The Yellow Turban army of 50,000 men arrived at the city gates in an instant.

"kill!"

With a furious roar, the Yellow Turban army charged madly toward the gates of Yingyin City.

Xun Yu's expression was extremely solemn. He gritted his teeth and ordered, "All troops, prepare for defense!"

"Archers, prepare!"

A horn sounded from the city wall, and countless archers drew their bows and aimed at the outside of the city.

The Yellow Turban army was getting closer and closer at the city gate.

Xun Yu roared, "Release the arrows!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Countless arrows were shot out.

A dense barrage of arrows instantly covered the Yellow Turban soldiers near the city gate, and screams of agony rang out continuously.

The Yellow Turban leader outside the city sneered. They had even conquered Runan County. What was a mere county town compared to that?

He drew his sword and shouted fiercely, "Men, charge into the city and loot all its treasures!"

Instantly, countless Yellow Turban rebels, as if injected with chicken blood, shouted excitedly and charged forward desperately.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Soon, the Yellow Turban rebels broke through the city gates and swarmed into Yingyin.

The Yellow Turban leader laughed loudly, "Haha, brothers, let's go seize the grain first!"

Food supplies are of paramount importance. The reason why the Yellow Turban Army was able to quickly gather hundreds of thousands of people is because they plundered the money and food of aristocratic families everywhere. This is the foundation of their existence!

Yingchuan County has many aristocratic families with property and wealth, and Yingyin is the birthplace of the Xun family. All that is needed is to plunder them to quickly strengthen their power.

Their attack on Yingyang County was precisely to plunder the Xun family's money and grain!

When they arrived at the place where Xun had stored grain and fodder, all the Yellow Turban soldiers were stunned.

This is a huge granary, even larger than the entire county they plundered!

"Damn it, the Xun family truly lives up to its reputation as one of the four great families; they are indeed very wealthy!"

"Haha, I'm rich this time!"

Looking at the enormous granary, the Yellow Turban leader couldn't help but roar to the sky; they had never seen so much money and grain in their entire lives.

Just then, someone in the Yellow Turban Army noticed something was wrong.

"Commander... something's wrong with these provisions, take a sniff!"

The Yellow Turban leader immediately stepped forward, grabbed a handful, smelled it, and then tasted it.

"Saltpeter powder... Oh no, we've fallen for their trap!"

The Yellow Turban leader's expression changed drastically, and he jumped up suddenly.

"Run!"

He turned and ran away.

"Trying to escape? Too late!"

On the distant city tower, rows of soldiers appeared, their bows drawn and arrows flaming.

"Hmph, fire the arrows!" Xun Yu shouted coldly.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Thousands upon thousands of rockets shot out, blanketing the sky and covering everything.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

These rockets landed among the Yellow Turban army, setting them ablaze and igniting them as they wailed in agony, struggling in agony under the raging flames.

The fire was fierce and engulfed the entire Yellow Turban Army in a short time.

"Damn it, we've been tricked!"

The Yellow Turban leader was furious and ordered the remaining troops to retreat. He personally led the remaining Yellow Turban army in the retreat.

"Brother Wenruo, why don't we give chase?"

Upon seeing this, the county magistrate anxiously asked, "The Yellow Turban army is now in complete disarray; it's a perfect opportunity to pursue them."

Xun Yu, however, calmly replied, "Don't worry, they can't escape. There are people waiting outside the city!"

The county magistrate was puzzled and quickly followed Xun Yu to look outside.

Sure enough, there was an army outside Yingyin City. Although it was fully armed, it only numbered a few hundred.

Upon seeing the Yellow Turban soldiers fleeing from Yingyin City, Gao Shun immediately gripped his longsword and roared, "We are determined to fight to the death!"

"kill!"

The seven hundred soldiers of the Vanguard Army shouted loudly at the same time, their momentum magnificent.

"Charging into battle, I am invincible!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Yellow Turban Army, which was already somewhat scattered, was frightened by this momentum, and coupled with the deterrent power of the Trapped Camp, they were stunned for a moment.

"what to do?"

The Yellow Turban leaders were somewhat frightened, watching helplessly as the Trapped Camp charged forward!

What awaited them was a massacre!

The Trapped Camp, like wolves among sheep, hacked and slashed relentlessly.

The spears of the Trapped Camp pierced the bodies of one Yellow Turban soldier after another.

One after another, Yellow Turban soldiers fell in pools of blood.

In just a short while, the 700 elite troops had killed more than 2,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, which made the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers even more terrified.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The Yellow Turban leader shouted loudly, but unfortunately the Trapped Camp would not give them a chance, and wave after wave of them were killed.

In just a short while, outside Yingyin City, corpses lay strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

The Trapped Camp, like the Grim Reaper, reaped the lives of the Yellow Turban Army!

Inside Yingyin City, Xun Yu stood on the city wall, watching the Trapped Camp display its might, and was utterly awestruck, muttering to himself, "What a formidable army..."

Xun Yu had just clearly noticed the invincible belief emanating from the Trapped Camp.

They were like war machines; even when wounded, they never retreated, with only one belief in their hearts: to annihilate all enemies!

Such an elite army is unmatched by anyone.

Riding on his horse, Cao Cao directly felt the terrifying power of the Trapped Camp, his eyes burning as he stared at them.

He had never seen such a formidable army. Although it numbered only seven hundred, it seemed as if all the enemies blocking his path were made of paper.

"If all the armies of the Han Dynasty were like the Trapped Camp, the annihilation of the Yellow Turban rebels would be just around the corner..." Cao Cao thought excitedly.

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