At the top of Changshe City.
Zhong Hao, the head of the Zhong family, the prefect of Yingchuan County, and the other important figures of Changshe City were all standing here.
They had also heard the noisy sound of the gongs and drums.
They could not help but look at each other.
"What's going on?"
Zhong Hao raised his head and looked ahead.
He could vaguely see a large flag with the word 'Lin' written on it.
"The sound came from the northern road.”
"And there's even the 'Lin' banner?"
"Could it be that Yaoyao brought reinforcements?”
However, he immediately stomped his feet angrily, as if he was resentful that iron did not live up to his expectations!
"This Lin Nan and Lin Wuhui are really unworthy of their names.”
"This is a war, not a child's play. How can you make such a big commotion? Wasn't this the same as telling the Yellow Turban Army that they were coming?”
"How could such a person save Changshe City and the Zhong family?”
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On the official road to the north.
Lin Nan had already commanded the army to set up camp here.
Zhou Cang hurried over, his face filled with joy.
"My lord!"
"How is it? Any news?"
Lin Nan said calmly, and Zhou Cang immediately replied.
"My lord, your predictions are as divine as a god. After we beat the drums and gongs to deliberately alert the Yellow Turban scouts, the Yellow Turban Army really made a move!”
"A large portion of their forces are gathering towards us!”
"Correspondingly, their camp is much emptier!”
"My lord's plan to lure the enemy is really brilliant. Those Yellow Turban soldiers are like dogs that are led by the nose by us and have no autonomy!”
At this moment, Zhou Cang was extremely glad.
Fortunately, he chose to rely on Lin Nan.
With his lord's skills, being a member of the Yellow Turban Army and standing on the opposite side of him was simply courting death!
Lin Nan nodded lightly and looked up at the sky.
"Wentai and Shuzhi should be arriving soon.”
"Tonight, at the third watch, it will be the time for the souls of these Yellow Turban soldiers to return to outer space!”
"Yuanfu, tell our brothers to get ready. Be it the infantry or the Divine Arms Battalion, keep your spirits up!”
"Once the White Turban Army launched a surprise attack, the Yellow Turban Army would definitely attack our camp in panic! What we need to do is to hold the camp and block the escape route of these Yellow Turban soldiers.”
"So that the White Deck Army can harvest without any scruples!”
Zhou Cang's blood was boiling.
"Don't worry, my lord. There won't be any problems!”
Lin Nan turned his head and looked at Zhong Yao and Zuo Yue.
"The two of you, stay here obediently tonight.”
"You don't have the ability to protect yourself. If you are dragged into the chaos, you will die without a doubt!”
"This is the safest place.”
Zhong Yao and Zuo Yue nodded. They knew what was important.
He would never run to the battlefield for fun and become a burden to others!
Time passed by.
At night.
Deep!
Dark clouds covered the moon.
It was pitch black everywhere.
Tonight was destined to be a night of murder and arson!
Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were resting.
After a whole day of attacking the city, they were all very tired.
There were only scattered sentries scattered around the camp.
The sentries were mainly stationed on the northern official road to guard against Lin Nan's army.
"Lord Canal Marshal! Everything has been arranged!"
"There are a lot of spies in the north!”
"No matter what they do, we will be able to detect it immediately!”
Bo Cai nodded in satisfaction.
"Well done!"
The deputy general was a little worried and asked again.
"Then, Lord Canal Marshal, what about the south? Should we arrange for some brothers to keep an eye on it?”
Bo Cai waved his hand indifferently.
"No need! The government troops were all in the north. What could happen in the south?”
What Bo Cai did not expect was…
On the official road to the south, two thousand White Turban soldiers were already ready to go.
All the hooves were wrapped in thick cloth.
The horse's mouth was also stuffed with a bit.
It was silent. Cold killing intent slowly spread in this silence.
Chen Dao stared at the tent below, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
The two thousand White Turban soldiers began to quietly approach the Yellow Turban camp, like a group of silent death gods.
Three thousand steps.
Two thousand steps.
A thousand steps!
Five hundred steps!
This distance was already an effective charging distance for a sword soldier!
On the other side, Huang Zhong was under the cover of the night.
He led the Divine Arms Battalion to successfully kill the Yellow Turban guards on the high ground. The Divine Arms Battalion immediately arranged their positions.
Huang Zhong took down the Overlord Bow from his waist, nocked an arrow, and drew the bowstring.
With a bang, a streak of fire shot toward the Yellow Turban Army's grain storage area.
A streak of fiery light rushed out, followed by hundreds of fiery lights.
The fire was an order.
Chen Dao roared, and the sharp tip of his blade suddenly pointed at the Yellow Turban camp!
"All troops, charge!"
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