"Everyone work hard, hurry up and transport it to the city, remember, your feet must be wrapped in white ash, otherwise you will be careful that the ghost soldiers will eat you!" The middle-aged yellow turban general shouted.

The Yellow Turban soldiers skillfully sprinkled white lime on their feet, and then carefully stepped into the black mist-shrouded land, surrounded by skeleton soldiers, wandering aimlessly...

They were a little frightened, and they looked nervous as they pushed the wooden cart, and although they wanted to enter the city as soon as possible, the coffin was too heavy, and they could only move forward slowly.

However, after entering the land of ghost soldiers, the speed of the entire team has increased by at least thirty percent, and it seems that everyone is very afraid of these ghost soldiers.

"It's already halfway in, let's work harder!" The handsome young man also shouted, and the middle-aged yellow turban general glanced at him appreciatively and said, "Pony! You've done a lot this time, wait until we get into town..."

Before the middle-aged yellow turban general finished speaking, the handsome young man came to him with a smile, took out a dagger, quickly stabbed into the chest of the middle-aged yellow turban general, covered his mouth, and slowly leaned on a wooden cart.

At this time, all the coffins rose black, and then began to shake, at first everyone just thought that the sound of the wooden cart walking, but then the sound became louder and louder, and all the coffins began to tremble, so that these yellow turban soldiers immediately ran towards the city.

"Something is wrong!" Zhang Liang's expression moved, looking at the people below who were afraid of staying away from the coffin, Huang Long also frowned deeply, he felt a strong aura of illusion at this moment, this aura he had only experienced in one person, that is, their sect leader...

"Not good! We're in the middle of it. Zhang Liang opened his eyes wide and looked at the coffins that were trembling more and more violently, and the biggest of them was banged!

It was as if someone pushed the coffin lid away with great force, and after turning around the sky several times, there was a loud bang and fell to the ground, and then endless black gas came out of the huge coffin, and a majestic middle-aged man, with black mist wrapped all over his body, looked at Zhang Liang on the city wall and said, "Third brother!" I died so miserably..."

"Wow, it's the Sect Master!"

"You can't be wrong, it's the Sect Master..."

"The sect leader is not dead!"

"I'll just say? How could the sect leader be killed, it turned out that the sect leader had never died! ”

"The Sect Master is a god-like figure, how can he die so easily?"

"Welcome back the Sect Master!"

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

"See the Sect Master!"

Then one by one the Yellow Turban soldiers bowed down to the huge middle-aged man in surprise and surprise, and Zhang Liang's expression changed greatly: "Everyone, get up, this is an illusion, it is not the sect leader at all, this is the enemy's illusion!" ”

"Third brother! Are you scared? The majestic middle-aged man smiled strangely, looked at Zhang Liang and opened his mouth, and then thousands of coffins were opened, and countless soldiers wearing black armor and black gas appeared on their bodies, and they frantically went towards the people in the city, holding the big knife in their hands and slashing indiscriminately.

Suddenly, Guangzong City was in turmoil, and everyone had no intention of facing the battle, that is, Zhang Liang saw the huge middle-aged man's figure, and he was so frightened that his whole body began to tremble, Huang Long was even more unbearable, his face was pale, and he almost knelt down, and his childhood memories hit him like a tide!

A whip struck his body, and a bruise appeared.

The inhumane methods of the cultists...

There is no human persecution and oppression, and we live a miserable life.

He clearly remembered that he had stolen a bite of food from others and was almost killed!

He will never forget this terrible face, so much so that when he sees it now, he still can't help but tremble!

Kill! Countless sounds of fighting resounded in the city of Guangzong, but most of them had lost their combat effectiveness and fled in all directions, so to speak, this was a massacre.

"The massacre has begun..."Huangfu Song looked at Guangzong City in the distance with a look of enjoyment, and he remembered the conversation with Zhang Fei and Guan Yu a few days ago.

"The highest level of the art of war is a soldier who surrenders without a fight, but Guangzong City and Yangcheng have been stationed for a long time, and the two military fortresses deliberately built by the enemy are aimed at consuming our army and letting the fire of the uprising spread throughout the land, if we can't extinguish the biggest fire within three months, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Ming'er seems to have made a military order and given himself a three-month period, but in fact, three months is already the largest period, if it can't be extinguished in three months, it really can't be extinguished..."

"General Huangfu, although I can't guess your identity, you are by no means an ordinary person, you can put down the rebellion in such a short period of time, and you have never suffered a defeat, you not only have a great son, you are even more terrifying!" Guan Yu looked at Guangzong City in the distance, and praised people for the first time.

Zhang Fei said straight to the point: "When did you find the two of us..."

Huangfu Song's eyes were full of essence, and he looked at Liu Bei, who was looking at Guangzong City from afar, and said, "Does your eldest brother know your true identity?" ”

"Is there any point in knowing or not knowing?" Zhang Fei opened his mouth a little helplessly, and then said: "It's not so easy to make the people of a city magical!" ”

"You even know what I'm looking for you?" This time, Huangfu Song was really a little surprised, Guan Yu stroked his beard indifferently, and said with an embarrassed face: "Although Zhang Liang has cast illusions by himself, he has already made most people magical, but he has been preparing for several years to become successful, even if he is the foundation, with the strength of the two of us, we can't make the whole city magical, unless..."

"Unless there's another person about your strength, right?" Huangfu Song's eyes showed a look of joy and said, "Look, how am I?" ”

"Illusion destroys illusion! I really admire you, and your amazing son! Guan Yu opened his mouth with a great sigh.

Zhang Fei's expression moved, and he said with a puzzled look: "General Huangfu, who is not only an expert in warfare, but also a master of arranging troops, and now says that he can do illusions, I really can't imagine what your true identity is?" ”

"My Huangfu Song was born in a family of Jiangmen, my father is the Yanmen Taishou, a border general for a long time, and my uncle is one of the three Mings in Liangzhou, from this point of view, my Huangfu Song can not insult their reputation, I know that there are still many things!" Huangfu Song opened his mouth very proudly.

"But... Illusion, in addition to the Zuo Ci Lao Dao of Tianzhu Mountain, belongs to the master of Nanhua Mountain is the best at it, and the Taiping Sutra is the true meaning of illusion, where did you learn it? Guan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see through everything about Huangfu Song, and spoke seriously.

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