In any case, this ambush battle was an absolute success, counting the Yellow Turban Army that was burned to death in the jungle at the end, Zhang Fan's army killed more than one million enemies in this battle alone, while its own casualties were only thousands, not even 10,000, this is a big victory!

Bai Ma Yicong had no casualties under the guarantee of steel-level suits and strong force, and the Qiang cavalry squad lost hundreds of casualties, and the biggest casualties were Meng Qing's sword and axe team and the bandit army led by Zhou Cang, these two armies can be regarded as the main force in this battle, they withstood most of the pressure, and the casualties were all two or three thousand.

"Damn the Yellow Turbans!" Meng Qing looked a little annoyed, although in terms of casualty ratio, his own losses were negligible, but Zhang Fan and several others had always regarded these soldiers as flesh and blood and thoughtful people, and now that the army had lost thousands of people, it was inevitable that they would feel distressed.

"This time the Yellow Turban Army is not ready, Zhang Niujiao and Yellow Turban Lux did not show up, and the most mysterious Yellow Turban Warlock is nowhere to be found, next time it will never be so lucky, everyone must be prepared!"

Zhang Fan always thought far-reaching, he was afraid that everyone would take it lightly because of this victory, thinking that the Yellow Turban Army was nothing more than that, so he took a dose of preventive injection in advance to avoid falling off the chain when he got it.

Everyone nodded their heads in understanding, and although they remained optimistic about the next big battle, they were still very cautious and would never underestimate the enemy.

Zhang Fan's victorious army returned in the sun, and the morale was extremely high, while on the contrary was Zhang Niujiao, who was now thundering and roaring!

"Rubbish, what rubbish! Can't even the enemy's 100,000-strong army be stopped by more than a million people? If you can't stop it, you can't even entangle them for a while, so I can't lead the army to wrap it? ”

At this moment, Zhang Niujiao looked a little gray-faced, his clothes were scorched black, and he kept coughing while talking, he personally led the army through the woods to encircle Zhang Fan's army, but in the end he was besieged in the sea of fire, although he broke out desperately by force, but he still looked wolf-bèi, how could he still have the demeanor of the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai?

"The chaotic army is indeed elite, and there is even the ace army of Bai Ma Yicong, plus we were ambushed, and we will be defeated if we are caught off guard for a while, and we will never be next time!"

Some players explained that all the soldiers under his command have been wiped out, and only he is left with a bare-bones commander here, and he can only serve as a small soldier for the time being.

"White Horse Righteousness? Those cavalrymen on white horses? ”

"Yes!" Someone affirmed: "Their general's name is Zhao Yun, he is a peerless general, it was he who injured General Zhang Yan and killed two Yellow Turban Warriors!" ”

"Can seriously injure Zhang Yan and kill two Yellow Turban wrestlers, this general is indeed brave!"

Zhang Niujiao nodded, and when the Yellow Turban players in the field quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly sneered, and the words changed: "But this is not an excuse for your defeat!" No matter how strong Bai Ma Yicong and Zhao Yun are, there are only more than 1,000 people, but what about you? You have more than a million people, this cannot be mixed up at all, defeat is defeat, there is no excuse to talk about! ”

"But ......"

"Nothing! Be the vanguard in the next battle, and let me see if you can make a comeback! ”

Zhang Niujiao put down this sentence, didn't listen to the players' explanations, and walked straight away and entered the Yellow Turban crowd.

"What's the spirit? It's just an NPC! ”

"People are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads! Who made us choose to join the Yellow Turban camp? The village we have worked so hard to build is still in the hands of the Yellow Turbans, and if we don't cooperate, they may destroy it directly, and then our losses will be great! ”

"It's okay! Anyway, our soldiers have also lost all of them, and Zhang Jiao promised to repay them according to 500 taels of silver per soldier, which is not a loss! The front is the front striker, and there is only one death! ”

"What you said is light, the feeling of death is extremely real, but it is not so pleasant!"

"So what? As a deserter? Now we are all alone, if we become deserters, not only will we not be rewarded and compensated, but the village will also be burned, then we will have nothing, isn't this more uncomfortable than death? ”

"We can find a prince to take refuge in! Cao Cao and Liu Bei can do it, the Yellow Turban Army has no future! ”

"Innocent! How naïve! Who doesn't know the strength of these princes, and there will be fewer people who follow them? We don't have any strength under our hands, and we can't get attention when we go, do you have the courage to be a fierce general? ”

"Stop fighting! There is never a result in the fighting! In the end, there is only one death, anyway, Zhang Jiao promised that as long as we die, we will not damage our village, and after a day of resurrection, I will be a good man, and when I return to the village, why don't I have the final say? ”

"Indeed it is! But the guy in the storm is too bullying, and it doesn't seem to be a player at all, which makes people feel angry! ”

"That's it! What's wrong with being strong? Can you look down on people if you are strong? This time he will definitely fail, and he will be lost after many days of hard work, which is really happy, hahaha! ”

"That's it, I'm excited when I think of this stubble, we might as well put this action on the Internet, and make a good show!"

"Good! Just what the doctor ordered! ”

……

For a while, countless posts on the official website forum were freshly released, with changeable titles, but only one theme, that is, the battle of the century between tens of millions of yellow turbans and 300,000 troops!

"God Butcher! The god of arrows who is bound to fall! ”

"The ants who are still breathing, the storm is in chaos!"

"Ignorant Chinese people, ten reasons for defeat in the turmoil!"

“……”

Zhang Fan, who has many titles such as "the first village in the world", "the first city in the world", "God of Arrows", etc., has undoubtedly become a big figure in the official website forum, and everything related to him, no matter how big or small it is, can be called a "big event", people have long been accustomed to it, because this man has created too many "firsts" and too many brilliance!

But now this matter is too exciting, Zhang Fan's Dragon Soul team seems to have disappeared after completing the copy of the Songshan War, completely out of everyone's eyes, everyone is guessing what he is doing, gossip love is at its peak, and at this time, when this kind of fierce material is released, a stone suddenly stirs up a thousand waves, so that the eyes of the whole world are gathered here!

10 million yellow scarves against 300,000 troops, which in itself is an excellent selling point!

And one of them has Zhang Niujiao, a historical general like Zhang Yan, as well as the powerful and domineering Yellow Turban Warrior, the mysterious Yellow Turban Warlock, and the millions of people under his command, how powerful and incomparable?

On the other hand, the "Arrow God" who has been in the limelight in recent days and his dragon soul team, plus the god general Zhao Yun in everyone's mind, and the fierce general Yan Liangwen and Chou, although the number of troops is scarce, but the highlights are not weak at all, not to mention anything else, there is a thousand Zhao Zilong's cunzài, and countless people's eyes will gather here!

Countless people are paying attention, and of course, countless people are starting to act, Zhang Fan, who is heading towards the canyon on the road, doesn't know how much change he will bring to the course of the game!