Under the leadership of the eight generals, more than 1,000 White Turban troops poured into the Crusader barracks like a tide, and at this time, there were not many soldiers left behind in the Crusader barracks, and most of them rushed to the aid of God City.

There was no need to explain at all, after the well-trained White Turban Army rushed into the camp of the crusaders, they immediately divided into three groups, and all the way like a bamboo, began to burn and kill with impunity, burning everywhere.

The whites were not savages, there were not so many stone carving artists, and their camps were not built of stone like the barbarians, mainly brick and wood structures, and this kind of structure, with a little arson, was to burn the company camp.

The White Turban Army combed back and forth in the barracks like tigers, and the blazing firelight illuminated half of the sky, blood-red and blood-red, shocking.

On the ground, there were crusader corpses strewn everywhere.

In the face of the wolf-like alliance of the White Turbans, the Crusaders were as vulnerable as lambs without air superiority......

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The alliance White Turban Army has never been so hearty, because the number of people in the barracks is not large, it is estimated that it is about 5,000 people, and these 5,000 people, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.

In less than half an hour, a huge barracks had been reduced to ashes.

This battle not only razed the barracks defending the city of God to the ground, but also swept away the Crusaders' arsenal and provided enough supplies for the White Turbans.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the killing was almost over, and estimating that the reinforcements of the Crusaders should be about to arrive, the Eighth General shouted violently, and immediately, the White Turban Army, which had been divided into countless battle formations to intercept the Crusaders, immediately gathered around the Eighth General without the slightest stop.

There came and went without a trace, and in an instant, more than a thousand White Turban troops disappeared like a hurricane.

When the barracks were quiet, the crusader survivors came out of the corner, and under their eyes, the fire was still burning, and the devastated camp was littered with mutilated limbs and corpses......

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More than a thousand White Turbans disappeared into the nearby forest like ghosts, and everyone's face showed an indescribable look of excitement and an expression of unfinished meaning.

No one thought that the action would be so smooth.

The killing just now gave the Alliance army, which had been contained by the Crusaders, a taste of sweetness, and at this time, they realized that the Crusaders were not as terrible as the legend, they also had weaknesses, and whether they were barbarians or werewolves, their individual combat effectiveness far exceeded that of the Crusaders.

"Brothers, do you still want to kill the enemy?" In the darkness, Wang Fool let out a burst of evil laughter and asked coldly.

"Yes!"

The White Turban Army let out a deep voice, and the voice was full of boiling battle intent and male aggressiveness.

"How?" This time, General Eight did not doubt it, but asked directly. After two successful rounds of sneak attacks, General Eight subconsciously already had trust in Wang Fool. For the Eighth General, the failure of the next mission has become insignificant, because this thousand-mile attack, just destroying the Crusader's spaceship base, such an achievement is enough to go down in history.

"Ambush reinforcements!" Wang stupid word for a word.

"Ambush reinforcements from the galloping barracks?" General Eight asked.

"Yes."

"It's done!"

"Will the brothers be able to support it?" Wang Fool asked.

"Yes!"

The deep voice of the White Turbans was filled with endless strength, and the joy of victory made them not tired in the slightest, and the male hormones stimulated their nerves......

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The White Turbans were divided into two groups, one of which was all werewolves, led by Wang Du, and their mission was to make a surprise attack, disrupt the Crusaders' position, and cut the Crusaders' troops into two parts.

The other group was all barbarians, hundreds of them were responsible for long-range attacks on the back half of the Crusader army, and the remaining hundreds of people were led by the eight generals themselves, charging the head of the Crusaders head-on, forming an encirclement with the werewolf army led by Wang Du.

In the darkness, as soon as the White Turban Army was arranged, in the distance, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves, and the torches stretched for several miles, forming the prototype of a long snake formation.

Judging by the number of torches, the number of crusaders should be around five thousand.

The White Turban Army, ambushed in the grass, held its breath and remained motionless, waiting for the werewolves led by Wang Du to attack.

The Crusader army consisted mainly of infantry, supplemented by a small number of cavalry to clear the way in front. It is worth mentioning here that the Crusaders lacked domesticated dragon horses, and the advantage of cavalry had been lost after the appearance of the spaceship, and the Crusaders lacked more and more attention to cavalry, so even in the City of God, the number of Crusader cavalry was very limited, and at this time, the Crusaders, who lacked ground mobility, began to taste the pain of ignoring cavalry.

"The god of darkness is invincible!"

Just as the crusaders were halfway through the ambush circle, Wang Du flew up from the grass like a spring, and pounced on the dense crusaders first, the chains in his hands making a terrifying whistling sound.

"Fluffy ......"

The chains in Wang Du's hands swept through thousands of armies, and for a while, blood rained and brains shot out.

"The god of darkness is invincible!"

"The god of darkness is invincible!"

"The god of darkness is invincible!"

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Hundreds of werewolves shouted loudly behind Wang Du, a huge roar came out of their mouths, and their battle intent boiled like a raging flame.

There is no doubt that werewolves are the kings of individual combat, they are all one to ten, once they rush into the crusaders at close range, they are like tigers into the flock, their strong jumping ability makes their movements like lightning, their weapons under the strong limbs of the wave, become the demons of hell, just a light wave, is to destroy the withering, light yì through the crusader limbs......

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Just when Wang Du led the werewolves to attack, at the same time, hundreds of archers who had already bent their bows and arrows and were waiting for them immediately fired arrows at the back of the crusader reinforcements.

In the ancient earth, the long snake formation was deduced from the habits of snakes.

There are three variations of the long snake array: one, one hit the snake's head, tail movement, and roll; 2. Hit the snake's tail, move first, bite; Three, the snake body rampage, head to tail, twist!

With these three changes, the long snake array operates, like a giant python attacking, attacking fiercely! The mobility of the cavalry on both wings is the most important, so the best way to break the long snake formation is to limit the mobility of the two wings so that they cannot take care of each other. Therefore, the best way is: pull its head, clip its tail, and cut its waist! The detailed method is to set a trap in our infantry formation, use two infantry phalanxes to cooperate to stop the movement of the opponent's two wings of cavalry, so that it cannot exert its ability to move and be flexible, and then use the strong heavy cavalry to launch a strong attack on its snake-belly infantry, so that its formation is scattered and disorderly! In one fell swoop, the infantry phalanx was defeated and the long snake formation was cut into three pieces, so that the long snake formation was fighting on its own, and it could no longer fight with the cooperation of the three parties, and the formation would not attack and break itself!

Wang Fool arranged the ambush and didn't realize what a long snake formation was, but his ambush had no actual connection with the ancient earth's art of war, but it was a secret combination of the method of breaking the formation.

In fact, the crusaders didn't think of any long snake formation at all, they were just in a hurry to rush to the barracks, intentionally or unintentionally forming a long snake formation, they never dreamed that someone would ambush them halfway.

The appearance of the werewolf plunged the crusaders in the middle into a brief period of confusion.

A few rounds of arrows threw the crusaders at the back into confusion.

The crusaders who were originally running in the front turned around and galloped to the crusaders behind, and just as they turned around and rushed to the back, the eight generals, who had been holding their patience, let out an earth-shattering roar and led hundreds of barbarians to kill the crusaders from behind the turned crusaders......

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This is no longer a war, but a naked slaughter.

When the hundreds of barbarians led by the Eighth General rushed towards the Crusaders, the Crusaders' battle line collapsed in an instant.

Sickness is like a thread, and defeat is like a mountain.

Thousands of Crusaders were intercepted and killed like lambs in the dark wasteland, and the Crusaders had no idea how many enemies they had encountered, as if thousands of troops were chasing and intercepting them, and they never dreamed that only a thousand or so Confederates would ambush them.

The Alliance's White Turbans are in high spirits, chasing down the chaotic crusaders.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood......

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The White Turban Army did not fall in love with the war, and after killing more than half of the 5,000 Crusaders, they immediately withdrew their troops and disappeared into the forest.

The forest is a natural barrier for the White Turban Army.

The White Turbans ran for ten miles, found an open place, and then stopped to rest.

In the darkness, every pair of eyes flashed with unending fanaticism.

"It's a pity we don't have enough people." Wang Stupid sighed.

"What's wrong?" The eighth general was stunned for a moment and asked.

"If we have enough manpower, and then return to God City at this time, we can definitely make them unforgettable and remember our alliance army forever." Wang stupid and laughed.

"We're okay now." A senior officer of the White Turban Army looked at Wang Du with a fanatical expression.

"No, the brothers are not iron-clad, the battle just now, it was already a little reluctant, it was completely by one blow, if you kill back to God City at this time, even if it achieves the effect of a surprise attack, but I'm afraid there are not many who come back alive." Wang Stupid shook his head.

General Eight and a group of senior officers glanced at each other and nodded.

As Wang Du said, at this time, the White Turban Army was already very tired, and many barbarians had just sat on the ground and actually fell asleep.

The eyes of the eight generals fell on the hundreds of werewolves.

The group of werewolves did not show the slightest sign of exhaustion, and were still in good spirits.

Werewolves are hunters by nature and nocturnal warriors.

Although werewolves are not wolves of the ancient earth, they have a lot in common, including amazing endurance.