Time passed quickly, and two days later, night had already arrived. Huangfu Song immediately led his army to attack the Yellow Turbans at night.

The Yellow Turban Army's vigilance was still too poor. Even though they failed once a few days ago, they still did not be vigilant. When the Han army came from all directions, the Yellow Turban Army camp was suddenly in chaos.

Liu Bei led his team to scramble to chase the Yellow Turban Army among the Han army, and he led his team to kill Guangzong City.

The city gate of Guangzong City is far away, and even in the dark, you can see a continuous stream of Yellow Turban Army passing through the city gate and fleeing back to Guangzong City.

"Cry with me, block the city gate, and make contributions right in front of me." Liu Bei was overjoyed, raised his swords and shouted majesticly.

But as soon as his words finished, the earth vibrated violently!

"Black Scale Army? Liu Zhe?"

When Liu Bei looked at it, his face suddenly looked ugly and his mood was very complicated!

"Boom..."

The earth seemed to be trembling, and deafening roars came! Of course, only Liu Zhe and his Black Scale Army could cause such momentum.

The black scale army in black armor was like a demon from hell, and under the leadership of their great demon king, he descended from the darkness.

"kill!"

Liu Zhe, who was rushing in front, raised his long halberd in his hand and rushed towards the city gate with the Black Scale Army.

When they found the enemy's Yellow Turban Army, they were naturally panicked and were squeezed into a group at the city gate, desperately trying to escape into the city, but there were also many Yellow Turban Army wanting to stop Liu Zhe and his group.

There were piles of deer antler firewood barriers in front of the city gate, which were powerful tools to block cavalry. Some Yellow Turban troops were hiding behind deer antlers. After deer antlers stopped the war horses, they took action to kill the cavalry on the back of the war horses.

They held the weapon in their hands tightly, licked their lips, and a bloodthirsty light appeared in their eyes. They looked at the cavalry getting closer and closer, and became more and more excited.

Unfortunately, it was too dark at night and I didn’t see the expression on the enemy’s face, otherwise it would have been very interesting. They thought so in their hearts.

However, the next moment, their expressions solidified. The antler firewood blocks that they had high hopes did not play any role. The white master who rushed in front waved the long halberd in his hand, and some of the antler firewood blocks that were blocking him were picked away, while others were directly crushed into powder.

The cavalry behind him followed him and quickly rushed to them.

The Yellow Turban Army's faces were full of fear at this moment, and it was too late to escape. The next moment, they were submerged by the black ocean and died!

Liu Zhe led the Black Scale Army into the Yellow Turban Army like a black dagger. Countless blood donations splashed, and no one could stop him. He killed the Yellow Turban Army crying for his parents. Many people pushed and trampled on the dead, and the city gate was dyed red.

"Kill, let's snatch the city gate!"

Liu Zhe watched for a while and found that the Yellow Turban Army was about to close the city gate. They pushed the door from inside, and the city gate was slowly closing. Countless Yellow Turban Army outside wanted to enter, but they rushed into it desperately, but were ruthlessly chopped and killed by their own people. The Yellow Turban Army in the city raised the butcher knife ruthlessly at their companions, with only one purpose, that is, to close the city gate.

Naturally, Liu Zhe would not let them succeed. He led the team to rush over. Even though there were many Yellow Turban troops in the city gate, they could not stop Liu Zhe and the others.

Every Yellow Turban Army standing in front was ruthlessly crushed, poorly becoming a wisp of wronged soul, with companions blocking in front and cavalry chasing behind. The Yellow Turban Army with some minds did not dare to squeeze at the city gate anymore, and they fled around. Even if there was greater danger outside, they were unwilling to stay here and be killed!

The Yellow Turban Army outside the city fled in scattered areas, and Liu Zhe's pressure suddenly eased, and the cavalry's speed increased a little.

"kill!"

The city gate could not be closed, and the closed Yellow Turbans were massacred by the Black Scale Army that rushed in, and there was no living Yellow Turban Army at the city gate.

"The Black Scale Army is so powerful!"

When Shen Pei saw that Liu Zhe and the Black Scale Army had easily penetrated into Guangzong City, his eyes were filled with deep horror. The strength of the Black Scale Army left an indelible impression on him. This was simply terrible!

"They are really too strong!" Liu Bei murmured to himself!

Although it was not the first time he saw the battle of the Black Scale Army, Liu Bei was still dazzled and attracted by the powerful strength of the Black Scale Army. He felt jealous of Liu Zhe having such a team.

"No, lord, let's go in."

Shen Pei, who came to his senses, shouted and said anxiously to Liu Bei: "I didn't expect that General Zuo Zhonglang and Liu Ziling would have such a big appetite. They actually wanted to conquer Guangzong City in one battle. Lord, let's go in quickly, otherwise we would have no credit."

When Liu Bei heard this, he became anxious and rushed in with his subordinates.

"Report!"

A probe rushed to Huangfu Song and reported: "Premier Liu Ziling has entered Guangzong City, please ask the Left General to reinforce immediately."

"What?"

When Huangfu Song heard the news, he was almost shocked and fell off the war horse!

He knew that Liu Zhe was powerful, but he never thought that he would be so powerful that he actually rushed into Guangzong City!

This is different from the plan!
Chapter completed!