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When Zhang Jiao took a step on the high altar and danced his sword, the wind blew.

It was still the end of July, when the weather was hot, and a cool breeze suddenly rose, and the flag horns fluttered to the south. As the wind rose, large expanses of white clouds converged from all directions, quickly approaching, colliding, and rubbing.

Wipe! A golden light lit up under the dim clouds. Immediately after that, I heard "Boom! There was a loud bang, but a muffled thunder rose out of thin air.

The sky had changed, and the last moment, the sun was still shining, and the cloudless summer turned into dark clouds in an instant, with lightning and thunder.

"The hour is almost up!" Looking at the turbulence of the world and the thunder and lightning, Zhang Jiao's face was still calm.

At this time, he was wearing a magic robe, exuding his feet, and his face had already been smeared with a lot of cinnabar, looking really crazy. However, such madness is just a misunderstanding by outsiders.

In fact, madness is absolutely unavoidable throughout the casting process. As a spellcaster, he must calmly maintain his mind and control the heavens, like walking a tightrope, gathering the power of heaven and earth to achieve the results he wants. This is a delicate job, and its degree of trouble is not much worse than that of the eldest girl embroidering peonies.

At this time, Zhang Jiao must remain calm no matter what.

Actually, he did the same. and also got the cooperation of his disciple Zhang Sheng.

"Sacrifice!" Just when Zhang Jiao was everywhere, as if he had a soul in his heart, Zhang Sheng's heart suddenly had an understanding. He shouted loudly, and ordered his wrestlers to pick up the broadswords in their hands and slash at the necks of the officers and soldiers who had been chosen as sacrifices.

"Boom......" Two hundred and twenty-two snow-white steel knives were raised in unison, and a silver light turned in the air like a match, and then slashed down, flying a head, and raising two hundred and twenty-two scarlet fountains. The fountain rose into the air and sprinkled the white cloth at the bottom of the altar, dyeing the white streaks of snow red.

This is only the first batch, followed by the second batch, and then the third batch......

When all the sacrifices were slaughtered and their blood was sprayed, the white cloth under the four dimensions was already crimson, and there was no trace of white.

"The wind is blowing!" Zhang Jiao let out a loud shout, and he pointed his sword at the blood cloth in the north.

The blood cloth flew high, the sky on his body, and then spontaneously combusted without fire. As this blood cloth turned to ashes, the wind from the north became stronger and stronger, and the wind carried an endless smell of depression, which was louder and louder, and it made people's hearts chill.

"Cloudfall!" Zhang Jiao drank again.

The tip of his sword turned west, but he saw the blood cloth under the altar on the west side fly high, spontaneously combusting in mid-air, just like in the north, and turned into ashes in the sky, and before the ashes fell, all the people saw the white mist rising from the other side of the Pan River, turning into a vivid wave of fog and sweeping by.

After the waves, the whole world turned into a white expanse, and the heavy water vapor increased the coldness of the fog, and people were even more shocked to realize that the bone-piercing cold had invaded their clothes.

At this time, the clothes became heavy and cold, and I couldn't tell how uncomfortable it was.

However, Zhang Jiao's movements did not stop.

"Frost Solstice! Come on ice! With a loud roar from Zhang Jiao, the blood cloth on the east and west sides flew into the sky, burning as before, evolving into a sky full of frost and fluttering snowflakes.

It was cold, and suddenly it turned from a scorching summer to a cold winter. The whistling north wind blew and rolled up the snow. The white mist condensed in the cold wind, clinging to the soldiers' bodies and condensing patches of frost armor.

"It's done!" Seeing all this, feeling the ice in the air, Zhang Jiao's face showed a satisfied smile.

Immediately, he looked at Zhang Sheng, Zhang Sheng understood what he meant, and immediately ordered loudly: "Send troops, let's fight those two bastards!" ”

Because of Zhang Jiao's orders in advance, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army have prepared some warm clothes and runic paper to protect them from the cold, so the weather caused by Zhang Jiao does not have a great impact on them.

So, they struck.

At this time, Cao Cao and Sun Jian didn't know all this.

The wind passed coldly from the camp in Zhang Jiao. The thunder rang out, and the thunderbolts came one after the other, but instead of going down, there was a sudden fog. The fog filled the entire heaven and earth, covering the area of the boundary bridge for a hundred and ten miles. Whether it is Cao Cao's camp or Sun Jian's Dazhai, it is no exception.

"It's a very abrupt fog." Susan frowned slightly as she looked at the unusual climate.

"A yang is born in winter, and a yin is born in summer! This was also normal...... After all, there have been more abnormal climates in recent years, so it's no wonder...... Maybe it was just an accident. ”

Cao Cao didn't think much more about this. It's just a simple anomalous weather change.

However, looking at this white and vast scene, Cao Cao's heart moved, and he felt that this might be a place where he could take advantage of it.

"Send someone to inform the station. Anyway, looking at it these days, everyone has already judged where Zhang Jiaojun is. Now the white fog is vast. I think this may be an opportunity for us. Cao Cao instructed his men.

Susan listened to it and couldn't help but be surprised: "You want to ...... Sneak attack on Zhang Jiao? ”

"Yes! The ...... who is not in sight at the moment As long as we are careful, Zhang Jiao is afraid that we will not even be able to find out under their camp. Zhang Jiaojun's military camp was too large and well defended. If it weren't for the weather, we would have wanted to attack him directly, it would have been too difficult. There is too much difference in strength for us to win. Cao Cao nodded and replied with a sigh.

Too few troops is a problem, and a big one. Originally, Cao Cao didn't think much of it, but now it seems that this problem is too uncomfortable.

"That's a downside for us. But the current fog has turned our shortcomings into advantages. I think it's hard for Zhang Jiao to spot us under such a thick fog. Cao Cao's mind changed quickly.

"That's ......," Susan admits Cao Cao has a point.

After carefully thinking about the current situation between the enemy and us, she had to admit that Cao Cao's current move was the key to breaking the situation: "Once Zhang Jiao's camp is broken, more than 100,000 Yellow Turban troops will release ducks, but I am afraid that most of them will disappear after fleeing." You must know that behind them is the boundary bridge. ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! That's what I thought! Cao Cao nodded again and again, and his small figure exuded a temperament called self-confidence.

This temperament makes him look better and better.

"Sure enough, it's the legendary Emperor Wu of Wei! There's really a set. Susan is a woman who has a good ability to seduce people. Looking at Cao Cao's performance, a trace of envy flashed in the eyes of Zhu Xinpei, who was following Susan. He knew more about Cao Cao than Susan, the banana man.

At that moment, Cao Cao did not hesitate any longer, he sent someone to inform Sun Jian, and at the same time organized his army.

But before Sun Jian's side could respond, the weather became colder, and large snowflakes fell, making the soldiers in Cao Cao's army tremble all of a sudden.

The original season was the end of July, which was the hottest time of the year, and the soldiers' clothes were already thin, lest they wear too much heat stroke, and where would they have thought that this day would suddenly change from the heat to the winter.

There are really not many people who can support it this time, and even Cao Cao himself can't stay outside. He hid in the tent and ordered the firewood to be raised, and he was frozen in a hurry.

At this moment, he understood that this weather was absolutely abnormal, and he knew that his original idea was impossible to come true.

"Hey...... Let the soldiers hide in their tents first. Cao Cao sighed and ordered helplessly. After all, on this day, with this snow, this battle can't be fought at all.

"How so? Why is this day so weird? Cao Cao was puzzled by this.

However, he still didn't connect the mutation of the weather with Zhang Jiao's spell. Perhaps, there is no such concept in his mind.

So, what he thought of was: "The sky has changed so suddenly, I'm afraid of ...... Neither I nor Zhang Jiao will get any benefit. This hot and cold is afraid of death, and many people will be killed and injured. ”

"Hey...... What a sin! Cao Cao sighed. But before he could have more ideas, his subordinates suddenly came to report in a panic: "Big ...... My lord, the Yellow Turbans have killed you. ”

"What!" Cao Cao was shocked by this. Suddenly, he remembered Zhang Jiao's nickname of "demon", and remembered all kinds of sudden changes in today's weather, and his heart suddenly came to his senses.

Zhang Jiao...... This time, it's all you're playing tricks! Cao Cao waved his fist angrily, his heart was painful, but there was nothing he could do.

He understood that with Zhang Jiao's sudden killing, his battle was definitely a failure.