Knock knock knock......

The sound of war drums suddenly sounded in Jiaohe's camp.

Jiao He, who had just fallen asleep for a short time, was woken up again, and said angrily: "Who is beating the war drums outside? Drag people out and cut them down! ”

As soon as his angry voice fell, Cen Zhong eagerly ran in and said, "Envoy, it's not good, the Yellow Turban Army has already hit Yuanmen!" ”

Jiao He: "......"

It took him a long time to react, grabbed Cen Zhong's hand, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"The Yellow Turban Army has hit Yuanmen!"

"What!"

Jiao He was shocked: "Aren't they harassing?" How could it be possible to attack suddenly, this is impossible! ”

Cen Zhong said: "The enemy used the strategy of exhausting the soldiers, disrupted our whole battalion, and finally attacked the camp, so that Jun quickly left!" ”

"That's right, protect me away, quick!" Jiao He is very afraid of death.

He hurriedly got up, put on his battle armor indiscriminately, picked up a sword again, and rushed out of his main tent, only to find that the Yellow Turban Army had already entered the gate and was chasing his subordinate Qingzhou soldiers to kill.

The soldiers in the barracks, mostly exhausted and in a mess.

The combat power of the Qingzhou soldiers was not very good, and they were tossed for a night, even worse.

On the other hand, those Yellow Turban soldiers, who were well fed and drunk, and rested well, the two sides were not at the same level of strength at all, and as soon as they came in, they were like bamboos, breaking through the defense line of the Qingzhou soldiers.

"Kill Jiao He!"

A Yellow Turban adjutant shouted loudly, and the other Yellow Turban soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill! ”

The sound of shouting and killing was deafening.

They quickly found Jiao He, who was wearing the boss's armor, and killed him directly.

When Jiao He heard that he was going to kill himself, he was so frightened that he was covered with cold sweat, and hurriedly ordered: "Quickly protect me, kill out, all behind me, Cen Duwei quickly protect me to break through, what about the personal guards?" ”

He shouted in fear of death: "All the guards will come out for me, protect me from escaping!" ”

His thousands of guards have long been by his side.

Cen Zhong had no choice but to lead his troops to resist the impact of the Yellow Turban soldiers, and to cover for Jiao He's break.

Jiao and them rushed out from the rear of the camp and fled in embarrassment, but Cen Zhong couldn't stop the Yellow Turban Army, and the defensive line that had just been formed was quickly broken down, and the Yellow Turban Army shouted to kill, and thousands of people chased Jiao He's direction to kill.

Cen Zhong desperately wanted to continue to break off, intercept the pursuing soldiers, and soon led the remaining soldiers into a bitter battle, unable to stop it at all, so he could only stare wide-eyed and watch Jiao He being caught up.

Jiao He's personal guards around him have better fighting qualities and are more loyal.

They could barely block it, desperately protecting Jiao He and escaping.

Right now.

A shadow person, mixed into the Yellow Turban Army, happened to chase after Jiao He, saw such a chaotic battle situation, took out the bow and arrow on his body, pulled the bow and shot at Jiao He.

Sou!

Arrows burst through the air.

Hearing this sound of breaking the sky, Jiao He was shocked, and before he could do anything, an arrow hit him in the chest.

"Help...... Come and save me......"

On Jiao He's heart, there is also a heart goggle, plus he is more afraid of death, and his armor is very thick, so he was still alive after being hit by an arrow, but he was shot over.

However, he just got up.

The second arrow is coming in a flash.

An arrow fell on the neck.

Before Jiao He could scream, the man fell to the ground, blood gushing from his neck, and he couldn't die anymore.

The shadow man saw that he had succeeded, and turned away.

"Jiaohe is dead!"

There were Yellow Turban soldiers, who shouted loudly when they saw Jiao He falling.

Jiao and dead!

Cen Zhong looked up, his eyes widening.

The remaining Qingzhou soldiers heard this, looked left and right, and found that there was no envoy, it seemed that they were really dead, and they had no fighting spirit.

The boss has been shot, Cen Zhong can't control the scene alone, and he is in a deep predicament, so he doesn't know what else to do now, as if he can only wait for death!

Cen Zhong regretted it, at night, he should have insisted on holding on, maybe he could see through the enemy's tricks!

The remaining Qingzhou soldiers, who could escape, fled indiscriminately.

The Yellow Turban soldiers who captured the Jiaohe camp began to recover their nature, directly looting the food and baggage in the camp, but also spared some Qingzhou soldiers and let them escape.

In the camp, there is as much chaos as there is.

There are only more than 3,000 Qingzhou soldiers who can escape, and after they get out of trouble, they assemble with each other, no one commands, and they don't know what to do at all, considering the final, they decided to go back to Qingzhou first!

However, they had not been walking long before they encountered another large army.

They were about to get nervous and run away indiscriminately, when someone shouted: "That's Yang Taishou!" ”

Yang Taishou!

Hearing these three words, the Qingzhou soldiers instantly stopped messing up, and hurriedly shouted: "Yang Taishou, help!" ”

They soon joined Yang Zhao.

"You are Jiao Envoy's subordinates? Why? What happened in the camp? ”

Yang Zhao pretended not to know anything and asked in surprise.

The Qingzhou soldiers who escaped gave a general account of the situation, and said again: "Make the king...... He's dead! It's not clear whether the lieutenant is dead or alive, and it may be ......"

Probably dead too!

Yang Zhao turned his head and glanced at Jia Xu behind him.

This is exactly the result they want, and they can take over Qingzhou smoothly.

"Yovi, take them first."

"The others, kill me back and avenge the envoy!"

Yang Zhao shouted.

"Yes!"

Zhang Xiu received the more than 3,000 Qingzhou soldiers who escaped.

The others quickly followed behind Yang Zhao and went back to the camp.

At this time, the battle situation in the camp has ended, and those Yellow Turban troops have not completely retreated, and they are carrying the baggage in the camp.

They had just won a battle, and they thought that they were still Qingzhou soldiers in front of them, and they wanted to come back to take revenge, and their morale was great, and they were killed by Yang Zhao.

"Kill!"

Yang Zhao shouted.

The generals under him led their troops to kill.

The strength of the elite soldiers of the Beihai far surpassed that of the Qingzhou soldiers, and as soon as they entered it, they killed the Yellow Turban Army in front of them.

Only then did the Yellow Turban Army react, these might be Yang Zhao's Beihai soldiers, and they turned around in embarrassment to escape, but Tai Shici led two thousand elites to go around the retreat of the Yellow Turban Army and cut through the rear.

The retreat was cut off in an instant.

The remaining Yellow Turban soldiers, the chaos began to appear, and fled indiscriminately.

Yang Zhao led the army and swept all the way.

There are still more than 20,000 Yellow Turban soldiers left, almost all of them have been annihilated, and the Yellow Turban soldiers on the mountain heard the movement and wanted to come down to rescue, only to see Yang Zhao, who led the army, came back, and was so frightened that he fled to the mountain.

Not long after Yang Zhao came back, he took the camp back.

"Lord, I've found Captain Cen Du." Zhang Liao said.

But what was found was Cen Zhong's body.

After a while, Zhang Ji asked Jiao He's body to come back and put it in front of Yang Zhao's eyes.

"Lord, Qingzhou has no owner, it will definitely be chaotic, please consider the stability of Qingzhou and sit in Qingzhou!" Jia Xu's eyes narrowed, and he said this sentence first.

It's time to take over Qingzhou!