Still online, more and more Yellow Turban players were getting up to see the night view. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, almost all online players were getting up. They shouted loudly in surprise, pointing at the lanterns floating from Changshe City, admiring.

The Yellow Turban NPC general Bo Cai and the Deputy General Peng Tuo, countless Yellow Turban ten thousand men, thousands of men, centurions, and yellow Turban soldiers opened their mouths and looked at the only magnificent night scene in their lives. Is this a sign of disaster or a sign of good fortune? No one NPC knows. The NPCs kneeled on the ground in a daze and fell, kowtowed desperately to the inexplicable lanterns in the sky, and recited the great wise and good teachers, hoping to give them enlightenment.

Most of the Yellow Turban players have excited expressions.

However, the Yellow Turban players quickly changed from a pure joy to a puzzle and strange thing. "What do the imperial players want to do when they light the flying lights in the middle of the night? Are they playing? There are so many, and the imperial players are so idle?"

Then, as countless flying lights floated over their heads, they turned from puzzlement to intense questioning. "What are these lanterns used for? Send signals? Or...?"

"No!"

Suddenly, a Yellow Turban player first figured out the purpose of these lanterns and let out a shrill and terrifying scream. However, fear made him unable to make more noises.

The Yellow Turban players around him looked at him strangely.

"Madman, what's the weird thing?"

The dense flying lanterns swaying and floating through the Yellow Turban Camp suddenly had one of them, as if they were not standing firm. After shaking for a moment, they fell down. During the fall, they turned into a ball of flame, hitting the ground, bursting flames around, burning nearby tents, which were quickly engulfed by the flames.

The Yellow Turban players watched the flame fall down in a daze, and were stunned. A silent fear suddenly jumped out from the depths of their hearts.

One cup after another, one after another fell down one after another.

A few minutes ago, the lanterns that were still beautiful turned into tens of thousands of evil flames in an instant, flying all over the sky and pounced on the Yellow Turban camp.

"ah--!"

"Fire Attack--! Escape quickly!"

The players in the entire Yellow Turban Camp were in endless fear.

As one of the top ten village chiefs in the world and one of the players leaders of the Yellow Turban camp, Chen Sheng, looked at the flying sky lantern flying all over the sky, and fell into a sense of powerlessness and fear. When the flying sky lantern rose, he got up to watch, and a sense of crisis arose in his heart. The first flying sky lantern fell, and the crisis turned into reality, instantly smashing the only one-tenth of the remaining luck in his heart. All that was left was despair.

In order to allow Bo Caijun to defeat Huangfu Song's court army, he racked his brains to unite the players of the Yellow Turban camp and told them that as long as they unite, the Yellow Turban Army would also win. They were not far from the moment of victory.

But when the flying lantern flying from Changshe City fell in the sky of the Yellow Turban Camp, he suddenly realized that all his hard work had been useless. This sense of powerlessness hit him a heavy blow.

It's over,

Yes, it's over.

A huge flying light turned into a fire ball, crashing from the sky near Chen Sheng. The sound of explosions and the raging flames mixed with the breath of death came to his face. Chen Sheng was indifferent and walked numbly in the Yellow Turban camp that had turned into a raging fire. All around were crowds of screaming, panic, and escaped, countless screaming NPC Yellow Turban soldiers, and desperate Yellow Turban players.

Chen Sheng's heart was colder than Han Bing.

What are you screaming? What are you panic? When tens of thousands of flying lanterns fall from the sky, everything is destined. The only thing you can do is to quietly wait for the destruction of a million troops.

In the west of Changshe City, the direction where the main camp of the Yellow Turban Army Bocai Army was located, and under the attack of the flying lights, it turned into a huge terrifying sea of ​​fire dozens of miles. In this sea of ​​fire, there were at least the main troops of the Bocai Army with more than 150,000, as well as more than 400,000 Yellow Turban players and their NPC troops.

The main forces of the Bocai Army are all here. There are hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban players stationed in the other three directions, and a small number of Yellow Turban scattered soldiers. Once the main forces of Bocai are broken, the Yingchuan Yellow Turban will be unable to turn the world back, and it will be a matter of time before the defeat is achieved.

Under the strong wind at night, the blazing sea of ​​fire spread rapidly, rapidly advancing towards the west and the edges of the two wings, sweeping and swallowing a large number of Yellow Turban villages. Countless Yellow Turban soldiers and players who fled into death in screams, bursting into flashing objects all over the ground. Because the flight time of the flying light was inaccurate, some even flew for more than ten miles before falling, causing the widest range of fire.

This fire burned at least seven or eight hundred thousand,000,000, or even millions of NPCs and player members on the Yellow Turban side.

Countless Yellow Turban players who were about to die passed the videos they recorded throughout the entire process offline at the last moment of being burned by the fire - they dare not go online again, but they will definitely post the most tragic fire attack video that happened in the game to the forum.

Changshe City.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun two generals of the court stood on the city tower, staring at the dazzling sea of ​​fire outside the countryside with gloomy faces.

As generals leading the imperial court, they have enough cold-blooded and ruthless body. They will not be ruthless against the thieves. This fire was well burned and it was best to burn all the thieves at once.

Zhan Xiaobai stood behind Huangfu Song. After tens of thousands of flying lanterns were successfully launched, Huangfu Song personally ordered Zhan Xiaobai to his side and wait for military orders at any time.

It is no exaggeration to say that Huangfu Song has now regarded Zhan Xiaobai as heavier than other NPC officers at the rank of the lieutenant.

However, there was no color on Zhan Xiaobai's face.

He could only reflect the boundless flames outside the city from his clear black eyes, and a trace of unbearableness. Hundreds of thousands of players, the hard work accumulated over the past month or even a year, were burned in this fire. Although, outside the city were the enemy troops.

The world of the Warring States Period was also not far away, and he was with Huangfu Song's NPC guards. Although he was not the one who made the great contribution of Huobo Cai Army, he gained great benefits. Not only Huangfu Song, but also Zhu Jun was kind to him.

Standing further away are the Silent Sword, the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties, Xiaoye, and the lonely two cities... Blue Demons and Lei, and many other players, as well as many player bosses and ordinary players.

They all looked extremely surprised, and the eyes that looked at Zhan Xiaobai's back were full of surprise, speculation, jealousy, and complicated thoughts. They didn't know that the fire was the idea of ​​Zhan Xiaobai, but they were very surprised to see Zhan Xiaobai being next to NPC general Huangfu Song.

The Warring States Period did not disclose it to anyone.

There are also 30,000 troops in the Northern Army, the elite cavalry of the Sanhe River, and tens of thousands of imperial camp players. The troops have all been completed and are waiting for orders.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun led their troops down the city tower.

Huangfu Song waved his hand and shouted: "Prepare, go!"

Countless torches were raised from the city to respond, and war drums were ringing.

Thirty thousand iron armors closed the iron cover of the protective surface with a click, and the horse neighed its hooves. The city gate opened with a loud bang, and tens of thousands of cavalry rushed out of the city, killing towards the Yellow Turban camp that had been burned to ashes.

Zhan Xiaobai led six horsemen and Hu Ben, followed Huangfu Song, and was with the captains. His 50 elite archers stayed in the city.

Along the way, there were ruins of the Yellow Turban camp burned down, and the collapsed barracks were burned, only half of the flagpoles were burned, and the spears could be seen everywhere. However, there was no living Yellow Turban soldier.

The tragic scene made the imperial NPC soldiers extremely frightened. They could not imagine what would happen if this heavenly fire burned on their heads.

The main camp of the imperial army in the west was no longer able to find the enemy. The army turned around and rushed towards the Yellow Turban camp on both sides.

The Yellow Turbans have long been in chaos and the morale of the army is disintegrating. If you don’t attack at this time, when will you wait?

Sure enough, the Yellow Turban Army players and NPC troops that had already collapsed were vulnerable, and even the courage to fight the imperial army had been lost, and they were defeated and fled in large numbers.

The imperial army would not spare this good opportunity to make military achievements, chase and kill fiercely, and would not give up until the Yellow Turban Army was completely wiped out.

After chasing until dawn, Huangfu Song met the 5,000 elite reinforcements that Cao Cao rushed over. Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun and Cao Cao, the three armies and horses gathered together, launched a pincer attack on the remaining Yellow Turban Army, killing hundreds of thousands of people, and a great victory.

.........

The first fire attack in the history of the game "Rise of the Three Kingdoms City" burned through the entire millions of Yellow Turban Army.

Not only the Bocai Army, but also hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban players. The range of this fire attack was so wide and tragic that it was so hard to describe. It had hit their final psychological endurance.

The village chief players in Yingchuan County suffered a nearly devastating blow, and a large number of villages were burned. The heavy losses caused many village chief players to directly regress from their strength in 184 to their strength at the beginning of the village construction in 180. Compared with these Yellow Turban Village Chief players, the losses of ordinary Yellow Turban players were lighter.

Almost all the forums of the game are angry posts from the Yellow Turban players who died in the fire.

Countless players from the Yingchuan Yellow Turban camp cried and cried, and were heartbroken.

"Who came up with the idea? A sky fire not only burned millions of troops, but also hundreds of villages!"

"This person must be a player, and only players know the existence of Kongming lanterns!"

"Who did it? Who did it?"

Tens of millions of players in the Yellow Turban camps in other states are also echoing each other, "Change the human flesh search machine and be sure to search this crazy and bloodthirsty player! If you don't avenge this, you will not be a human being!"

The Yellow Turban players were angry.

The imperial players were even more dissatisfied. After experiencing a large number of videos, they began to refute them in large quantities.

"This fire was going to burn. You should have been prepared for being burned. You didn't defend yourself from the fire, and you still blame others!"

"Damn, can the two armies still let go of water in war? You are only allowed to attack Changshe City, but our court will not set fire to your camp? If Changshe City is destroyed and the losses of tens of thousands of imperial soldiers in the city, who will avenge them?"

"War is to fight, and it is never a waste of means. Brothers of the Yellow Turban Army, learn a little bit. Don't cry just because you are defeated. There will be some future wars."

"This fire attack can only show that the players in the court camp are more wise and more powerful. Yellow Turbans, surrender sooner."

Countless posts filled the confrontation between the two sides.

The players' camps were caught in a large-scale dispute because of this fire attack and could not be exchanged.

However, the next system-wide announcement made both parties almost scare their chins.

“Announcement of the whole China Region:

History of the late Eastern Han Dynasty: On May 8, 184 AD, Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Liu Hong, reigned in the first year of Zhongping. Xiaobai, the commander of the imperial army, followed the general Huangfu Song of the Central Army to encircle and suppress the Yingchuan Bocai army. In Changshe City, he built tens of flying lanterns and descended the Tiantian Fire. He burned the millions of troops of the Yellow Turban Army of the Bocai army outside the city, and defeated them, shocked the court and the country. Historical records say: [Xiaobaitianhuo, the fire of the Bocai camp in succession]. His deeds have been widely circulated, and all the officials and ministers know about it, women and children, and their children hear about it. He dared not cry at night, and his reputation soared.

The first player in the system created history and was officially loaded into the historical plot in the game. The announcement was completed."
Chapter completed!