The demon wind blew, and nearly 10,000 spears were like sand and dust that were blown away by the wind without a trace.

Burst!

Nearly 10,000 spears disappeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhang Jiao.

On closer inspection, the blood turned out to be black.

"Big brother, it doesn't matter to you."

"Huh...... It's okay, the debt is not pressing. ”

"Big brother, why don't you forget it, as long as the eldest brother is here, Huang Tianshengshi will come sooner or later, it doesn't matter if it's early or later, it's still the eldest brother's body that matters."

"No problem."

Zhang Bao sighed heavily when he heard this, knowing that Zhang Jiao's mind was difficult to change, so he did not persuade again.

"Hiss......"

Everyone gasped.

"With the power of one person against the might of the army, his people are superb?"

Seeing this, Liu Wen, the captain of the infantry battalion standing next to Lu Zhi, said, "General, use the last resort!" ”

Lu Zhi hesitated: "The Great Array of Heaven and Earth has been broken, this last resort is the last pillar of the Han Dynasty, the foundation of the country, and it cannot be moved lightly if it is not the opportunity for the survival of the society!" ”

"General, Zhang Jiao is not dead, the Han is in danger, isn't it a chance for the Han to survive at this time?"

Just when Lu Zhi hesitated, Huangfu Song and the others were also stunned, not wanting to encounter such a crisis after the changes in the situation of the Han army, which slaughtered the Yellow Turbans.

"Meng De, you lead your troops to attack the Zhangjiao military camp, Jiang Hou, bother you to sit in the Chinese army, guard the supplies, and the rest of the generals will rush with me to kill!"

“…………”

The order was given, and the army began to move in two directions.

As for the hundreds of people in Jiangliu, they sat quietly in front of the supplies of the army and watched the play quietly, waiting for the credit of picking up in vain.

Jiang Liu's identity is there, and he is Liu Hong's confidant, it is nothing else to do if he is defeated, even if Jiang Liu does not want the greatest credit, there will be his stroke in the merit book.

It is better to offend a gentleman than a villain, Jiang Liu, the famous "traitorous dancer" of the Han Dynasty, is a villain among villains in the hearts of everyone, and he must not be offended.

"Kill! ……”

Zhang Jiao didn't even look at the shouting and killing sound coming from outside the battlefield, and looked ahead calmly.

The battle situation was in crisis, and the soldiers of the infantry battalion looked at the command flag raised from the commander's position and clenched the only spear left in their hands.

In an instant, the entire infantry battalion emitted a dazzling white light, and the light gathered together, even more dazzling than the sun.

Even Zhang Jiao, who had a calm face, couldn't help but be moved: "10,000 masters who have practiced qi have formed a camp, and the big man is so bold!" ”

If the Heaven and Earth Array is the pillar of the Han Dynasty, then the infantry battalion is the foundation of the Han Dynasty's national fortunes.

As a foundation-like existence, the selection of the infantry battalion is to select the best seedlings from the reserve military service of various counties and counties since childhood for the key training funded by the government.

This tradition began with Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, when the people who could train qi were all unparalleled national soldiers, and the infantry battalions were all veterans in their thirties and forties who had been taking secret medicine all year round, and they could only use medicine and exquisite formations to show some extraordinary means.

Now, after the improvement of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu, today's infantry battalion is different from that of the founding of the Han Dynasty.

Not only are the personnel younger, but every soldier is a master of training.

In an instant, two thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers met the infantry battalion.

Burst!

The spear attached to it pierced into the body of the Yellow Turban Lux like a stabbing tofu, and the steel knife of the Yellow Turban Lux also slashed at the infantry battalion soldiers without any effect.

The soldier's face remained unchanged, and he bowed down, like an iron back against a mountain, and pushed people out fiercely, overwhelming countless yellow scarves.

Yellow Turban Lux blood surged like a pillar, and he stood up straight calmly, but he couldn't walk anymore.

They are no longer pure people, but they are still human beings after all, not puppets or gods, and the massive loss of blood can no longer support their own actions.

Kill! Kill!

Unstoppable and unbeatable.

As soon as the infantry battalion launched a charge, the Yellow Turban Army was like a cut wheat, and there was no upright figure in the place where it passed, even the Yellow Turban wrestlers who killed the Changshui Battalion and the Tun Cavalry Battalion were no exception.

But Lu Zhi's face didn't look good at all, and he knew that trouble was coming.

Sure enough, a dull voice with a little tiredness resounded throughout the battlefield again

"The Tao calls for rain."

In an instant, dark clouds filled the sky, and a black hazy drizzle began to fall, heading straight for the infantry battalion.

Although the rain summoning method is the most basic method, no one dares to despise the rain summoning method made by Zhang Jiao.

"The generals obeyed the order and used their battle shields with all their strength to protect the infantry battalion."

As soon as Lu Zhi gave the order, large and small red battle shields immediately appeared above the infantry battalion, like an umbrella, resisting the black rain curtain.

When the black rain landed on the battle shield, Jiang Liu saw that the battle shield gradually dissipated, and the combined efforts of the generals were no match for Zhang Jiao's power.

Seeing this, Liu Wen's face changed, and urged: "General, give the order quickly!" ”

Lu Zhi knew that it was no longer time for him to hesitate, and the command flag was raised again in the tent.

Only when the infantry battalion is used will the ancient way of ordering the flag be used to show solemnity, rather than simply using the amplification method.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying......"

The flag was raised, and the infantry battalions that were still rushing to kill actually stopped and sang in unison, and the rivers that watched were stunned, what is this?

"Weijia Hai is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"

This is the wind song made by Han Gaozu, with the word "Fang" sung, the qi of the 10,000 infantry battalion soldiers gathered into a whirlpool, the thunder roar in the whirlpool shook all directions, and the powerful coercion made both sides of the battlefield unconsciously stop their movements, and looked at the whirlpool with great awe and awe at the convergence of the powerful monstrous qi.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the whirlpool, and a sword light as bright as a comet shot out, stabbing the dark clouds in the sky that had been condensed by the Dao Law.

Everyone stared blankly at the figure crawling out of the whirlpool, watching him stand proudly between heaven and earth.

The figure is grand and long-faced, with a beautiful beard, a hoopoe at the corner of the mouth, a fighting chest, a turtle's back, and a dragon strand, a hundred feet high, and he holds a lightsaber in his left hand, and the lightsaber is branded with two big characters "Chixiao".

"Gao Zu!"

Seeing the transparent figure, Lu Zhi and the others burst into tears.

"It's finally there."

Seeing the figure of "Liu Bang", Zhang Jiao sighed.

"Big brother, what should I do, do you want to run?"

"Command the army."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Jiao picked up Huang Yun from the wheelchair and slowly lifted him up.

"Great Virtuous Master!"

"Great Virtuous Master!"

With the shouts of the Yellow Turban Army, the Han Army also discovered Zhang Jiao, who flew into the air like a fairy.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

Seeing Zhang Jiao, the Yellow Turban Army, whose morale had been reduced by Baizhang "Liu Bang", became enthusiastic again, shouting loudly.

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