According to legend, in the seven years of drought in Shang Tang, the king of soup bathed in meditation, which made people burn their salaries and sacrifice to the sky, that is, heavy rain!

In all dynasties, there are Qiyu gods and witches, according to the ancient precepts, burning salaries to sacrifice to the sky, in order to seek heavy rain, but they don't know that burning salaries... It's the root of the rainfall!

"What is this! "A yellow turban soldier touched his face and looked at the sky with a stunned expression, could it be the raindrops condensed by the heat wave...

"It's not the heat wave, it's like it's being scorched by the heat, I feel a little cool, yes! It's cold..."One of the Yellow Turban soldiers stood up and said in disbelief.

"If it's cold, and it comes down from heaven, isn't it... It's raindrops! It's raining! The third Yellow Turban soldier reasoned slowly, and suddenly jumped up laughing and shouted.

"The sky has eyes! The abominable arsonist wanted to burn us, but Heaven had mercy on us, and it rained! The fourth Yellow Turban soldier slapped the ground and shouted with tears in his eyes.

"It's raining, it's raining!" A cheer sounded, and Bo Cai also raised his hand to feel the slightly cold raindrops, is this really the sky has eyes, pity us...

"No... This is a deliberate plan by the enemy! Deng Mao's expression was solemn, but with great admiration in his eyes, he said: "This is the magic of the gods!" ”

"Divine Arts?" Bo Cai seemed to think of something, and suddenly patted his head and said: "I always feel that it is impossible for the enemy to drive us to a desperate situation, especially the many people in the city of Changshe, but if it is not a desperate situation!" ”

Bo Cai looked at the city wall suddenly, secretly called a few yellow turban generals, and secretly ordered to go down, Deng Mao attached his ear to the ground, listening carefully, and suddenly his face changed greatly and said: "Formation formation, prepare for battle, enemy attack!" Enemy attack! ”

Deng Mao shouted loudly, the Yellow Turban soldiers were still immersed in the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and suddenly woke up by this shout, the rain in the sky became more urgent, and the heat wave in the distance had a tendency to subside, and it seemed that the fire in the mountains and forests had been suppressed!

Zhu Jun looked at the sky in a daze, there were many droughts, and it had never rained so much, but today... He looked at the picture scroll in his hand again, and the sentence was stubborn! Reinforcements will arrive... Beware of the discord meter! As far as he could see, the continuous rain soaked the scroll, and the ink and wash gathered together, as if forming a smiling face, mocking him: "You have lost a perfect opportunity to destroy the enemy army!" ”

"Yes! The calculation of the great painter is amazing, if I defend the city wall to the death, do not give the Yellow Turban soldiers a chance to breathe, with the heavy rain at this time, the reinforcements are coming, and the Yellow Turban soldiers will be destroyed! But now..."Zhu Jun looked at Bo Cai and Deng Mao, who were quickly lining up to integrate the hearts of the army, and suddenly his eyes showed a glint and said: "It's not too late now!" ”

"All the soldiers obey the order! Swear to the Yellow Turbans and let go of the arrows! Zhu Jun shouted and ordered the soldiers who defended the city, these soldiers had just experienced the joy of the rest of their lives, and were suddenly confused by this sentence.

At the moment when the heads of the soldiers were clouded, Zhu Guan shouted: "Soldiers, treacherous!" The general had long expected that it would rain, and deliberately deceived the Yellow Turban soldiers into gathering under the city, in order to give a fatal blow now, everyone listen to my orders and attack! ”

"It turned out to be the general's strategy!" An archer scratched his head, picked up his longbow and aimed at the Yellow Turban soldiers, who had begun to quickly withdraw from the city walls.

"Kill! Kill this group of bitches, if it weren't for them, how would we have fallen to such a point, kill! A soldier, who had obviously endured it for a long time, shouted from the city wall.

Then a group of archers, neatly lined up, began to shoot arrows, but the Yellow Turbans seemed to have expected them to attack early, and quickly dispersed, out of range, and very few could shoot the Yellow Turbans!

Bang bang bang.... There was a deafening sound in the mountains and forests in the distance, and the Yellow Turban soldiers had just left the range of fire, and waves of arrow feathers flew from a distance along with raindrops, only to see a group of well-equipped cavalry, rushing out of the mountains and forests like leopards and tigers, and just shooting a wave of arrow feathers in their hands.

Immediately shot hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers, Bo Cai watched these cavalry rush out of the mountains and forests, like beasts began to circle around the Yellow Turban soldiers, always staying within the range of the range, they on horseback, bending bows and shooting arrows, it was the first time he had seen such an elite army!

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Rush! Approaching them, the archers are most afraid of melee attacks, as long as they get close to them, they will win, kill them all, and we can flee for our lives! Guan Hai shouted and ordered, Sun Xia's eyes lit up, and he also ordered with appreciation.

Then countless Yellow Turban soldiers rushed towards these cavalrymen, and when the first Yellow Turban soldier came to the side of a certain cavalryman, he said with a hideous look on his face: "Look at your spirits, take your dog's life with one sword!" ”

The cavalryman turned his head sharply to look at the Yellow Turban soldier, his body bent, and the spear that appeared in his hand at some point pierced the heart of the Yellow Turban soldier before the big knife could cut through his body!

Thorn, sting, sting... The sound of spears piercing flesh and blood sounded, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed in front of the cavalry first fell down in shock and fear, and suddenly a Yellow Turban general was covered in blood and shouted: "Damn! Who said they could kill their enemies at close range, they had guns! Back off! Back off! ”

"Run!"

"Run for your life!"

"I can't beat it!"

......

A frightened voice sounded, Deng Mao looked at those calm and indifferent cavalrymen, and said with a look of shock in his eyes: "Like a leopard and like a tiger, a terrible tiger and leopard ride!" Even the Yellow Turban soldiers in their heyday couldn't resist the impact of this wave! ”

Bo Cai, Guan Hai, Deng Mao, Sun Xia, and the four of them, in the resistance of their subordinates, disappeared after entering the forest!

Huangfu Song looked at the four people who left the battlefield, and said with indifference in his eyes: "In front of the tiger and leopard riders, this is no longer a battlefield, but a massacre!" ”

This slaughter was killed from night to dawn, from the fire to the subsidence of the fire, the majestic rain washed the blood all over the ground, the human corpses lay on the ground, and the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield were dragged into the pit one after another...

Huangfu Song looked at this scene, and seemed to remember that in the Jiangxia region, he also led the army to resist the barbarian rebellion, and it was that battle that established his current status, and after this battle, his status will be raised to an unprecedented height!

This is the strategy of careerists! Use war to get everything you want...

"I seem to see another god of war..."Deng Mao's expression was full of fear, and he never forgot the calm and indifferent Huangfu Song, with a group of equally calm and indifferent subordinates, he completely defeated them, without leaving them a trace of face, which can be described as the total annihilation!