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On the dusty battlefield, a scene of crazy fighting is staged. The souls of countless soldiers will remain forever at the foot of this unknown sunset mountain.

The Han army, which was gradually getting closer, surrounded the Yellow Turban Army who came to rob the grain. Seeing that the encirclement of the Han army was getting smaller and smaller, Guo Da anxiously shouted at the bloodthirsty Zhou Cang: "Burning grain and grass is the most important, and you must love to fight." ”

The torch, a tool that everyone can't do without in daily life, the torch held high in the hands of the Yellow Turban Army at this time is familiar and unfamiliar in Sun Jian's eyes.

Sun Jian was frightened, yes, he was frightened. Grain and grass are extremely flammable, and once the torches in the hands of the Yellow Turban Army fall into the grain truck, it will be all over. The crime of losing grain and grass and causing the defeat of the army could not be borne by even the brave and warlike Sun Jian.

"No~" Sun Jian shouted frantically. The Gudian knife in his hand burst out with several times the attack power, just to kill a bloody path towards the grain and grass.

Seeing that the torch in Guo Da's hand was about to enter the car. Suddenly, a bloody and cruel sentence came from the farmer, who was shivering, desperately trying to cover the grain cart with his own body.

"Losing a cart of grain and grass, all the people who transported the grain killed the nine tribes."

Everybody is crazy, they're afraid of being hurt, they're afraid of war, they're afraid of officials like tigers. However, today there was something that scared them even more, the extermination of the Nine Clans.

They don't have weapons, they don't know how to kill, but they can use their bodies to cover up the grain carts and cover the lives of their relatives.

"Ah~"

The moment the torch touched the body, there was a wail all over the field. The fire on their bodies made them can't help but let out a painful wail. Painfully rolling back and forth on the ground!!

Although Sun Jian couldn't bear it, he seized the opportunity. At this time, the worries have been solved, and it is time to kill.

"Brothers, kill. Kill. Don't let a Yellow Turban thief go. Sun Jian's loud shouts instantly reached the ears of all the Han soldiers.

"Kill." "Kill." "Kill."

The sudden outbreak of combat power of the Han army put Guo Da and Zhou Cang in a difficult situation.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry." At this time, Zhang Bao kept waving the whip in his hand, and the painful war horse galloped with all his strength.

The war horse under Zhang Bao's crotch is a real high-grade war horse, although it cannot be compared with the red rabbit that travels 800 miles a day, but it is definitely much stronger than the ordinary war horse.

However, at this time, Zhang Bao still disliked the speed being too slow. The spies came to report that Sun Jian's soldiers and horses to protect the grain had 5,000 men, which Ao did not expect.

Guo Da and Zhou Cang's 2,000 soldiers and horses were far less than each other's, and the combat power of the Yellow Turban Army was already weaker than that of the Han Army.

Under Zhang Bao's constant urging, he finally rushed to the battlefield. At this time, the Yellow Turban Army had already been surrounded by the Han army, and Zhou Cang and Guo Da fought hard.

"Woo~" The low sound of a horn entered the battlefield.

"Kill~"

The Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Bao quickly cut into the battlefield from behind the Han army, and several Han soldiers who did not react in an instant died in the end.

"Brothers, reinforcements have arrived. General Digong's reinforcements arrived, cheer me up, and let me survive~"

The besieged Yellow Turban Army was aroused to hope for life, and the Zhou Cangbu, who was already bloodthirsty, burst out with the combat power of the people. "Kill his mother, Lao Tzu will die and pull him on his back."

Zhang Bao, who was galloping, bent his bow and arrow, and a wolf's tooth arrow was as fast as lightning, penetrating a Han army general who was about to take a bow and arrow to attack Zhou Cang in a blink of an eye.

This handsome archery skill, Sun Jian's face changed.

The entry of reinforcements changed the form of the battlefield in an instant, and the overwhelming Han army was instantly overturned by the Yellow Turban Army and fought frantically.

Zhang Bao rode like a horse, hid his bow and arrows, and brandished the plain white bright silver spear in his hand. The windswept version is not like a battlefield, when the gun is raised, a shot has already pierced the body of a Han soldier, and the Han army has an unwilling look in his eyes, and his mouth dragon force issued two meaningless sounds of "ho ho ~", and fell to the ground and died.

When Sun Jian looked at Zhang Bao with a cold light, Zhang Bao seemed to be aware, and two fine lights shot out of his eyes and looked at Sun Jian fiercely, and the eyes of the two collided fiercely through the heavy killing on the battlefield.

With the addition of the new force, the four athletes under Sun Jian instantly felt the pressure doubled. When these Yellow Turban soldiers saw Zhang Bao, it was like seeing a god, and all of them burst out with amazing potential.

Yes, Zhang Bao is the god of the Yellow Turban Army in Yuzhou. In fact, it is funny to say that the reason why the Yellow Turban Army is more afraid and awe of Zhang Bao is because Zhang Bao does not punish with military sticks now, and does not use physical punishment, no matter who he is, he is punished by copying the scriptures and histories of the hundred schools of thought according to the size of the mistake.

For the Yellow Turban Army, which was made up of soldiers, especially the reckless and unbearable people at the bottom of society, copying books was always the greatest punishment, a cruel punishment that had never been seen before.

Many more would rather be whipped in the army than copy a changed text. Since Zhang Bao promulgated the regulations, there have been fewer and fewer cases of Yellow Turban soldiers violating military discipline. The Yellow Turban Army, which once gave people a plate of scattered sand, is becoming more and more cohesive and more and more like an army.

The iron-spine snake spear in Cheng Pu's hand stabbed the Yellow Turban Army like lightning, fought his way out, and said anxiously to Sun Jian: "Lord, the morale of our army is low, and it is difficult to save these grains and grass, so Lord Lord, quickly order the troops to be collected." ”

"What?" Sun Jian looked at Cheng Pu coldly: "Demou, do you want me to order to escape?" Do you want me to lose the battle at the hands of this Yellow Turban thief? ”

Facing Sun Jian's cold eyes, Cheng Pu said with a desolate face: "Lord, these 5,000 soldiers are soldiers and horses for the lord's life, not for consumption. Has the lord forgotten the ardent expectations of the villagers? ”

"Wentai, are you leaving? Wait for me. I want to follow you in your career. ”

"My lord, my baby doesn't have any skills, but he listens to the adults the most, so let him follow the master from now on."

"My lord, I'm not too young. I'm going to follow the adults. ”

Sun Jian's mind kept recalling the heartfelt love and heartfelt belief of the villagers when he left his post.

Looking at the soldiers who are constantly falling on the battlefield, some of them may be former friends, maybe they are just coming of age, maybe they are ......

"Removal !!" Sun Jian gave the order to retreat in pain and desolation.

The soldiers who were fighting slowly withdrew from the battlefield, and Zhang Baoling immediately did not chase after him. Looking at these soldiers who retreated, but protected the grain cart behind them.

Zhang Baoyao said: "Brother Wentai, this is the attitude of your army's retreat?" It's impossible for these grain trucks to be protected, and you understand my purpose. Leave the car, everyone is good, if you are obsessed, it is a big deal for everyone to fight to the death. ”

Although the situation on the battlefield was tense, the Yellow Turban Army did not achieve an overwhelming situation. If Sun Jian had no scruples, he would not have given the order to retreat now. Although Zhang Bao didn't know why, it didn't prevent him from threatening Sun Jian to throw the grain cart away with both defeats.

Sun Jian held the hand of the Gudian Knife, and the green tendons exposed because of excessive force were like the arms of the devil, full of a sense of fangning.

"The grain cart is gone, and quickly withdraw from the battlefield." Although Sun Jian's tone was not angry, everyone could feel the hidden anger, Xiao Su's murderous intent.

glanced at Zhang Bao from afar on horseback: "Zhang Bao, I, Sun Wentai, remember you." "Then turn around and ride away." The value of Sun Wentai, I Zhang Bao is honored. The voice behind him came faintly.

Han Dang and the others glanced at each other, and led the remnants of the defeated army to follow Sun Jian.

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