Chapter 65
Yang Feng's barracks are doing well, and a fire attack is impossible.

At the same time, there are many people patrolling, and it is not easy to sneak attack.

But Zhang Ming already has a solution, and now he wants to test it first.

A lot of dry ice exploded this time, and this dry ice is what is used to create smoke on stage.

Zhang Ming took out a piece of dry ice. It was probably a small ball held in one hand. It was made from some kind of packaging.

"The system says special packaging, and it really is special. This thing will explode when the temperature is high, but the special packaging is fine."

Zhang Ming smashed the dry ice on the ground, and a lot of smoke came out immediately. The smoke wouldn't do much harm to people, but it could make people invisible.

"good stuff."

After the experiment, Zhang Ming had a plan.

This time, he called hundreds of backbones of the army and began to explain things.

"Remember, each of you carries some of these balls on your back, and the timing of throwing must be accurate."

"In addition, every soldier's mask is distributed, and everyone must wear it."

In fact, wearing a mask is useless at all, but it can comfort your own soldiers and scare local soldiers.

After the explanation was over, hundreds of people went back separately, leading the soldiers under them to carry out the mission.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Ming and his army quietly came to hide a few miles away from the Yellow Turban camp.

"Yun Chang, Yi De, each of you will bring a troop to outflank, and Zilong and I will lead a raid on Yang Feng and Xu Huang's camp, trying to capture them alive."

Zhang Ming explained again when he got to the specific place.

After the arrangement was completed, everyone began to grope into the enemy's barracks.

An hour later, Zhang Ming and the others were several hundred meters away from the barracks.

"I kill the guards, as far as I can get close."

Zhang Ming saw the patrolling guards and picked up the crossbow, and several other soldiers held bows and arrows.

"rush."

With a wave of Zhang Ming's hand, the whole army began to charge in silence.

"Enemy~"

Seeing that the guard wanted to warn, Zhang Ming raised his hand, and the crossbow was fired.

"Pfft~"

"Ding~ System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing a Yellow Turban, reward ten packs of potato chips, 200 copper coins, meritorious value +1."

Other soldiers also attacked with bows and arrows. The guards were attacked in the first wave and failed to shout out.

However, the yellow turbans in the distance saw it, and they hurriedly warned.

In this little time, Zhang Ming will be tens of meters closer tomorrow.

"kill."

There is no need to be silent anymore, the sound of shouting and killing can cause panic to the enemy.

After approaching, Zhang Ming and the others began to throw dry ice.

This thing has been tested several times before, so that the soldiers are familiar with it, and there will be no fear.

A large amount of white smoke was born.

When the Yellow Turbans rushed out to attack, they found that they were shrouded in white smoke.

"The sorcery."

"What is this, why can't I see it?"

"There are monsters, they are monster soldiers."

Yellow Turban had never seen such a thing before, and a large amount of white smoke suddenly came out, blocking their sight.

Immediately, there was a great chaos in the Yellow Turbans, and they began to run wildly, and they did not obey the command.

There is no way to command at all.

"Kill kill kill~"

Zhang Ming and the others knew that the smoke would block their vision, so they made arrangements. The soldiers united and swept across, trying not to accidentally injure their own people.

But the Yellow Turbans are not like this, rampant, trampling on each other, very chaotic.

Yang Feng and Xu Huang immediately went into battle when they heard the movement, but after they took command of the army, they found a big problem and couldn't command at all.

"General, it's messed up, it's all messed up."

Seeing this messy scene, Xu Huang knew that they were screwed and had no chance of turning things around.

"Let's go, Gongming, you can resist for a while and follow up. I will organize the team in front."

Yang Feng was very decisive, looking at the smoke in front of him, he was very uncertain.

Yang Feng retreated with some people.

Xu Huang didn't think there was anything wrong with this arrangement, he just had to resist it, Xu Huang was completely confident.

He figured out how to organize some people around him.

But at this moment, Zhang Ming and Zhao Yun rushed over.

"Ding~ System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing a Yellow Turban soldier, rewarding 10 Nanfu batteries and 200 copper coins. Meritorious value +1."

"Ding~ System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing a yellow turban soldier, reward a pure cotton quilt, 200 copper coins, meritorious value +1."

"Ding~ System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing a Yellow Turban soldier, reward ten decks of poker, 200 copper coins, meritorious value +1."

Zhang Ming charged all the way, and Zhao Yun and he were completely unstoppable.

They also worried that the smoke would interfere with their vision, so they kept raiding without using dry ice.

"Xu Huang, stop running."

When they rushed over, they saw Xu Huang.

When Xu Huang saw that Zhang Ming and the others had rushed to their center, he immediately wanted to run.

"Quick, go and intercept them."

"Kill Zhang Ming, the prefect of Liaodong, and we will win."

Xu Huang was taken aback, but he was very witty, and immediately mobilized the yellow scarves around him to stop Zhang Ming.

"Throw dry ice."

A large number of yellow scarves came from all around, and Zhang Ming threw out the dry ice in time.

Zhang Ming threw a few in Xu Huang's direction one after another, and the soldiers threw them around.

Immediately, the surrounding area was filled with smoke.

This sudden change made Huang Jin very frightened.

The Yellow Turban immediately became chaotic.

"Demon law, there is really a demon law."

"I can't see."

"Am I dead?"

The Yellow Turbans suddenly collapsed, and they were in a state of fear.

Xu Huang was also stunned. There was smoke all around him, and he couldn't see it at all, so he didn't dare to move around.

But Xu Huang knew that he couldn't do nothing, so relying on all his strength, he began to squeeze outside.

It's just that after turning his body around a few times, he has lost his sense of direction.

On a chaotic night, Zhang Ming and the others retreated after a random killing, forming a relatively large encirclement circle around the periphery.

Yellow turbans kept coming out.

"Squat down and don't move."

"Hand over your weapon and squat down."

The Yellow Turbans came out one after another, but they were surrounded.

There was almost no resistance, no matter if dozens or hundreds of yellow scarves came out, they all handed over their weapons obediently, and then squatted down.

They have no command and do not know how to resist.

More and more Yellow Turbans surrendered.

Zhang Ming has been watching from the outside, he is with Zhang Fei.

"Brother, you are still very good, and the way you think is to easily take down the enemy." Although Zhang Fei killed enough, he was very happy that he had a huge harvest tonight.

Zhang Ming responded with a reply, but his eyes kept staring at the yellow scarf that came out.

Finally, the figure of a big man fell into his eyes.

Xu Huang still couldn't escape. He lost his way before and wandered around in a circle. When the smoke cleared a lot, he identified the direction to escape, but the team had already dispersed.

Xu Huang was still holding his big axe, struggling to squeeze out of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)

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