This prison was already in a remote place in Guangzong, and there were very few people who came and went with it, and the news of the death of the great sage and good teacher today was spread throughout the city, and no one would notice it.

Tang Qi, who had been hiding in the distance early, jumped out excitedly when he saw Jiang Hong come out successfully, and kept waving his hand, signaling Jiang Hong to go to him.

Jiang Hong had agreed with Tang Qi before, let him hide in the distance, wait for him to come out, if he hadn't come out at night, then there was no need to wait. Jiang Hong saw Tang Qi, so he walked quickly to where Tang Qi was, and he didn't feel that when he walked slowly, once the speed was raised, he would limp, let alone run and jump. After the convergence, Tang Qi took Jiang Hong back to his residence.

The place where Zhang Jiao's body lay was the largest mansion of Guangzong, located in the east of the city, and the prison was built in the south of the city, which was equivalent to a slum area, and Tang Qi's home was in the west of the city, which was considered a civilian area.

Tang Qi took a few pots of water, Jiang Hong hadn't taken a bath for more than half a month, and he didn't feel it in prison, this escape, coupled with the coagulated blood stains, Jiang Hong felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly took a bath, almost rubbing a layer of skin down.

After washing, he borrowed a sharp knife from Tang Qi, and on the surface of the water, Jiang Hong cleaned himself up, and finally regained his human appearance.

Originally, according to Jiang Hong's plan, Huangfu Song's large-scale siege of the city should be in these two days, and after the attention of the entire Guangzong was attracted away, how many people would have thought that someone in the city would deliberately create chaos.

Jiang Hong's previous idea was very simple, set fire to the mountain, and sit in prison. It was also a great achievement to light a fire in several important places in the city, create chaos, and assist the Han army to break the city.

The idea is very good, it's just that Jiang Hong's own injury, I thought it was no big deal, but I knew that today I knew that walking was okay, and there were obstacles in running and jumping, not to mention difficult actions such as climbing over the wall.

Jiang Hong said, the previous idea was still very good, but if there was no excellent opportunity, he would still honestly wait for the arrival of Huangfu Song, and his own life was more important.

I finally escaped, and when the time came, I sent my head out again because of the inconvenience of my legs and feet, wouldn't it be a big loss, so forget it and paddle honestly.

And as Jiang Hong expected, Huangfu Song was really an old fox, after confirming that the news of Zhang Jiao's death was true, he could launch an attack on the city, this was not like before, but a real knife and a real gun, and the elite troops who had rested for a long time all went into battle.

For a time, the Yellow Turbans, which were already in turmoil because of the death of the great sage and good teacher, were defeated and retreated, and the city wall was almost about to change hands under the first wave of strong offensive of the Han army.

Huangfu Song outside the city smiled slightly, he knew that this Guangzong was taken, once this battle was over, the yellow turbans in the world would inevitably be leaderless, and the suppression would no longer be a difficult thing for the entire court to worry about.

Huangfu Song thought that he had a great advantage, but the three commanders of the Yellow Turban, Zhang Jiao, Zhang Liang, and Zhang Bao, it can be said that none of them were waste materials, but the light of these two people was covered by their eldest brother Zhang Jiao, and the world thought that as soon as Zhang Jiao died, the Yellow Turban must be leaderless, and even Jiang Hong thought so, because he knew a little about the Three Kingdoms, and the Han army captured Guangzong after Zhang Jiao's death.

However, when the Yellow Turban was about to be defeated, Zhang Liang appeared on the city wall wearing a linen suit and a white scarf, and took the most elite soldier of the Yellow Turban, the Yellow Turban Force, to take the lead and enter the Han army on the city wall. The Yellow Turban Lux led by Zhang Liang was like an awl, and he drilled a big hole in the Han army's body.

"The Lord of Heaven has gone, but the people are there, so the Yellow Turban is still there, and our Yellow Turbans are invincible, so you follow me, swear to fight to the death, and sacrifice to the Lord of Heaven, what are you afraid of." Zhang Liang cut off half of the neck of a Han soldier with a knife, and the bright red blood sprinkled on the white clothes, which was bright in an instant, and then stepped on the corpse with one foot and shouted.

The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were almost about to be defeated, heard Zhang Liang's shout, slowed down their pace, stopped and stopped the pace of the rout, and saw the white shadow on the city wall standing on the city wall like a benchmark, still fighting to the death for the Taiping Road, the fire in his heart was ignited again, all named, faith, and hope.

It turns out that after the death of the great sage and good teacher, there are still people who can carry the banner of the yellow scarf and carry their faith.

Hold the sword in your hand, stop the rout, under the leadership of the Yellow Turban Force, under the organization of the officer, turn around and kill back, the Yellow Turban already occupies the advantage in numbers, and after Zhang Liang's encouragement, morale soared, shouting loudly, the sky is dead, the Yellow Sky is standing, the age is in Jiazi, the world is lucky, and the Han army that attacked the city wall has been driven down.

Zhang Liang, who was dyed red in white, stood on the city wall, seemed to feel a gaze, turned his head to look outside the city, Huangfu Song stared at Zhang Liang deadly, it should have been a great victory, but because Zhang Liang alone could not get it, seeing Zhang Liang look over, Huangfu Song snorted coldly, and shouted:

"Continue to attack the city, the old man wants to see how long these rebellious ministers and thieves can hold out."

The battle was extremely tragic, leaving thousands of lives on both sides, and countless souls hovered above Guangzong, unwilling to leave for a long time, and the blood slowly flowed down the city wall, even more vivid than the remnant sun on the horizon.

"Mingjin, collect the troops." Huangfu Song saw that Guangzong could not attack for a long time, and if he continued like this, it would only add casualties, so he had to temporarily withdraw his troops and fight again tomorrow.

The yellow scarf on the city wall saw the Han army retreating like a tide, they wept with joy, cheered loudly, and called the general mighty, Zhang Liang felt the cheers of ten thousand people, this kind of treatment, in the past, all belonged to his eldest brother, today he knew that by ten thousand people, it is so wonderful, and he silently read in his heart, big brother, you can go with peace of mind, this piece of heaven and earth, I will guard it for you.

After hearing about this battle, Jiang Hong was simply stunned, director, there is another trick that does not follow the script, no, he was promoted to a supporting role all of a sudden, he obviously has no role, Zhang Jiao died, Guangzong broke, the plot can be summarized in six words, you have to give me a whole big chapter, is it really good.

In fact, the script is written like this: At that time, Beizhonglang and Dong Zhonglang asked for Zhang Jiao, but they returned in vain, but Zhao Song entered the army to ask for it. Song and Jiao Brother Liang fought in Guangzong, Liang Zhong was brave, and Song could not be defeated.

It wasn't until October that Huangfu Song captured Guangzong, so it was not that Zhang Liang didn't act according to the script, it was purely that Jiang Hong hadn't read the script, but he thought he had read it and felt good about himself.

You know, in fact, Jiang Hong has only read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and it is a condensed version that he watched when he was a child, and he only remembers the general plot, but he is still interested in the Three Kingdoms, and he has read two or three novels at the starting point, and his understanding of the Three Kingdoms is nothing more, in one sentence, half a bottle of water, jingle bell.

He didn't know what character's birthplace, what happened in which year, etc., he couldn't even count the eighteen princes, so to speak, a little more than ordinary people, but that's it.