no more than innocent people.

Zhou Cang was unable to support himself and was unable to return to the sky, so he immediately fled with his men, and more than 20,000 people from the remaining Yellow Turbans were abandoned on the battlefield.

If you can't fight, you will run, if you can't escape, you will surrender, anyway, they are all gods, and it is the same for those who surrender.

Zhao Yun didn't have much effort, so he collected the entire defeated army of Zhou Cang and slowly returned to the camp.

These yellow turban thieves were also very obedient, and they tied their hands in their pockets one after another, following behind Zhao Yun's army, lest they fall behind.

So, a strange scene appeared in the field.

A group of cavalry was in front, a large number of infantry were behind, and the infantry were conceited with their hands, closely following the footsteps of the cavalry, and did not pull away at all.

"Lord!"

Zhao Yunbai fell to the ground, hugged his fists and said: "The remnants of the yellow turban have all been cleared, please let the lord fall." ”

Zilong, please get up!

Guo Jia gently helped Zhao Yun up.

This time the field battle finally came to an end.

At the cost of hundreds of casualties, Guo Jia defeated more than 30,000 horses of the Yellow Turban Thieves. Nearly 10,000 Yellow Turban thieves were killed and wounded, and more than 20,000 people and more than 2,000 horses were captured.

It was a big win.

The faces of all the generals were full of smiles, and they trusted Guo Jia, the demonic lord, even more.

What do you mean by?

It's called!

A burst of crockpot throws made the famous Yellow Turban Dead Soldier into a roast chicken.

He was stunned that no one was even dead.

Who has ever seen such a battle?

Anyway, they haven't seen it, let alone heard of it.

If there are really any casualties, it is Zhao Dazhui.

This guy fell off his horse and flashed his waist when he chased the defeated army, perhaps the only casualty in this battle.

Putting aside this casualty, this time Guo Jia did create a miracle.

A miracle to defeat the enemy with zero casualties.

Although it seems that the credit belongs to those crockpots, the crockpots are also made by Lord Taishou.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a small crockpot could have so much power.

"Lord!"

Yu Ban said in a low voice: "There are too many captives this time, we have to deal with them as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

There were only 4,000 of them, but they were carrying 20,000 prisoners, and there were more than 100,000 people of Zhang Bao in Wuji County in the distance, and 4,000 people had to fight and guard the prisoners, which was indeed a little nervous.

That's a good point!

Guo Jia nodded with a smile.

Seeing Guo Jia nodding, Yu Ban breathed a sigh of relief.

Naturally, these people can't all be killed, so it's better to send them back for digestion and absorption in various places.

But here's the problem, their forces are very tight, and they can't take out many troops to guard the prisoners.

"Lord!"

Zhao Yun hugged his fists again; "The subordinates sent these people back to Lunu City safely."

His men were all cavalrymen, and he also captured a lot of horses last time, and took full responsibility for transporting the prisoners.

No more!

Guo Jia smiled slightly and said, "Let them go back by themselves!" ”

What, go back on your own?

The two generals were taken aback and looked at Guo Jia in puzzlement.

How do you go back by yourself?

Could it be that Guo Jia is going to let them go?

Isn't that a pity?

"Lord!"

Yu Ban wanted to say something, but Guo Jia suddenly waved his hand.

"Zhao Da Hammer!"

"The subordinates are here!"

Zhao Dazhui limped out.

I fell off my horse when I was chasing the prisoners just now, and although it was fine, my back still hurt very much at this moment.

But since the lord called him, he also endured the pain.

Although he endured it, this guy still gritted his teeth in pain.

Guo Jia smiled faintly and said, "It's your turn!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Dazhui immediately straightened his chest and strode onto the parade platform.

"Yellow Turban thieves?"

Despite his injuries, this guy is still full of energy.

Crash!

Seeing Zhao Dazhui appear in front of them, the yellow turban captives were smart, their legs couldn't help but tremble, and even more of them were already paralyzed on the ground.

The scene of the Yellow Turbans being burned to death left an indelible impression on them.

After all, they could not have known the power of gunpowder.

They attributed that calamity to God's punishment.

And it was the golden-armored god general in front of him who brought this punishment.

It's strange to say!

These people are not afraid of Guo Jia, the initiator of gunpowder, nor are they afraid of the strict Yu Ban who commands the troops, nor are they afraid of Zhao Yun, who uses a long drive to go straight in.

I was very scared of this straw bale Zhao Dazhu, almost to the extreme.

Seeing this scene, Guo Jia couldn't help but smile.

The reason why he launched a Zhao Da Hammer who can pretend to be forced is also for a psychological tactic.

If you have a way, you can do it, but you can't pretend.

Zhao Da Hammer, who pretended to be forced, became the object of everyone's fear.

"The great god spares his life, the great god spares his life!"

"We are willing to abandon darkness and turn to light, go to the throne of the great god, and become believers in the great god."

"As long as the great god is willing to let us go, we are willing to do everything."

The Yellow Turban captives knelt on the ground and kowtowed, bouncing loudly, very religious.

They have long been scared silly!

Zhao Dazhui was triumphant, and more than 20,000 people kowtowed to him, which was a very faceless thing.

However, pretending to be forced is pretending to be forced, and he still dare not forget what the lord ordered.

Otherwise, if the lord is annoyed in the future and doesn't give him a chance to pretend to be forced, wouldn't Zhao Dazhui be sad?

In other words, in this life, he is counting on pretending to live.

"Ahem, in that case, this God will be merciful and forgive you for your sins."

Zhao Dazhui said seriously.

Thank you, Great God!

The Yellow Turban captives cheered in unison, and some of them burst into tears of excitement.

It's not easy!

They have been praying to God and Buddha for many years, and it is the first time they have had close contact with the great gods.

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living sin is unforgivable!"

Zhao Dazhui's face turned pale, and he said, "This god is going to consciously go to Lunu to accept punishment, are you willing?" ”

Yes, yes!

Everyone nodded their heads.

Joke, who dares not to want to become a roast duck?

Very good!

Zhao Da Hammer pointed at the sledgehammer and said sharply: "Without further ado, leave immediately and go to Lunu to be punished." If you have a different thought, you will not be able to die well! ”

Everyone shuddered in unison and hurriedly shook their heads.

It's too late for them to live, who would dare to disobey the orders of the great gods?

So, a mighty procession left the camp and marched towards the city of Lunu.

In view of the intimidation of the Golden Armor God, these people are very pious along the way, and even if they are not monitored, they do not commit any adultery.

The drama Zhong, who was responsible for receiving prisoners of war, was amazed, and naturally accepted everyone at the moment.