The huge contrast, like a demon seed, sprouted in Cao Cao's heart. Extreme jealousy, deep in his heart, erupted like a volcano.

"Ahh

There was a roar of rage, accompanied by the spread of fire. For a time, the killing machine was like thunder, and it soared for 90,000 miles. Its power is ten thousand, like a catharsis of nine days of thunder.

Cao Cao plugged his hands into his hair. Facing the huge sea of fire, its eyes were blood-red, and there seemed to be a flame burning inside, gradually rising.

"The army retreated."

"No."

In a short moment, the fire grew even higher. It's monstrous, and it's out of control. A terrifying heat wave approached, forcing Cao Cao to retreat.

Cao Cao, who is well versed in the art of war. It was immediately understood that after the fire, the siege of Changsha was lifted.

"Drive."

Five thousand cavalry, like dragons and horses, like the wind. Returning to the original way, the high fighting spirit and spirit did not drop in the slightest. All the way south.

Cao Cao used troops at the beginning, but he was like an arm for the 5,000 army.

"Drive."

……

"Phew."

As soon as he grabbed the reins of the horse, the black horse braked sharply, its front hooves soared into the air, and the whole horse instantly stood upright.

"Herod."

With a loud nose, the front hooves of the black horse fell to the ground, and the strong and powerful hooves were nailed to the ground like nails. Ying Fei's left hand was raised, and he shouted, "The army stops advancing and rests on the spot."

"No."

"Whoa."

The wolf ran for dozens of miles, and Wei Wushu was miserable. If it hadn't been specially trained, I am afraid that the army would have been abandoned by this time.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong......"

Untie the water bag and pour it down your throat. After being burned by the fire, all of them were somewhat short of water.

"Shia."

"My lord."

Putting down the water bag, he glanced at Shi A, and said, "Lead the iron sword and keep watch around."

"No."

Fierce fighting, desperate escape, Wei Wushu was exhausted. At this moment, the only thing that can be used is the Iron Sword Deadman.

Wei Wushu went all the way to the west, and he didn't see Guo Jia and the others at all. This made Ying Fei very anxious, and Wei Wushu, who was half depleted with two thousand combat strength, could not protect his safety at all.

Once the Yellow Turban is defeated, or the Yellow Turban is resurrected, the consequences will be unimaginable.

……

The fire was scorching hot, and it burned for three days and three nights. Due to the potential threat around him, Wei Wushu has been dormant for the nearest time, waiting for the fire to be extinguished.

"Whew."

A strong wind struck, blowing smoke and dust, filling the four wilds. The entire Changsha was gray, and I couldn't see the sky when I raised my head.

"Phew."

Reach out and cover your eyes and spit out a mouthful of dust. Cao Cao's little eyes flickered, and he looked at the Changshe five miles away, and his heart was spinning around.

"Poof."

The sword was unsheathed, Cao Cao turned his head to drink, and said: "The army buries the pot to make rice, and when the sky clears, the soldiers will enter the Changshe."

"No."

Active in Kyoto all day long, Cao Cao has a unique view of politics. He knew that this expedition was a political show at all.

Young and hot-blooded, it has long passed away with the wind. In the year of its establishment, Cao Cao became more practical. This is an opportunity, a shortcut to ascend to the Han court and become an important minister of the three dukes.

Exploits.

It is the only weight, and it is Cao Cao who dares to lead 5,000 cavalry, and the driving force behind the development of the army is long, and the weak attack is strong. And this time, after a thousand miles of trekking, the battle achievements were not achieved at all.

A feast of fire extinguished Cao Cao's dreams one by one.

At this moment, he can only be familiar with his face and make friends with Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun to increase his influence. These two people are famous in the sea, and they are the existence that Cao Cao can look up to.

With the influence of Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun and others, once they join the army, they will inevitably be able to leap up and become the pillar of the Han army.

In his small eyes, he was as bright as the sun.

……

The other side.

Ying Fei's eyes sank slightly, looking at the ashes of the grass and trees all over the mountains, and the corners of her mouth lifted a touch of pride. The burning of the long shrine will be a medal in his life, and it will also be the foundation of his standing.

"Wei Liang."

"My lord."

Glancing at it, embarrassed, and a little unsightly Wei Liang, he smiled and said.

"Bury the pot to make food, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the soldiers will enter the Changshe."

"No."

For a while, smoke rose everywhere. Cooking in the army was extremely simple, a few stones were piled up, and it began. Three quarters of an hour later, the smell of rice wafted.

……

The sun shines in the sky, shining on the heavens and the earth, and the heat wave sweeps everywhere.

"Boom."

With a flicker of eyes, Ying Fei stood up, looked in the direction of the Changshe, and said.

"Let's go."

"No."

Three thousand, embarrassed, their armor smoky and shabby. Trek all the way along the official road and gallop away.

After continuous battles, the army was exhausted. The three thousand Wei warriors, both physically and mentally, were exhausted.

"Sss

Looking at the remains of the Yellow Turban Camp, Ying Fei stopped. When I looked up, the ground was covered with ashes, and the whole world was gray.

The strong smell of burning, accompanied by an unrecognizable corpse, was a mess.

"Gross."

Huge taste, pungent to the mouth. Some people couldn't stand it anymore and threw up on the ground. Three thousand Wei warriors, at this moment, are no longer demons who kill people without blinking.

The sound of vomiting, wave after wave, came and went. Ying Fei's eyes were cold, and she shouted.

"Forward."

"No."

In response to the sound, there is weakness, and it is sparse. Wei Wu stroked, and some people vomited and couldn't even straighten their waists. No one would have expected that the fire would be so cruel.

Enduring the pungent stench, the army marched forward. Ying Fei walked at the forefront, looking solemn. He knew that this was Wei Wushu, and his military discipline was strict.

If it were other armies, I am afraid that they would have mutinied long ago.

"Come, stop."

A loud voice sounded from the city wall, stopping the advancing Wei Wu.

"Whoosh."

On the city wall, a strong man commanded the soldiers, bent the bow and arrows, and the spearhead was pointed directly at Wei Wushu.

"Presumptuous!"

Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and his anger flashed, and he shouted towards the strong man, saying. traveled thousands of miles by himself, all the way just to relieve the siege of Changshe.

risked nine deaths and a lifetime, gambled with his life, and relieved the siege of Changshe. However, at this time, the army arrived, but it was targeted by arrows.

"Let Zhu Jun come out and answer!"

With anger in her heart, Ying Fei's tone gradually became cold. He didn't leave any affection at all, and bluntly said Zhu Jun's name, completely tearing his face.

"Archer, prepare."

When the strong man heard this, he shouted at the archer and said. "Squeak." The bowstring tauts and squeaks. The atmosphere is condensed, and there are many signs of imminent development.

"Put it away."

Just as the saber was rattling, a vigorous and powerful shout resounded in the sky. The soldiers of the city, with respectful faces, put down their bows and arrows.

"General Huangfu."

Huangfu Song walked all the way, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He glanced at the strong man, shouted angrily, and said.

"Open the gates."

"No."

At this moment, the strong man trembled, stammered a little, and said, "General, I ......"