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Several Yellow Turban colonels were napping in front of the gate, and since there were two meals a day in the army, many soldiers could only rely on napping to relieve their hunger.

But a small canal handsome on the lookout was not idle, their eyes were fixed on the front. After the news came an hour ago, although Han Zhong, the commander of Daqu, was defeated, his strength still existed, but they had been waiting for an hour and a half, and they still did not see the arrival of Han Zhong's troops.

The little Qu Shuai obviously felt a little uneasy, he knew that it would take time for the news to reach the camp, and he had been waiting here for nearly an hour and a half, which meant that he was supposed to come back early to Han Zhong's troops, but he had disappeared for nearly two hours.

He has already sent out several teams of scouts, and although the scouts of the Yellow Turban Force have not undergone any systematic training, it is not like none of them have returned.

When he was about to rub his forehead to relax his emotions, he only saw a burst of dust in the southwest, and he stared at the handsome flag of the pair of people and horses with wide eyes, and the horse lance in his hand subconsciously clenched very tightly.

The appearance of the team has gradually become clear, it is not the familiar yellow turban flag, but a "Wei" is written on it in black and white on it!

He had never seen such a line in the vicinity, but before he could react, he was greeted by several truckloads of corpses.

A military general was riding a BMW, and the iron axe in his hand was waving with teeth and claws, but as far as the eye could see, there was a round object on the iron axe.

But that Wu was obviously an expert at controlling power, and no matter how he fiddled with the iron axe, the object on it did not move at all!

When the general was less than fifty paces away from the camp, he finally saw clearly, his face was hideous and painful, his hair was messy, it was not a round ball but a brand new human head!

And this head is quite familiar to him!

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In the marshal tent of the Chinese army, Zhang Man stared intently at the map on the desk, as one of the most outstanding apprentices of the great sage and good teacher, he was obviously a rare handsome talent.

The handsome talent here is not only in terms of army command and force, but also Zhang Mancheng's conduct is also excellent.

These days, Zhang Mancheng has been asking to eat with the army, and as the supreme leader, he has never said that he will eat more. Not only that, the counties he conquered before Nanyang did not allow his subordinates to burn, kill and loot, and it is precisely because of this that all the Yellow Turbans respect him as a divine envoy, which is very different from Bo Cai, who is also extremely capable of leading the army but tyrannical by nature.

Han Zhong already knew that he was defeated, and in his opinion, such offensive and defensive victories were a common thing for soldiers, so he didn't care, and now he just wanted to study the weaknesses of Nanyang's side.

Casually took a bowl and drank a sip of cold water, Zhang Mancheng was about to continue to study the strategy, only to hear a commotion outside the tent, and a small Qu Shuai had already opened the tent curtain.

"Handsome! It's a big deal! ”

Zhang Mancheng put the bowl aside angrily, he was usually very good to his subordinates, and when he saw that this person was a confidant, he asked, "What kind of system is Zhang Cheng in a panic?" I have long said that since we have become an army, we can't be as casual as in the Taiping Road before, haven't you even learned this rule these days? ”

"Subordinates should be damned, please punish Qu Shuai!"

Zhang Mancheng snorted and said, "Get up, what's making you so flustered?" ”

The little marshal obviously didn't dare to get up and said: "There is a large army from outside the battalion, and they sent all the corpses of their brothers in carts, and the chief general will return it..."

"Say!" Zhang Mancheng had already realized that the matter was serious, and immediately asked.

Xiao Qu Shuai said ruthlessly: "That general is holding the head of Han Zhong's leader in his hand!" ”

Zhang Mancheng heard that it was like a thunderclap on the ground, and he slowly stood up, Han Zhong is one of the few brave people under him, and he also seriously injured Yuan Shu's general Yu Shi some time ago, how can he say that he will be beheaded now?

"Who's coming?" Zhang Mancheng asked tentatively.

"I don't know the little one, it's just that there is a guard written on the military flag. I really don't know where the small one is. ”

Xiao Qu Shuai swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued: "These people have already released their words, they must see Da Shuai today, otherwise they will bulldoze our and other military camps!" ”

Zhang Mancheng suddenly became angry and asked, "What a big breath?" How many centaurs do they have? ”

"About 2,000 people."

"Good, good!" Zhang Mancheng laughed angrily, "Two thousand people dare to make a big fuss, and they left and right to point out the guards and I will meet these people when they go out of the camp!" ”

Outside the Yellow Turban Camp.

Wei Yu and the others were already in place, Chen Jia also walked out of the carriage, surrounded by armored warriors, the divine arm bow in Pan Min's hand was tightly held by him, and his eyes kept scanning the Yellow Turban soldiers who were about to move, as long as there was a move, he would shoot and kill.

Xu Huang stood outside the gate with Han Zhong's head alone, his momentum was extremely arrogant, and his mouth kept talking, but just by looking like a demon god covered in blood, the yellow turban thieves all retreated.

"Who roared in front of my camp?"

Zhang Mancheng walked out in a hurry, and when he looked at Xu Huang, he knew that Han Zhong was definitely dead.

Zhang Mancheng was only in his thirties at this time, but he looked extremely calm, and the guards around him were arrayed with a wave of his long sword.

"Third brother, you step back first."

Hearing Wei Yu's command, Xu Huang shook Han Zhongren's head to the ground with disdain, while Wei Yu stepped forward with a slap on his horse.

Wei Yu turned over and dismounted, stood beside Jing Xue, and saluted Zhang Mancheng with a fist.

"I heard that Zhang Mancheng, the commander of the Yellow Turban Canal, has a good command of the army, and it was really eye-opening when I saw it today."

Zhang Mancheng snorted coldly and said, "Who are you?" ”

"I am a disciple of the Hedong Wei clan, and my name is Zhongdao!"

Wei Yu shook the feather fan, and Zhang Mancheng was surprised, he had heard of Wei Zhongdao's reputation, and the refined salt that had just been robbed was from this handicraft.

Zhang Mancheng still has some literacy, but at this time he still asked with an angry face: "Since you are Hedong Wei Shaojun, why did you kill my general for no reason?" ”

"I thought that Zhang Qushuai must have high opinions, but I didn't expect to say such vulgar words!"

"You!" Zhang Mancheng was about to draw his sword in anger, but he noticed that the hundred-strong troops on the opposite side had already raised their crossbows.

Wei Yu was not afraid at all, "You wait for the Yellow Turban thief to be the traitor against the country, how can I, as a citizen of the Han Dynasty, not kill the thief and then hurry up?"

Besides, does General Zhang remember Bai Bogu Guo Taihu? This fish meat is the people of Hedong, and I have a common hatred, although I kill it, but I don't understand the hatred! ”

After Wei Yu finished speaking, Zhang Mancheng was already in a cold sweat, Mrs. Guo and he were both disciples of the great sage and good teacher, and they had trouble with Hedong, although they were not as many generals as him, but they were not easy to do.

But now he was killed by the person in front of him!

"Ann dare to talk nonsense! Disturb the hearts of our army, how can Guo Qushuai's more than 10,000 people be killed by your small thousands of people? It's a ridiculous joke! ”

Wei Yu smiled, "It seems that Zhang Qushuai's news is still blocked, if Mrs. Guo is not removed, how can I come to the land of Nanyang?" Besides, if you look at the people behind me, many of them are Yellow Turbans, how can Mrs. Guo be immortal! ”

The soldiers on Zhang Mancheng's side have already retreated, and thousands of people defeated 10,000 people to make them lose confidence in their hearts, Zhang Mancheng also noticed the decline in morale in the army at this time, so he looked around angrily, and finally stopped a commotion.

"That's it!" As soon as Wei Yu saw that Zhang Mancheng was prestigious, he gave up his heart to talk about Mrs. Guo.

"This time I came to return the corpses of Zhang Qushuai's men, as the so-called two armies are fighting, and it is the fate of soldiers to die on the battlefield, but my lord Yuan Shu can't bear to see the soldiers' corpses in the wilderness, so I am here to send them off!"

With a wave of Wei Yu's hand, he saw several strong men retreating to the Yellow Turban camp with a hundred carts of corpses.

The yellow scarves that had just been deterred by Zhang Mancheng were in a commotion again, although these corpses were returned, but people were not ruthless, looking at these robes in the army that were still alive a few hours ago, they had turned into cold corpses, and the Yellow Turban thief army couldn't help but feel a little sad about the death of rabbits and foxes.

The decline in morale is definitely inevitable, but more importantly, Wei Yu has made his identity clear, which means that the soldiers who intercepted and killed Han Zhong's troops are Yuan Shu's subordinates!

Not far away, Yuan Shu had already stopped the army in the rear, and he took Ji Ling, Yan Xiang and others to the side to watch, and the small colonel who ordered the news in front of the Yellow Turban Camp kept coming.

Yuan Shu has begun to admire Wei Yu's courage, Wei Yu's visit this time is nothing more than to beat Zhang Mancheng, nothing more than to let Zhang Mancheng understand how powerful Wei Yu is, but in the news just now, Wei Yu has admitted that he is his lord, and Yuan Shu's heart can't help but be hot.

"Don't be afraid in the face of more than 10,000 yellow scarves, husband, it should be like this!"

Yuan Shu sighed and said to everyone: "Zhongdao is dedicated to me, and when I come out of Nanyang, I will go to the Yellow Turban Formation to suppress morale, and we should also do something to prevent Zhang Mancheng from jumping off the wall in a hurry!" ”

As soon as Yuan Shu said that everyone was meaningless, Yuan Shu directly turned over and got on the horse, and said with the sword in his hand: "Ji Ling listens to the order, straightens out the three armies, and quickly follows me to the Yellow Turban Formation to meet Zhongdao!" ”

On the other side, Zhang Mancheng looked at Wei Yu deadly, and spit out a sentence for a long time: "Wei Shaojun's courage is really admirable, but if you look at the more than 20,000 people in our army, aren't you afraid that you will come with your life and return without your life?" ”

"Hahaha." Wei Yu smiled and patted his shoulder casually with the feather fan in his hand, "Zhang Qushuai, you are laughing, Yu came to return the corpse, how can you kill me?" Ann doesn't know that the two armies will fight and not kill? ”

"But we're Yellow Turbans! I will never talk about morality with you officers and soldiers, so how about I ask Wei Shaojun to bend down and come to my camp to drink? ”

As soon as he said this, everyone behind Wei Yu became nervous, and the weapons in his hands were clenched.

"You don't dare!"

Wei Yu stared at Zhang Mancheng's red eyes, "You are about to die, and your morale is exhausted!" You see, I have more than 2,000 people, but all of them are well-equipped and well-fed. There are also brave generals in the army who can kill Han Zhong! It will take a lot of time for you to fight for my 2,000 people, not to mention..."

Wei Yu pointed to Nanyang City, which was dozens of miles away, and the meaning was very clear, Yuan Shu was not far away!

Wei Yu was laughing, he had already asked Ji Ling to inform Yuan Shu, so he was also fearless, he was sure that as long as the Yellow Turban's morale was so exhausted and unprepared, it would definitely be the end of Zhang Mancheng!

"Wait for the traitor!"

Wei Yu turned on his horse, but no one stopped him.

"I have a word, please think deeply. If you wait for the precipice to rein in and follow the example of Baibo and Yellow Turban, Yuan Gong will definitely open up the net and give you a way to live. If you resist stubbornly, you will definitely end up in a different place! ”

Wei Yu glared angrily at all the Yellow Turban soldiers, Zhang Mancheng couldn't bear it anymore, and the moment he drew his sword, he heard a deafening roar.

Yuan Shu bore the brunt of the troops, and when he saw his long sword, he shouted: "Yellow Turban traitor, Hugh has to hurt my mastermind, is it not good to deceive the sword in my hand?" ”