"Hah...... Ha ......"

Li Shaochen leaned on the edge of the city, panting, looking at the Yellow Turban soldiers below who kept trying to climb up through the ladder, but were beaten into meat sauce by the Yellow Turban Warriors, although he still had to prevent some Yellow Turban soldiers from taking advantage of the chaos, but Li Shaochen felt that his strength was gradually running out.

Time passes quickly, the time of the day is almost over, dusk is coming, and the Yellow Turbans are still banging on the city gates, hoping that the city gates will be opened by them!

I don't know when, Zhan Lan has gradually woken up, and when she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was that tired face.

Li Shaochen had closed his eyes and fell asleep leaning on the edge of the city at this moment, and his thighs were used as pillows by Zhan Lan to sleep, so when Zhan Lan woke up, he saw Li Shaochen's face at first glance.

In addition to being tired, there was a lot of blood on his face, Zhan Lan wiped the blood on Li Shaochen's face with his hand, and after wiping it off, Zhan Lan smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

And Li Shaochen was still asleep, Zhan Lan slowly got up from Li Shaochen's body, and when she got up, she looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers under the city wall, there was blood everywhere, corpses everywhere, and the three Yellow Turban wrestlers were still waving iron rods, but their speed was obviously much slower, and the power of the iron bars swung was much smaller, and there were even some Yellow Turban soldiers who could use qi to resist the attacks of the Yellow Turban wrestlers.

Zhan Lan hesitated in his heart, but finally closed his eyes and said, "Please, you all commit suicide." ”

"Roaring ......"

The three Yellow Turban wrestlers all let out a low roar, and they all swung their iron rods and smashed them on their Heavenly Spirit Cover, the top of their heads suddenly cracked, and their brains and blood splashed out, but Zhan Lan could still clearly see through the scanning of spiritual power that the faces of the three Yellow Turban wrestlers had passed away with a relieved smile.

After their death, Zhan Lan seemed to see their past, they used to be a Yellow Turban soldier, but after being chosen by the archbishop, Zhang Jiao, they were manipulated by a spell, and fed a bowl of blood every day, as daily food, and then they were locked in prison, chained, and spent every day and every night in prison, they were already crazy, they were fed out of the habit of daily blood feeding, they had to drink a bowl of blood every day, otherwise they would fall into madness, and after being fed blood, they would obey the orders of the person who fed the blood.

Their days like the walking dead have been too long and too long, even if it is three days, this kind of day is like a year for them.

They are tired, but they still have to fight desperately, desperately trying to kill the enemy, only then can they continue to live and continue to live like the walking dead.

At first, it was indeed like this, but they finally woke up, alive, or continue the kind of life is better than death, rather than this, it is better to die, and after death, they can go to the underworld to find King Yama to reincarnate as a new person.

Finally, on this day, they were relieved. They are dead, they have left the days when life was worse than death, they have come out of the hell of the walking dead.

Although Zhan Lan killed them through the control of mental power, why didn't they want to die?

Whether Zhan Lan did it right or wrong, there is no way to know, but the only thing that is clear is that Zhan Lan doesn't care what she does, and the premise is that she has to live......

Rather than letting those three Yellow Turban wrestlers be killed by those Yellow Turban Army, it is better to let Zhan Lan know their lives for herself, so that at least she can still earn bonus points.

"Kill three Yellow Turban wrestlers and reward 1,500 bonus points!"

The solemn and cold-looking voice of the main god sounded in her mind, Zhan Lan looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers below the city who were still about to climb the city wall, Zhan Lan took a deep breath and decided to try the crazy plan she had just come up with.

Zhan Lan spread the spiritual power in her body, infiltrating these spiritual powers into the minds of those Yellow Turban soldiers, and then eroded their minds and gave them an order.

"Kill the Yellow Turbans! Kill Zhang Mancheng! ”

The mind-controlled Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly lost their eyes and muttered to themselves, "Kill...... Yellow Turban ...... Slay...... Zhang Mancheng ......"

These Yellow Turban soldiers immediately raised their blades and slashed at the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them!

"Kill a Yellow Turban Soldier and get one bonus point!"

Zhan Lan automatically ignored the constant prompts from the main god, she just closed her eyes tightly, and green tendons kept popping up near the corners of her eyes, Zhan Lan's spiritual power at the moment was already in an extremely weak state, as long as someone took the opportunity to give her a spiritual impact at this moment, Zhan Lan's spiritual power would dissipate immediately, and Zhan Lan would become a living dead with an empty body and no soul.

The mental power required to control many Yellow Turban soldiers is very huge, of course, it is much easier to control one person than to control so many people, such as controlling Zhang Mancheng, and then letting him commit suicide, so that these Yellow Turban soldiers will be leaderless, and the military spirit will collapse, waiting to be wiped out by Li Shaochen and them!

But the distance is too far, even if Zhan Lan turns on the genetic lock at this moment, the controllable range of mental power is only about three kilometers, and that Zhang Mancheng is so good that he is not dead and actually commands the battle three kilometers away, which makes Zhan Lan's mental control impossible to exert at all, so she can only retreat and control some Yellow Turban soldiers to kill the Yellow Turban soldiers around them.

This is a battle that belongs to Zhan Lan, Li Shaochen has fallen asleep from exhaustion, and now the southern city wall can only rely on her!

Although this method is extremely depleting of spiritual power, only this method can protect the southern wall from being climbed up by those Yellow Turban soldiers.

Today is the key to deciding the defeat, if Zhan Lan and they hold Nanyang County, then Cao Cao and Sun Jian will come tomorrow for their support, so that they can successfully defend Nanyang County, and together with Cao Cao and Sun Jian, they will go with Lu Zhi to attack Zhang Jiao and end this Yellow Turban Rebellion!

Zhan Lan felt that her spiritual power was gradually weakening and was about to disappear, she gritted her teeth and insisted, she opened her eyes, looked at Li Shaochen who was asleep on the edge of the city, and said with a smile: "I won't give up, you said it." ”

"I will never give up here, I want to live with you!"

Zhan Lan didn't know why, her body seemed to be opened by something, and her spiritual power swelled in vain, this huge spiritual power made her seem to be inexhaustible, Zhan Lan also found that the controllable range of her spiritual power had increased several times, even if it was eight kilometers away, she could control it!

At this moment, even if she controls so many Yellow Turban soldiers, there is no phenomenon of mental exhaustion, although Zhan Lan doesn't know what's wrong, but she understands that if she doesn't make a move at this moment, when will she wait?

"Boom!"

After the spiritual power infiltrated into Zhang Mancheng's brain, Zhang Mancheng suddenly felt as if something had entered, but he touched his head, but he didn't touch anything, and thought it was an illusion, but the next moment, a thought suddenly intervened in his mind, and a thought kept coming to his mind.

"Obey my orders, obey my will!"

Zhan Lan's voice kept lingering in Zhang Mancheng's mind, Zhang Mancheng's eyes gradually became blank, and then he suddenly waved his hand and said to the Yellow Turban soldier next to him: "Announce immediately, the whole army retreats!" ”

"Yes!" The Yellow Turban soldiers did not suspect him, and directly followed Zhang Mancheng's instructions to blow the horn, and after the horn sounded, the group of Yellow Turban soldiers who were constantly trying to attack the city on the north and south sides suddenly stopped moving, and even the strong men of the Yellow Turban who hit the city gate stopped the impact and hurriedly retreated.

"Huh? What's going on? Zheng Zha put down the Tiger Sword, looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers strangely, and wondered: "Why did these people who are not afraid of death suddenly retreat?" ”

"Forget it, I'm tired anyway, so if I can, I won't kill it!" After Zheng Zhe thought about it, he didn't think about it so much, and directly showed a hearty smile, and said to Huang Zhong next to him: "Hansheng, let's go!" Go back to Li Shaochen! ”

"Good!" Huang Zhong nodded in agreement, and immediately went to the southern city wall with Zheng Zha.

And Zhan Lan, after seeing those Yellow Turban soldiers retreating, she breathed a sigh of relief, the mental power that controlled the Yellow Turban soldiers returned to her mind, after Zhan Lan's spiritual power returned, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her head, so that Zhan Lan couldn't help but hold her head in pain and screamed.

The stinging pain in her head made Zhan Lan's tears continue to flow out of her eyes, and just when she didn't know what was going on, suddenly, a voice came from the side: "Zhan Lan!?" You...... Have you opened the second-order genetic lock? ”

It turned out that Li Shaochen actually woke up at this time, and when he was woken up by Zhan Lan's screams, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhan Lan's side, only to see Zhan Lan's eyes wide open at the moment, Li Shaochen was suddenly surprised, at this moment, the huge aura on Zhan Lan's body and the blank eyes, weren't they exactly what he emitted when he opened the second order?

"I ...... Second order? ”

Zhan Lan also said with some surprise, she thought about it carefully, it seemed that just when her mental power was about to collapse, it seemed that something suddenly opened, so that her mental power suddenly recovered quickly, and the control of her mental power became more handy, this may be ...... It's because the second-order gene lock is opened, right?

"Anyway, how are you doing now? Is there something wrong? Li Shaochen got up and hugged Zhan Lan, but Zhan Lan held his head and said painfully: "I...... My head...... It hurts......"

"Head? Isn't it supposed to be in severe physical pain? How did it become a head? Li Shaochen suddenly became strange, he was the same as Zheng Zhe, he had severe pain in his body after opening the second-order gene lock, but Zhan Lan had severe pain in his head? Having said that, Zhan Lan's body muscles didn't seem to swell? But why does she have the aura of a second-order genetic lock? Something is wrong, is it possible that the gene lock is still divided into categories?

"Hmm...... No matter how much it is, you should take this pill first. Li Shaochen took out a small bottle from the space belt, poured out a pill from the bottle, and handed it to Zhan Lan, Zhan Lan immediately picked up the pill and threw it into his mouth, this pill melted in his mouth, Zhan Lan suddenly felt a coolness rise from his body, this coolness rose from his body to his head, her originally painful head was suddenly relieved by this coolness, and the sharp pain slowly disappeared, Zhan Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted her big chest and said, "Finally, it doesn't hurt...... Whining...... It really hurt me just now! ”

Li Shaochen glanced vaguely at the undulating big chest, then put the medicine bottle into the space belt, and said with a smile to Zhan Lan: "Painkiller, whether it's a head pain or a body ache, one pill can solve it!" Anyway, after the opening of the gene lock, it is only a temporary pain, and eating one can at least relieve the pain. ”

"Thank you, Li Shaochen." After Zhan Lan said this to Li Shaochen with a smile, there was a little expectation in her eyes, which made Li Shaochen a little strange, I don't know what she was expecting.

Hehe, if one day in the future, the mental power becomes stronger, can you control Li Shaochen? And then...... Hey, hey, hey......

Thinking about it, the smile on Zhan Lan's face became brighter and brighter, and Li Shaochen was even more strange, was he so happy to open the second-order gene lock?