Chapter 1514: The Last Yellow Turban
"Good stuff." A knife easily slashed the head of the beard, casually handed the gun that stabbed at him in the direction of the force, and stabbed another enemy to death, a soldier stroked his leather armor, with a touch of greed on his face, and then shook his head helplessly.
Carrying a knife and wearing a leather armor, a soldier holding a small shield, casually shuttled between the miscellaneous beards, relying on experience and instinct, casually teaming up with comrades who may appear at any time to kill the enemy in front of him.
That kind of relaxation and freehand broke through several layers of frontal defense in a short period of time, this scene simply made Xu Shu stunned, and Wei Yan and Guan Ping even rubbed their eyes unconsciously.
"How is this possible?" Xu Shu looked at the direction of Zang Ba's advance in disbelief, he could feel the momentum of the group of soldiers behind Zang Ba, there were about two or three hundred of those people who had already refined qi, and several of them were even like Zang Ba.
Only in this way can the quality of individual soldiers cause such a terrible situation, and although the remaining three thousand soldiers are still just ordinary soldiers with condensed internal qi, the experience between their every move simply makes Xu Shu chill.
The kind of wandering on the battlefield, blocking and dodging attacks at will, and the way of borrowing strength to fight, only those veterans who have gone through a hundred battles can do it, and the veterans who have never died in a hundred battles, this era is probably gone.
"If Lao Tzu had this weapon back then, he wouldn't have been so aggrieved." Casually swinging his knife to cut off the spear of a Zahu cavalryman, a soldier shook his head and said.
"Stop talking, we're running out of time." Another soldier passed by and killed a soldier, and when he heard this, he said coldly.
Zang Ba brandished a big knife and killed an enemy general first, I don't know why his eyes were extremely sour at this moment.
"Rush with me, kill out!" Zang Ba didn't care about the shocked Wei Yan and Guan Ping, and shouted after beheading several people in a row.
Huyanchu and Qiu Linbei and the others who were in the rear were all numb, because they stood tall and saw far away, they could see the overall situation, so they could clearly feel the breakthrough speed of Zang Ba's Chinese army.
"Military Soul ......" Hu Yanchu said silently, and only in this way can they all have this kind of almost anti-heaven combat power.
"This is the only way to explain it......" Qu Fu said silently, this feeling of being so powerful and invincible that only the military soul can explain.
"It's not a military spirit, it's a more terrifying existence, but it's dying." At this time, Lan Shi, who had been following Huyan Chu, said that he was a sacrifice of the Huns, so he knew relatively more.
"The Manifestation of National Beliefs?" Hu Yanchu asked suddenly.
"I'm afraid so." Lan Shi was silent for a moment and nodded, this kind of terrible thing they Huns once had, when the Xiongnu Empire collapsed, all the beliefs of the Northern Huns were cast, but when the Northern Huns got out of the dead calamity, they disappeared.
"Dying?" Hu Yanchu looked in the direction of Zang Ba and asked.
"Yes, it's dying." Lan nodded and said, "It won't last long, at most two tea times." ”
"Order them, forget it, so be it, kill them and we'll chase them down." Huyanchu was ready to do whatever it took at first, but then he thought about it and gave up on the myth of his imminent demise.
Not to mention the feelings of the Xiongnu and Wei Yan and others, Zang Ba himself was shocked by this kind of power, but no matter how powerful it was, after being limited in seconds, it was just a flash in the pan.
"We won't be able to last long, it's already the limit to help you rush to that position, after all, we are just belief, and the foundation has disappeared, even if it covers the consciousness of your subordinates and shows all their strength, it won't last long." A soldier helped Zang Ba kill one of the hundred horsemen beside him, and then shook his head and said to Zang Ba.
"Thank you." Zang Ba said to the other party in a little silence, he didn't know the other party, but he knew very well who these people were.
"Nothing, at least everything we once wanted is now being realized, and everything we once dared not imagine is also being realized in your hands." The other party said casually, "By the way, I can take another look at Lao Tzu, and I am very satisfied!" ”
"Don't mind if I lied to you?" Zang Ba asked in a low voice while slashing the Hu Qi in front of him.
"What is there to mind, we are all dead, the dead don't mind, for the living, you are also dead, the four solar terms, three livestock and six animals, they recognize you more than they recognize us, Daqu Shuai, the successor of the thirty-six yellow scarves, the successor of the Tiangong general, you are more yellow scarves than us!" Another soldier on the side said casually.
"So, you don't have to think about it, there are so many yellow turbans in the world, but only you have inherited the inheritance of the yellow scarves, isn't it because they recognize you more?" Another soldier said to Zang Ba.
Zang Ba was silent, this is also what he realized in a trance a few years ago when he suddenly discovered the belief of the Yellow Turban on his side, the Yellow Turban's identity of Daqu Shuai, as life gets better and better, the recognition is getting deeper and deeper, but the identity of the Yellow Turban is constantly fading.
The Yellow Turban from the bottom, everything they wanted, after Da Qu Shuai committed suicide, when they gave up their Yellow Turban identity and integrated into Qingxu Taishan, Chen Xi helped them achieve it.
"Hey, if you still have the strength to speak, you should hurry up and kill the enemy, the Yellow Turban has disappeared into history, and the collective belief of the Yellow Turban will not be retained for so long if Da Qushuai is not really alive." The other soldier stretched out his finger and pointed at Zang Ba and said coldly.
With the disappearance of the Yellow Turban, the collective belief of the Yellow Turban can no longer be supplemented, but because the dream of the past is gradually realized, the collective belief of the Yellow Turban has become more and more weak.
Seeing that the yellow turbans didn't say anything, Zang Ba couldn't help but sigh in his heart, since he took over the belief of the yellow scarf, he has been uneasy, he Zang Ba is not the yellow scarf, he Zang Ba deceived all the yellow scarves, but he was sacrificed by three animals and six animals in the four solar terms, and even the collective belief of the yellow turban fell into his hands.
Maybe at first Zang Ba didn't understand what this belief was, but with continuous in-depth understanding, Zang Ba has gradually understood the essence of this belief, and the power of this belief is far beyond the military soul in essence.
This belief inherited by Zang Ba is the collective belief of the Yellow Turban, the collective desire of the Yellow Turban, and the belief of ninety percent of the people in the Central Plains during the Yellow Turban Rebellion.
Although it is not highly unified, the huge number of people is enough to pile up a belief body that far exceeds the military soul, and it is also from here that Zang Ba peeps into another thing - the imperial military soul. (To be continued.) )