Quyang, unlike most places in the country, is still densely covered with the smoke of war. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The decisive battle between the Yellow Turban Army and the Han Dynasty is about to begin.

The battlefield is two hundred miles in radius, with white bones in the wilderness, and there are few people.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were stationed together, and they had been confronting the Yellow Turban Army for more than a month.

Liu Bei took Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to join the Dynasty Army, and over there, Zhang Jiao of the Yellow Turban Army also called the last ace generals - Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao.

The two armies shot their positions and stood by on the spot, leaving a large area of the battlefield in between.

Deng Mao touched the charm attached to his chest and glanced at Cheng Yuanzhi. The two died tragically on the battlefield, but were rescued from the underworld by Zhang Jiao. It's just that the two forgot how they died.

The night before, the Great Sage had personally attached the charm to his chest.

"Deng Mao, tomorrow I will definitely defeat the officers and soldiers, and I will kill a few of their generals when I go out of battle, and I will help you cover up the past." In the dim light, Zhang Jiao's thin hand pressed on Deng Mao's chest, and the charm was tightly attached to his chest, "It's up to you." Zhang Jiao's voice was low, Deng Mao knew that since the Yellow Turban Uprising, he was invincible, but when he was approaching victory, Zhang Liang's death gave the Yellow Turban Army a heavy blow, and also gave Zhang Jiao a deep psychological blow.

Zhang Jiao walked in the folk all his life, saving the dead and helping the wounded, Deng Mao was his faithful believer, he saw with his own eyes the people who were suffering from illness, and Zhang Jiao slowly adjusted, those who were disabled for life, but also under his powerful truth and thaumaturgy, miraculously restored the appearance of ordinary people, he personally took on the heavy responsibility of saving the suffering, walking in other places, together with other believers, sacrificing and dedicating everywhere, putting the people of Li in fire and water.

Zhang Jiao is his god, his life, now, what is wrong with this god, why are his eyes tired? Could it be that the peaceful and prosperous era they longed for will be short-lived? No, the epiphany is just slowly growing, but it is quickly withering.

"As long as you induce the truth, your body will become as hard as steel." Zhang Jiao picked up the nine-section scepter and turned his back, Deng Mao found that he was already an old man, and even a little shaky, was he still the Zhang Jiao who was so powerful that he didn't even care about the emperor?

Deng Mao came back to his senses, the drums had sounded, a black man of the Han army came out of the battle, looked around, but he was not a famous general, and he had never even seen it, Deng Mao took up the truth, retracted his mind, and turned back and said: "Little ones, you wait, watch me take his head!" ”

Listening to Deng Mao's shouting, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was like a rainbow, drums and shouts, the flag waved, Deng Mao's blood was boiling, and he saw that the muscles of his body were tensed and became black and hard.

The black man was dressed in cloth clothes, with a black turban on his head, at first glance, he looked like a woodcutter, and he had no armor to defend himself, Deng Mao was secretly angry in his heart: "Look down on people? Watch Lao Tzu split you with an axe! ”

Seeing Deng Mao coming, the black man smiled slightly, stepped off the black horse and ran over, Deng Mao relied on his body as hard as steel, so he gave up the defense, and slashed at the black man with an axe.

When the two of them got closer, the black man saw Deng Mao clearly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he clenched his steel teeth. "What a demon! Hey, grandpa, I like to be hard! The black man was not surprised, lowered his body, poked out a snake spear, opened his leopard eyes, and rushed towards Deng Mao.

"Kill!" Deng Mao lifted his whole body, stepped off the war horse and jumped up, he raised his axe and slashed at the other party, this split was enough to split a rhinoceros in half, and the real qi that turned into a gang blew the ground dusty.

Unexpectedly, the black man roared, Deng Mao only felt the earth shake, and the air around him crackled under the black man's true agitation, he was shocked, but his arms did not react in time, and he still slashed at the black man's head.

The cold light flashed in front of him, but he saw the black man's leopard eyes wide open, and his arms were really like a collection of arms to raise the snake spear and cut it horizontally towards his giant axe, the giant axe had not yet been cut, and the snake spear had been cut off the bronze blade, the black man reached out and grabbed the copper handle of the giant axe, Deng Mao looked at it, the broken blade of the axe that was cut off had melted, and white smoke came out, and his heart was cold, but he saw the black man smile, and his left arm exerted force, and he bent the handle of the bronze axe with the thickness of half a bowl in his hand.

This surprise was not trivial, and Deng Mao was suddenly frightened: "Ah! You ......"

The black man grabbed the copper axe, threw it in the dust, and said, "Listen, grandpa is a Yanren Zhang Yide!" Have you forgotten? ”

As soon as the words fell, Deng Mao wanted to turn around and flee, Zhang Fei stabbed Deng Mao's steely body with a spear, and Deng Mao's whole body twitched violently, the huge Zhangba snake spear had pierced through the spell on his chest, and the armor was like a piece of paper in front of his divine power, and the blood that flowed out was suddenly vaporized by the high temperature.

Deng Mao trembled and stretched out his right hand and said, "Good kill, I'm convinced!" To give...... I'm a ...... Rejoice! ”

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers saw the most cruel scene, Zhang Fei raised the snake spear high and sent it up, Deng Mao's body left the snake spear and threw it into the air, and when it fell, Zhang Fei's snake spear flashed cold, and Deng Mao was already in a different place.

How else will you be resurrected this time? "Who would dare to go up?!" Zhang Fei rode a black horse and galloped left and right, and the sound shook like thunder.

Deng Mao's death aroused the indignation of the Yellow Turban Army, and he remembered the shouts of "revenge" for a while.

Cheng Yuanzhi saw that his sworn brother Deng Mao was killed, and he secretly didn't want to live anymore, he shook the meteor hammer in his hand and said, "I'm here to avenge my brother!" ”

After speaking, he rode out of the battle and galloped towards Zhang Fei.

Seeing Cheng Yuanzhi coming, Zhang Fei was not afraid at all, stopped his horse, pointed his spear at Cheng Yuanzhi and said, "It turns out that I didn't kill you last time, okay, I'll let you make three moves!" ”

Cheng Yuanzhi secretly applauded in his heart, and while he was unprepared, he wanted to kill Zhang Fei in three moves. He carried the meteor hammer, and the two horses were still five feet away, and he had already flown out a hammer.

Zhang Fei laughed and said: "Look at what tricks you have, I will stay put, and I can take your head!" He took up the serpent spear, ready to fight. The meteor hammer flew in, Zhang Fei used the snake spear to pull it away, but saw a flower in front of him, countless meteor hammers attacked, Zhang Fei hurriedly picked up the snake spear and opened it one by one, found something in the corner of his eye, looked down, but saw that Cheng Yuanzhi had already dismounted and galloped under his horse, drew his sword and slashed at the throat of his war horse.

Zhang Fei stabbed the snake spear down and blocked Cheng Yuanzhi's sword, but Cheng Yuanzhi turned up a somersault on the ground, but he was already close, a sword stabbed at Zhang Fei's face, the distance was close, and the snake spear didn't work, Zhang Fei didn't expect him to come to this move, just wanted to make a trick, but saw a flower in front of him, a huge figure caught up from behind, Cheng Yuanzhi raised his head and shouted, the strong wind blew, "click", his body had been broken into two, Zhang Fei fixed his eyes and looked, three zhang away, Guan Yu carried the Qinglong Yanyue knife on his shoulder, After sitting down and the four hooves of the war horse were in a hurry, he barely froze his body, Guan Yu waved the Glaive Knife, and the blood spilled the dust, he turned around and said, "Third brother, you can't be careless." ”

Zhang Fei grinned and said, "Second brother, if you want to be nosy, I can handle it myself just now!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the drums behind him were loud, and it turned out that the official army began to attack the Yellow Turban Army, pushing towards Quyang City like a sea tide.

In this battle, the Yellow Turban Army suffered heavy losses, but after desperate resistance, it finally repelled the official army.

Night fell, stepping on the purple blood and corpses, a figure slowly rushed towards the outside of Quyang City.

Ten miles outside the city was a mass grave, and owls watched vigilantly from the branches.

The mass graves are very vast, scattered with lonely graves, and there is nowhere to talk about desolation.

In the moonlight, a graceful figure blocked his way.

"Zhao Yun, I've finally found you!"

"Why are you here?" The black shadow was Zhao Yun, and the man came out of the shadows, followed by two people. Zhao Yun had already guessed from her figure that this person was Dong Xian.

Dong Xian pursed his lips and smiled, "What, I'm not welcome?" Your eldest brother has told me about your mission, and I'm here to help you. ”

Zhao Yun calmed down, saw that Dong Xian was wearing a tight black clothes, and the two slender figures behind him were also wearing the same clothes, and then looked down at his own black clothes, and said, "Since you know what I'm going to do, why do you want to come over?" ”

Dong Xian's pretty eyes turned: "What, do you look down on people?" These two are masters of the masters, Zhao Yun, you should thank me, I won't care about you if you don't say goodbye! ”

Zhao Yun became vigilant and said lightly: "Are you talking about me marrying Cai Lu?" It was in a hurry, so ......"

"Well, I'm not here to listen to you, why should I listen to you? Which woman are you married to, and what does it have to do with me? Dong Xian turned to smile: "Brother Yun, with us helping you, you can rest assured." You don't have to be distracted to take care of me, if I die, I deserve it! ”

"Miss......" The man behind her became a little impatient.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, looked into the distance, and ran forward.

"Miss, if you protect him again......"

"Okay, I know, don't keep using my dad to press me. I said, I'm going to kill him with my own hands, and I'm going to do it, remember, you're not allowed to do it! Otherwise, if you fail, it will be your responsibility! ”

Since Zhang Jiao escaped from Quyang at dusk, Zhao Yun began to follow him, Deng Mao and Cheng Yuanzhi were killed during the day, and Zhao Yun, who was mixed in the army, also saw it with his own eyes, he didn't expect that Zhang Jiao would abandon everything he had and run away alone.

This mass grave is indeed a good place to hide, and Zhang Jiao's choice to escape from here is also a wise move.

Thinking of Zhang Jiao he met in his childhood, Zhao Yun had a feeling of disgust in his heart, back then, when Meiyou told him about his relationship with Zhang Jiao, he was very uncomfortable in his heart, he really didn't want to have anything to do with such a careerist.

I'm going to catch you tonight!

Zhao Yun ran for a while, then suddenly stopped, and he quietly looked at the person who was squatting in front of the grave ten zhang away.

The nine-section staff was leaning against the tombstone beside him, and he was facing away from Zhao Yun, coughing violently.

"You're finally here." He coughed for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you have grown up." ”

He turned his head, and in the moonlight, Zhao Yun saw a sad and pitiful and aging face, his gray hair was hanging behind his head in confusion, and his shabby Dao robe was empty, as if only a dry bone was left.

"Zhang Jiao!" Zhao Yun took a step forward.

Zhao Yun ...... You, why are you so angry? Why did you have another storm when you should have kept your calm mind? Zhang Jiao looked at Zhao Yun carefully, as if looking at a valuable work of art, "Oh, you're here to kill me?" You're here to kill me! Hahaha, everyone wants to kill me, but I want to die at your hands the most! ”

Zhao Yun didn't know what he meant, but walked over slowly step by step.

"You don't speak, do you? Okay, I said, Zhao Yun, my Zhang Jiao's favorite heir! My beloved disciple! Hahaha, Zhao Yun, although you don't recognize me, I recognize you, I recognize you! Zhang Jiao slowly stood up, turned around, grabbed the nine-section scepter, and continued: "Zhao Yun, today I am at the end of my rope, but, I have already seen today, and I have long known my fate!" ”

Zhao Yun stared at him deadly, and at the same time used Zhenru to sense whether there was anything unusual around him, he was afraid that Zhang Jiao had set a trap.

"I am dying, and my life's work, whether it is good or good, will come to an end tonight." Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand, only to see that his pale arm was wrapped in bone armor, but the bone armor was already full of holes, cracks and stains everywhere, revealing red muscles.

"You? Your ......" Zhao Yun stopped, and the horns in front of him were like a skeleton, and the bone armor was covered with bright red muscles, which was extremely weird.

"This is my retribution!" Zhang Jiao touched his face, "Killing my father and killing the king, this is my sin." My skin is all festering and falling off, and I have no choice but to wrap my body with bone armor, such a body, even if I get the world, what is the meaning? Zhang Jiao rolled his round eyeballs, looking extremely hideous, and his face wrapped in bone armor would never show any expression again.

"When my muscles and bones are festering, you say, how long can I live? Zhao Yun, I miss you very much, it seems that Daodaojun has forgiven me, haha, come on, kill me, kill me, Zhao Yun. He began to plead with Zhao Yun, "I don't want to die here, I am the inheritor of the Taoist mantle, Zhao Yun, after killing me, you will be the next inheritor." ”

Zhao Yun was only a few zhang away from him at this time, and said, "I'm not your disciple, that's just your wishful thinking." Zhang Jiao, although you have saved many people, but the war you started has caused more people to die tragically, and more mothers have shed tears all night, why, do you want to bring so many disasters to this world!? ”

"Hehehe, what a child." Zhang Jiao laughed disdainfully, "How can you build a new world without washing away an old world?" If 10,000 people don't die, how can 100,000 people live a good life! You don't even understand that! ”

"Maybe I'm wrong, but when I see butterflies flying, children can play in the countryside without worry, they can have enough to eat, and they have clothes to wear, that's the greatest happiness. Exchanging the lives of some people for the happiness of another part of the people may be just a loan for your ambition! ”

Zhang Jiao took a breath: "You don't understand, you don't understand, Zhao Yun, just before you were born, this court has reached the point where everyone is corrupt, there is no fairness and justice in the world, everyone can only be promoted and make a fortune every time they are welcomed, and after being promoted, they will intensify their exploitation of the people, and the officials only think about their own interests, who cares about the people's suffering and life or death?" Do you still have to reason with such a court? ”

Zhao Yun was confused for a while, not knowing whether what Zhang Jiao said was right or not.

"Anti-thief! You're still talking like a spring, and you're about to be crushed! Dong Xian caught up, but was stopped by Zhao Yun reaching out.

Zhang Jiao didn't seem to hear Dong Xian's words, and continued: "So, Zhao Yun, inherit my legacy, you are the most suitable candidate......" He suddenly felt pain, stiffened, and coughed violently.

"I'm dying, so I'm sneaking here by myself today, and this will be my burial place. Fate arranged for us to meet, Zhao Yun, I don't care about anything, I'm satisfied, my life, let future generations judge, come on, Zhao Yun, promise me, if you agree, I will give it all to you immediately! ”

Zhao Yun didn't understand what he meant by "all", only to see Zhang Jiao's eyes suddenly light up, trembling and taking out something from his robe.

"This is, Kirin Bottle." Zhao Yun blocked Zhang Jiao's body, so Dong Xian, who was standing on guard in the distance, did not notice it.

Zhao Yun didn't pick it up. "Hehe, don't you believe in a dying man? I don't mean anything to hurt you, this is a treasure, have you ever heard of a divine beast? This is one of them," Zhang Jiao spoke with great difficulty, but his eyes radiated an inexplicable light of excitement, "With this treasure, you will become invincible in the world." ”

Zhao Yun said angrily: "I don't want to be invincible in the world!" You can bury this thing yourself! ”

"No, even if you don't want it, put it away and protect it. Because if it falls into the hands of others, it will cause chaos in the world. Zhang Jiao's eyes dimmed again, and he knelt on the ground, very struggling: "After I die, the Yellow Turban will be defeated, the court will be in chaos, and the appearance of the divine beast weapon will involve this world in the chaotic and fighting Asura world, I really don't want to see it." Zhao Yun, what you just said is also my ideal. I often regret it alone, I killed my father, and then killed Emperor Han Huan, for my ideals, can I really give up my closest relatives and supreme? For the happiness of tens of millions of people, killing my father and killing the king, am I wrong? You tell me, Zhao Yun, you tell me. You, you still don't understand me, but, let me tell you, I still regret it, I regret it, I seem to have brought to this world not peace, but deeper war, I am a sinner...... Sinner...... Light...... Yes...... Light ......"

The nine-section staff slipped from his hand, Zhang Jiao's body went limp, and he fell on the tombstone, and the unicorn bottle rolled down to Zhao Yun's feet.

A generation of heroes died here.

Zhao Yun didn't have a taste in his heart, and his mind still echoed Zhang Jiao's words before he died.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his ribs, and he came back to his senses, but he saw a dagger stuck in his left rib, and a white and pink hand holding the dagger.

The aroma was fragrant, and he fainted all of a sudden, and before his sanity disappeared, he only heard Dong Xian's words:

"The unicorn bottle is in hand, Zhao Yun has been killed by me, you can see it with your own eyes!"