Outside the giant deer.

Zhou Fanshuai led the army to kill Zhang Jiao from two places.

And that horn was also flustered, he never thought that he had already encountered the enemy before he arrived at the Han army camp.

In his heart, he secretly said that it was not good, and at this time he realized that he really underestimated Zhou Fan's appetite, not only did he want to eat that beam, but he also wanted to eat himself.

Hum! Zhang Jiao snorted coldly and said angrily: "Zhou Fan Xiaoer, you don't have to be complacent, who wins and who loses, I don't know yet, Yellow Turban Lux, kill me!" ”

Now that they are facing each other, I am afraid that there is only one real battle. However, he didn't panic when he opened his horns, and he still had a lot of confidence in his three thousand yellow turban wrestlers.

Yellow Turban Lux, Zhou Fan was shocked in his heart. He had long heard that there were 3,000 Yellow Turban wrestlers under this horned hand, and he was extremely brave, but now he had to take a good look.

I saw that these 3,000 people only had a single coat on their bodies, but they were each holding a simple knife in their hands, and their expressions were indifferent, as if they had no feelings. lined up in a neat formation, turned into a sharp knife, and led the ordinary yellow turban soldiers and horses behind him to kill Zhou Fan's side.

"Yanren Zhang Fei is here, Zhang Jiao will take your dog's head!" A sky-high roar came, and not far away, three people and three horsemen, with five hundred soldiers and horses, took a step ahead of Zhou Fan and killed towards the horn.

"Idiot!" Zhou Fan couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart, revealing a trace of disdain.

Those three guys are not Liu Guanzhang or anything, as for the five hundred soldiers and horses behind them, they are naturally the five hundred villagers they recruited.

When he was making a plan before, Lu Zhi asked Liu Bei which side he wanted to join, which could be regarded as giving him a free choice.

And this Liu Bei chose to join Zhou Fan's side without hesitation, intending to ambush him Zhang Jiao.

Zhou Fan didn't know what Liu Da'er was thinking.

Zhang Liang's side has the least credit, and he can't look down on Liu Bei's ambition. And with Gongsun Zan here, he Liu Bei can't compete with him for the head of Zhang Liang.

Lu Zhi's side is the safest, and the credit for winning the giant deer is not small, but with Lu Zhi leading, Ou Xing defrauded the city, and most of the credit was taken by these two people, and he Liu Bei estimated that he couldn't even drink the soup.

As for the final Zhang Jiao, it is undoubtedly the most dangerous, but the credit is definitely the greatest. Zhang Jiao, the supreme leader of the Yellow Turban, as long as he can kill him, it will definitely be a great achievement, and it will not be a dream to soar when the time comes.

Although it was he Zhou Fan who led the army this time, he Liu Bei still had a lot of confidence, he had two brothers who were not used by Guan Zhang, and five hundred Xiang Yong who were equipped with the standard weapons of the Han army, and there was still a great chance to be able to snatch the head of the horn in front of Zhou Fan.

It's a dream.

Zhou Fan now finally knows why this Liu Da'er was so miserable in history, and he has been defeated repeatedly, it is purely because none of their three brothers can really lead the army.

The ability on this battlefield is really poor. Guan Zhang and the others do have the courage to be unstoppable, but one is from the background of killing pigs, and the other is a fugitive who sells dates, but his ability to lead the army is naturally still worse, as for him Liu Bei, a bad boy who didn't study well when he was a child and skipped classes everywhere, can he still be expected to fail.

That is, when these three people lost their experience, it was a lot better, and now, the three fledgling guys can only bully and bully goods like Cheng Yuanzhi.

How can he be so easy to kill? Not to mention the 30,000 yellow turbans behind him, these 3,000 yellow turban wrestlers alone are no longer something they can deal with.

In his Zhou Fan's eyes, the combat power of these three thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers is afraid that it is still above the Han army, and it may not be under the Yulin Cavalry. If the Yulin cavalry is not cavalry and has no war horses, it is difficult to say that this is really a fight.

And he, Liu Bei, has a total of 500 village warriors who are better than ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers and horses, and he is afraid that he will only be abused.

As for Guan and Zhang, they are brave and can be called ten thousand enemies.

But 10,000 enemies don't mean that they can fight 10,000 soldiers alone, that's looking for death.

At best, it can be safe and sound among the 10,000 soldiers and horses who are in chaos. If it is replaced by soldiers and horses waiting in formation, let alone 10,000 people, just say 1,000 people, 500 people, and then drag them to death.

In history, a fierce man like Dian Wei fought alone for a thousand people, and finally died of exhaustion.

Sure enough, as Zhou Fan expected, Liu Guanzhang and the three of them, with their own martial arts, killed more than a dozen Yellow Turban wrestlers at the beginning. However, then it fell into a bitter battle, and the villagers behind him died one by one.

What a yellow turban wrestler. Zhou Fan couldn't help but praise in his heart. He could now be sure that if the Yulin cavalry did not rely on horses and fought against this Yellow Turban wrestler, he would definitely lose.

?? Because these yellow turban wrestlers are not afraid of death at all. Every spear and knife that Guan Zhang and the others used could take the lives of one or two Yellow Turban Warriors, but none of them showed even a trace of expression on their faces.

The people behind immediately added up and continued to kill without fear of death.

This Yellow Turban Lux should be called the Yellow Turban Dead Warrior more appropriately.

In fact, this is similar to what Zhou Fan guessed, these 3,000 people are indeed dead soldiers, and after being brainwashed by his Zhang Jiao, they are completely loyal to his dead soldiers, and they can die for him without hesitation, for him Zhang Jiao, and for the belief in the Taiping Dao, which will form such a terrible combat power.

Bitter also! At this time, Liu Bei realized that he seemed to be really too arrogant, and he was also guilty of empiricism.

In his opinion, with 500 people, he could have scattered the 50,000 troops of Cheng Yuanzhi who rushed to kill, and he could still hang his head. Now the 30,000 army facing this corner should be the same.

But the world is unpredictable, these three thousand yellow scarves are completely different from Cheng Yuanzhi's soldiers and horses, one by one they are not afraid of death, they cut him with a sword, and the person can't hide much, but he returns it with a knife, looking like he is exchanging his life for his life.

Seeing the five hundred townsmen behind him die one by one, Liu Bei's heart is heart-wrenching, he has such a little family background, if they are all defeated here, what should he do in the future.

However, he wanted to think about Zhou Fan asking for help, but he couldn't shout. This feeling is like having a person who wants to surpass, but now you have to ask him for help, and that feeling of inferiority is really uncomfortable.

"Second brother, it's not a way to go on like this, you quickly escort the eldest brother out, I'll stop them!" Zhang Fei stabbed a yellow turban wrestler to death with a spear, and shouted at Guan Yu behind him.

"Third brother, ...... you" A trace of hesitation flashed in Guan Yu's eyes, he naturally knew that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would even have to explain himself here, and retreating was the best way. But this palace is definitely the most dangerous thing, if one is not good, he will die, how can he bear to watch Zhang Fei in distress like this.

Turning his head to look at Liu Bei, who was struggling, and then at the villagers who kept dying, Guan Yu sighed helplessly, and shouted at Zhou Fan: "Please also ask Zhou Duwei to help, Guan is grateful!" ”

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