Along with a burst of loud shouts, Xiao Wen stabbed forward with the halberd in his hand.
The halberd was thrust out, and there was a slight roaring sound first.
But it was the inspirational effect from the suit that boosted Xiao Wen's morale once again.
Immediately afterwards, the dragon's roar sounded, echoing in his ears.
Along with the halberd thrust out by Xiao Wen, a phantom of a divine dragon could be vaguely seen in the sky.
When the phantom of the divine dragon appeared, he didn't hesitate at all and slammed into the wooden door in front of him.
On the watchtowers around the gate, many yellow turban soldiers saw this, bent their bows and nocked arrows, and fired a wave of arrows, roaring towards Xiao Wen.
Xiao Wen was not afraid, his brows were full of coldness.
When the arrows flew towards him, they were all shattered by the aura erupting from his body.
Then its momentum continued to surge, churning forward and directly crushing all the flying arrows.
Then the gun shot out like a dragon, directly hitting the door, smashing the entire door into pieces in an instant, turning it into wood chips and scattering in the air.
"kill!"
Following Xiao Wen's roar, the five hundred cavalry behind him took the lead in attacking and rushed directly into the military camp, immediately causing chaos in the rear military camp.
When the layout of General Xiao Wen's camp was disrupted, the soldiers following him also began to attack with roars, setting fire to the camp and adding fuel to the camp.
When more and more Yellow Turban garrison troops came from all directions and attacked Xiao Wen, the entire Yellow Turban rear camp was already on fire from all sides.
After all, when a hundred people join forces to set fire, it is enough to set the entire camp on fire in a small area.
If the main force of the Yellow Turbans is still in the army at this moment, then it is only necessary to find a few warlocks and cast some wind or rain spells, which will be enough to extinguish the initial small fire.
But what about actually?
These people were transferred to the front line by Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, asking them to conquer Changshe County in the shortest possible time.
As for the safety of the rear camp, the two generals didn't care much.
Even they never thought that someone would be so arrogant that they would dare to commit such a shameless act as stealing their home while they were fighting on the front line.
At this moment, most of the people left behind in the rear camp were ordinary Yellow Turban militiamen, without much combat effectiveness.
This allowed Xiao Wen to easily break through the gate of the camp and drive straight in with his cavalry, setting the soldiers on fire everywhere.
When the Yellow Turban soldiers continued to gather, and there were probably thousands of them, Xiao Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, although he was determined to kill them all.
But looking at the flames spreading everywhere and gradually connecting into one piece, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
The result he wanted has been achieved.
Don’t be reluctant to fight!
An idea flashed through Xiao Wen's mind.
The next second, he swept the halberd in his hand, and a fierce force of energy swept forward, sweeping all the soldiers rushing around backward.
Immediately, the Flying Tiger in Xiao Wen's hand made a roaring sound and roared loudly. The cavalry horses that were about to attack and sprint couldn't help but tremble all over, slowed down, turned around, and retreated away from the camp.
Xiao Wen stood behind the palace and waited until all these people had retreated before he left.
When Xiao Wen left, the entire Yellow Turban camp turned into a sea of fire.
Under the scorching sun, you can see raging fires burning, raging flames jumping in the air, and rolling up countless black smoke into the sky.
"It's burning! The back camp is flooded!"
"It's flooded! Come and put out the fire!"
"Please call the warlock! Please ask the general to put out the fire!"
"Put out the fire, quickly find water, quickly find water to put out the fire!"
…
For a moment, there were screams in the Yellow Turban camp.
On the east gate battlefield, Zhu Jun, who had taken the elixir, was so powerful that he directly pressed Zhang Liang and beat him.
On the side, Huangfu Song also fought back and forth with Zhang Bao, and it was difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time.
On the small battlefield on the other side, Cao Cao held the Yitian Sword and killed the enemy angrily. He kept waving the long sword in his hand. When the long sword swept away, he saw several sword energy surging out of the air and surging around. , killing all the Yellow Turban soldiers approaching from all sides.
Just when he was still immersed in the killing and was getting the urge to kill, he suddenly heard a panicked shout coming from his ears.
"The water has escaped! The back camp has escaped!"
Someone yelled at the top of their lungs.
Many of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were still fighting were panicked.
When I heard the word "walking on the water", the first thought that came to my mind was to go back.
Go back and put out the fire!
Camp is their home!
It is not easy for the Yellow Turban Army to reach where it is now step by step. It is all the hard work of the common people.
They especially cherish their hard work.
Therefore, the moment I heard that the water was leaking, I wanted to run back and put out the fire immediately.
In the distance, Zhang Bao, who was fighting Huangfu Song, heard this sound and immediately looked back. Then he saw the fire in the back camp at a glance, and the look on his face was extremely ugly.
"Huangfu Song!"
Zhang Bao shouted low, his eyes full of murderous intent, staring at Huangfu Song, wishing he could just kill Huangfu Song.
Huangfu Songzi's expression was calm, without any fluctuations. He even slightly raised the corners of his mouth, making him want to smile.
"Is General Zhang Bao angry? I just raided one of your camps. Do you think that if I leave all your hundreds of thousands of troops here, will you be so angry that you vomit blood?"
Huangfusong continued to sneer, and the look between his eyebrows became extremely fierce at this moment.
The next moment, he charged forward, with his hands crossed, the long sword danced, and suddenly fell from the air, bringing with it a burst of fierce sword energy, and slashed towards Zhang Bao.
Zhang Bao's face was filled with anger, blue veins popped out on his forehead, and the anger in his heart had reached an uncontrollable level.
"kill!"
Just when he roared angrily and wanted to attack with all his strength, he suddenly heard the voices of other soldiers coming to his ears.
"General, the camp in the north was attacked by Xiaoxiao and the fire broke out! General, please give the order to put out the fire!"
"General, the southern camp is also in trouble!"
"General, it's the same on the west side! The fire is spreading, and now the fire has formed a circle on all sides, burning from the outside inward!"
Three sounds came in succession and fell on Zhang Bao's ears.
Zhang Bao was stunned, and the anger on his face suddenly reached an extreme level.
A fierce murderous intent burst out from his whole body.
"Huangfu Song, you despicable villain, how dare you set fire to the camp! Aren't you afraid of retribution?" Zhang Bao roared with rage.
retribution?
"Zhang Bao, are you too naive? Since ancient times, a successful king has lost a bandit, or a mere rebel, how can he have the face to talk about retribution with this general?"
"Now, the fire is forming a circle, and your death is not far away!"
Huangfu Song burst out laughing, feeling extremely happy in his heart.