Zhao Yun rode out and shouted in front of the formation: "Archers array, prepare!" ”

Zhang Liang led the Yellow Turban Army down the mountain, and before the slogan of the charge was launched, Zhao Yun had already waved his spear.

"Put!"

The archers, who had already been preparing to attack, shot the sharp arrows in their hands one after another, and hundreds of sharp arrows flew vertically and horizontally, pouring into the chaotic formation of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Put!"

"Put!"

After three waves of arrows, the ruthless arrows were like poisonous snakes, causing hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers to lose their lives.

Before he got close, he lost hundreds of lives, Zhang Liang couldn't help but be a little frightened, hid in the crowd, and shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, as long as we break through this bayonet, we can escape!" ”

"Kill it!"

Zhang Liang shouted loudly.

However, the Yellow Turban Army, who was frightened by sharp arrows, was still willing to listen to his commands, and they stopped moving, and even worse, fled to the mountains by the same route.

Zhao Yun saw that the Yellow Turban Army was stagnant, his spear flashed, and he ordered: "The shield hand covers, and the archer takes ten steps forward." ”

A hundred sword and shield soldiers rushed out, guarding in front of the archers, marching in orderly steps, advancing towards the foot of the mountain, each step was like a bell of death, making the soul of every Yellow Turban soldier scatter.

"Mom! I don't want to die! ”

"I don't want to die either!"

One by one, the Yellow Turban Army shouted and began to run towards the mountain, and after a while, they all ran back to Black Tiger Mountain.

On the stage, Zhang Feng shook his head and said, "It's not good to surrender directly!" I don't want to stop until I bleed. ”

Zhou Cang sighed and replied: "Lord, everyone has their own ambitions, order the fire, only if they are in a hurry, they will come down and surrender." ”

"Good!"

"Ignition!"

Zhou Cang waved the command flag in his hand, and shouted loudly to Zhao Yun, who was in front of him: "The lord has an order, light the fire." ”

"Ignition!"

Zhao Yun then commanded.

The pile of firewood instantly ignited a raging fire, and a gust of wind came slowly, bringing the flames around, and then green smoke rose everywhere, and slowly, the flames were everywhere, and the upper and lower feet burned together.

The fire burned loudly, which made Zhang Liang desperate to the extreme.

"Brothers of the Yellow Turban Army, don't be obsessed, the fire is about to burn to the buttocks, go down the mountain and surrender."

At this moment, the sound of persuasion to surrender sounded again.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, the heat wave is rolling, the impatient Yellow Turban Army is looking left and right, the back mountain is a cliff, there is no way to escape, and now there is no choice but to go down the mountain and surrender.

"I don't want to die, let's go! Brothers, it is better to go down the mountain and join the official army than to be burned alive! ”

"...... right"

"Count me in!"

The Yellow Turban Army, one by one, began to shout, and ran towards the foot of the mountain with the man in the lead.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer Yellow Turban troops beside him, Zhang Liang couldn't stop it, and in the end, only less than twenty personal soldiers remained by his side.

"General Rengong, let's go down the mountain too!"

One of the pro-soldiers plucked up his courage and said.

Zhang Liang set up a steel knife, put it across the neck of his own soldiers, and scolded: "What do you say, let me go down the mountain and surrender, it is absolutely impossible." ”

After speaking, Zhang Liang slashed over this pro-soldier with a knife, his eyes were desolate, and he already knew his intention to die.

Zhang Liang looked back at the remaining pro-soldiers and shouted: "Are you also like him, wanting to go down the mountain and surrender?" ”

Zhang Liang's eyes were bloodshot, like a man-eating demon, and the soldiers were so frightened that they took half a step back and replied, "My subordinates don't dare." ”

"We died for the righteousness of the Yellow Turban, and the great sage and good teacher will avenge us!"

"Don't let anyone want to leave, whoever dares to run away will be slaughtered!"

"You're going to run, it's you!"

Suddenly, Zhang Liang tore off his headscarf, his hair was scattered, like a madman, holding a steel knife and slashing left and right.

"You all deserve to die, I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill!"

Zhang Liang, who was talking crazy, was already insane, and another personal soldier was chopped over by him, and he didn't blink an eye.

Seeing that the fire was about to spread up the mountain, one of the soldiers shouted: "Brothers, it is not that we are unjust, but that this Liang has gone mad, let's kill this Liang and go to the official army, maybe we can have a chance to live." ”

"Okay, listen to big brother."

After speaking, the soldiers reached a consensus, and they all raised their knives to slash at Zhang Liang, and in this way, the general Zhang Liang came to an end.

The group of soldiers chopped off Zhang Liang's head and ran quickly towards the mountain, their clothes and armor burned with big holes and small eyes.

"We surrender, we surrender!"

As soon as the group came out, they were surrounded by Zhao Yun, who pointed to the bloody head and asked, "Whose head are you holding in your hand?" ”

"Back to this general, this is Zhang Liang's head, Zhang Liang suffered from madness, and even killed his own people, so he ended up like this."

Hearing that Zhang Liang was beheaded by his own people, Zhang Feng sighed, one wrong step, one wrong step, this troubled world has just begun.

"Zilong, send a few brothers to send Zhang Liang's head back to Chen Liu, day and night, and hand it over to Lord Taishou."

"No!"

Guangping has been flattened, and now Dong Zhuo, a dead fat man, doesn't want to use the topic to play.

"Boom! Congratulations to the host for completing the advanced task: kill the thief's first beam, get a Shenju lottery card, 50 lucky points, and 80 lucky points for the host's current lucky spot. ”

The Black Tiger Mountain bandits have been destroyed, and Zhang Feng naturally has no need to continue to stay in the camp, so he immediately ordered his troops and horses, and took the Yellow Turban captives to Guangping County together.

After a period of greetings, everyone dispersed, what should they do, only Li Tao was left by Zhang Feng.

"Strategist, now that Zhang Liang is dead, when will we go to the Han army camp and exterminate the thief Kou Zhang Jiao?"

Li Tao shook his head and replied: "Lord, the time is not yet ripe, if you venture at this time, I am afraid that you will be framed by Dong Zhuo, it is better to wait!" ”

"Wait?"

"Not bad!"

Li Tao explained: "Zhang Liang was punished, Jizhou Yellow Turban only left Guangzong Zhang Jiao, but it is also the most powerful, when he learned that the Guangping Yellow Turban was destroyed, presumably Zhang Jiao will not be able to sit still, and when the time comes, Dong Zhuo may not be able to resist his stalking." ”

"In addition, I just learned a piece of news that the two adults, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, have completed the elimination of the Yellow Turban Army in the Yingchuan area, and they must be going north soon."

Zhang Feng recalled history at this time, as if Dong Zhuo was dismissed from his official position after the attack was unfavorable, and he was replaced by Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, and finally completed the task of suppressing bandits.

What a vision!

Zhang Feng couldn't help but give Li Tao a thumbs up again, he has a strong sense of overall situation and layout, and he doesn't know how many grades.

Zhang Feng asked again: "But if we continue to stay in Guangping, I am afraid that we will provoke Dong Zhuo's jealousy and stumble on us." ”

Li Tao said solemnly: "Guangping can't wait for a long time, but the lord can't go to the Han army camp, but he can go to Qingzhou." ”

"Qingzhou?"

Li Tao responded: "Yes, it is Qingzhou, there are many yellow turban thieves in Qingzhou, and the lord can fight from Guangping to Qingzhou under the banner of chasing Zhang Liang's remnants, so that ten days and half a month will pass, and by then, the matter may have been decided." ”

Zhang Feng clapped his hands and applauded: "The military advisor is really smart, and after a day's rest in Guangping, the army set off for Qingzhou." ”

"No!"