Zhang Rao's reaction was not unpleasant, and the countermeasures were also very methodical.

However, with his intelligence, the countermeasures he came up with temporarily, no matter how perfect they were, encountered the tricks that Wang Yu and the old scheming Jia Xu carefully discussed and repeatedly scrutinized, and in the end there was only the end of the scheme, the scheme, and the scheme.

The Yellow Turban generals obeyed the order and left.

In the face of the unbelievable attack, their minds were completely confused, and they could only pin their hopes on their belief in the little heavenly master, so when Zhang Rao showed confidence and courage, they unconditionally obeyed the order.

But Zhang Rao ignored one thing, the camp was too big, although the heavenly fires in the sky kept falling, but compared to a radius of tens of miles, it was actually nothing.

Although the singing and singing at the head of Fenggao City were loud, they could be heard clearly by the front battalion, and when they reached the vicinity of the Chinese army, they were already inaudible, and the rear army could not hear them at all.

Therefore, even when the meteor rain began to fall, the soldiers stationed in the rear camp and the periphery of the Chinese army did not immediately fall into panic. Without the foreshadowing, the soldiers had not had time to be suspicious, and it was the generals and heralds who rushed from the Chinese army to bring panic to them.

"Wang Pengju summoned Tianhuo to raid our army, and the little heavenly master has already resisted it, don't be afraid!"

These soothing words had a certain effect on the former army, which had fallen into chaos. However, the Chinese army and the rear army, which were relatively calm, were like a strong wind blowing, and they set off monstrous waves at once.

"Is this a heavenly fire?"

"What's not Skyfire? You see, there's another one down there. Damn, burn a large area, how is this good? ”

"Oh no, the little heavenly master can't resist anymore, people say that Wang Pengju is the reincarnation of Wuqu Xing, I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems to be true!"

"In the four hundred years of the Han Dynasty, there have only been four champions, and only one in a hundred years, what is not the reincarnation of Wuqu Xing?"

"What to do? What are we going to do? ”

In the thick darkness. The light of the fire was so bright that it could be seen even from a distance. There are relatively few lighting measures inside the company camp, so it is a very special feeling for the people who call the shots.

I saw the firelight flashing in the distance from time to time, and the shadows in the near distance were full of people, all kinds of screams filled the ears, and the reaction was slow. I also knew that the words of appeasement had the opposite effect.

"Don't mess around, the little Heavenly Master is the destiny of heaven. Wang Pengju just took advantage of the raid, and the little heavenly master had just been in the meditation when he woke up! Wang Pengju relied on mana, acted against the sky, disobeyed the yellow sky, and committed a heinous crime! Huang Tian will soon send down the punishment and let him die without ...... Yes! ”

If it weren't for that last scream, the heralds' hoarse shouts would have had some effect, but now. The effect is the opposite.

The sound of the drink stopped abruptly, and the speaker fell down. In the past, there would definitely be people who stepped forward to help them, and if they entered the yellow scarf, they were all brothers, and brothers naturally had to take care of each other. Even if ordinary soldiers refuse. It is also impossible for the personal guards of the generals to abandon their duties.

Now, however, no one dares to come forward to take a look.

Look at the figure that has fallen to the ground and is still struggling. The soldiers were cold, and they involuntarily moved their steps backwards, not daring to turn around.

Heavenly punishment? It must be, right? If it weren't for heaven's punishment, how could a good person suddenly die? A moment ago, he was still yelling in full anger!

"Run!" Someone shouted, and everyone responded quickly, and the Yellow Turbans fled without looking back, as if the next moment, the corpse would turn into a zombie and jump up and eat them.

"Warriors armed with faith are strong, but once the armor of faith is stripped away, they become even more cowardly than before...... The lord really has the ability to penetrate people's hearts. ”

Because no one turned back, no one saw the figure that turned out from behind the tent, no one saw the bow and arrow in his hand, heard his whisper, and no one would see that the fallen corpse had a sharp arrow stuck in its chest!

Shooting sound is not only the name of the official position, one of the eight captains set up by Emperor Wu, but also the name of the army, the bow and arrow unit in the five battalions of the Northern Army, named after it. As the name suggests, that is, in the dark, you can shoot the meaning when you hear the sound, which represents superb archery.

The unit trained by Huang Zhong was trained by this at the beginning. The members of the troop are not as good as their commanders, but they have no problem getting right in the dark.

After landing, the task of the special operations team is to expand the chaos.

Those who try to stabilize the morale of the army, kill!

Those who try to organize troops, kill!

Anyone who tries to set the light on fire, kill!

They didn't even look at the soldiers who began to flee, and after shooting their targets, they quietly chased after the routs, and as soon as someone showed up or spoke to stop them, the arrows would follow them.

Compared with the huge company battalion, no matter how powerful the dozens of snipers that have landed are, the lethality is very small, and it is impossible to comprehensively expand the chaos to the entire company and battalion.

However, the snipers were not the main force of this surprise attack in the first place, and their role was only to expand the chaos.

As time passed, there were more and more fireballs in the sky, and they became more and more dense, looking up at the sky, it seemed as if the entire sky was burning and roaring, and the panic finally spread completely.

The yellow turbans shouted and ran, no one knew where it was safe, but no one would stay where they were, as if the cold hands of the bull and horse would be on their shoulders at a slight pause.

People are scary, scared to death, and those who witness it are certainly scattered, and in this apocalyptic atmosphere, even if they don't see it with their own eyes, they are just as frightened when they hear the screams of others.

Open fire, dark arrow!

Heavenly fire, heavenly punishment!

By the time the chaos began to spread, the direct casualties caused by the special combat team did not exceed five hundred, but the chaos caused was a hundredfold, a thousand times that!

The cries shook the sky, and as the rout intensified, the panic spread faster and faster, and the minions cried and fled into the unknown depths of darkness.

They threw away their weapons and only wanted to move forward, as crazy as when they were inspired by the little Heavenly Master and turned into Yellow Turban Warriors! Only this time, the object of their attack was no longer the enemy, but their own companions.

Whenever something is in the way, they will not hesitate to push it down, and then step on it with their feet without mercy, one, two, countless ...... In the barracks, there is nothing they can't push down, and the trenches outside the barracks can't stop them.

The fleeing crowd swept out of the Chinese army like a surging wave, destroying most of the company and camp.

If you run slowly, you will be pushed down by your companions, trampled to death, but in the hearts of the minions, those companions who suddenly disappeared were not trampled to death, but were punished by heaven, so they disappeared without a word without a word.

If you run fast, you can run into something, whether it's a fortification, or a Warlord who still keeps their sanity, or all sorts of miscellaneous objects. The person who runs at the front is like the rabbit in the proverb, and he crashes into it without a head, knocks himself into the head and bleeds, or dies head-on.

Those who are killed by the collision will become new victims punished by heaven in the eyes of others; Those who are injured will rejoice in their hearts, thinking that their ancestors have accumulated virtue, or that they have done enough good deeds in the past, so that they have been spared their lives under the punishment of heaven.

In the eyes of the Yellow Turban Pawn, everything in the darkness became a heavenly soldier dispatched by Wang Yu, and all the misfortunes encountered were caused by Wang Yu's spells.

Xiao Tianshi and Wang Peng failed to fight, and they had already gone west, otherwise how could she watch her followers being destroyed by the heavenly fire? Huang Tian also abandoned his followers, and could only watch the tragedy on the land silently, crying silently, but helpless.

Zhang Rao was completely dumbfounded.

He already knew that something was wrong when the chaos first started, but before he could try to remedy it, the chaos had already spread completely.

In the starry and moonless night, there was chaos that affected the whole army, not to mention him, even if Sun Wu was resurrected, there was no way to remedy it. Listening to the cries and cries for help from the darkness, Zhang Rao knew that everything was over.

I thought that by connecting with the family, I could get rid of the shadow of the failure of the Zhang Jiao brothers, use the resources of the other party, reproduce the glory of the Yellow Turban Lux, and become the beginning of the road to the competition.

Everything was going so smoothly before, but now, everything is over.

The whole army is scattered, the morale of the army is also broken, how easy is it to clean up again? Even if they can do it, will the other party give them a chance?

Damn Wang Pengju, damn Xu You, damn God!

Zhang Rao kept cursing in his heart, cursing everything he could think of.

He hated Wang Yu for being too cunning, hated Xu Yu for being too incompetent, hated Cangtian and Huang Tian for being too ruthless, and refused to bless himself as a devout believer!

The 200,000-strong army was defeated overnight, and even if they did not affect the old and weak rear army, hundreds of thousands of people would not be able to go anywhere without the grain and grass carried by the main army...... By the way, there are also those huge trenches in the west of Laiwu City.

Zhang Rao suddenly had a realization, from the very beginning of this war, he had already been tricked. The enemy has been cleverly calculating himself, allowing himself to gather all the heroes of Qingzhou together, allowing himself to attack Mount Tai, letting himself cut off the back road, letting himself garrison the city, making himself full of self-confidence, and feeling that the future is bright and infinite.

Tonight's surprise attack was prepared by the enemy for a long time, just waiting to lead a large group of men and horses to get in, but I hated that I was not even aware at all. Xu You is just using himself, using himself to destroy the enemies of the Yuan family, as for his own future, it is not in the other party's consideration at all.

On the contrary, Guan Hai, who was once regarded as a coward, said more correctly, Wang Pengju is showing weakness to the enemy, and he should not follow the other party's routine.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything now, no, it's not time to give up at the end, there is still hope! Looking around blankly, Zhang Rao found that although the former army was crumbling, there had not yet been a tide of escape.

There were inadequacies in his response, but it was not entirely ineffective.

"Come on, go to Xiao Tianshi, take her to the front army with you, you can't let the Taishan people succeed so easily, Lao Tzu has to fight with them to the end today!"