The people on both sides were stunned and looked at the five corps standing in the field, and they lost their voices in shock. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kill them all." The young man's cold order came out again in the field, and everyone looked for it, and it was still the young man with a green face, but compared to the absurd and funny feeling when he gave the order before, this time everyone clearly felt a chill. Does 'kill them all' mean that the chickens and dogs are not left? Like those three thousand cavalry?

The Yellow Turban generals on the upper floor of Guangzong City also felt cold in their hearts, and the example of the three thousand cavalry was in front of them, and they couldn't help but be afraid. Therefore, all the generals of the Yellow Turban Army looked at their Tiangong generals together, wanting to get instructions from the other party, whether the five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers could be saved?

Zhang Jiao's face twitched a few times, especially when he looked at the image of the young man in the city wielding a spear and killing wantonly, he was even more jealous and annoyed in his heart. 'This little thief not only knows the Dao, but also has such profound martial arts! Zhang Jiao thought angrily in his heart, as for the five hundred 'Yellow Turban Warriors' under the city, he didn't even look at it.

"Hold on to the city." Zhang Jiao calmly opened his mouth and ordered, which also made the Yellow Turban generals breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, and then they each left, regardless of whether the fortifications were arranged in advance or not, they all went to their respective barracks to command the soldiers to fight, as if they were afraid of being sent out to rescue people outside the city. Zhang Jiao looked at these in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, turned his head and continued to look at the figure of the young man.

And Wang Ping, who was surrounded by Yellow Turban wrestlers outside the city, was constantly rushing to kill in the enemy formation, while carefully observing these Yellow Turban wrestlers.

'Great strength, not afraid of life and death, but it seems that the brain is not very useful, obviously their war horse is a weakness, but they don't know how to attack, they just recognize people to fight. Wang Ping made such a judgment in his heart, and then looked at the five generals who had come to the front, turned around and returned to his own phalanx, and began to observe the ability of the Yellow Turban Lux Legion to fight.

The two equally expressionless legions collided together, and the 'Yellow Turban Warriors' in front of them obviously suffered a little, and it often took three or five people to replace a soldier on Wang Ping's side, but this was also not weak, after all, almost all of the killing machines summoned by Wang Ping were Terminator-like killing machines, and their minds were full of various combat skills. Being able to spell out this kind of battle loss ratio with such a corps does show that their combat strength is not bad.

Coupled with the soldiers of "Sweeping a Thousand Armies" that Wang Ping can summon to fight every time, there are only 1,000 people in total. In other words, he can only keep five generals in war form at a time, and the others can only exist in a single form, which is the same in the world of "Sweeping a Thousand Armies", and it is the same in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

And this is the reason why these Yellow Turban wrestlers have no command to help, if the other party has any way to strengthen the combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban wrestlers, the battle loss ratio at that time may not be 5:1. Wang Ping thought so in his heart, and looked up at the figure wearing an apricot yellow robe on the city tower, the other party's eyes were dazzling, and even if he was a few hundred meters away, Wang Ping looked a little uncomfortable.

"How is it like a laser projector?" Wang Ping muttered a few words to himself, and then turned his head to continue to look at the battle between the two armies in front of him.

It didn't take long for the battle here to finally subside, and the five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers were unexpectedly wiped out, and the loss to Wang Ping was that the soldiers under the two generals Dong Zhuo and Cao Ren were almost completely wiped out, but it was still acceptable, after all, the upgrade of these two people was not high, and it was only a blue star, which was not comparable to Guan Feng and his party, who were already orange.

It's just a pity that I didn't see the other party's Dao. Wang Ping thought so in his heart, and looked at the 'laser eye' in the distance again.

At the same time, Zhang Jiao of the city gate tower also made the same sigh, he was also waiting to see the young man's Taoist powers, but he didn't expect it but didn't see it after all. Thinking like this, Zhang Jiao turned his head to look at the five generals under Wang Ping's command, and muttered softly: "But those people are a little weird, and they seem to know some Taoist powers?" It seems to have some connection with their soldiers. Alas~! It's a pity that my cultivation is still not enough, and I can't see their clues. Maybe...... It's time for me to get in touch with my master. ”

Wang Ping didn't know Zhang Jiao's mental activities here, he was in the spirit of his own research at this time, and asked people to transport the corpses of five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers back to the barracks, wanting to find an opportunity to carefully study the structure of this flesh and blood terminator in the future. Of course, those are all later, and now his primary purpose is to solve the stumbling block that prevents him from becoming a state pastor.

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng!! Victory !! More than 20,000 officers and soldiers cheered in unison when they saw Wang Ping returning victorious.

"General Zhu!" Wang Ping, who returned to Shuai, shouted, not taking the more than 20,000 cheers behind him to heart.

"The last general!" Zhu He came out of the queue when he heard the voice.

"Siege!" Wang Ping's short and crisp order made Zhu He's heart tighten.

"The last general commands!" Zhu He hesitated and said.

Then he turned down to command, and in a short time the drums were beating, and the soldiers of the brigade rushed to the city gates, carrying sand and stones, apparently trying to fill the moat first.

And the Yellow Turban Army here also recovered from the shock just now, and shot arrows at the officers and soldiers below in the scolding of the generals, and the normal siege battle began.

The morale-boosting officers and soldiers rushed towards Guangzong City one after another, and the wide moat of Guangzong City was filled in after half an hour's effort, and thanks to the different effects of Wang Ping's total annihilation of the enemy army on the morale of both sides, the casualties caused by the officers and soldiers filling the moat were only more than 100 people, and it was obvious that the previous 3,500 elite troops were wiped out and the Yellow Turban Army was not a small blow.

Zhu He here is also a long-time war, so he naturally knows how to seize the opportunity, and put the strategy behind him at the moment, and directly ordered to take the opportunity to attack the city, and a large number of siege equipment such as wells, ladders, and city vehicles were pushed out, which was completely like attacking the city with all his might.

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army were anxious to wander around, constantly boosting the morale of their generals, but they still had little effect. Because of the influence of the more than 10,000 soldiers brought back by Li Damu a few days ago, fermentation began again, Zhang Jiao was able to catch Li Damu and execute those who took the lead in spreading rumors, but he couldn't block the mouths of more than 10,000 people. Seeing the original 'Thor' again, how can these frightened deserters who were once chased not be timid?

And the fact that Wang Ping wiped out 3,500 Yellow Turban elites with 1,000 foot soldiers added to the fear in their hearts, and the contagion of fear under this situation was also extremely fast, so it didn't take long for the morale of the Yellow Turban Army not only did not reply, but became even more depressed, and vaguely the slogan of 'Thunder God descends into the world, slaying demons and destroying demons' has been there, so that all the Yellow Turban generals are gradually afraid, especially after seeing the officers and soldiers rushing to the city wall several times.