Zhou still asked Zhou Cang to lead 10,000 troops and horses, which was really eye-catching.

The crowd who saw the army was away from afar.

The soldiers guarding the city in Nansha Town saw a large group of people coming from afar, and they were pounding the gongs and drums nervously, looking at the ten thousand people with nervous expressions.

Zhou Yiran walked outside Nansha Town and saw that the gate of Nansha Town had been tightly closed.

Zhou Yiran looked at the dilapidated city of Nansha Town, thinking that such a city has more than 100,000 migrant population, and his own high city barriers are several times stronger than this Nansha Town.

The migrant population is only tens of thousands, and I am afraid it is almost the small town in Nansha that has been recognized by the Han Dynasty, and its new town has not settled in the Han Dynasty.

"Whose soldiers are you?" The officers and soldiers on the city looked at Zhou Yiran's troops at the city and asked with courage.

"We are the townsmen in towns a hundred miles away. We passed by here to Youzhou to meet the prefect of Liu Yan." Zhou Cang preached the city with a loud voice.

When the officers and soldiers guarding the city saw such a large group of people, they did not dare to open the city privately. One officer and soldier said, "Let's go and ask the city lord!"

"Go! Go!" Zhou Cang waved.

Not long after, a tall general leaned over the city, overlooking the majestic soldiers and horses under the city, sweating on his forehead.

"Do you have the prefect's handwriting?" the man finished.

"No, just open the door!" Zhou Cang shouted.

"No, your troops are too majestic, they are clearly elite soldiers. How can they be the local savages? I really can't open the city gate." After the city lord said that, Zhou Cang's eyes stood up.

Zhou Yiran waved his hand and asked Zhou Cang to retreat. He took out Bocai's head from the space package and said to the city lord on the city: "Do you know who this person is?"

"Whose head is this?" asked the city lord.

"Bocai!" Zhou Yiran said.

"Ah! Are you the God of Zhou? Oh, no, it's General Zhou!" The city lord realized the mistake of his tongue and changed his words repeatedly.

Zhou Yiran said intimately: "When did he become a demon god? Is it really such a bad reputation?"

"Then you haven't opened the city gate yet?" Zhou Cang shouted.

The city lord dared not say much, so he quickly ordered someone to open the city gate.

"Lord! A small town like him? As long as you attack, it will definitely be like a destruction." Zhou Cang said, and Zhou Yiran waved his finger and said, "It's good to know in my heart."

Zhou Yiran led the army into the city, and the city lord came out, and did not dare to neglect Zhou Yiran at all. Not to mention that Zhou Yiran was the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him, he could not bear it with just one charge.

Zhou Yiran saw the fear of the city lord of Nansha Town, so he didn't stay much and led his troops away and headed straight for Youzhou.

This place is more than 300 miles away from Youzhou, and it will take three or four days to walk.

The sky gradually darkened, and at this time it had already left Nansha Town for dozens of miles.

Zhou Yiran ordered the army to station, rest for a day, and then go on a journey tomorrow.

The time spent by the advancer each time is equal to the time spent outside the task. After entering the advancement war, his own town will still develop in the original direction.

Other advancers also entered the mission at this time, so no one would attack. More importantly, the war in the mission almost covers all the battles, so no other forces would attack the town.

This allows all promotionists to enter the promotion battle with confidence without any worries.

Outside the mission, people from two hostile camps will receive different mission prompts when they meet, just like the mission Zhou Yiran encountered before, like a horse thief attacking.

Zhou Yiran had just been stationed, and a team of people rushed towards their camp, and their heads were wrapped in a headscarf.

These Yellow Turban soldiers were holding rockets in their hands, and as soon as they arrived at Zhou Yiran's camp, they began to shoot rockets.

"Tip: The mortal enemy, the Yellow Turban bandits, attacked."

Zhou Yiran thought to himself, was this the result he encountered after he became mortal enemies with the Yellow Turban soldiers?

During the promotion battle, because Guan Hai and Bo Cai were killed, they became mortal enemies with the Yellow Turban Army, which led to the Yellow Turban Army attacking Zhou Yiran.

However, Zhou Yiran was not worried about his city walls, because Li Jiangshan was in charge. With Li Jiangshan's strategy, he should be able to stop him. What's more, this space would not treat Zhou Yiran particularly well.

In the promotion battle, they will be improved and weakened based on their average strength, let alone outside the promotion battle.

"Kill!" After Zhou Cang gave the order, five hundred god-fighting sword soldiers rushed out, moving at an extremely fast speed, even surpassing the cavalry. Among the Yellow Turban soldiers, blood floated, and some Yellow Turban soldiers separated their bodies before they shot the rockets.

Hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers were not killed even one of the God-Fengshang Sword Soldiers. Compared with special troops like the God-Fengshang Sword Sword Soldiers, the Yellow Turban soldiers were weak and extremely weak.

Zhou Cang smacked his lips, as if he was unable to kill.

Zhou Yiran looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers who died in a pool of blood and said to himself: "How dare they hit stones with eggs? Are they stupid?"

"Does they have any traps?" In Zhou Yiran's mind, the Yellow Turban soldiers were overwhelmed like locusts when they moved. This time there were only more than 100 Yellow Turban soldiers, which was very abnormal.

Zhou Yiran couldn't guess thoroughly and thought to himself that it would be great if Li Jiangshan was there.

Zhou Cang ordered people to be careful and there was nothing to do overnight.

On the second day, Zhou still didn't care about the reason why these hundred Yellow Turban soldiers were killed.

"Reorganize the troops! Get ready to set off!" Zhou Cang ordered.

Zhou Yiran's troops had just set off, and several people appeared quietly here, checking the bodies of the dead Yellow Turban soldiers.
Chapter completed!