"It is a great honor for my second brother to be appreciated by Captain Cao. My second brother, surnamed Pan Mingfeng, is a native of Tai'an, Qingzhou. ”

Pan Feng heard Liu Bei introducing himself, and after nodding to Cao Cao politely, he didn't say anything else.

"Unparalleled, unparalleled. Unparalleled in the world, haha, Brother Pan deserves this name. ”

Cao Cao didn't have any anger at Pan Feng's coldness, but laughed and praised Pan Feng generously. Pan Feng saw that Cao Cao was in a high position, but he had no shelf, and he looked up to himself, the indifference in his eyes decreased slightly, and his good impression of Cao Cao couldn't help but increase a little in his heart.

"Hey, the surname is Cao. Don't make a small calculation in your heart. My second brother has an oath with us, and we will never be separated from each other. The three of us brothers will not stoop to you. ”

Zhang Fei's eyes slipped, and when he saw Cao Cao's undisguised appreciation for Pan Feng, he was anxious, his eyes were glazed, and he opened his mouth to warn Cao Cao.

"Haha. Honest by nature, straightforward and fast-talking, you must be extraordinary and tell me, Liu Pan Zhang Fei. Sure enough, it was the same as he said, a bold and happy hero. ”

Cao Cao put da

G smiled uninhibitedly, not angry at all for Zhang Fei's rudeness, but Cao Cao had a faint trace of regret in his eyes, and secretly glanced at Pan Feng, so he had to take some thoughts back.

Time passed, like a white horse passing through a gap, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the decisive battle.

In the city of Guangzong, there is an altar in the center of the city, which was built by Zhang Jiao not long after he occupied Guangzong half a year ago, and he usually casts spells here to pray to the heavens. The altar covers an area of 1,000 square meters, which is very magnificent. It is decorated with wood carvings of bull heads and horse faces, and 180 fire-burning vessels are placed around it. There are two banners hanging on the left and right sides of the altar, the left is that the sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, and the right is the year in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious.

Zhang Jiao was wearing a majestic yellow robe, wearing a delicate crown, holding a peachwood sword in one hand and a yellow talisman in the other. On the table in front of him, there are black oxen, white horses, sacrificial wine, incense burners and other things that sacrifice to the sky.

Under the altar, there were more than 50,000 yellow turban thieves standing densely, and they looked at the horns on the altar, all of them with fanatical and serious faces.

"Heavenly Book, please!"

Zhang Jiao waved the peachwood magic sword and drank in a condensed voice. Immediately, several heavenly guards carefully picked up the three rolls of yellowed books in a wooden box and placed them in front of the incense burner on the table, and then quickly retreated.

"The Han family is incompetent, the people are miserable, and they are in dire straits. The heavens couldn't bear it, so they sent me down to the mortal world to save all the people. Today's battle is about whether the Yellow Sky Avenue can prove its way. Can the people of our generation save the people of the world? The key to this victory, even the gods are moved by it, three days ago, the gods dreamed, gave wind and rain and thunder, and helped us. We are the army of heaven, representing the will of heaven, and this battle will be won! ”

"This battle will be won! This battle will be won! This battle will be won! ”

As soon as Zhang Jiao's voice fell, it immediately aroused the enthusiastic response of more than 50,000 thieves below, and the momentum was like a sea tide, wave after wave, shaking the entire Guangzong City.

The gods were moved by it and helped with the wind and rain and thunder! These thieves are even more fanatical in their hearts, feeling that they are really as Zhang Jiao said, they are the heavenly army, and they are fighting for the will of heaven!

Zhang Jiao looked at the sky from afar, his yellow eyes shrank and opened, and after a while, his face changed, and he was slandered in his heart, and the time had come. Then start the practice.

The yellow fu burned in Zhang Jiao's hand, the peach wood magic sword waved, Zhang Jiao muttered words in his mouth, and suddenly shouted violently.

"The wind rises!"

Zhang Jiaojian pierced the yellow talisman, danced in the air and drew an unknown trajectory handwriting, and then hit the heavenly book on the table. The thief under the altar held his breath, his face full of nervousness. Some of the thieves didn't know how much saliva they swallowed, and stared at the horns on the altar, lest they miss some. Although they usually know that Zhang Jiao has a divine law, and some small spells have also seen it with their own eyes, but this kind of heavenly law of asking the sky to blow wind, rain and thunder is the first time to observe it.

Whisk flick flick~!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, blowing the tiles of the houses in the city, and this gust of wind came very suddenly, wave after wave, and the wind became stronger and stronger, and some of the emaciated thieves were about to be blown away.

"Thunder!"

Zhang Jiao was in the strong wind, the yellow robe bulged and moved, and the long hair on the back of Zhang Jiao's head squirmed like poisonous snakes. He danced the peachwood magic sword again, cast the spell, danced on the altar, and the wind rose even more wildly. The sword snapped into the heavenly book, three times in a row!

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and several thunderbolts were scurrying in the sky, booming, and the thunder was shining, illuminating the scene of one side!

"Thunder is coming! Thunder is coming!! ”

The thief under the altar couldn't help but exclaim as he looked at the extremely bright thunder in the sky.

Thundered!

A huge thunderbolt struck the roof of a house in Guangzong City, instantly splitting the roof, sawdust tiles flew in all directions, and smoke rose from the firelight.

Fifty thousand thieves shouted the name of Zhang Jiao, saying that his divine power was boundless. The thief army thought that there was heaven to help them, and their morale was suddenly great, and their morale was like a rainbow, and their momentum was terrifying.

"Rain falls!"

Several thunderbolts swam in the air like electric dragons, and Zhang Jiao's face was illuminated by the thunder, looking like a god descending from heaven in the eyes of all thieves.

One hundred and eighty vessels in the altar were full of fire, Zhang Jiao had a clear word, his hand shook the yellow talisman, the yellow talisman fell, and Zhang Jiao danced with the peach wood magic sword, drew a trajectory in mid-air, and finally inserted it into the heavenly book.

Bala! Bala! Bala!

A strange scene came, and the sky was really summoned by him, and it began to rain heavily. The rain beads are as big as soybeans, and they hurt when they hit people.

"The Heavenly Divine Law is boundless! There is a way in the yellow sky! Heaven helps! This battle must be won!! ”

Zhang Bao was optimistic about the opportunity, and first took the lead in yelling. Immediately afterwards, the thieves who were drenched in heavy rain under the altar seemed to be burning, with high fighting spirit, fighting spirit, and shouting in unison.

"The Heavenly Divine Law is boundless! There is a way in the yellow sky! Heaven helps! This battle must be won!! ”

"The Heavenly Divine Law is boundless! There is a way in the yellow sky! Heaven helps! This battle must be won!! ”

Wind, thunder, torrential rain. Zhang Jiao stood on the altar like a god descending to earth, he raised his wooden sword and commanded the thieves under the altar to line up. Under Zhang Jiao's order, the thief army moved quickly, lined up in a column, and was led by four generals Zhang Baobocai, Peng Tu, and Liu Pi.

"O child of destiny chosen by God. Drink the elixir, and the heavens will bestow you with endless divine power, fearless of pain, take off the shackles of death, and become a heavenly soldier! ”

Zhang Jiao looked **, and while he was talking, barrels of wooden barrels filled with unknown potions were placed in front of a team of thieves, and those so-called chosen children of destiny raised their heads one by one and drank the potions.

Half an hour later, the rain fell more violently, the wind blew sharper, and the thunder thundered incessantly. Thirty thousand thieves drank the potion, and before long they began to change, their eyes and faces were red and red, their mouths were wide open, and their teeth were grinning like wolves.

"The drums are beating!"

Zhang Jiao first took the lead in shouting, followed by the 50,000 thieves under the altar shouting in unison, and also shouted at the same time.

"The drums are beating!"

Knock knock~! Knock knock~! Knock knock knock~!

On the city wall of Guangzong, hundreds of shirtless men waved drum sticks, hitting the drum surface under the rain, and the water splashed everywhere. From time to time, the sound of drums and the thunder of heaven rang out together, and the earth seemed to be shaken by the sound.

The 30,000 thieves who drank the potion, under the sound of drums, first rushed out of the city gate, they ran extremely fast, their eyes were fearless, and their killing intent was blank, and they rushed out of the city gate of Guangzong one after another under the leadership of the second general of Bocai Peng. The remaining 20,000 thieves led by Zhang Bao and Liu Pi then pressed on, and the city of Guangzong suddenly became empty and silent...

At the same time, ten miles away from Guangzong City. An army of 40,000 men had just arrived, and the army consisted of three armies and horses. They are the Xiliang soldiers and horses led by Dong Zhuo, Liu Panzhang led by Lu Zhi, and the imperial court army supplemented by Adjutant Guo, Wen Han and Cao Cao are combined into one army, and the soldiers and horses led by the two are all the Xiyuan Army praised by Emperor Ling of Han as the most powerful soldiers and horses in the world in the future.

"Extraordinary, the thief army has been dispatched. The battle is about to begin. “

Under the heavy rain, Cao Cao's face was full of excitement, his slender eyes looked into the distance, and the white gas spit out of his mouth was so hot that people thought it was water vapor.

"Hmm. The battle is about to begin. “

Wen Han nodded, excited in his heart, but also a little nervous. There are many implications at stake, and it is a battle that cannot be lost. At the same time, it is also a war that will be recorded in the history books, and there are few unprecedented wars in the world.