This is no different for ordinary people. However, it is really disrespectful to the die-hard believers of the great sage and good teacher.

"Cang ......" Fu Guohou tried to speak again. But he still couldn't spit out the blasphemous.

raised his head again, and his expression was extremely vicious: "Changshi's words are really heinous. ”

"Sure enough." Liu Bei sighed: "Borrow a knife to kill." ”

"Exactly." The matter has come to this point, and the auxiliary marquis simply admitted.

"You know that the king's life is not long, whether I enter the palace to see each other, or the king leaves the palace to greet him. In order not to lose etiquette, you must eat the elixir to forcibly continue your life. You are a member of the Dao Sect and are well versed in the art of alchemy. I know that the so-called elixir is the medicine of tigers and wolves. Instead of sustaining life, it can lead to a quick death. So the fake Dadu Lieutenant killed the king. and borrowed the king of turtles to eradicate dissidents. Killing two birds with one stone, good means. Liu Bei's eyes were full of chills.

"It's not just two birds." Fuguo Hou smiled gloomily: "Changshi is not here lightly, and he is under siege. ”

Liu Bei nodded: "Even I have calculated it." ”

"There is something unknown to the lower officials." Wise people are proud.

"Where did you show a flaw?" Liu Bei spoke for him.

"Yes, yes." The Auxiliary Marquis nodded lightly: "I hope that Changshi will not hesitate to give advice." ”

"There are no flaws." Liu Bei smiled lightly.

"Then why does Changshi want me to say disrespectful words." Fu Guohou was full of disbelief.

"If I had to say a flaw." Liu Bei then said: "The conflict of interests." ”

"Competing interests." Fu Guohou repeated, as if he had an understanding.

"Although the schemes are very different, the purpose is the same: to harm others and benefit oneself. Therefore, who is the ultimate beneficiary is often the mastermind of everything. King Qiuzi, the young lord succeeded to the throne. Most of the officials of the Captain Cheng family were all uprooted. The court of Qiuzi is exclusive to you and has become a hall of words. In a few years, he will be a powerful minister. At that time, the fortunes of the country were in your hands. Whether it is a combination of vertical and horizontal, or a group of anti-Han, it is all in your thoughts.

The squad leader Shi once said: 'If you want to get the Western Regions, you must first get Qiuzi.' It is only now that I understand the meaning of this statement. Guizi has admired Dahan for a long time. Although there are many Hu people, they are deeply sinicized. For the Central Plains culture, I gladly accept it and have no resistance. Therefore, it can be used by the Han Dynasty, and it is easy to be confused by you. And the turtle tiger is located in the middle of the Western Regions, backed by the White Mountain, facing the desert, and guarding the Silk Road trade route. The sect leader uses Qiuzi as a base and wants to take charge of the Western Regions. Obviously reasonable. ”

"......" The Fuguo Marquis flashed a moment of discouragement on his face, and suddenly let out a long sigh: "When I came, the sect respected the words that the countries of the Western Regions have their own gods and spirits, and they don't believe in Taiping (Dao). The only exception is the turtles. Although Qiuzi does not believe in my religion, he admires the demeanor of the Han Dynasty. It can be started from the world. He also said that I am full of wealth and wealth, and I am a talent for helping the world. I want to entrust it to reuse, build a great wall for our sect in the Western Regions, and prevent heretical cults from entering our Han land. The sound of the sect is still in the ear, but the white horse passed through the gap, and then looked back on it for 20 years. has already done most of the thing, but unexpectedly, it was understood by Changshi. Although things are not good, they have to fight to the death. ”

As he spoke, the Auxiliary Marquis suddenly became imposing: "Report to the sect venerable, comfort my heart!" ”

"Stop him!" Liu Bei's words just came out.

But he saw that the Marquis of Fuguo was angry and widened, and raised his arms and shouted: "The sky is dead!" ”

"Huang Tian should stand!" Liu Bei heard the sound and watched. I saw that the right force auxiliary jun suddenly drew his knife and stabbed An Guohou beside him!

"Ahh An Guohou screamed in anger.

The left force auxiliary monarch roared angrily, and swung his knife to slash at the right force auxiliary monarch.

In an instant, from the hundreds of officials to the soldiers, they all drew their swords and slashed each other, making a mess.

"Murder—" The people on the ground screamed and fled. The scene was chaotic for a moment.

I saw the rebel army coming up from all sides. I can't tell the difference between right and wrong. Guan Yu looked at Liu Bei: "Big brother! ”

Suddenly, someone jumped up in the fleeing crowd and attacked with a knife.

The sheathed sword was handed over to him, and it stabbed through the heart. Liu Bei spoke up vigorously: "The sky has eyes, and the yellow sky will be destroyed!" ”

Guan Yu and the others woke up and shouted in unison: "The sky has eyes, and the yellow sky will perish!" ”

"The sky has eyes, and the yellow sky will perish!" The Turtle warriors followed. Gather with each other. Gradually isolate those who are pale-faced and unwilling to shout.

Seeing that they were exposed, the Yellow Turban rebels were bloodshot with anger: "Despicable! ”

Liu Bei couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Despicable people do despicable things, and it's really despicable to say that people are despicable!" ”

No need to bother talking. Liu Bei then rode his horse to the city gate: "Go!" ”

"Whoa!" Guan Yu cut off the group of thieves with a knife and drove the horse to follow. When it was killed, Zhang Fei suddenly withdrew the devouring snake spear, abandoned the corpse and hit the horse.

"Close the gates!" The inner and outer cities, the two heads of the city have long been rivers of blood. This is the focus of the Yellow Turban rebellion. A small number of Guizi mercenaries were all cut down with knives and fell to the bottom of the city.

Seeing that the hanging gate (gate) of the inner city was about to fall, Yan Xing, who suddenly stepped forward, suddenly supported his arms and stood on his back. The man took advantage of the horse's momentum and flew up.

"Not good!" Seeing Yan Xing crashing headlong into the city gate, Guan Yu lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the red drums shot out, soaring from the heads of the chaotic army!

Guan Yu swung his sword in the air.

"Go!" The Glaive Blade broke through the air and counterattacked. But at the moment when the back of the knife hit the sole of Yan Xing's boot, it was an understatement. The strength of thousands of catties was all turned into ingenuity, and Yan Xing was suddenly lifted up!

Yan Xing's body was like a meteor, and he flew to the city with his strength.

The knife flashed.

Severed head.

When the flag was thrown, one person's brain burst. At the handle of the staff, the red gold and bronze hammer fell to the ground. A few inches into the stone!

Yan Xing fell straight to the head of the city, and then rolled up the blood rain.

The hanging door is hung and is not usually used. When the gate is opened, the soldiers defending the city need to push the winch disc together, use the lever principle to raise the gate, and collect it in the sluice groove above the door opening, in the city platform. When the gate is closed, the winch is pushed back, and the gate falls smoothly from the gate groove, forming a solid barrier in front of the gate. Most of the gates are made of solid wood clad iron, covered with iron nails, and weigh up to a thousand pounds. Therefore, later generations are also called "jack gates".

The Yellow Turban thieves who surrounded the banner were covered in blood and shattered to the ground. Yan Xing held the flagpole in his hand and lifted it with force. Pull out the gravel along with it.

The surrounding soldiers were all scared and did not dare to step forward.

Yan Xing erected the sword in front of him, put the battle flag on his back with his backhand, and fixed it with a brocade. He took the knife in both hands and strode forward.

The sword is as bright as practice. Howling like a god.

One knife is cut out, and it is divided into two sections.

I saw that the head of the city was bleeding like rain. Half of the corpse fell with a wail. The stomach and intestines are all out, and the blood flows like a waterfall. Up and down the city, scarlet. Miserable as purgatory.

The truncated saber is swung up and down. Yan Xing was like a mad tiger, killing through the enemy formation, and blood came out.

Looking back, there is no one in the city.

Strode towards the city platform winch disc and struggled to raise the gates. dragged in the vicinity of the half-cut corpses that had not yet died, piled them up under the winch. Hand loose handle falls. Slammed into the chest, and the organs were compressed and squirted. Half of the corpses were killed layer by layer.

As soon as the pile of corpses was used to block the fall of the gate, another rebel army rushed to the top of the city.

I didn't dare to get close, and I threw pottery urns from afar.

Yan Xing swung his knife and smashed. Splashed all over the greasy.

"Drop the rocket!"

The oil ignites when it hits fire. The fiery serpent flew, and the city was in flames.

But in the flames, a figure jumped down.

The sleeves are fluttering, like a phoenix burning for nine days.