Holding Zhang Jiao and gently putting it on the ground, Kunlun looked at Zhang Jiao firmly, landed on his knees, hammered his hands on the ground, and a line of tears flowed down his eyes, the sound was like an ape roaring, and the sound of mourning lingered in the air for a long time.

"Master!"

"Big brother!"

Hurried footsteps poured in from the door, looking at Zhang Jiao lying on the ground, they all screamed.

Kunlun knelt on the ground, Mu Ran looked at the white-haired old men in the Yellow Turban Camp who were still diagnosing the pulse and administering needles beside Zhang Jiao, Zhang Liang and the generals under Zhang Jiao's command were anxious in and out of the courtyard, and smiled sadly: "It's useless, my senior brother has already gone!" ”

Zhang Liang was struck by lightning, stepped forward and pushed Lao Langzhong away, and put one hand on Zhang Jiao's pulse, the pulse had already stopped beating, and a trace of sadness flashed in his fierce eyes.

He knew that the eldest brother was physically and mentally exhausted and haggard, and after the battle of Mingyue Gorge, he vomited blood and his body plummeted; He also knew that after the eldest brother moved into Guangzong City, except for a few personal guards guarding the door, no one was allowed to approach the courtyard again.

However, he didn't know that the original eldest brother was already dead, and he didn't know that this generation of Tianjiao would die at the hands of others.

Zhang Liang squeezed Kunlun's hand tightly, his face was hideous, and he roared: "Kunlun, why is my eldest brother like this? What's going on? Who killed my eldest brother, Lao Tzu will find him in the Yellow Spring, let him beg for death and not survive! ”

"Poor and poor and yellow springs?" Kunlun glanced up at Zhang Liang, pointed to his left arm that was still on the ground not far away, and sneered, "The person who killed my senior brother is none other than my Taiping Sect's rebellious Tang Zhou!" Haha, you're going to catch it? ”

Tang Zhou?

The corners of Zhang Liang's eyes were cracking, and he looked at Kunlun angrily, seeing Kunlun nodded, Zhang Liang's head exploded with a bang, why is this dog thief? Why this dog thief?

As Zhang Jiao's younger brother, the deputy sect leader of Taiping Dao, and the general of the Yellow Turban Army, how could Zhang Liang not know about the affairs of Tang and Zhou? That's too well known!

Whether it was the plague eradication in Yanshu Prefecture in Hebei, Henan, Wei County, the construction of a mountain gate, the robbery of the Dharma field, or the contact with the congregation in Kyoto, Ma Yuanyi's car cracked and sealed the Xu Gate, which thing did not come from Tang Zhou's handwriting? What thing doesn't have Tang Zhou's shadow behind him?

Jizhou's famous scar-faced Gao Yi, who led dozens of elite sect members to threaten his sister, not only did not hurt a bit, but made him escape safely from prison, and easily sold Taiping Dao to the Dog Emperor, disrupting the rhythm of the entire Yellow Turban Army uprising; Zhang let He Miao be so powerful that he wanted to assassinate him in prison, but as a result, he staged a ghost and supernatural thing in the Kyoto Imperial Prison, and the golden cicada escaped from his shell.

This thief has always been cunning and cunning, how can it be so easy to catch? Now that the Yellow Turban army is trapped in the two cities of Guangzong and Xiaquyang, the eldest brother is dead, and there is no owner in the Yellow Turban Army, how can he get out of the way and look for the ethereal figure to avenge the eldest brother?

"Tang Zhou's apostasy on the dog day betrayed the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, general! Tang Zhou's thief obviously hasn't gone far yet, we must not spare this thief! ”

"General! The sect leader's hatred is not the same as the sky, and he also asked the general to give an order, and the last general will mention a brigade of elite soldiers to personally arrest the thief of the dog day, and cut it with a thousand knives, in order to sacrifice the sect master's spirit in the sky! ”

"General! Tang Zhou, this thief defected to our sect and murdered the general of Tiangong, although it is unforgivable, but please also ask the general to take the overall situation seriously, and now the officers and soldiers of the imperial court are besieging Guangzong, and if they don't rise up to resist, we will lose the city of Guangzong! ”

"General!"

Zhang Liang sat quietly on the ground and looked at his brother who was silent, listening to the quarrel of the yellow turban generals behind him, his face changed several times, and he didn't answer for a long time.

Kunlun knocked off Zhang Liang's hand, gently closed Zhang Jiao's eyes, a trace of indifferent determination flashed in his eyes, and he kowtowed a few times on the ground, until his forehead was black, and then he took out a jade plaque from Zhang Jiao's arms and stood up straight.

The jade plate resembles a mountain peak, shiny and moist, as if the whole piece of jade is immersed in the blue spring, the front is engraved with a long sword white and light, two green dragons circling and winding, and the back is impressively carved with three words: Taiping Order!

"Kunlun, what are you going to do?" Seeing the Taiping Order in Kunlun's hand, Zhang Liang's face changed slightly, and finally stopped sitting still, got up and asked, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"What? The first article of the Taiping canon: Seeing the token is like seeing the master, my senior brother has just passed away, and you have forgotten it as a younger brother! Kunlun glanced at Zhang Liang lightly and said disdainfully, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in those Yellow Turban soldiers under you, but this token is my sect leader's thing, and I must take it!" ”

"Presumptuous! General Rengong is the younger brother of General Tiangong, and the relics of General Tiangong should naturally be inherited by the general, what are you? ”

"Yes, this Taiping Sect token is a token of General Tiangong's command of my army, how can it be handed over to outsiders?"

The soldiers behind Zhang Liang came out of their sheaths together, surrounded Kunlun, and scolded one after another.

Kunlun glanced at Zhang Liang and the generals behind him and smiled proudly, and a trace of ridicule hung on the corner of his mouth: "You idiots can stop me?" If it weren't for looking at my brother's face, I would have beaten you all over the place!

Senior brother is now immortal, how can Taiping be ownerless? Your minds are all on the Yellow Turban Army's seizure of power and confrontation with the Han court, how can you avenge my senior brother? I, Kunlun, was ordered by my senior brother to revive the religion, slash the enemy, and promote the avenue. From today onwards, the Yellow Turban Army will have nothing to do with our Taiping Sect! ”

Kunlun, the eldest brother's enmity is entrusted to you, Liang Dang stays here, adhering to the eldest brother's will, raising the power of my yellow turban to fight the world!

Zhang Liang's face darkened, looked at Kunlun, and bowed solemnly. Raising his head, one person and one sword floated away, leaving only a back, as tough and lonely as Kunlun Mountain.

……

At the beginning of October of the seventh year of Guanghe, due to Dong Zhuo's repeated defeats, the imperial court sent Zhu Jun to the south, and the left Zhonglang to the north of Huangfu Song.

On the 10th, the Han army camped.

Huangfu Song stood outside the camp with his hands behind his back, looking at Guangzong City in the distance. The city wall is about four or five zhang high, about several miles long, and winding and long. Countless scars and sword marks are engraved on the city wall, like the wrinkles on the old man's face, simple and vicissitudes.

On the city wall, the banner hunting, the soldiers are like the sea, hundreds of thousands of moth thieves stand majestically with sharp weapons in their hands, standing under the city, they seem to be able to feel the indifference and serenity in the eyes of the moth thieves.

Under the city wall, corpses are everywhere, knives and flags are rolled, thousands of the Han Northern Army and the moth thieves are all lost here, and one by one the fresh lives have turned into the feats of both sides overnight, the soil has long been dyed reddish-brown, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

At the time of unitary, the Chinese army was in the big tent.

"The battle reports of the past few days have been distributed to you, the moth thieves are strong, our army has suffered heavy casualties, do you have any good proposals?" Huangfu Song sat on the throne of the marshal, glanced at Cao Cao, Fu Xie, Wang Li and other soldiers around him and asked.

"Dashuai!" Fu Xie got up angrily, clasped his fists and shouted, "Please give me another elite soldier, I am willing to make a military order to take the south gate tomorrow, if there is a late date, come and see me!" "The voice is high-pitched, angry and powerful.

The entire structure of Fu Xie's department of the Chinese army is cavalry, good at fighting in the wilderness and running long distances, but not good at attacking the city, the most heavy losses in the siege battle of the two days, everyone knows that Fu Xie's heart has always held back an evil fire and can't vent it.

However, at this time, where can Fu Xie's thoughts be taken into account, the soldier is the executor on the battlefield and the foundation of the first army.

Wang Li shook his head and retorted: "Nan Rong's words are inappropriate! According to Li Ji's observation of the battle, it was found that the moth thieves under Zhang Liang had a good way to attack and defend, and they had a basis for advancing and retreating, which was really not an ordinary Yellow Turban soldier, and it should be the elite tiger and wolf army in the Yellow Turban Battalion. If Nanrong led the cavalry of his headquarters to attack hard, our army's casualties would definitely be even heavier. ”

Huangfu Song stroked his beard and nodded, and asked, "What about what you see?" ”

"Back to Dashuai, now that Zhang Jiao is dying, the yellow scarf is not the original yellow scarf, but it is just a small beast trapped in a lonely city. That Zhang Liang is even more rude, arrogant and not good at strategy, Li has a plan or can try! ”

"Will the plan be released?"

Wang Li lowered his head and said in front of everyone, and there was a burst of laughter when the big tent was neutral, lingering over more than a thousand tents.