Bastard stuff!

Seeing the defeat of the former army, Zhou Cang was furious again.

This contact was only a small temptation.

At the very least, there were 30,000 people in Zhoucang, but there were only three squares in the front formation, and the left and right armies had been standing still in order to contain Zhao Yun's 2,000 cavalry, and only 6,000 front troops could fight.

But Zhou Cang never expected that Yu Ban's 2,000 men and horses would be so strong, and he would defeat his front army of 6,000 people with a single look.

However, Zhou Cang was not worried that although the front army was defeated, it did not affect his entire layout.

Zhou Cang quickly adjusted the formation, let go of the road, and let the rout front army return to the back of the line.

The flag of the Chinese army waved, slowly filling the position of the former army.

The previous battle was just a test, and the official army already knew the reality of the situation.

Although there were only 2,000 people in the camp, their combat effectiveness was much stronger than that of the ordinary Yellow Turban Army.

In this case, Zhou Cang plans to fight a quick battle, the main force against the main force, and the Yellow Turban dead soldiers against the main force of the official army.

The Yellow Turban Dead is the killer weapon of the Yellow Turban Army, and once it is sacrificed, it will be invincible.

"Chinese army, dispatch!"

Zhou Cang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he waved the command flag in his hand.

As his order flag was unfurled, the Yellow Turban Dead Soldiers of the Chinese Army strode forward.

In the Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban Dead are a special class of soldiers, and in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, they are mysterious beings.

These people are infinitely powerful and brutal, and once they start to move, they don't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy at all, so when the Yellow Turban Dead Soldiers are dispatched, the other disciples are far away.

"Huang Tianbu is coming, the world is invincible!"

The Yellow Turban Dead Soldiers shouted slogans, put charms on their heads, and some took out the gourd on their waists and swallowed the medicinal wine inside.

Leaning less, his eyes flashing a bewitching red, he galloped forward slowly.

It started out a little slowly, quickly became rapid, and eventually became insane.

……

Is this the Yellow Turban Dead?

Guo Jia on the lookout looked at the Yellow Turban dead soldiers rushing in surprise, and a wave of contempt flashed in his heart.

Originally, he thought that the Yellow Turban Dead Soldier was so powerful?

It turned out to be a drug-addicted madman.

I don't know what they have in their gourd, but when you think about it, you know that it's a drug that stimulates potential.

In this way, the potential of the pawn is unleashed for a while, but with it comes the inevitable risk.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Guo Jia's mouth.

"Artillery preparation, let these drug-addicted maniacs see what it means that science and technology determine productivity."

Promise!

Zhao Dazhui was overjoyed and immediately organized the artillery to begin assembling the return cannon and carrying the shells.

In the battle just now, Guo Jia intended to test Yu Ban's ability, so he didn't let the artillery appear.

But this time it's a little different.

On the opposite side is a group of drug-addicted madmen, and Guo Jia can't afford to sacrifice his soldiers.

"Forbidden!"

Guo Jia said suddenly.

"The subordinates are here!"

Yu Ban immediately fell to his knees.

After seeing the condition of the dead man in the Yellow Turban, Yu Ban's heart was very heavy.

It can be seen that these people have been emotionally bound and turned into pure tools of killing, without fear, without fear, without pain.

It's about to be a tough battle!

However, with Zhao Yun's cavalry on the side, the battle situation can still be controlled.

One thing is for sure, he will fight to the last minute.

"Defend the walled city, don't let these people break in, can you do it?"

Guo Jia asked with a smile.

What the?

Yu Ban was stunned for a moment, and looked at Guo Jia puzzled.

In the face of the onslaught of the Yellow Turbans, the best way for the officers and soldiers to deal with them was to send out cavalry to attack them from the flanks and snipe at the positions of the infantry.

One is to drain the enemy's sharpness, and the other is to inflict damage on the enemy.

Yu Ban already has a draft in his heart.

He intended to divide the camp into three parts, each part of a position, and a battlefield for each position.

This is also the most accurate preparation he has made.

But what Yu Ban didn't expect was that Guo Jia actually asked him to strictly guard the walled city?

This......

Yu Ban was puzzled.

In the face of the impact of the Yellow Turban's dead soldiers, this kind of camp can't last long at all, rather than being trapped and dying, it is better to split and snipe in sections.

"Lord ......"

Yu Ban wanted to say something, but saw Guo Jia wave his hand.

"The outside affairs will be handed over to Zhao Zilong, the inside things will be handed over to you Yu Wenze, and the rest will be handed over to the artillery."

Artillery!

Yu Ban squinted at those busy figures out of the corner of his eyes.

In the first battle of Lunu City, he was ordered to garrison the Dock Fort, but he did not participate, nor did he see the power of gunpowder, everything that day was hearsay.

I've long heard that the lord is playing with some strange things.

Could it be those bottles and cans?

As a veteran of the battlefield, Yu Ban doesn't think that those bottles and cans can play any role.

He still believes in his army.

But since the lord said so, he can't disobey it.

Even if what Guo Jia said was wrong, Yu Ban would faithfully implement it, this is his attitude.

As a result, the soldiers in the camp all widened their eyes and looked at this group of busy artillerymen.

Although there are only about 100 people, these people are very flexible.

"Wind direction determined!"

"Orbit Determined!"

"The gun truck is debugged!"

"Tinder ready!"

"The water source is ready."

"The shells are ready!"

As the password sounded, more than 100 people were ready, and Zhao Dazhui, who was the leader, waved the flag of the red flag against Guo Jia on the lookout.

Very good!

Guo Jia nodded.

In this artillery unit, he has poured a lot of effort into it.

The sparrow is small, but it has all kinds of organs.

This artillery is Guo Jia's killer weapon, so naturally it can't be taken lightly.

Looking at Yu Ban, who was forced to look at him, Guo Jia smiled slightly and said, "A hundred steps ahead, the incendiary bomb is projectile." ”

As he spoke, he waved the flag in his hand.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Dead also came within range.

"All gunners ready, fire incendiary bombs!"

Zhao Dazhui roared, and the flag in his hand was unfurled.

Thirty artillery wagons roared in unison, and incendiary bombs were thrown out of the camp.

This is......

Yu Ban was stunned.

Zhou Cang was stunned.

The Yellow Turban thieves were also stunned.

They have seen the stone throwing truck, but the stone throwing is a stone, and the projectile has the effect of hair?

Are the officers and soldiers stupid?

Don't use powerful stones, use these crockpots?

Yu Ban was also a little puzzled, the stone-throwing cart could come in handy when defending the city, but in this case, there was something powerless.

Just when they were wondering, the crockpots had already arrived on the heads of the Yellow Turbans.

Bang bang bang!

The crockpots exploded violently, forming a cloud of fire in mid-air, quickly enveloping the Yellow Turban Dead.