The Yellow Turban Warlock has a transcendent position in the Yellow Turban Army, although they are not military advisors, but they have much more status than ordinary generals, and killing a Yellow Turban Warlock has a full 100,000 meritorious service, which makes people covetous.

The battle ahead is still stalemate, but it is more of a containment, Zhang Niujiao no longer thinks that these ordinary soldiers alone can capture the pillbox, so while fighting, let the Yellow Turban Warlock lay down the altar of heaven and earth, wanting to destroy Zhang Fan's defensive force in one fell swoop!

"Hey! Ha! ”

A three-legged tripod was carried out from the rear of the team by the Yellow Turban soldiers, this tripod is extremely heavy, it takes more than a dozen people to barely move, and the whole body exudes a blue-black light, simple and mysterious.

A Yellow Turban Warlock stood proudly, his long hair was scattered on his back, and he had a very strange feeling, he was about to trigger the wind and poisonous mist, and the enemy would be disintegrated in an instant!

"Can't let him finish the altar!" Zhang Fan frowned, although there is a blood velvet grass in the army, and he is not afraid of poisonous mist, but if the Yellow Turban Warlock Tong Guò Altar summons a strong wind, then the position of everyone will become a headwind, and when the time comes, the sand and dust will rise everywhere, and the combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly reduced under the poor sight, and the Yellow Turban soldiers will kill with the wind, adding to the prestige, so that under the advantages of one and the other, the battle will become extremely difficult.

Tie Bi looked at it, and shook his head after half a sound: "Zhang Niujiao is very experienced, the Yellow Turban Altar is outside the range of the archers, we can't snipe the Yellow Turban Warlock, and it is impossible to destroy the three-legged tripod with a bow and arrow!" ”

Zhang Fan frowned: "There is no other way!" You can only send assault troops to kill it, destroy the three-legged tripod, and kill the Yellow Turban Warlock! ”

Meng Qing was stunned: "Now that the Yellow Turban soldiers are pouring up like a tide, it is not easy to defend, and I am afraid it will be difficult to rush out!" Moreover, those three-legged tripods are very strong, and it will take a certain amount of time to destroy, and it will be difficult to break through if they are surrounded at that time! ”

This is extremely reasonable, but now that the arrow has to be issued, let the Yellow Turban Warlock complete the altar, and everyone's situation will be more passive, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"My lord! The end will be wished! Zhao Yun took two steps and clenched his fists to ask for his life.

"Let's go together!" Zhang Fan nodded: "Not only us, Yan Liangwen and Chou also have to go together, this time we are only allowed to succeed and not to fail, we must break the altar in one go!" ”

Then, Zhang Fan began to select the members of the assault force, Zhao Yun and Yan Liangwen Chou were naturally in the list, and the other generals were unable to act because they had to protect the bunker, and finally Zhang Fan chose a thousand sword and shield soldiers and a thousand mad sword dead soldiers from the army as the main combat force of this assault force.

The sword and shield warriors have both offense and defense, and the attack power of the mad sword dead soldiers is amazingly strong, coupled with the peerless fierce generals Zhao Yun and Yan Liangwen Chou, the strength of the assault force can be described as amazing, and it is not impossible to complete this mission.

After the team was assembled, Zhang Fan stood proudly at the front, behind him were Zhao Yun and other three generals, followed by a thousand sword and shield soldiers and mad sword dead soldiers, all of whom sharpened their swords and waited for battle.

In order to create time for the establishment of the altar, Zhang Niujiao has invested a lot of money, the offensive of the Yellow Turban Army is extremely rapid, and there are dense figures as far as the eye can see, and there is no gap in the slightest, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to break through.

Zhang Fan smiled faintly, if he was not sure, it would be impossible for him to let the assault troops go to death, the archers once again burst out of their most powerful attack ability, and a large open space was cleared in front of the pillbox with a salvo, Zhang Fan waved his hand and took the opportunity to kill it!

"Lionspear, throw guns!"

With a loud shout, countless black shadows fell from the sky, and some Yellow Turban soldiers in the distance were caught off guard, and suffered heavy casualties again, at this time Zhao Yun had already rushed to the front, and Zhang Fan was in charge of the Chinese army, and the team of two thousand people turned into a long arrow and rushed forward.

Fast! Fast! Fast!

Time waits for no one, the assault is about surprise, if Zhang Niujiao reacts, it will be wasted, and the goal must be achieved in the shortest possible time!

"Senior archer, throw!"

The last wave of support came, Zhang Fan's command was undoubtedly just right, the Yellow Turban soldiers who were blocking in front of them were beaten by three rounds of long-range attacks, and the assault troops took the opportunity to rush and kill, and the enemy's resistance was minimal.

"Block! Block it for me! Seeing that the enemy, who has always been like a shrinking turtle, actually dared to step out of the bunker to counterattack, Zhang Niujiao was angry and anxious, angry that the other party did not take himself to heart at all, and what was anxious was that the opponent's target was obviously the Yellow Turban Warlock, these baby bumps were dead one less than one, and there was no room for loss!

The distance from the bunker to the altar was too far after all, and the battle was unavoidable, and soon there were dense Yellow Turban troops blocking the way, Zhao Yun only sneered at this, and the hundred birds rushed out of the phoenix and took thousands of heads.

The huge flame phoenix erupted as if the world was destroyed, shining with the most gorgeous colors on the battlefield, making countless audiences marvel and yearn, such a fierce destructive power is simply incomparable, Zhao Yun deserves to be Zhao Yun!

Zhao Yun acted as an arrow, Yan Liangwen Chou guarded both sides, and the assault team began to charge again, under the leadership of three peerless generals, this force was unstoppable, and the speed of advance was fast.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

"Sweeping the ...... of a Thousand Armies"

Zhao Yun rushed to the forefront alone, his moves were simple and rough, and every time the spear danced, countless soldiers flew in response, he was the top general, with the most powerful force!

The Crazy Sword Dead Man followed closely behind him, and the Sword and Shield Warrior and Yan Liangwen Chou were responsible for defending on both sides and behind, and the assault team broke through furiously, like a bamboo!

The blood rain is throwing, and even the heavens and the earth are changing color!

No one can stop the pace of the assault brigade, not even the Yellow Turban players, not even the Yellow Turban generals!

Zhao Yun is simply synonymous with invincibility, no one is his enemy, but there is a blocker who just stabs out with a light shot, and he is instantly killed, and there is no luck.

The wolf war bow in Zhang Fan's hand kept opening and closing, and one after another feathered arrows **** out, it was also a hundred shots, a hundred deaths, and a seventy-point attack power could break through the current stage of a qiē defense, not to mention Zhang Fan's archery skills, every arrow was a direct shot, and it was difficult not to die.

Soon the troops came to the vicinity of the altar, where the defenses were the strongest and could not be breached.

Fast! Fast! Fast!

Without pause, without hesitation, the two armies collided together in an instant, shouting and screaming mixed together, resounding through the clouds!

"Turn around!" During the battle, Zhang Fan shouted, except for Zhao Yun and Yan Liangwen, all the soldiers turned their heads at the same time, and then the endless wild sand roared, hitting the armor and making a clanging sound, dull and powerful, it was the signature skill of the Yellow Turban Warlock, Wild Sand Dance!

If the front is hit by the wild sand dance, the soldiers here will lose their combat ability in an instant, fortunately, Zhang Fan's eyes are quick, so he will avoid it, but at this time, the assault troops can't turn around to face the battle, and they can't escape and move, so they naturally become the best target of the Yellow Turban Army, fortunately, with Zhao Yun and Yan Liangwen Chou, the three peerless fierce generals on the side, the Yellow Turban Army's offensive was firmly blocked by them, and the occasional fish that slipped through the net could not cause much damage.

"Such terrible prestige, such a strong execution!" Aoshuang Douxue admired on the side, there were countless people who had the same idea as him, the series of actions just now seemed ordinary, but it was undoubtedly extremely difficult to do!

You must know that the assault force is surrounded by enemy troops, facing the most tragic and vicious battle, and the enemy will cut down the knife and stab it with a gun anytime and anywhere.

But looking at the front of him, Zhang Fan ordered these soldiers not to even hesitate for a minute, and turned around directly, even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire were coming, I completely ignored it, what a huge trust this is?

Imagine you're in a life-and-death struggle, and the enemy's blade falls on your head, and you have countless ways to dodge, and at the same time there's a voice that makes you turn around and don't move, what do you do?

The soldiers gave Zhang Fan 120,000 awe and trust, Zhang Fan also tried his best to defend this qiē, he looked around the battlefield, the wolf war bow in his hand continued to attack, all the Yellow Turban soldiers who approached were killed one by one, and Zhao Yun and other three peerless generals guarded their pride and their glory!

After a long time, the wind finally stopped, and the assault soldiers had almost no casualties except for a few who were killed by cold arrows flying from afar, and Zhang Fan and Zhao Yun and others worked together to hold the last line of defense!

"Rush!"

Zhang Fan roared, the team moved in response, there were still many Yellow Turban troops in front, Yan Liangwen looked at each other and smiled, the brotherhood technique Lion Tiger broke through the thousands of troops, and the Lion Tiger Beast began to crisscross and open the way for the large army.

Zhao Yun was full of courage, and he was not afraid of the crowd at all, and he rushed up to kill, the spear in his hand danced, and no one in the Yellow Turban Army was invincible, and they were all shot away and killed.

Zhang Niujiao jumped like thunder, but there was no way at all, the assault troops led by Zhang Fan quickly approached the altar, at this time the altar was not completed, there were only two three-legged tripods in the field, Zhang Fan ordered someone to destroy it, the Yellow Turban Warlock saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape, but was shot by Zhang Fan with an arrow, and his soul returned to the underworld.

To achieve the goal, Zhang Fan is not in love with war, the rear team of the army becomes the front team, the front team becomes the rear team, Yan Liangwen Chou is responsible for opening the way, Zhao Yun is responsible for breaking the back, and immediately began to withdraw and retreat.

The Yellow Turban Army behind him is obviously much less, Yan Yang in the distance has led the troops to clear the nearby Yellow Turban Army to respond, there is no risk that someone can chase after Zhao Yun is broken, the road of retreat seems to be thrilling, and it will not take long for Zhang Fan to return to the rear of the bunker, this soldier injured more than 300 people, but destroyed a Yellow Turban altar, killed the Yellow Turban Warlock, and killed countless Yellow Turban soldiers along the way, it can really be said that it is a big victory!

Zhang Fan's army is like a rainbow, and there are still thousands of troops coming and going, who can stop me! Who dares to stand in my way?