Lu Yao took Cai Yan and went to the left flank of the Yellow Turban Army under the escort of Li Daniu and a thousand archers. I ate sweet potatoes, wore a goose feather armor, danced a mountain axe and rode a horse back and forth in the chaotic camp, covered in blood, but the spirit was quite vibrant.

"Alliance leader." I ate sweet potatoes and saw Lu Yao bring people over, reluctantly stopped fighting, rode a horse to meet him, panting and laughing: "It's the first time to kill so painfully." My hands are soft, but it's so cool. ”

"Take a break and do it quickly. Now that they are fighting the iron blood, they are probably about to succeed. Lu Yao smiled and looked up at Dongjun, who couldn't see a shadow fifty miles away.

The player's biggest advantage is that he is agile. As early as waiting for the more than 200 members of the alliance to arrive, Lu Yao arranged for the righteous iron blood and the thief to run quickly to lead a few hundred members, a total of 100,000 troops, to secretly leave the Changshe and go straight to Dongjun. And he and I ate sweet potatoes and three other future high-level leaders led the army, and when the more than 200 members arrived, they set off immediately. With Fu Hu and their twenty scouts who were accustomed to walking the mountains and forests to lead the way, the army traveled day and night along the way, and finally met the Yellow Turban army fifty miles outside Dongjun according to the plan.

Then there is the attack camp that Lu Yao used most easily.

Fu Hu and other twenty Jiuli barbarians are comparable to special forces. They were divided into three routes, each with Lu Yao and others, and took advantage of the night to touch the left and right wings and the front of the Chinese military camp, and cleanly shot over the Yellow Turban soldiers on duty at night and opened the camp gate. At this time, Lu Yao and others used the alliance channel as a means of communication and launched it at the same time.

The 200,000-strong army instantly stunned the unsuspecting Yellow Turban army. In terms of strength, these 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers are all elites carefully selected by Zhang Bao. Otherwise, it will not be possible to achieve the tactical goal of delaying the opponent. However, Lu Yao's side first seized the lead, and then crushed it strongly with a numerical advantage, and at the same time ordered Zhao Yun and Cai Yan to lead the army all the way to the Chinese military tent to execute the beheading.

Without Bu Ji, the 100,000 elite dragons of the Yellow Turban will have no leader, and they will not be able to find soldiers, and soldiers will not be able to find generals. The ten-mile company camp was in disarray. Until now, it has not been able to organize an effective counterattack.

The massacre continued until the early hours of the morning. In this battle, less than 40,000 of the 100,000 Yellow Turban elites were left to escape. The three of us ate sweet potatoes and completed their own tasks, and came over to meet Lu Yao together. They were as tired as dogs, and their bodies were completely red with blood, but everyone was smiling.

They've never tried to kill so hard. A total of 200,000 troops, with less than 20,000 casualties, defeated a full 100,000 Yellow Turban elites and beheaded more than 50,000. For the first time, they felt Lu Yao's strength.

Simple, brutal, but extremely efficient.

Fu Hu and the other twenty Jiuli barbarians opened the camp gate as easily as special forces. Zhao Yun led the iron cavalry to rampage all the way, unstoppable, and simply broke through the ten-mile company camp. Let them feel the toughness of a first-class player for the first time.

"Are you tired?" Lu Yao smiled and watched me eat sweet potatoes, and the other members in the distance were also as tired as dogs, so they didn't care about finding a clean place to rest, so they simply sat down on the spot and joked with each other about the battle just now.

"Tired, but refreshing." I eat sweet potatoes and laugh.

"There is something even cooler next, Dongjun fifty miles away is still waiting for us to receive it, can it hold on?" Lu Yao asked with a smile.

The three of us who ate sweet potatoes suddenly perked up, and the chickens nodded their heads again and again. Calculating the time, the righteous iron blood and the thief ran quickly, and disguised as the Yellow Turban to break the army and knock on the gate of Dongjun according to the original plan. A lot of meritorious prestige is right in front of you, even if you are tired to death, you have to keep up. After this village, I don't know if there is such a cool thing in the future.

"Let them hurry up and rest, there is no need to pack up the loot such as grain and grass, and it is not too late to clean up after taking Dongjun."

"Understood."

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Outside the Dongjun City, the righteous iron blood and the thief ran quickly and led 100,000 soldiers who were already wrapped in yellow scarves to lurk in the woods a few miles away to look at the Dongjun City in the distance.

At this time, the fire of the ten-mile company camp fifty miles away was monstrous, which had already alarmed the garrison in Dongjun City. There are countless torches on the city wall, and people come and go, nervously carrying all kinds of siege materials. The ten-mile company camp is only fifty miles away from the Dongjun City, and once that side is lost, the Dongjun Town will face the danger of being besieged.

"The great gods, they've done it over there, let's get ready too." The thief ran fast and geared up.

According to the plan, she will lead a thousand of her subordinates to open the city gates, and then lead the other members of the army to attack the city. The fight over there is in full swing, and everyone here is itching and impatient. The idea of the thief running fast was immediately supported by the majority of the people.

"Okay, let's get moving." Iron Blood looked back at the distance that almost burned the sky, and nodded without thinking. The great god over there led the team to harvest the merits and prestige to the fullest, and he was also very envious.

The thief ran quickly and lifted his spirits, and immediately summoned a thousand rogues under his command. Compared with the regular army, these rogues are basically the same as the Yellow Turban soldiers. With a yellow scarf wrapped around his head, it's exactly the same.

A thousand rogues disguised as Yellow Turbans quickly appeared in the field of vision of the garrison defending the city under the leadership of the thief Run, and immediately a rain of arrows whistled and landed dozens of meters in front of the thief Run.

"Who's coming?" Buji's lieutenant held the battlements in his hands and shouted loudly. There was panic in his voice. The attack on the ten-mile company camp made him feel bad.

The thief and the other player glanced at each other, and the latter roared at the top of his voice: "Open the gate of the city and let Lao Tzu in." The officers and soldiers of the imperial court are about to be killed. ”

The adjutant general's heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked into the distance. The fire in the distance grew bigger and bigger, almost becoming a fire in the sky. He looked down into the city again. There are about 1,000 people in the city with yellow scarves on their heads, and their armor is different, which is completely different from the officers and soldiers of the imperial court, so they believe it and hurriedly order someone to open the city gate.

The gate opened, and the thief ran and laughed, and a horse's belly rushed over with a thousand streams of water. Soon they arrived at the city gate, and the thief quickly ran to the reins of his horse and shouted, "Array, guard the city gate." ”

A thousand Liukou suddenly transformed, from the original appearance of no fighting spirit to a fierce god and evil, three times and two times to cut down the gatekeepers, poured into the city gate together, formed a circular formation and steadily advanced step by step.

At this time, the adjutant general on the castle tower suddenly heard a woman's cry, and his heart chuckled. There are no female generals in the Yellow Turban Army, only there is Zhang Ning, a female general. Immediately after the screams came from the city gate, his face turned pale and his legs went limp.

"Oh no, I've been tricked. Come and take down the gates. ”

"Kill!"

Seeing the thief running quickly and successfully breaking through the city gate in the distance, Righteous Iron Blood immediately rushed out excitedly. Followed by an army of 100,000 and led by hundreds of players who had fought like chickens, they rushed towards the eastern county town.

At this time, Dongjun has become a mess. None of the Yellow Turban generals who stayed behind thought that Changshe, Guangzong, Julu and Xiaquyang were not captured by the imperial court officers and soldiers, and their own Dongjun was about to be captured first.

Countless Yellow Turban soldiers, under the hysterical urging of various Yellow Turban generals, launched a fierce attack on a thousand rogue soldiers. The thief ran fast and suddenly felt the pressure doubled. Fortunately, Liukou is also a special class of troops comparable to second-order strong soldiers, and they rely on the narrow geographical advantage to defend themselves in combination with the formation, and they will not be able to be broken for a while.

When the righteous iron blood led 100,000 troops to the city, it became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The morale of the garrison in Dongjun suddenly plummeted. At this time, the Yellow Turban generals who were storming the Liukou at the city gate and trying to recapture the city gate suddenly saw the Liukou retreating in front of him, and when he was surprised, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a cavalry roared with thunder, and crashed into the dense Yellow Turban Army along the passage that the thief ran out of.

Shouts of killing erupted. Cavalry has a natural advantage over infantry. There is also a big gap in morale between the two sides. In a short time, the gates were lost. Thousands of cavalry rushed into the city as arrowheads, and the 100,000 troops poured in behind them, laying the foundation for victory in one fell swoop.

When Lu Yao led the army to the city of Dongjun, the thief ran quickly on the city tower and waved excitedly and shouted: "Great god, you are late." ”