Guo Jia, the ghost of the strongest military division

Chapter 125
darn thing!

Seeing the defeat of the former army, Zhou Cang was furious again.

This contact was just a small-scale trial.

Although there are 3 people in Zhoucang, there are only three square formations in front. The left army and the right army have been standing still in order to contain Zhao Yun's [-] cavalry, and only [-] front troops can fight.

But Zhou Cang never expected that Yu Jin's 2000 troops would be so strong that he defeated his former army of 6000 troops in one face-to-face encounter.

However, Zhou Cang was not worried that although the former army was defeated, it did not affect his overall layout.

Zhou Cang quickly adjusted his formation, let go of the road, and let the defeated former army return to the tail of the team.

The flag of the Chinese army was waved, slowly filling the position of the former army.

The previous battle was just a test, and Zhou Cang already knew the reality of the officers and soldiers.

Although there are only 2000 people in the camp, their combat effectiveness is much stronger than the average Yellow Turban army.

That being the case, Zhou Cang intends to make a quick decision, the main force against the main force, and the yellow turban dead soldiers against the main force of the official army.

The Yellow Turban Slayer is the trump card of the Yellow Turban Army. Once it is sacrificed, it will be invincible.

"Chinese army, dispatch!"

A cold light flashed across Zhou Cang's eyes, and he waved the command flag in his hand.

With his command flag unfurled, the yellow turban dead soldiers of the Chinese army strode forward.

In the Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban Dead Soldiers are a special unit. In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, they are mysterious existences.

These people are infinitely powerful and cruel, and they don't distinguish between the enemy and the enemy once they start fighting, so when the yellow turban soldiers are dispatched, other believers hide far away.

"The yellow sky is coming, the world is invincible!"

The yellow-turban dead soldiers shouted slogans, put charms on their heads one after another, and some took out the gourds around their waists and swallowed the medicinal wine inside.

Leaning slightly, his eyes glistened with bewitching red, and he galloped forward slowly.

It starts off a bit slow, quickly becomes fast, and tends to be crazy by the end.

……

Is this the Yellow Turban Death Soldier?

Guo Jia on the watchtower looked at the yellow scarf soldiers rushing towards him in surprise, and a flash of contempt flashed in his heart.

Originally, he thought how powerful the Yellow Turban Soldier was?
It turned out to be a drugged lunatic.

Although I don't know what's in their gourds, but thinking about it, I know it's a drug that stimulates potential.

Through this method, the potential of the soldiers is stimulated for a period of time, but it is bound to be followed by risks.

Thinking of this, Guo Jia smiled.

"The artillery is ready, let these drug-addicted lunatics see what it means to say that science and technology determine productivity."

promise!
Zhao Dachui was overjoyed, and immediately organized the artillery to start assembling the returning artillery and carrying the shells.

In the first battle just now, Guo Jia deliberately tested Yu Jin's ability, so he didn't let the artillery come out.

But this time something is different.

On the opposite side was a group of lunatics taking drugs, and Guo Jia couldn't afford to sacrifice his soldiers.

"The ban!"

Guo Jia said suddenly.

"Subordinates are here!"

Yu Jin immediately fell to his knees.

After seeing the situation of the dead yellow turban, Yu Jin felt very heavy in his heart.

It can be seen that these people have been restrained emotionally and turned into pure killing tools, without fear, fear, or pain.

This is going to be a tough fight!
However, with Zhao Yun's cavalry on the side, the battle situation can still be controlled.

One thing that Yu Jin can be sure of is that he will definitely fight to the last moment.

"Defend the walled city and don't let these people break in, can it be done?"

Guo Jia asked with a smile.

what?
Yu Jin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Guo Jia puzzled.

Facing the impact of the Yellow Turban dead soldiers, the best way for the officers and soldiers to respond is to dispatch cavalry to harass them from the flanks, and attack them in sections in conjunction with the infantry positions.

One is to consume the enemy's spirit, and the other is to cause damage to the enemy.

Yu Jin already had a plan in his heart.

He intends to split the camp into three parts, each part has a position, and each position has a battlefield.

This is also the most accurate preparation he has made.

But what Yu Jin didn't expect was that Guo Jia actually asked him to strictly guard the city?

This……

Yu Jin was very puzzled.

Facing the impact of the Yellow Turban dead soldiers, this kind of camp can't last long at all. Instead of being trapped and dying, it is better to split up and attack in sections.

"My lord..."

Yu Jin wanted to say something, but Guo Jia waved his hand.

"Leave external affairs to Zhao Zilong, internal affairs to you Yu Wenze, and other matters to the artillery."

artillery!

Yu Jin squinted at those busy figures from the corner of his eyes.

During the battle of Lunu City, he was ordered to garrison Wubao, and he did not participate in it, nor had he seen the power of gunpowder. Everything that day was just hearsay.

It has long been heard that the lord ordered some weird things.

Could it be those bottles and cans?

As a battle-tested veteran, Yu Jin doesn't think those bottles and cans can play any role.

He still believed in his army.

But since the lord has said so, he can't go against it.

Even if what Guo Jia said is wrong, Yu Jin will faithfully implement it, this is his attitude.

Ever since, the soldiers in the camp stared wide-eyed at the busy artillerymen.

Although there are only more than 100 of these people, they are very flexible.

"Wind direction measurement completed!"

"Track determination complete!"

"The cannon carriage has been debugged!"

"The tinder is ready!"

"The water source is ready."

"The shells are ready!"

As the password sounded, more than 100 people got ready, and Zhao Dahammer, the leader, waved the red flag to Guo Jia on the observation deck.

very good!

Guo Jia nodded.

In this artillery unit, he has devoted his heart and soul.

The sparrow is small, but it has all five internal organs.

This artillery was Guo Jia's trump card, so naturally he couldn't take it as usual.

Looking at Yu Jin with a confused face, Guo Jia smiled slightly and said, "One hundred steps ahead, the incendiary bomb will be thrown."

Said and waved the flag.

At this time, the Yellow Turban soldiers also came within range.

"All gunners ready, fire bombs!"

Zhao Dachui roared, and waved the flag in his hand.

Thirty gun carriages roared in unison, and incendiary bombs were thrown out of the camp.

this is……

Yu Jin was stunned.

Zhou Cang was stunned.

The yellow turban thieves were also stunned.

They have seen the catapult before, but the catapult throws stones, so what is the effect of throwing this crock?

Are the officers and soldiers stupid?
Instead of placing powerful stones, use these crocks?
Yu Jin was also a little puzzled. The catapult could come in handy when defending the city, but it was powerless in this case.

Just when they were very puzzled, these crocks had already come to the heads of the yellow scarf dead men.

Bang bang bang!
The earthen pots exploded violently one after another, forming a cloud of fire in midair, which soon enveloped the Yellow Turban dead soldiers.

(End of this chapter)