"But…We still have the Yellow-scarved Strongman. If we use that spell technique, we might be able to wipe out all the Han army in one fell swoop.”、
Zhang Liang hesitated for a moment.
"I'm not confident."
Zhang Bao's eyes fell on Liu Hao. He knew very well that Liu Hao was the general of the Han reinforcements.
This person's expression did not change from the beginning to the end. It was so calm that it made people's hair stand on end. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Bao had the thought of retreating.
"Retreat!"
When they reached a safe distance, Zhang Bao shouted angrily. The remaining 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers immediately retreated like a tide. The fog wrapped around their bodies to stop the pursuit of the Han army.
Retreating just like that?
Huangfu Song, who was being entangled by the long snake, was stunned when he saw this. Even Zhu Rong was somewhat confused about the situation.
On the contrary, Ran Min returned to Liu Hao's side calmly. Although he had experienced a great battle, Ran Min's expression was as usual as if he had not exhausted his stamina at all.
"Pursue!"
After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Xiong shouted and was about to lead his soldiers in pursuit.
"General Zhu, don't pursue a cornered enemy. Don't forget that the Yellow Scarf Warrior hasn't appeared yet.”
At this moment, Liu Hao suddenly said. Zhu Xiong, who was about to rush out, stopped in his tracks. Liu Hao's words made sense.
Zhu Rong looked deeply at Liu Hao and did not speak. Then, his eyes, like Huangfu Song's, stopped on the corpses on the ground. There were many corpses on the ground, but most of them belonged to the Yellow Turban Army.
The number was astounding. Previously, Huangfu Song and the others could not see clearly because of the fog, but now they could see it clearly. It was estimated that five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers had died here.
The two men's expressions changed as they raised their heads to look at the 18 cavalrymen beside Liu Hao. This was something that 18 people could easily do.
"Generals, go back to the barracks and rest. Tomorrow at midnight, we will leave Changshe.”
Liu Hao said slowly and led the soldiers into the military camp.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Rong looked at Su Qin who was standing beside Liu Hao doubtfully." Can this old man really borrow Heavenly Fire?"
However, at this point, even if they did not believe it, they could only believe it.
The two of them left some soldiers behind to clean up the battlefield while the rest followed Liu Hao back to the barracks.
At this moment, hidden in the fog, Zhang Bao had already taken off his armor. His expression was extremely ugly. In less than an hour, they had lost 5,000 elite soldiers.
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have let their reinforcements in.”
Zhang Bao slammed his fist on the table.
He regretted it in his heart. If he had ambushed Liu Hao's soldiers in the fog back then, he might have been able to bury all of Liu Hao's soldiers in the array formation.
Zhang Liang didn't say anything. He had seen the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun kill many Yellow Turban soldiers in the maze. Even if they launched a sneak attack, they might not be able to take down Liu Hao and the others.
"Second brother, do you want to ask big brother for help?”
Zhang Liang hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively.
Both Ran Min and the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun had left a deep impression on him. Changshe was no longer as easy to break through as before.
"Shut up. You want to trouble big brother for such a small matter?”
Zhang Bao's face immediately darkened as he said unhappily.
"I still have trump cards that I haven't used yet.”
In the end, his face turned cold.
"Second Brother, what are you going to do? Big Brother said that you can't use the Yellow Turban Army like that unless it's absolutely necessary.”
Zhang Liang seemed to have guessed something and hurriedly said.
"Hmph, now is the last resort. If we don't use it now, you and I will die in this place.”
Zhang Bao glanced at Zhang Liang coldly, then quickly left in his armor, not giving Zhang Liang any time to speak.
The next day, near dusk.
All the soldiers of the Han army were gathered on a small hill outside the camp. A figure stood with his back to the soldiers and looked into the distant sky.
"General Liu, can this man really borrow the heavenly fire?”
Looking at Su Qin's back, Zhu Rong still asked worriedly. Although there were countless supernatural beings in the world, it was not possible for ordinary supernatural beings to borrow the heavenly fire.
"General Zhu, just wait and see."
The corner of Liu Hao's mouth curled up slightly. He remembered Su Qin's skills very clearly. One of them was the " Five Elements of Yin Talisman ", which was a military book related to the Qimen Dun Jia. If even Su Qin could not do it, then who else in the world could do it?
" My lord, I'm ready to begin."
The breeze blew against Su Qin's white robe, causing it to flutter.
"Let's begin."
Liu Hao nodded and agreed.
Huangfu Song and the others became nervous as soon as he finished speaking. They stared at Su Qin's figure without moving.
Whoosh.
A cool breeze blew, and the sky turned dark. An hour had passed, but Su Qin's body remained motionless.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Rong were getting impatient. They looked at Su Qin as if he was a charlatan.
However, at this moment, the originally dark sky suddenly turned extremely red, as if a fire was burning in the sky.
"Five Elements Yin Talisman, Qimen Dunjia."
Su Qin murmured a few times. Along with some awkward syllables, the fiery red in the sky gradually deepened.
At the same time, the surrounding temperature also increased rapidly.
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