As the smoke disappeared, Zhang Jiao turned into dust and disappeared with the wind. In the eyes of more soldiers who did not know the truth, the great wise and good teacher was driven back to heaven by Zhao Xing, the general of Zhenbei, who had divine power.

As a huge fireball in front of him rose, from near to far, all the soldiers who were concerned about this battle first saw Zhang Jiao annihilated in the fireball, then felt his feet trembling, and then a burst sounded even more terrifying than the thunder in the sky sounded in his ears.

Many old soldiers of the Bingzhou Legion had participated in the Qingniwa Decisive Battle and had seen the power of the thunder. Therefore, according to the requirements of the upsurge, they explained the precautions to the soldiers who were uninformed. When they saw the fire flashing, they all crawled down, covered their ears with their hands, and opened their mouths wide open. Although many people did not understand the meaning of doing so, the soldiers of Bingzhou, who had always been strict in military discipline, followed the old soldiers with personal protection. As for the 1,500 light cavalry led by Wang Lu, Zhao Xing did not let them appear under Taocheng, and if the cavalry exploded the camp, it would not be a joke.

The fifth battalion of the court and Yuan Shao's Jizhou soldiers had never seen the sky-burning thunder, so this time they were in trouble. When the huge shock wave radiated to the surroundings, the imperial soldiers and Yuan Shao's army gathered on the open land outside the city were overturned and they were in a mess for a while. Even Yuan Shao, who was riding on a tall horse, was caught off guard and was thrown out of the horse's back by the frightened horse and fell to bite the mud. Lu Zhi was a little better, after all, he had good skills to make a foundation. After realizing that the situation was abnormal, he immediately bent down and pressed against the horse's back to avoid repeated Yuan Shao's experience.

Although Lu Zhi was good at it, the troops and horses of the second battalion of Yue cavalry under his tent were not so powerful. The huge roar from the explosion directly shocked more than 40% of the horses in the two battalions. Suddenly, the people of the two battalions neighed and rushed around. The frightened horses ran around like crazy, trampling and wounding many infantrymen of the other three battalions. Lu Zhi was good at leading the troops. When he saw this situation, he quickly asked his generals to call the infantry to move away from the road of the frightened horses and let them run wildly in the distance. After letting the frightened crazy horses go, he immediately gathered his men and retreated to the place far away from Taocheng.

There are only one thousand cavalry under Yuan Shao's command, and he is embarrassed to bring them out and show his eyes. Instead, he escaped. However, the other infantry watching the battle were also scared, their legs trembled, and some even had shit, urine and air flow, and the three souls left the seven souls.

As for the soldiers at the entrance of Tao City and the Yellow Turban Army in the city, many of them were bleeding from their seven orifices and were shocked to death on the spot. Those who were not dead were also injured in internal injuries, and more of them fell to the ground, shocked by the horrifying sound and violent explosion.

"I will order my army to set sail and capture Taocheng!" Zhao Xing, who was sitting upright, raised his decorative command sword specially created for the marshal and issued the order loudly.

While the forces of all parties were still in a mess, 30,000 soldiers of Bingzhou Army lined up a square formation in a company and walked towards the Taocheng City, which now seemed to have two front teeth, before the army had almost encountered large-scale obstacles and drove into Taocheng City. In some corners and houses, the soldiers of Bingzhou encountered small groups of resistance. Zhao Xing was not so kind tolerant to these extremists who dared to resist to the end. He directly issued a "no mercy" order, allowing the soldiers to use inhuman weapons such as one-handed crossbows and "incendiary bombs" and swept them all!

Seeing the crossbow arrows shot by the soldiers in Bingzhou, they stabbed people into hedgehogs. Some black and round guys threw out from time to time in the streets and alleys, burned some guys who refused to surrender in the houses and wanted to use the help of some rioters who resisted stubbornly, and quickly ran out of the house to beg for surrender. The psychological offensive and public opinion fostered a few days ago, coupled with the earth-shaking shock today, the defenders in Taocheng in the Tao City completely lost their fighting spirit and resistance. Many of the disciples under Zhang Jiao also took advantage of the situation and knelt down to surrender. But then again, even if these defenders still have fighting spirit, how can they resist the elite Bingzhou soldiers with excellent equipment and excellent combat power?

"Report to the general, he has controlled the four gates and the whole city, and ask for instructions on the next action!" Li Jinsi came to Zhao Xing who had already entered the city and reported loudly. This time, he had a great contribution to the Shadow Force under his command. Not to mention mobilizing the masses to carry out psychological offensives, the personnel who were placed under the armored vehicles belonged to the Shadow Force's Special Operations Group.

"The Yellow Turbans are guarding the people everywhere on the spot. After waiting for the villagers to enter the city, they will first identify their relatives, find these people, and gather them together for me to talk!" Zhao Xing said.

After receiving the order, Li Jinsi immediately went to make arrangements. An hour later, Li Jinsi turned around and came to Zhao Xing's room, which had entered the Julu Prefect's Mansion, and reported to him that the task had been completed. Zhao Xing then stood up and went to an open square in the city where thousands of Yellow Turban people gathered.

Standing on the temporary wooden platform, Zhao Xing said to the people of Bingzhou who were still wrapped in yellow turbans on their heads and clothes, standing beside them: "Friends, I know that many of you were bewitched by the demon Zhang Jiao, and they were obsessed with ghosts and took the evil path. Many of you were even forced to join the Yellow Turban Army. I patted your relatives on the chest and promised that as long as you put down your weapons and did not resist, I will allow you to join Bingzhou and live a safe and sound life in the future. Today I am here to fulfill this promise! Now, pull off the yellow cloth on your head and throw it under your feet!"

As soon as Zhao Xing finished speaking, he was anxiously waiting for the "mass work team" immediately rubbed off the yellow turbans wrapped around his relatives and friends' heads and threw them to the ground.

"With your feet stomping on the yellow cloth three times, you will be completely free in the future!" Zhao Xing said again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A louder stomp sounded, and some mass workers even stepped on yellow cloth together. They stomped seven or eight in one breath to be considered relieved.

"Now, I announce that you have regained your freedom. In the future, you will be the people under my rule by Zhao Xing. The Zhenbei Legion will be responsible for protecting your safety. No one dares to bully you again!" Zhao Xing shouted loudly to the people below the stage.

"Genshun, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to General Zhenbei. Without him, you can still survive if you step on half of your foot into the grave?" Genshun's wife pulled her husband, who was still stunned, to the ground and kowtowed to Zhao Xing on the stage.

"My sons, you must remember today. There is no General Zhenbei coming to rescue you. If you are caught by the military horses of the court, you will be buried alive! General Lu Zhonglang has buried tens of thousands of Yellow Turban rioters along the way..." Chen Sanyi's father is educating several young people in his clan.

"Okay, everyone should get up. In the future, we will be a family. When I see me, I don't have to kneel three times and kowtow nine times, just bow and bow!" Zhao Xing said to the villagers who knelt down the stage. "I have an important thing for you to do now. Who can do it well? But there are merits to be rewarded. As for the use of merits, you can ask your relatives around you!" Zhao Xing continued.

"Brother, what are the merits mentioned by General Zhao?"

"It's very useful! Simply put, the higher the merits, the more respected people are. When walking on the road, others pay tribute to you, and when you go out, you are looked up to by others, is the way for us poor people to strive for progress!"

"Wife, what can this merit be used for?"

"Merit is a good thing. The more you accumulate, the better the benefits you will enjoy in the future! General Zhao can say that in the face of merit, there is no distinction between seniority and nobleness, no matter whether you are born in men or women, as long as you have merits to Bingzhou, you can get merit and enjoy what ordinary people cannot enjoy!"

"Friends, the task I have assigned you is to get up now and go to various places in the city to guard the Yellow Turban people, and to squeeze and scold the people you hate the most, listen to the words of the demon Zhang Jiao, and keep silent and keep leaving the 'Zhonghuang Taiyi True God', all of them are found! Listen to you, don't point out randomly, otherwise you will be regarded as a false accusation and will be severely punished! At the same time, you cannot let one go. After identification, you will make contributions to those who are correctly identified. The more you point out, the greater the contributions!" Zhao Xing bewitched the people who just joined the Yellow Turban Army.
Chapter completed!