As soon as it came out, Ying Fei's thoughts were clearer. The theory of eight wins and eight defeats has strengthened its confidence.

"Phew."

As soon as he grabbed the reins of the horse, the front hooves of the black horse soared into the air, and suddenly an upright one came. Even people and horses leap in the air, its momentum is like thunder, and it has the power of ten thousand jun.

"Herod."

With a snort in mid-air, the black horse landed its front hooves with great spirituality. In this process, its movements are fast and its legs are powerful, and its strong legs give people a strong beauty.

"Teng."

Dust splashed under the hooves and flew away. Ying Feixing's eyes twitched and looked ahead.

……

Huge city walls, painted vermilion. In the gray sky, there is a touch of bright red. On the city wall, there are rows and rows of Taiping Dao soldiers.

The top is shaky yellow, and the bottom is red like blood. Chaoyang County, a lonely city, is speechless. There was silence, a silent plea of voice.

The plains are so wide that you can't see through them at a glance. On the mighty plain, Yingfei's leading army stood in the northwest corner of the plain.

His eyes froze, and his heart sank slightly. The vast plains are a good battlefield for head-to-head battles. Once more than 200,000 yellow scarves come out together, they are bound to be endless.

Within a few miles, there are yellow turbans. The 20,000 foot soldiers under his command are simply not enough to fight in the water.

"My lord."

Wei Liang turned his head and was a little silent. He looked towards Ying Fei and said: "Since Wei Wu died, Zhao has hung up the exemption card in the fourth year, and the four gates of Chaoyang County have been closed, and he has never taken a step."

"No problem."

Whispering, Ying Fei's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "The army continues to advance and is stationed three miles away from the city!"

"No."

Nodding yes, Wei Liang turned his head, shouted, and said, "Most of the capital has an order, and the army continues to advance!"

……

"Kill."

The shouting of killing rushed into the sky and shot directly at the bullfight. Ying Fei gave an order, and the army quickly advanced.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared between heaven and earth. The duel between yellow and black, under the reflection of the vermilion city wall, the three colors are as hot as fire.

A black torrent, like an arrow. With a chilling murderous aura, he pounced on Chaoyang County. One step at a time, each step falls, and the army is even more murderous.

"Whew."

In the end, three miles away. The momentum of the army is like a rainbow, and there is gradually the sharpness of the tiger's spirit, and its killing machine is monstrous and extremely powerful.

"Phew."

As soon as he strangled the black horse, Ying Fei's left hand rose like lightning, and he shouted.

"Stop."

More than 20,000 troops, stop immediately. The left foot stepped down and landed violently.

The sound was resonated, and it was turned up more than three hundred times at once. The soles of his feet stomped on the ground, like an ancient giant mountain, which fell with a bang, like a meteorite falling from the sky, falling from the atmosphere.

"Boom."

All of a sudden, Chaoyang County, shocked. The Taiping Daoists on the city wall, their eyes were like eagles, staring at the city, not daring to be negligent.

The Yellow Turban soldier's body tensed, and his expression was solemn. Zhao Sisi's tiger eyes widened, looking at the army under the city, and his heart was filled with horror.

An army of 23,000 is a fraction of a fraction of a many, facing an army of 200,000. didn't change his face, not to mention that he was still sitting in a strong city.

At this moment, Zhao Sisi wanted to ask Ying Fei about his courage. With less than 30,000 people, they dare to fight head-on.

……

"Dick."

"Qu Shuai."

Glancing at the second child, Zhao Si Si Ran drank and said, "Rolling wood, rolling stones, complete?"

"All."

glanced at the Han army under the city, angrily, and said, "Where are the archers?"

"Yes."

The Yellow Turban Archers raised their arms and shouted angrily, their momentum menacing. Zhao Sisihu roared and said.

"Ready."

The eyes were as red as blood, murderous, and the frightened Yellow Turban soldiers were terrified. All the soldiers on the city wall raised their arms and shouted angrily.

"No."

……

"Squeak, squeak, squeak......"

Pulling the bow and arrows, the head was aimed at Yingfei and the others under the city. The sharp killing machine shot straight down, and the aiming was completed in an instant.

An army of 20,000 is not a small number. As for the matter of camping, Ying Fei did not worry about it.

In the army, there are warriors like Dian Wei Rusi, peerless wise men like Guo Jia, and Wei Liang, the commander of Wei Wushu. It is not his turn to settle the camp.

The camp is located in the middle of the Tianyuan position, facing the west gate of Chaoyang. Ying Fei's big tent is connected to the west gate of Chaoyang on a line.

The entire camp is centered on the Shuai tent, with seven stars inside, guarding Tianyuan. There is a gossip town and its situation, and then there is a nine-square grid to block the camp as a defense.

The camp layout is from Guo Jia's hands. The whole battalion was camped step by step, one link after another, and it was extremely tight. Sharp inside and outside, sharp and hidden.

It can be said that this big camp looks ordinary from a distance, but it has its own way up close.

"Lord, what is this formation?"

Standing beside Ying Fei, Guo Jia's eyes flashed and said. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't hide his smugness.

"Seven stars are supplemented, gossip is the foundation, and the nine palaces are helping its momentum, once the enemy attacks at night, the big array is launched, and there will be no place to die."

Ying Fei turned her head to look at Guo Jia, smiled, and said, "There is a formation in this array, and it is very deeply hidden, and it is the transformation of the realm in the array!"

"Haha......"

Guo Jia smiled, and a touch of indifference flashed in his eyes. For the military side, it has a slight gain.

……

"Bong-hyo, please."

"My lord, please first."

The two exchanged pleasantries, and they walked into the camp step by step. The big tents in the camp are sporadically located, and there is a tendency to change the stars.

Its potential is tortuous, and it is ever-changing. Two people, one step at a time, walked through the winding path. kept moving forward, and finally walked into the big tent.

In the big tent.

A huge map is attached to a huge bookcase. Walking into the big tent, Ying Fei's eyes were staring at the map, and her fingers were drawing flexibly.

"This Zhao has been fortifying the city for four years, and he has not come out. More than 200,000 troops, occupying a city. This city will be crowded with people, all of them men. ”

"In the fourth year of Zhao, since he relied on this to strengthen the city, he will have enough grain and grass. And our army traveled thousands of miles, and the supply lines were interrupted. All the way is needed, and everything is obtained by plundering. ”

"It's protracted, and our army can't afford it. In the face of such a general trend, why do you think? ”

……

"Chaoyang City is the only lonely city on this plain. After several years of maintenance, Chaoyang County has become the largest fortified city in Qiancheng County except for Qiancheng County. ”

The corners of Guo Jia's mouth twitched slightly, and a shocking killing intent was hidden in it. Drawing the map for a while, he said: "The strength of the rising sun, there are few cities in Qiancheng County, which can be compared."

"For today's plan, the only way is to lure the enemy out of the city, and with the courage of Dian Wei, he will take the city."

"Kill the city?"

Hearing this, Ying Fei's eyes flashed. All kinds of thoughts in my heart are repeated. One thought is born and dies, and one thought remains. All kinds of thoughts, tumbling in the depths of the heart.

"Hmm."

After a moment of silence, Ying Fei nodded. Ying Fei has no good plan for this matter. Zhao couldn't shrink in four years, leaving Guo Jia and others helpless.

……

"The yellow turban is just a rabble, the lord doesn't have to be afraid!"

After being silent for a while, Guo Jia arched his hand towards Ying Fei and said. His words are not comforting, but assured. The Yellow Turban's combat power is insufficient, and he is not Yingfei's opponent at all.