Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Is it freezing in June?

The yellow turban thief and the garrison on the tower were all frightened and dumbfounded, this...how did this happen!

Could it be... Lu Langjun is really a unicorn boy descending to earth!

At the same time, Lu Xun, who received Ning Rong's hint, moved silently.

"Frozen spell... order!" Lu Xun waved his whisk and gave another cold order.

As if the last straw, the yellow turban thief looked at me and I looked at you. The cowardly yellow turban thief suddenly threw away his weapon and knelt down on the ground, constantly repenting:

"Immortal Master, please forgive me! Immortal Teacher, please forgive me!"

'Snapped! '

Someone took the lead, and then many yellow turban thieves threw away their dung forks and hoes, and fell to their knees.

Zhou Cang frowned deeply, forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and kept yelling.

"Get up! Get up for me!"

"This is Thief Cao's trick! Get out of here, Commander Ben Qu!"

The Yellow Turban thieves are a group of ignorant peasants. They followed Zhang Jiao in the uprising, and many of them were fooled by the fairy magic of the Yellow Turban Evangelist.

Now... Great Liang Xianshi has gone, and there are fewer and fewer people who know how to use immortal arts, but today... right in front of their eyes, Cao Jun has a boy from the fairy family descending to earth!

This made them terrified. The immortal master used to stand behind him, but now he is standing behind Cao Jun.

……

"Hahaha...Zhou Cang, you are helping the tyrant to bring disaster to the world, and now, in front of Xiantong, you still don't want to dismount and surrender!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ning Rong took a deep breath, and scolded Zhou Cang with a righteous face.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

For a moment, the defenders were as imposing as a rainbow, roaring crazily, and there was a fairy boy behind him to help out.

A mere thief, even afraid of him being a bird!

"Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!"

The garrison waved their weapons and roared wildly, their powerful momentum constantly oppressing the Yellow Turban Bandits.

……

At the same time, strange situations also appeared at the south gate and north gate.

Nanmen, Pei Yuanshao, Fuyun, and Mr. Li stood under the banner, and the river on the hillside between them was rolling in. I thought Cao's army was flooded with water.

They got Zhang Yue's secret order last night and dug a ditch halfway up the mountain, trying to divert water to both sides, and now they saw Cao Jun did so.

Pei Yuanshao grinned loudly, Cao thief is poor!

but……

In the next scene, he was instantly dumbfounded.

The water did not hit his camp according to his idea, but... the water actually froze on the hillside.

A layer of glittering ice covered the entire hillside after twenty centimeters.

"This... what's going on?"

What Lu Xun did at the east gate was unbeknownst to Pei Yuanshao and others. Mr. Li twisted a few beards and grinned in pain, but he couldn't think of a reason.

"Ice in June? The ice is not slippery, how to attack the city?"

Fu Yun was silent, looking at Cao Jun who was screaming wildly, and said in a deep voice.

"Surrender...surrender..."

Suddenly, a voice came from the east gate, and the garrison at the south gate also roared wildly. Cao An looked at the ice layer under the tower and smiled admiringly.

Mr. Ning's saltpeter has such a magical effect!It's amazing!

Soon... the messenger sent by Mr. Li came back and told Pei Yuanshao exactly what happened at the east gate. Ice on the hillside.

"Fairy magic?"

Seeing this scene, Mr. Li suddenly remembered the scene of the night attack on Cao Ying under Yinshan Mountain.

hmm~~

He frowned, shook his head suspiciously, felt that it was full of weirdness, Ning Rong's figure kept dangling in front of his eyes!

……

Outside the east gate!

The Yellow Turban Bandit was terribly frightened, many people knelt down and kowtowed, completely losing their fighting spirit, no matter how much Zhou Cang scolded them, they just didn't dare to get up.

Looking at the pale-faced Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Yue immediately became gloomy. The atmosphere of terror continued to spread. Once the entire army was affected and Cao Jun took advantage of the situation to attack, she would suffer heavy losses and return home in defeat.

"Come here, behead those who deceive the public with their lies!"

The yellow turban fighters were always guarding Zhang Yue, and when he got the order, he held a machete and chopped off the heads of those yellow turban soldiers who were kneeling and begging for mercy.

Pfft!Pfft!

In an instant, hundreds of human heads rolled to the ground, and the pungent smell of blood woke everyone up.

The yellow turban thief looked at Zhang Yue stupidly, then turned back in horror to look at Lu Xun in the distance, and then at the yellow turban wrestlers walking towards him.

In the end, the fear of death overcame the fear of the unknown. Some yellow scarf thieves stood up quietly and hid aside. Zhang Yue also pretended not to see it.

"Young Master, what...how should I do it?" Zhou Cang came to the front with a bloody saber in hand. Just now he killed a few guys who were trying to resist, and only then did he deter the messy camp.

Zhang Yue raised her brows, inspected the area of ​​the ice, and said, "Withdraw the troops! The most urgent thing is to find out what's going on with the ice! The soldiers' hearts are disturbed, and it may cause a catastrophe!"

"Ok!"

Zhou Cang nodded solemnly, and ordered the withdrawal of troops, which only deterred them now. If he couldn't come up with a way to stabilize the morale of the army, he was afraid that there would be a nightmare of bombing the camp.

The yellow turban bandits retreated slowly like ebbing waves amidst the sound of long horns.

On the top of the city, the garrison looked at the retreating Yellow Turban bandits, and reveled vigorously.