"When."

A loud roar, with the sound of metal crashing. It sounded in the battlefield, and the front hooves of the war horses under the crotches of Bo Cai and Hua Xiong were raised, standing upright in the air.

The forces that collided with each other suddenly hit the backlash. Ling Bocai and Hua Xiong's war horses, "Oh, oh, oh." "Back off.

"Phew."

As soon as he grabbed the reins of the horse, Bocai's eyes flashed, and the spear in his hand spun rapidly, stabbing out a smear of spear flowers.

"Huh."

An arrow pierced through the crowd and shot at Bocai at once. It was as fast as lightning, and it shot in an instant.

The cold wind hit his back, and the skin of the cold murderous aura stabbed pain. Bo Cai's eyes widened, turned his head and shouted, and said.

"Despicable."

With a big mouth in his mouth, the spear in his hand does not stop. Between the lightning and flint, he met the sharp arrows that were fired.

"When."

A shot to shoot an arrow. However, before Bocai could come back to his senses, Hua Xiong's spear instantly stabbed into his left shoulder.

"Poof."

The sound of metal entering the flesh sounded, a splash of blood splashed, and the wave raised its head to the sky and howled.

"Roar."

……

The pain in the left shoulder was severe, like a huge force, and it suddenly tore. Bo Cai Tiger roared, and the spear in his right hand was handed out at the first time, and its momentum was extremely fast.

Between the lightning and flint, spears pierced the void. Time seemed to have stopped, and all at once it was quiet.

"When."

The spear slammed straight into Hua Xiong, Bo Cai looked up to the sky and snorted, and said, "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky."

Two thousand gold wrestlers did the same action and shouted one after another. Suddenly, the entire battlefield was full of voices in Jiazi and the world.

"Drive."

As soon as the horse's head was adjusted, Bo Cai rushed towards the Han army. At this moment, the main contest ended with Bocai's injury. Both armies are on fire.

"Advance forward and kill Dong Zhuo."

Bocai's eyes flashed, he looked up to the sky and shouted, and said. He led his men and horses and leaped forward.

"Kill."

Two thousand golden wrestlers roared, wielding spears and slaughtering the Flying Bear Army. At the same time, Hua Xiong was not to be outdone. With a spear in hand, he shouted, and said.

"Flying Bear Army, kill the enemy."

Five thousand flying bear troops, eyes red. Glowing like a red lantern, it let out an earth-shattering shout.

"Kill!"

The two elites, just like this, compete head-on, fighting each other. Whether it is Huaxiong or Bocai, he is not a real general.

The two of them simply couldn't give full play to the maximum combat power of the Golden Lux and the Flying Bear Army.

In the use of soldiers, each has its own merits, which cannot be mastered by ordinary people. An army as strong as the Golden Lux is absolutely elite, and it shouldn't be confronted head-on with the Flying Bear Army at all.

As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, one will be injured. It's not even one injury, it's a lose-lose both.

The strong army has its own use of the strong army, and in the face of the endless army, when the three thousand gold wrestlers charge into battle, chisel through a passage, and break through.

In other words, in a great battle, when the battle is in full swing, this kind of strong army is dispatched to behead. At a critical moment, turn the tide of the war in one fell swoop.

This is the use of elites, just like Bocai and Huaxiong, it is simply a waste of resources.

Two strong armies faced each other, with two thousand golden wrestlers and five thousand flying bear armies engaged in hand-to-hand combat. The shouts of killing were incessant, filling the entire heaven and earth.

At the same time, the Yellow Turban soldiers who feinted had already torn apart the resistance of the Han army and killed Dong Zhuo's camp.

"Break through the enemy camp and kill Dong Zhuo."

"Break through the enemy camp and kill Dong Zhuo."

"Break through the enemy camp and kill Dong Zhuo."

……

The sound of the mountains roaring and the tsunami rose from all directions. Quickly agitated and opened, and the majestic pressure, like the tide, was higher than the wave.

……

In the giant deer city, Zhang Jiao stood at the head of the city. Dressed in yellow armor, it shines brightly in the sun. His eyes flickered, and there was a gleam in them.

Zhang Jiao looked at the changes in the situation on the battlefield, the corners of his mouth moved, and he shouted.

"Sun Zhong."

A majestic man like a mountain came out in response, and he bowed towards Zhang Jiao and said.

"General Tiangong."

In the Taiping Road, the rules are strict. Ordinary believers, when they meet Zhang Jiao, they all call them the sect leader, and in the Taiping Dao army, they all call them the general of Tiangong.

"Hmm."

Nodding slightly, a gleam flashed in Zhang Jiaohu's eyes. After glancing at Sun Zhong, he looked at the battlefield outside the city and said.

"The war is raging, and it has reached a difficult place. Thou immediately gathered a large army, and the tree deity was great, and the army in the city was exhausted, pressed up, and defeated the Han army in one fell swoop. ”

"No."

Zhang Jiao has ten volumes of Taiping Technique, however, he knows how to pretend to be a ghost all day long. For more than ten years, he has only learned the ways of Shi Fu and Healer. For military affairs, it has six tricks and no clues.

However, Zhang Jiao has traveled south and north for many years, and he still has some experience, and his knowledge is far higher than that of most people at present.

One force will drop ten.

This principle does not apply only to war. In Zhang Jiao's cognition, anything can be broken by force.

"Drumming."

As soon as Sun Zhong turned around, his eyes shrunk, and he shouted. 200,000 yellow turbans were distributed all over Julu City, and the news could not be conveyed in time only with the help of heralds.

At this time, the drums of war are the only option.

"Knock, knock, knock."

……

The drums of war rumbled one after another, like a storm. The dense drum beat was like hail falling on the iron sheet, and it was scorching all at once.

The mighty drumbeat instantly rushed to the high heavens and swept through the entire Julu City.

……

The first lieutenant in the south of the city, hearing the sound of drums, changed his face, turned his head and shouted, "Quick, gather towards the north gate."

"No."

……

"Quick, gather towards the north gate."

"No."

……

The soldiers in the south of the city, west of the city, east of the city and other places heard the sound of drums, and their faces changed greatly. Everyone gave the same order, and the army of 200,000 people, with the same goal in an instant, gathered towards the north gate.

Zhang Jiaohu's eyes were blood-red, and a touch of red flashed. He shouted angrily towards the army, and said: "The enemy army is outside the city, we have no way to retreat, the Han army is brutal and unkind, and if you encounter it, you will die."

"For the sake of today's plan, we will be the overlord of learning. Breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, just for a war. ”

"Poof."

The iron sword was raised high, and Zhang Jiao suddenly shouted angrily, "Kill!"

"Kill."

"Kill."

"Kill."

……

The shouts of killing were incessant, filling the sky. Zhang Jiao led 200,000 yellow scarves and stepped out of Julu City.

"Squeak."

The gate opened, and 200,000 troops rushed out. Zhang Jiaohu's eyes flashed, and the iron sword pointed forward and shouted, saying.

"Break through the enemy camp and kill Dong Zhuo."

"Break through the enemy camp and kill Dong Zhuo."

"Break through the enemy camp and kill Dong Zhuo."

……

A huge roar, like a trumpet. Resounded throughout the battlefield, and the shouts of 200,000 people in unison were earth-shattering.

"Poof."

Killing a Han sergeant with a face, Zhang Jiao slowly moved forward under the escort of the army. 200,000, this kind of crushing in numbers is simply unsolvable.

Zhang Jiao went all the way forward, and it was simply devastating. It was a one-sided massacre, and it was not difficult at all.