Wu Han left Cao Jun with a continuation of last night's nightmare, and what he brought to Bocai and the Yellow Turban Army was shock.

"Mengzhi, I didn't expect you to have such a means to regret the enemy's three generals and force Cao Ying to withdraw his troops."

After the first confrontation with Cao Ying was over, Bo Cai ordered people to repair the fortifications, and after ordering the army to withdraw the city wall in an orderly manner, he returned to Wu Han's side, and said with a smile in surprise.

"Qu Shuai praises falsely, what Zheng is using is just a Mo family beast, compared with the immortal art of the great sage and good teacher, it is far from the immortal art of calling the wind and rain, and that Cao Ying is a hero in the world, how can he be forced to retreat because of this."

Wu Hanyu shook his fan lightly, without any complacency, just said lightly, in addition to Bo Cai, there were other people with their ears pricked up, not only the players, but also the Yellow Turban officers who were intimidated by his strength.

"Oh? Cao Ying has hundreds of thousands of troops, if it is not for the fierce will, then why did he retreat? ”

Bocai was puzzled, but he couldn't think of an answer, so he had to throw out his doubts.

"Naturally, because our army was prepared, Cao Ying's dawn raid wanted to be taken by surprise, but it was stillborn before it could be carried out, and morale was affected, and it was unwise to attack again, but it was not possible to withdraw the army directly, and it happened that the appearance of the Zheng Beast provided a step for Cao Ying, and he naturally borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and only ordered more than 10,000 pioneers to test the attack of the surname, and then chose to withdraw the army."

Wu Han smiled indifferently, staring at Cao Jun who was slowly withdrawing in front of him, and he said slowly, although he was not clear, he felt that it was powerful, and it was reasonable and convincing.

Only by recognizing oneself can one distinguish the situation, and self-knowledge is one of the few remaining advantages of Wu Han, so he can guess why Cao Ying withdrew his troops, although it is not complete, but it is not far behind.

After Bo Cai heard this, he was thoughtful, smiled and patted Wu Han's shoulder and praised him a few words, but Wu Han didn't dare to be proud, nor was he carried away by the victory, but said solemnly:

"Qu Shuai, although the battle is won today, but the enemy army has not suffered much losses, then Cao Ying is not an idle person, plus Huangfu Song Zhu Jun, and the three tiger generals help each other, you must not take it lightly."

Wu Han's words were deeply agreed, because in the face of the suppression of Cao Ying's huge army, he was originally a little less confident, after all, he was born as a chaotic people, although he had the intention of rebellion, but he was inevitably afraid of the Han Dynasty and the famous generals of the Han Dynasty, which is why most of the Yellow Turban Army in history stuck to the city.

However, this fear is not all bad, at least in Wu Han's opinion, this fear can make Bo Cai more cautious, and as long as Bo Cai does not make big mistakes, Wu Han is confident that he can defeat Cao Ying with his own ability.

The two talked to each other, and slowly left the city under the guard of the soldiers and the Yellow Turban officers, leaving the player alone.

"When will I be able to be like that Wu Zheng, calm in front of hundreds of thousands of troops, talking and laughing in front of the princes, it's really enviable......"

Regarding Wu Han's performance before and after the war, even if he is envious, jealous and hateful of the Yellow Turban players, he can't deny his role, and he will definitely not be able to do it if he is himself. But they are envious, envious of Wu Han's luck, envious of Wu Han's strength, and eager to have everything.

As the so-called ** is the driving force behind the progress of human beings, the quality of the players may be uneven, after seeing Wu Han's terrifying strength and power with their own eyes, some may be unwilling to envy, regard it as the goal, and continue to work hard in the future, maybe some worship and admire, follow it as an idol, chase his pace, maybe some are resentful and jealous, but they feel sorry for themselves, and they don't know how to work hard and do nothing.

Different thoughts and actions will determine the different futures of the players, whether they strive to become a master, or feel sorry for themselves and feel sorry for themselves, and they are just cannon fodder for their lives, which are the players' own choices.

The next battle is a watershed, there is a desire to become stronger, the unwilling player will be stronger, and the rest can only stand still, nothing to gain.

War is a paradise for players to grow up, a burial ground for players to die, and after having faith and determination, and putting in the effort, all that remains is a little luck.

Among them, Leng Ye was naturally the former, although he was also amazed by Wu Han's strength, he was also confident that he had a force that was not inferior to Wu Han.

And Leng Ye's purpose in participating in this battle, as Wu Han expected, was to hone and improve the strength of the players under his command.

"Wu Zheng, I hope you don't disappoint me!

Looking at Cao Ying's army outside the city, and looking back at Wu Han's back who slowly disappeared, Leng Ye muttered faintly in his heart.

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Two days after Cao Ying's army withdrew, it finally regained its strength again and launched an attack, this time Cao Ying seemed to have thought of a countermeasure, and did not plan to test the attack, but directly surrounded Changshe City from all sides, launched an offensive, and forcibly took it.

Of course, although the siege was over, the siege firepower needed to be concentrated, so the focus of the war was still on the east gate, and the other sides were just feints or auxiliary attacks.

Wu Han and Bo Cai stood at the head of Dongcheng City to face Cao Ying's main force, he looked at Cao Ying, who was standing in front of the army in armor and armor, and sighed leisurely in his heart.

Cao Ying chose to attack, Wu Han also understood that he had no choice, because the entire Cao army did not carry much grain and grass in order to get to Changshe as soon as possible, coupled with the imperial court restrictions, Cao Ying had no time to delay, and many other considerations forced Cao Ying to take Changshe as soon as possible, and for this there was only a strong attack.

A vicious battle is inevitable, and both the Yellow Turban Army and the Cao Army are ready.

"Let's fight it out, Cao Mengde!"

Facing the raging Cao army, once again calling out the Lone Wind Wolf King, Wu Han roared in his heart.

"Rush!"

And it seems that he has a psychological feeling with Wu Han, after Wu Han summoned the trap beast, Cao Ying also pulled out his sword from his waist, and with an order, he personally took the lead in the charge.

Cao Ying's voice is like magic, even if he is desperate, he can burst out the courage to fight to the death in an instant, so under his leadership, the morale of the entire Cao army is high, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the goal is to Changshe City.

The entire Cao army marched forward rhythmically in turn, looking at them from a high altitude like an awl, carrying the momentum of a bamboo, and slamming forward.

The front army of the Cao army at the front is tens of thousands of heavy cavalry wearing heavy armor, riding war horses, and holding battle axes.

The Chinese army, which is composed of spears and sword and shield soldiers, has a unified and strict formation and can have good coordination, which can be regarded as able to attack and defend, they push a large number of ladders and slowly move forward.

The rear army is a mix of ranged soldiers, archers and crossbowmen, who move the slowest and shoot arrows on the move, the kind of arrows with flames and explosions to suppress the enemy and respond to the charge of the front army, and of course there are a large number of catapults slowly pushed forward by them.

When a neat line of Cao soldiers, holding all kinds of closely following the leading generals, rushed forward frantically, the entire Cao army's hundreds of thousands of troops were completely operational, like a swimming black dragon, showing their hideous claws towards the enemy.

The scene was quite spectacular, the momentum soared into the sky, the entire ground was trampled and trembled, in the face of such a huge and ferocious impact, the entire Changshe City seemed very small and fragile, as if it would collapse in an instant.

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