Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Style of That Sword!
Sensing this, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were cold.
"I want to see how much power you have left!"
With a wild roar, Jiang Xiaobai pulled out his long sword, he ran on the shoulders of the giant monster, jumped onto its head with strength, and then he jumped up and flew into the air.
The giant monster has a huge body, dozens of feet high, and is thirty or forty stories high.
And Jiang Xiaobai stepped on its head and flew into the air, and his figure became smaller and smaller.
From a distance, you can only see a small black dot, soaring into the sky.
Standing on the city tower, Zhang Jiao looked at Jiang Xiaobai's figure, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Jiang Xiaobai, who was high in the air, suddenly turned back to his body and dived downward, only to see him holding a sharp sword in his hand, blooming with a sharp sword light, falling like thunder in the nine heavens.
From afar, he looked like a shooting star, dragging his long light tail and slamming into the head of the giant monster.
With this sword, Jiang Xiaobai was infused with negative energy.
The sword qi of Ruhong turned into countless sword blades, like a sharp cone, along the head of the giant monster, from top to bottom, through its huge body, like a broken bamboo.
The sword aura was like a dragon, and it let out a fierce roar.
The giant monster let out a desperate roar, it tried to stop it, but could do nothing, and could only watch as its massive body was torn apart, crumbling like a machine, scattering into countless stumps and broken arms.
The stumps and broken arms in the sky are flying, and flesh and blood are flying.
The power of a sword, terrifying!
In the field, Jiang Xiaobai landed steadily on the ground, he was holding a long sword, his battle intent was burning, and he stood there like a god of war, and around him, there were bloody stumps and broken arms.
"Zhang Jiao, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, if you don't die, the world will be uneasy."
Jiang Xiaobai's voice was like thunder, stirring the dark clouds in the sky, surging in the wind, and a fierce killing aura erupted from his body.
On the city tower, Zhang Jiao was silent, and Jiang Xiaobai's sword was a fatal blow to him.
The sword full of negative energy hurt his life source.
The consumption of qi and blood can make up for it, and if the source of life is damaged, it will not be long.
Zhang Jiao's initial purpose was actually to test Jiang Xiaobai, he wanted to see how much ability the chosen person in Shizun's mouth was.
However, the price paid for this temptation was his life.
"The mandate of heaven cannot be disobeyed...... "Looking at Jiang Xiaobai from afar, Zhang Jiao murmured softly.
At the same time, outside the city, the camp of the Han army.
With the collapse of the giant monster, tens of thousands of Han troops let out deafening cheers, and Jiang Xiaobai defeated the giant monster, which greatly boosted the morale of the Han army.
The drums of war beat loudly and loudly.
Looking around, tens of thousands of Han troops were boiling, and Huangfu Song's eyes were relieved, he planned to use this to sharpen Jiang Xiaobai and touch the bottom of this young man.
As a result, Jiang Xiaobai gave him a great surprise.
Wang Lin commanded the heavens and the earth, this elite cavalry can be called the strongest in the Eastern Han Dynasty, there is no one.
There are also Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun, two fierce generals, who have the courage of ten thousand people.
Jiang Xiaobai can control this group of people, and his own ability is beyond doubt.
And in today's battle, all the limelight was taken away by Jiang Xiaobai's last sword.
The style of that sword amazed everyone.
"This little guy is a treasure."
Huangfu Song looked at Jiang Xiaobai, his eyes were kind, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
The giant monster was defeated, the morale of the Han army increased greatly, and with the military order issued by Huangfu Song, tens of thousands of Han troops killed Guangzong City, officially kicking off the siege.
Kill!
Kill! Kill!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
The Han army, whose morale was like a rainbow, attacked Guangzong City one after another, and the Yellow Turban Army on Guangzong City fought back, and countless arrows rushed towards the Han army, like a tiger pounced.
In the face of the sharp arrows fired, the Han army raised their shields to block.
The war was completely ignited.
Thundered!
The dark clouds in the sky surged, the thunder roared, and in an instant, the **** came, crackling down, it seemed that even God was unwilling to be lonely, cheering for the big war.
The wind was fierce, and the fierce rain slapped on the face and caused pain, and the coolness invaded the body.
The wind helps the rain, and the rain borrows the power of the wind.
People are mad, blood is burning.
The tragic battle intensified outside the city of Guangzong, and in the face of the menacing and inevitable attack of the Han army, the Yellow Turban Army poured everything into the city wall, pouring out of the fire oil, rolling stones and thunderwood, frantically pouring under the city wall, crushing wave after wave of Han army.
However, the pace of the Han army's siege did not stop because of this.
Countless Han troops, like moths to the fire, rushed to the bottom of the city wall without fear of death, and then pushed the siege equipment, and the battering ram violently slammed into the strong city gate.
With the help of the cloud ladder, Han troops began to climb the city wall.
The first person to climb the city wall was Zhang Fei, who held two Xuanhua axes, rushed left and right, and after climbing the city wall, he began to attack and kill the Yellow Turban Army on the city tower.
With his front and back feet, it was Zhao Yun.
After them, Wang Lin led the heavens and the earth to ascend the city tower one after another.
The Han army climbed to the top of the city tower one after another, greatly relieving the pressure of the Han army outside the city, and in a short time, with the loud bang, the strong gate of Guangzong City was completely breached.
"Kill!"
The horn of the attack, surging and surging, made the blood of the Han army boil.
In the face of the strong attack of the Han army, the Yellow Turban Army fought back, the two sides were close to each other, the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and as the corpses fell, the rich smell of blood filled the air.
It will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither!
Outside the city, when the gate of Guangzong was breached, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly sighed, listening to his movements, Huangfu Song smiled and said, "What's the matter, I can't bear it?" ”
"That's not it, it's just that I'm thinking, in fact, the Yellow Turban Army is also quite pitiful, most of them are people who were forced by the court to live, and they were not so unconscionable and perverse at the beginning, why did they change later?" Jiang Xiaobai wondered.
"People always change."
Huangfu Song said: "When a person can't live, he has only one thought in his head, that is, how to live, but once this person no longer needs to worry about living, then a lot of thoughts will pop up in his mind, and he will begin to be dissatisfied and begin to want more." ”
"For the people, they want more land, food, and money; As an official, he thinks about how to increase his official ranks, how to go to a higher position and get more rights, and everyone has different directions of greed because of their different roles. ”
"People's ambitions and desires change with the changes in their environment."
Huang Fu Song said these words very slowly, but it was a fine word, looking at Jiang Xiaobai falling into deep thought, his blank eyes gradually became clear, and he showed a kind smile on his face, this young man can be taught.
When he came back to his senses, he found that Huangfu Song was staring at him, Jiang Xiaobai smiled shyly and said, "Thank you for the old general's order, Shuai Zhi understands." ”
"Little guy, when the main force of the yellow scarves in Jizhou is cleaned up, are you willing to go with the old man?"
Looking at Jiang Xiaobai, Huangfu Song suddenly opened his mouth to invite.