With the issuance of Zhang Liang's order, the huge war drums in Xingyang City for the original Han Military Academy were finally beaten. The drumbeat of "dong dong dong" was constantly urging the yellow turban soldiers in Xingyang City to rush to the school to assemble. The generals at all levels of the Yellow Turban Army were also busy gathering soldiers and preparing to go into battle with Zhang Liang.

Lu Bu, who was outside Xingyang City, heard the sound of huge war drums in the city, and his originally relaxed expression finally became serious. looked at Gao Shun behind him, and said with a serious expression: Array, prepare for battle. Gao Shun agreed to hear the huge sound of war drums coming from Xingyang City, nodded, and went down to prepare.

And Xun You, who was fifty miles east of Xingyang City, also clearly heard the huge war drums coming from Xingyang City, Xun You looked up at the direction of Xingyang City, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Turning around and looking at Xu Zhen, whose strength had fully recovered, he asked with concern: Zhongkang, is there anything wrong with your body?

Xu Yan looked at Xun You, and said with a laugh: Sir, it's no problem at all, I can't wait to replace Lu Bu's family now, and fight under Xingyang City. After speaking, he patted his chest vigorously, indicating that his body was intact.

Xun You looked at it, and finally put his mind at ease, and looked at Xu Yu and calmed down: Put it down, Zhongkang, I will definitely make you happy in a while.

When Xu Yu heard this, he didn't speak, but just looked at Xun Yu and smirked.

Half an hour later, Xun Yu estimated the time, looked at Xu Zhen, and said to Xu Zhen: Enter the secret passage. When Xu Yan heard this, he didn't say a word, and directly took the lead in walking towards the secret passage.

And in Xingyang City, the Yellow Turban Army has finally been assembled. Zhang Liang stood on the high platform in armor, looking at the black army below, and infinite pride rose in his heart, what Lu Bu and Liu Xie. With these armies in front of you, any enemy will be crushed and crushed. He will also rely on these armies to build supreme greatness.

Zhang Liang stood on the high platform, condescendingly looked at the army in front of him, slowly, Zhang Liang raised his right hand, waved down violently, and said: Soldiers, outside the city, Lu Bulian beheaded my 18 generals, can you bear this hatred?

The Yellow Turban sergeant in the audience looked at Zhang Liang on the stage, listened to Zhang Liang's words, and waved his arms very cooperatively and shouted: Can't, can't, can't.

Zhang Liang was very satisfied with the reaction of the soldiers, his eyes swept down, Zhang Liang continued: Yes, we can't bear this revenge, we want revenge, we want to kill Lu Bu, and use his head to wash away our shame. Now, I command you to go out of the city and kill Lu Bu, and use the sword in your hand to cut Lu Bu with a thousand knives.

After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he raised his right arm violently and shouted: Kill

The Yellow Turban sergeants in the audience learned from Zhang Liang's appearance, and also raised their arms and shouted: Kill, kill, kill.

The morale of the Yellow Turban Army, which was originally knocked down by Lu Bu, slowly recovered in the chanting of his arms. It reached its climax in the shouting of killing.

Zhang Liang stood on the stage and saw the changes in the soldiers clearly. The fear on the faces of the soldiers had been completely replaced by murderous intent. Zhang Liang nodded, feeling that the military heart was available. Directly ordered: The army set off to conquer Lu Bu.

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army in the audience heard Zhang Liang's order and promised loudly, and then everyone stood behind Zhang Liang and prepared to set off.

Zhang Liang led his army out of Xingyang City slowly, and as soon as Zhang Liang came out of the city gate, he saw Lu Bu riding on a horse opposite. Looking at Lu Bu with a heroic face on the other side, the hatred in Zhang Liang's heart did not come to one place, but at the same time, in the depths of his heart, a feeling of love rose, but he was self-aware and knew that with his identity, it was impossible for Lu Bu to surrender to him, so he dispelled that unrealistic idea in his heart. turned to hatred that was bent on killing Lu Bu.

The army behind Zhang Liang slowly drove out of Xingyang City, and gradually established a stable formation behind Zhang Liang, and strangely Lu Bu on the opposite side did not send troops to attack during this process. Although Zhang Liang didn't understand why, he really hoped that Lu Bu would do it.

The troops behind Zhang Liang were finally all lined up. Zhang Liang's heart finally let go.

The troops behind Zhang Liang, after the formation was completed, Lu Bu on the opposite side finally made a move.

I saw Lu Bu slowly riding out alone, standing in the middle of the two armies, looking at Zhang Liang opposite. Lu Bu puffed up his dantian spirit, and opened his mouth and shouted: Zhang Liang Xiao'er, do you dare to fight alone with your grandfather Lu Bu?

Zhang Liang heard Lu Bu's shout, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. When they went out of the city just now, Hao Xiong had already asked them what they had experienced. Although he asked himself that his martial arts were good, he did not have the arrogance to believe that he could accomplish the great feat of killing eighteen people with Lu Bu at a glance, although these eighteen people were all his subordinates, and he also had a deep understanding of them.

But it is precisely because of his understanding that he knows that he will never be able to do this. Now Lu Bu let himself go head-to-head with him. Zhang Liang is doubting what kind of heart Lu Buhuai has? Do you want to take the opportunity to kill him like you killed Hao Xiong?

Zhang Liang looked at Lu Bu's cold eyes and decided not to fight with Lu Bu alone, so he didn't react to Lu Bu's challenge, just didn't hear it, looked at the army behind him, and directly waved his hand, and the whole army pressed on.

Poor Lu Bu on the opposite side, where to stand alone and challenge for a long time, in exchange for Zhang Liang's whole army pressed on, Lu Bu looked at the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side slowly approaching him, he was very angry, looked at Zhang Liang and scolded: Zhang Liang Xiaoer, you are a gutless rat, you kind of go head-to-head with Lao Tzu.

When Zhang Liang heard Lu Bu's scolding, he didn't react, just waved his hand vigorously, and the speed of the army's advance accelerated.

Lu Bu saw that Zhang Liang had made up his mind not to fight him alone, and there was no way, looking at the Yellow Turban Army army that was getting closer and closer to him, he could only retreat to Party B's camp and prepare to rely on the army to fight, although Lu Bu was conceited, but he was not conceited enough to believe in himself, and he could rely on himself to block the opponent's army of 50,000 alone.

At this time, Lu Bu was very angry when he remembered the 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers he had just let go, but there was no way, the upcoming war was the most important thing. And the situation of the war does not allow Lu Bu to continue to think about where.

The war between the two sides has been in a white-hot state since the first contact, and the sea of swords and blood is not enough to describe the scene in front of him, there are corpses everywhere, soldiers who have fallen to the ground everywhere, and the arms and thighs of the soldiers everywhere. After the soldiers in front of the formation fell, the ones behind made up, and the soldiers on both sides were only mechanical, using all their strength to wave the weapons in their hands.

But in general, the Han army is at an absolute disadvantage, but it can't stand the existence of Lu Bu in the Han army, where there is a crisis, Lu Bu will go, and wherever Lu Bu goes, he can fly up a piece of stump and broken arm, and locally, the Han army can also gain an advantage by relying on Lu Bu.

If there are no contingencies, the Yellow Turbans will emerge victorious. The scales of victory have gradually tilted in favor of the Yellow Turbans.