"Preparing the catapult"

The thieves in the Yellow Turban camp were still shocked that the Yellow Turban thieves who surrendered were not killed, in this era, the crime of rebellion was to be punished, but these Yellow Turban thieves survived, without the slightest fear on their faces, obviously not pretending, and at this moment, a roar came.

"Drink"

"Drink"

Suddenly, the roar of thousands of people came, and 100 catapults were pushed step by step, and the Yellow Turban thieves looked at these catapults, and a look of horror suddenly appeared in their eyes, and they looked at the Yellow Turban General in panic, but saw that the Yellow Turban General also had a trace of worry on his face.

"Loading Stones"

A moment later, 100 catapults were in place, set up and ready to be projected, and at this time, Mo Le roared again, with a burst of killing intent in his words, and after reloading, the catapult was like a bloodthirsty beast, opening its bloody mouth, trying to devour the one in front of it.

At this moment, all the people in the Yellow Turban Camp have just been a storm of fear, with bursts of killing aura, madness attacking, constantly eroding everyone's body, deep into the flesh, through the bones, deep into the bone marrow, a chill, heartily rising, instantly all over the body.

"Give you another chance to wait for zuihou"

"Descend or Die"

At this time, Mo Le gently patted the horse forward, and said coldly, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and the Yellow Turban Thief was like a dead thing in his eyes.

"Don't panic, everyone, we have the blessing of the great sage and good teacher, and the blessing of the yellow sky, we will win"

The Yellow Turban General gritted his teeth and roared suddenly, a strong sense of confidence surged in, not only him, but also the eyes of the other Yellow Turban thieves flashed with confidence, at this moment the Yellow Turban Sect, the Heavenly Gong General Zhang Jiao, in their hearts, represents the gods, represents the immortals, and the religious fanaticism soared instantly.

"Misleading the Crowd"

"Catapult, shooting"

A trace of disdain flashed in Mo Le's eyes, but a light smile appeared in his heart, you just pull it, the harder you pull, the lower it will fall.

"Bang"

"Bang"

100 catapults, instantly threw a hundred pounds of boulders, and suddenly the boulders with gusts of whistling wind and thunder, like a divine punishment from heaven, suddenly swept towards the Yellow Turban camp.

At this time, all the people in the Yellow Turban Camp looked frightened, their eyes were frightened, and the timid ones trembled slightly.

"God bless the yellow scarf, God bless me"

The boulder attacked, the sky collapsed, and the Yellow Turban General also had a trace of worry in his heart, such a boulder attacked, there must be endless power, and the lethality must be amazing, but when he saw the extremely frightened soldiers, he immediately raised the dantian qi and roared wildly.

"God bless the yellow scarf, God bless me"

"God bless the yellow scarf, God bless me"

The Yellow Turban thieves called one after another, as if they had found spiritual sustenance, and in order to alleviate the fear in their hearts, they called out one after another, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

"Boom"

"Boom"

The boulder was in the air, sliding through a perfect arc, and suddenly plunged into the Yellow Turban camp, and suddenly the sky collapsed, and the ground shook, and at this moment, they really understood the power of the catapult.

The wooden wall of the golden camp was pierced by a boulder and was instantly penetrated, and a piece of wooden wall collapsed, and the broken wood splashed up and pierced into the body of the Yellow Turban thief, and some were directly pierced by the boulder and were instantly crushed into flesh.

"Ahh

"Ahh

A wave of boulders fell, the Yellow Turban camp was already wailing to the sky, screaming and dying, just established a trace of confidence, instantly crushed by the boulder, at this moment they really saw the power of the catapult, the boulder with the momentum of thunder, has become the dream demon in the heart of the Yellow Turban thief.

"Continue to Project"

Regardless of the wailing and screaming of the Yellow Turban Camp, Mo Le calmly ordered again, many battles, at this moment Mo Le's heart is already very strong, there is no trace of mercy at all, in his eyes, there are only two types of people now, his own people and the enemy, and the enemy will be annihilated with a thunderous blow.

"Bang"

"Bang"

The catapult shot again, and the sound of the bomb collapsing, in the ears of the Yellow Turban thieves, was like the sound of hell, like a spiritualist who was singing a song of spiritualism.

"General, you can't sit still"

"General, we can't go on like this"

"If this continues, there will be no morale"

Seeing the catapult attacking again, all the Yellow Turban leaders had sad faces, and they all spoke to the Yellow Turban General, and their words were full of horror.

"For now, there is only one battle to the death"

The Yellow Turban General ignored the Yellow Turban leader, his eyes fell on the camp, and saw countless Yellow Turban thieves fleeing in all directions, his eyes were full of fear, and the Yellow Turban General immediately decided, and the absolute intention in his eyes rose, and the fighting spirit began to rise.

"All the soldiers obeyed the order, and now we have no way to retreat, only to fight to the death"

"The whole army will attack with me, and the mourning soldiers will win"

The Yellow Turban General gave an order, and suddenly the Yellow Turban Camp opened its door, and countless Yellow Turban thieves poured out, and at this moment, the Yellow Turban General was full of prestige in the hearts of the Yellow Turban thieves.

"The Mourning Soldiers Will Win"

"The Mourning Soldiers Will Win"

The Yellow Turban Thieves kept shouting and roaring wildly, finally clearing away the trembling in the hearts of the Yellow Turban Thieves, and the morale that was about to be exhausted was slowly rising.

"Lord, this battle has been won, there must be a large number of prisoners, congratulations to the lord, the strength of Xiaoyao City will advance again"

At this time, Mo Le had already retreated, Xu Shu quietly came to Mo Le's side, and saw the Yellow Turban thieves surging out, Xu Shu smiled and whispered.

"Thanks to, Yuan Zhi, the most successful thing about this battle is not to win the battle, but to defeat the faith of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, and prove that the Zhang Jiao brothers, who have become thieves, are not the people determined by God"

Mo Le also had a smile on his face, and said softly, after a few months of experience, Mo Le's vision has become more and more unique, and he is no longer the simple life player.

"It's just that General Dian Wei is still needed, and then show his peerless force, take the head of the enemy general in the array of ten thousand troops, and completely deter the Yellow Turban thieves"

Xu Shu turned his head and looked at Dian Wei beside him, revealing a hint of ridicule in his words, but he also told the truth.

"Lord, Mr. Xu rest assured, Dian Wei takes the first level, like killing chickens and slaughtering sheep"

Dian Wei replied loudly, his words were full of confidence, and he had the taste of who else in the world would be left to me.

"Haha, with the strength of evil, it is really so, even if it is a strong king, in the face of evil, he is like a chicken and sheep"

Mo Le smiled and said loudly, but there was a trace of pride in his heart, such a peerless general can be used by me, it is really refreshing.

"Lord, it's almost over, they're coming"

At this time, Xu Shu suddenly looked at the Yellow Turban camp, and saw that the Yellow Turban thieves had all left the village and had been assembled, and the Yellow Turban General was cheering up the momentum.

"Preparations for the Bloody Legion"

"Bow Legion Preparation"

"Dragoon Legion, as soon as the battle starts, after the detour of the Yellow Turban Thieves, no one can be let go"

Thinking back to the battlefield, Mo Lego shouted to the three legions behind him.

"No"

The three major legions responded in unison, and in an instant, the soldiers of the Escape City soared in battle spirit and their morale skyrocketed.

"The whole army will be killed with me"

The Yellow Turban General turned his head suddenly, looked at Mo Le and them, his eyes were red, his eyes were like fierce beasts, he roared, and rushed forward.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Immediately, the Yellow Turban thieves rushed up wildly, and with a desperate momentum, they frantically killed Mole.

"Bloody Legion, Attack"

Seeing the Yellow Turban thieves rushing towards him, Mo Le's eyes turned cold, and he ordered wildly.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Suddenly, the Blood Battle Legion roared and stepped forward in unison, while the Mo Army and Qi Tiancheng Long Zhou Zhan were also in front of the Blood Battle Legion, and quickly walked towards the Yellow Turban Thieves.

"Boom"

"Boom"

In an instant, the hand-to-hand combat, the light of swords and guns, the bloody wind and rain, and the screams were screaming.

"Bloody Legion, Half Moon Array"

Suddenly, after the battle formation, Mo Le roared again, only to see that the Blood Battle Legion immediately changed formations, the Blood Battle soldiers in the center kept retreating, and the Blood Battle soldiers on both sides kept advancing forward.

Melee fighting, the most tragic, the Yellow Turban thieves are not afraid of life and death, and suddenly advance, especially when the frontal bloody soldiers retreat, the morale of the Yellow Turban thieves is greatly boosted, and I can't help but think that these people are not so powerful.

"Rush, Rush"

"Capture the enemy alive"

At this time, the Yellow Turban General in the formation looked ahead, and immediately rejoiced in his heart, hum, it turns out that these officers and soldiers are nothing more than this, and today I will see how I break it.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban General's eyes have been straight ahead, he didn't pay any attention to the scene on both sides, seeing the bloody soldiers constantly retreating, his face became more and more happy, as everyone knows, the bloody soldiers are deliberately retreating, even if they retreat, it is the bloody army that keeps killing the Yellow Turban thieves.

At this time, if you look at the battlefield from the sky, you can only see a blood-red wave, which has already wrapped the Yellow Turban Thief, like a huge pocket, and has already put the Yellow Turban Thief into the pocket.

"Lord, everyone is in place"

At this time, Xu Shu said to Mo Le with a hint of a smile.

"Evil is coming, it's up to you"

A smile also flashed on Mo Le's face, and he said lightly to Dian Wei.

"Roar"

Dian Wei let out a beast-like roar, his eyes were fixed on the Yellow Turban General, and the golden light around him soared, like a golden tiger, and the tiger roared and pounced on the Yellow Turban General.

"Bang"

"Bang"

Dian Wei was caught in the thunder, and there was a wail everywhere he passed, and countless Yellow Turban thieves were directly slapped away by Dian Wei, hitting the person next to him, and the Yellow Turban thieves were all together in an instant.

"General Beware"

"Our general died at his hands"

At this time, the thieves in the Yellow Turban camp before screamed, and the Yellow Turban General also discovered Dian Wei, and even, at this moment, he had been locked by Dian Wei's qi machine, and a chill rose in his heart, and he was afraid of being the extreme.

"Thief, Die"

Dian Wei didn't care about that, at this moment he only had the Yellow Turban General in his eyes, and the Yellow Turban General was five meters away from the fierce attack, Dian Wei flew away, like a meteor, and slammed into the Yellow Turban General.

"Flutter"

With a crisp sound, the Yellow Turban General was instantly stirred into meat foam by Dian Wei, but only one head was intact, and it was being held by Dian Wei at the moment.

"Poof"

"Poof"

Dian Wei played with a halberd with one hand, and in an instant, several Yellow Turban leaders beside the Yellow Turban General were also slashed and killed by Dian Wei.

"The thief is dead, and he will not surrender quickly"

Dian Wei drank violently, his words were filled with internal force, and in an instant, Dian Wei's voice spread throughout the battlefield, and immediately countless Yellow Turban thieves looked at Dian Wei, only to see Dian Wei grabbing the head of his general, looking at the other leaders, and they were not seen at all.

"Ah, the general is dead"

"Ah, the chiefs are dead, too"

"Run, run"