In the big tent, when one person entered the tent first, the sect member saw a nine-foot man, with a red face and long hair, and a pair of majestic silkworm eyebrows and danfeng eyes, and his appearance was dignified. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info With the red-faced man entering the tent, a member behind him is more than eight feet tall, with a majestic posture and a flying spirit.

In the big tent, Guan Zhang and the others saluted, "Duwei Guan Yu and Zhang Fei have seen Zong Zhonglang. ”

"Hmm", the sect member looked the two up and down, only to see a fierce and powerful aura faintly coming out of the two of them, like a dormant wild beast.

After inspecting the token given by Guan Yu, the sect member said in a deep voice, "Two captains, I don't know when Lord Huangfu will be able to arrive in Guangzong. ”

"I don't know," the two said dryly.

At the moment, there was a touch of sorrow between the eyebrows of the sect member, Huangfu Song did not come, and the responsibility of the commander of the army fell on him. At this time, another soldier came to report, "Lord Zhonglang, the yellow turban is scolding in front of the battle, and invites you to fight." ”

"Bastard, it's endless, isn't it," the sect member's eyes turned red, and he looked around angrily, "Everyone, who is sure that he can overwhelm the Yellow Turban Chief." ”

Suddenly, there was silence in the tent. In the past few months, Lu Zhi's troops blocked the Yellow Turbans in Guangzong, relying on elite divisions to form battle formations, commanding well, and once stopping the vulnerable camp of the Yellow Turban Army; Second, relying on wisdom and attacking from east to west, this trapped the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong, and did not dare to make the slightest move, so it could only be strictly defended.

Now, Lu Zhi, the general of Beizhonglang who shocked Guangzong and whose prestige rose to the sky, was ordered to be imprisoned by the imperial court without saying anything, which greatly shook the morale of the Jizhou battlefield army, causing the Jizhou Han army to only exert sixty percent of its combat strength, and was defeated and retreated by the Yellow Turban Army.

Inside the tent, Zhang Fei looked around with bright eyes, and when he saw that no one dared to respond, he was disdainful, and raised his fist, "The last general is willing to go and defeat the Yellow Turban army." ”

"You ......," the sect member raised his eyebrows, hesitated, and was about to refuse. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the minds of the sect members, since Zuo Zhonglang Huangfu Song dared to send 5,000 soldiers and horses to take the lead in galloping to the aid of Guangzong, with the prestige of Huangfu Song to shock the world, he must have a great grasp of these 5,000 soldiers and horses, especially the red-faced and long-haired man in the tent, with a dignified appearance, majestic style, and a breathtaking momentum on his body.

At the moment, the sect member said, "You can be sure." ”

"Nine out of ten," Zhang Fei is confident. According to the romance, except for a limited number of fierce generals who can walk through a few moves in their own hands, the rest are really like local chickens and dogs.

At this time, the generals in the tent showed surprise one after another, looking at Zhang Fei's appearance, he was a young man who had not yet tied his crown. At that moment, a captain reminded in a strange way, "Don't be reckless, waste your life in vain, and counter the might of thieves." ”

Zhang Fei bowed his head slightly, not showing any timidity, "Thank you for reminding this adult, the general will be sure." ”

The lieutenant touched a nail that was neither hard nor soft, looked at Zhang Fei with contempt in his eyes, snorted heavily in his nasal voice, and didn't look at Zhang Fei. On one side, when the sect member saw this, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he struck with both palms, "Go out of the camp and line up to meet the enemy." Suddenly, the tent responded in unison, and finally rushed out to gather the soldiers under his command.

In the tent, the sect member looked at the backs of Zhang Fei and Guan Yu out of the camp, and muttered in his heart, "Zhang Fei, Zhang Fei, I hope you have lived up to Zuo Zhonglang's high hopes, and this treasure will be pressed on you, as for the future, it will depend on your prestige today."

Outside the tent, Guan Yu nodded to Zhang Fei and praised, "Second brother, there is a degree of relaxation, eldest brother is really happy for you." ”

"Big brother," Zhang Fei said helplessly with an astringent expression on his face, "People are in the army, and they can't help themselves, and the water in this Jizhou battlefield is very deep." Before leaving, Cao Mengde also told me that there were many children of scholars in the Guangzong military camp, so I should pay attention to proportion, and I must not be unscrupulous in front of General Huangfu; Otherwise, you and I will suffer from the nature of the scholars. ”

"Hmm," Guan Yu nodded thoughtfully, thinking about him back then, Guan Yu smiled helplessly.

After a cup of tea, when the 10,000 soldiers and horses of the Han army ran out of the camp, Wu Ba, the Yellow Turban Headquarters located in the five arrows of the Han army camp, received the scout news, and the Han army went out to meet the battle, and was lined up into a small phalanx, and finally formed a large phalanx to confront the Taiping army.

Before the military formation, the Han army camp slowly separated a passage, and the sect member riding on the back of a tall horse took several captains and Guan Zhang from the passage to the front of the Han army formation.

In front of the Yellow Turban Formation, Wu Ba sent a personal guard to urge the horse out, and Gao Dao, "Our Qu Shuai said, do you want to fight or fight." ”

The sect member looked at the prime minister from the side, and when he saw Zhang Fei's disdainful look, his heart suddenly moved, "It seems that these two people really have some ability." At that moment, the sect member said loudly to Wu Ba's guard, "Fighting general." Then, in the midst of the battle array, Zhang Fei drove the black dragon out slowly.

In the buffer zone of the battlefield, Wu Ba's personal guards, who had received a response from the sect members, turned their horses back and returned to Wu Ba. Wu Ba looked contemptuously at Zhang Fei, who drove out of the horse, "Whoever fights will win the first victory with Lao Tzu." ”

"I'm coming," as soon as the words fell, in front of the yellow scarf, a middle-aged man in his thirties slapped his horse and danced with a knife, raising a puff of smoke and dust all the way.

Before the battle, Wu Ba, the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu, hurriedly raised his eyes and saw that it was a strong general under his command, named Li Tong, and Wu Ba bowed slightly. For the generals of the Han army, Wu Ba also knows one or two about his combat power, so he is full of confidence in his chest.

While the war horse was galloping, Li Tong, who was covered with beards under his chin, shouted, "Come and get famous, Lao Tzu will not die under the knife." ”

"You're not worthy," Zhang Fei snorted, shook the reins, and the black dragon came out.

For several days, the Han army was trapped in the camp, and every two or three days, there would be yellow turbans to challenge, which caused the morale of the Han army to plummet. Now, Zhang Fei is in battle, which will once again stir up the morale of the Han army

"Kill, kill, kill."

The Han army slammed the double-arc shield with the ring-headed knife, and the halberd and spearman struck with the spear halberd made of wrought iron, and the low and powerful shouting of killing in the mouth shook the heavens and the earth, as if to spit out the grievances of several days.

On the other hand, the Yellow Turban Army was also not to be outdone, and the bursts of shouts and cheers came to mind, and the sound rushed into the sky, and they wanted to suppress the shouts of the Han army.

On the battlefield, while the prancing horse was galloping, Zhang Fei's chest was boiling with blood, as if he was born for the battlefield. Exhaling the slightly hot air, Zhang Fei suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and the snake spear in his palm slowly poked out.

Closer, when the two horsemen approached, Li Tong, who had a hideous face, saw Zhang Fei's immature cheeks, and was slightly stunned and disdainful, "Who should I be, it turned out to be a hairy boy who has not dried up." ”

"Boy," Li Tong drank suddenly, "Since you appeared on the battlefield, then don't blame Grandpa for being ruthless." As he spoke, Li Tong, who was galloping, brandished a steel knife and pulled a beautiful knife flower.

"Okay," there was a cheer in the Yellow Turban Army, some praised Li Tong's sword flower, and some booed Zhang Fei's mediocre spear.

In an instant, when the two horses were approaching, Li Tong, who had a hideous face, shouted in Zhang Fei's cold eyes, "Die," The upside-down steel knife in his hand slashed out, drawing a light curtain like a match.

"Snort", the snake spear in Zhang Fei's palm slashed through the air, bringing out a sharp whistling sound, and stabbed forward blatantly.

A sharp roar sounded, and a swarthy spear snake letter appeared on Li Tong's chest with two bells of armor. In the next moment, the sharp spear tip easily passed through the thick two bells of armor on Li Tong's body. With a "snort", a splash of blood burst out of Li Tong's chest in an instant.

Immediately after, Li Tong's eyes froze, and he only felt a pain in his chest, and his whole body suddenly became lighter, and he flew backwards. During the flight, Li Tong only felt a buzzing in his ears, like a fly chirping in his ears, which was annoying.

"Poof!" As soon as he landed on the ground, Li Tong spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes darkened, and he fell into darkness completely.

In the Han army camp, when Zhang Fei turned out to be a yellow turban general, in the Han army camp, the soldiers looked at Zhang Fei in the battlefield with fiery eyes, and they couldn't help but slap the double arc shield with the ring head knife, or the soldiers holding the long soldiers waved their weapons up and down, "Kill, kill, kill." ”

In an instant, a rushing morale surrounded the Han army's camp, sweeping away the previous decline. The Han army's main formation, the guards of Wuhuan Zhonglang widened the eyes of the sect members, although they guessed that Zhang Fei was good at martial arts, but they still did not expect Zhang Fei to defeat the Yellow Turban generals so cleanly. The members of the sect left and right, and the captains who despised Zhang Fei were all shocked, and then they showed admiration in their eyes, and they all said secretly in their hearts, "Zhang Fei actually has such a good martial art." ”

In the Yellow Turban camp, when Li Tong was defeated, the originally loud agitation stopped in an instant, as if he was choked by an invisible big hand.

In the battlefield, Zhang Fei stopped his horse, pointed his spear at the Yellow Turban camp, and invited the spring thunder to fight, "Youyan Zhang Fei is here, who dares to fight." ”

In the Yellow Turban formation, Wu Ba, the gloomy Qu Shuai, glared at Zhang Fei with fiery eyes, and before he could make arrangements, two horses flew out of his own array, waving weapons, "Our rock (forestry) is here to fight you." ”

In the camp of the Han army, a cadre captain saw the Yellow Turban out of the battle, and the two generals scolded the Yellow Turban for being shameless, and were about to ride a horse to help Zhang Fei, but Guan Yu and the sect members said at the same time, "You are not allowed to move." At that moment, several Han military captains who were about to rush out of the formation held the reins of their horses, staring at Guan Yu and the sect members with puzzled eyes, and there was a lot of inquiry in their eyes.

Before the battle, the sect members' eyes flashed, and they had their own plans in their hearts, Zhang Fei was one enemy and two, if he won, he would be able to greatly restore the defeated morale, and at the same time hit the Yellow Turban Army with high morale; If he loses, he will have a way to get away with the crime and put the charge on Zhang Fei's body by virtue of the relationship between the DPRK and China.

On one side, Guan Yu Danfeng stared at the sect member with half-pulled eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised, and he guessed the sect member's careful thoughts. After all, the years of Lu's Spring and Autumn are not in vain. At that moment, Guan Yu stroked his three-foot beautiful hair and said with a smile, "Don't worry, how can a few yellow turban thieves be the opponent of a certain second brother, you can take a look at it here." ”

With Guan Yu's assurance, the camp quieted down for a moment, quietly watching how Zhang Fei challenged the two Yellow Turban generals.

On the battlefield, Zhang Fei shook the reins of his horse, "Come on," the black dragon galloped out in an instant, and went straight to the ushered Yellow Turban general.