Cao Cao couldn't help but glance at Lin Ran a few more times, appreciating that he was able to come up with such a good method. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Ye ordered: "Without further ado, immediately gather the craftsmen in the army to make catapults, oil, coal and stones, etc., and prepare to attack the Yellow Turban Army!" ”

Zhou Ye allocated them a lot of resources and manpower, and more than 30 high-level high-level catapults were built in two days.

Different from the primary catapults made by Xiaobai Village, these high-level catapults far surpass the catapults in Xiaobai Village in terms of range and power, and can project a boulder as far as five miles.

In other words, it is completely possible to use this high-level catapult to throw fire into any place where the Yellow Turban Army is stationed at a distance from the Yellow Turban barracks tent.

Lin Ran and Zhu Zhi personally chose a location and chose a high ground close to the Yellow Turban Army, which has a wide field of vision, and is easy to defend and difficult to attack, which is also convenient for the imperial army to guard these instruments and prevent the enemy's sneak attack and destruction.

The catapults were slow and bulky, making them easy to spot by enemy scouts, and Zhu Zhi suggested that the catapults could be broken down into several parts, and then brought into the high ground in batches, where they could be assembled by craftsmen and attacked.

Zhou Ye praised and sent craftsmen and soldiers to secretly transport these catapults to the high platform according to this method, and in the middle of the night, the assembly was completed, and all the court soldiers and soldiers also took advantage of the night to come to the vicinity of this high ground, only waiting for the east sky to burn red, and then give the panicked Yellow Turban Army the final fatal blow.

"Fill the fuel!"

"Prepare for the fire!"

"Launch!"

Flames rose into the air, whistling towards the Yellow Turban Army's camp with the catapult commander's loud command.

The Yellow Turban Army camp outside Changshe City stretched for dozens of miles, and the catapults didn't even need to aim much, basically as long as they were fired to the east, they could send this fireball to the Yellow Turban Army's camp.

"The wind is blowing!" Lin Ran stretched out his palm, feeling the breath of gusts of wind in the air, and knew in his heart that the right time and place and now they are all on the side of the imperial court camp, and the Yellow Turban Bocai Army in Yingchuan is bound to be defeated!

Dozens of fireballs whistled through the sky and fell straight into the tent of the Yellow Turban barracks. These fireballs are specially made with clay pots, the jars are sealed, and the jars are full of a large pot of fire oil, as long as the jars fall to the ground, the tank body is broken, and the splashing fire oil is ignited, and the ten meters radius can be turned into a sea of fire in an instant!

More than 30 catapults continued to throw all kinds of ignition materials into the Yellow Turban Army camp, and then with the help of the wind, the Yellow Turban Army camp instantly turned into a sea of fire, and the sky-high fire quickly swept the grass and trees, camp tents, granaries, ordnance, etc. in the Yellow Turban Army camp, countless Yellow Turban Army were awakened in their sleep, hurriedly got up, and saw the fire in the sky, helpless.

Soon, the fire spread to all the camps of the Yellow Turbans, and even continued to spread ferociously to other places.

Lin Ran clearly saw that at this time, the entire east was reflected by the sky-swallowing fire, and the dark night was also pierced by the raging firelight, and bursts of black and cyan smoke were wafting in the air.

"Shhh The military horse under Lin Ran's crotch took a step forward and raised his legs, as if he also felt the excitement in his master's heart at this time.

"Charge the whole army! Kill! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Pingdong General Zhou Ye gave an order, and the entire imperial army charged, rushing towards the Yellow Turban Army camp!

At the forefront was Cao Cao, whose 10,000 heavy cavalry galloped up, leaving only the other imperial troops behind him with a back and dust.

Cao Cao's cavalry was the first to rush into the camp of the Yellow Turban Army, which had already lost its fighting spirit and was stunned by the fire.

Cao Cao's army killed all the way from the east to the west, and the Yellow Turban Army had no one to resist, and they were defeated one after another, trampling each other and trampling to death, uncountable.

Immediately, the slightly slower imperial army also rushed in, encircled and strangled the surviving remnants of the Yellow Turban Army, and pursued the defeated Yellow Turban Army who fled.

In the city of Changshe, the movement outside the city and the fire soaring to the sky were perceived, and the defenders in the city also opened the city gate, and the Zhu Jun army and the Huangfu Song army in the city came out and joined the encirclement and suppression of the Yellow Turban Army.

In the face of this sudden fire, the million-strong army of Bocai turned into millions of scattered sand, and countless people were killed and countless escaped.

Seeing that the situation was irretrievable, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, Bocai, fled in a panic from the half-burned Chinese army tent under the protection of several pro-soldiers, and was about to flee to the north under the escort of his pro-soldiers, when a reprimand suddenly came from the left, and a team of imperial army tigers rode to kill, and the leading general, tall and majestic, with a finger-long beard under his chin, and a black clawed horse under his crotch, and a long knife in his hand.

"Zhu Jun, the right Zhonglang general, is here, don't hurry up and get off the horse and surrender, when will you wait?!" It turned out that this general was Zhu Jun, a famous general in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Since the beginning of the war, the Eastern Route Expeditionary Army led by Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song has been suppressed by the Yellow Turban Army, and even had to retreat to Changshe City in the end, and was besieged for a long time.

These days, Zhu Jun has long been holding back the fire in his belly, and now when he sees the enemy commander Bo Cai, his heart is very happy, and he wants to capture Bo Cai alive and take it back to the court to ask for the guilt.

Seeing the court officials and soldiers pursuing, Bocai was horrified, and fled in the opposite direction, Zhu Jun patted the horse to chase, but was stopped by a cadre of soldiers in the main account of the Chinese army on the left and right.

Although the imperial army under Zhu Jun was all high-level soldiers of the imperial army, the personal soldiers under Bo Cai were also high-level soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army - Yellow Turban Warriors, who were infinitely powerful and not afraid of death.

Zhu Junjun was entangled for a while and was unable to pursue Bocai.

The Yellow Turban Army Qu Shuai Bocai took advantage of the cover of the fire to flee to the west, and at this time, only two or three of his own soldiers were still closely following and protecting him.

Yesterday, he was still sitting on a million troops, dreaming of waving his army to Kyoto and achieving hegemony in the world, but he didn't expect to fall into this situation today, leaving only a few horsemen, exhausted.

How Bocai wished this fiery scene was a dream.

But the moans and cries of the Yellow Turban soldiers and the shouts and shouts of the imperial army when they chased and killed all around him told him that all this was true.

"Lord Qu Shuai, there is a court army in the rear catching up! Come on! The few remaining soldiers behind Bo Cai reflexively rushed towards the imperial army that rushed behind him.

"Zuo Zhonglang will Huangfu Song here, hurry up and arrest him!" The general led by the chasing soldiers, wearing the armor of a high-ranking general of the imperial court, holding a treasure knife glowing with a light purple light, greeted him!

Under the three-in-one, the few Bocai soldiers who rushed over fell off their horses one after another, and their breath was gone. (To be continued.) )