There are few examples of repeated armies that can turn defeat into victory, just like the current White Lotus Sect Holy Sect army, which usually only has the result of fighting to the death until all of them are killed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without reinforcements, Xu Shouhui was dragged by Zou Pusheng and fled eastward with 150,000 troops who were already far behind.

Han Shantong didn't see it until he died, and it seemed that Liu Futong was rushing over with a standard of elite men and horses in the distance.

It's a pity that this White Lotus Sect Master, who was brave in the end, became a real commander of ten thousand armies, was a real pioneer, and became a real hero, could never know why Liu Futong only arrived at this time, and why he arrived at this time when he had 20,000 cavalry troops to support.

But fortunately, I may be able to save Lin'er, good brother.

Han Shantong thought that Liu Futong was his most trusted brother until he died, which was why the Gu pill he gave Liu Futong at the beginning was actually just a flexible tonic.

A thing that Han Shantong couldn't say until he died, the White Lotus Sect Master who was cut off by a centurion didn't know that it was the pill that didn't have Gu worms at all, and the words that he wanted to say several times but didn't say for various reasons planted a seed in the heart of Liu Futong, who had really firmly supported him.

Now, that seed has sprouted, and it's growing rapidly. That's why there are all the actions of the Yuan army this time, there is the chaos of the front army retreating and the rear army not retreating, there is Han Lin'er rushing back, and there is the ending of Han Shantong, who was provoked by his son, to fight to the death.

If you don't know very, very well, and hate it very, very much, how can you calculate Han Shantong to this point?

Liu Futong understands Han Shantong's character, and because of that time bomb-like Gu pill, he planted a flower of hatred in his heart. That's why everything happened today, and there was Han Shantong whose head was cut off by a centurion.

Liu Futong brought all the elites, and there were many martial arts people, so it only took a short time for them to kill the big pole in the chaotic army, hacked to death the centurion who was still in the surprise of obtaining the head of the enemy commander, and then ordered someone to snatch out the seriously injured Han Lin'er.

Liu Futong didn't look at the head with a reassuring face, he just casually took the scimitar in the hand of the dead centurion, and slashed several times on the White Lotus Sect Holy Sect's big sword, completely knocking it down.

The fall of Daxu caused even more chaos, and Liu Futong's elite cavalry evacuated the scene as quickly as possible.

Chakhan Timur was no more than a hundred paces away from that big chu at this time, and he could see it clearly that he had no intention of stopping it at all. Han people pay attention to doing business, there is a child who is not bullied, since they have chosen this business, then the remaining Xu Shouhui, Zou Pusheng, Liu Futong and Han Lin'er, next time they kill, it will be the same.

On this day, the White Lotus Sect was destroyed. Of the 350,000 troops, only 170,000 remained, 20,000 were slaughtered during the war, and the remaining soldiers who could not escape were buried alive. The remaining troops were taken away by Xu Shouhui and Zou Pusheng with 150,000, and the 20,000 cavalry were taken away by Liu Futong.

The red scarf is still there, but there is no longer a single religion dominating the country.

On the eastbound road, Xu Shouhui wanted to turn around twice to save Han Shantong, but was stopped by Zou Pusheng. The third time, before Zou Pusheng could speak, a person who was obviously shrouded in black during the day suddenly appeared, just standing on Xu Shouhui's horse head and speaking indifferently.

"Han Shantong is dead, and there will probably be no more White Lotus Sect for a long time in the future, but the boss said that the Red Turban Army can't be allowed to disappear anymore, so this is for you, so you can know for yourself. ”

People come suddenly, and disappear even more strangely.

Like a living person whose dust is blown away by the wind, Xu Shouhui asked himself if he had never seen it, but Zou Pusheng saw a little clue.

"It seems to be one of the ancient tricks, but there is no such method in the existing ancient tricks in this world, but it looks very similar. Zou Pusheng suddenly slapped his head and scolded secretly, thinking about what he was doing at this time. He hurriedly took the small package from Xu Shouhui, who was still in a daze, and opened it, and sure enough, he saw what he dreamed of.

"Brother Xu, the antidote and the formula of the antidote!" Zou Pusheng said in an indescribably excited tone, but his voice was reduced to a size that only he and Xu Shouhui could hear, "What am I talking about? Then Han Shantong has no ability to concoct this kind of thing by himself, with this, we can also compete for the world!"

Xu Shouhui, whose complexion had returned to calm, took a very deep breath, then took the antidote handed by Zou Pusheng and took it, and said with an incredibly calm attitude: "The antidote will be sent to all the soldiers as soon as possible, and then we will go to the south, and I will avenge Han Shantong." ”

It sounds a bit of a woman's kindness, but Zou Pusheng knows this Brother Xu too well, if it weren't for that, then it really wasn't Xu Shouhui's doing. He took over the conversation and said: "Although we are stronger at the moment, Liu Futong has Han Lin'er in his hands, and he actually has some advantages in comparison. ”

"Lin Er wants to live, if he is in trouble, I will save him. Pusheng, don't worry, I will not support Lin Er as the emperor, and your hard work will not be in vain. I, Xu Shouhui, will give an explanation to all those who follow me. Xu Shouhui said every word quietly, and then clamped the horse's belly and walked forward quickly.

Zou Pusheng just wanted to keep up, but suddenly the guards reported that there was a young man in the village where the former army had arrived and wanted to join the Red Turban Army.

Zou Pusheng was a little surprised, but more worried. There was no chance of an accident at this juncture, and this army of 150,000 people had not yet reached the level where it could withstand all kinds of blows, so he decided to go and see for himself.

The one who asked to join was indeed a young man, with good eyebrows and eyes, and there was some momentum standing there. But Zou Pusheng still saw the origin of this person at a glance, even if today was the first time Zou Pusheng had seen this young man.

A descendant of a fisherman, who has been a beggar, is probably not from this dilapidated village with only twenty households.

Could it be a spy? As soon as Zou Pusheng had this idea in his mind, the young man laughed out loud.

"My lord, do you think I'm a spy of the Yuan Army? Wrong, I was originally the leader of the beggar gang, and I was framed and fled here, but I just felt that meeting was fate, and I wanted to join your Red Turban Army to show my ambitions. The young man's voice was very clear, faintly revealing the vicissitudes of life.

"Beggar gang leader?" For some reason, Zou Pusheng didn't laugh, and he didn't even doubt whether what the young man said was true or false. It was strange that he believed that this young man had probably been the leader of the beggar gang of Narauszi before, but he was not framed, which is hard to say.

Just those eyes, Zou Pusheng was thinking about whether if he recruited this person, would he be luring the wolf into the room?

"What's your name?" Zou Pusheng decided to ask first.

"Chen Youliang. ”