"Kill~"

Zhu Jun saw that the sect member who fell on the ground had lost the breath of life, and his cold eyes were suddenly filled with endless killing opportunities, the sect member had followed him for a long time, although he was really a master and apprentice for his subordinates, and now he saw the sect member being cut to the ground by Zhou Cang, and the thick-backed machete in his hand was coldly swung forward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the elite tigers and wolves of the Han army watching from the side slaughtered from both sides, and the light of the morning sun shone on the cold blade, reflecting the cold of death.

"Kill~"

Zhou Cang also roared angrily in the sky, commanding the Yellow Turban Army to rush forward to kill, and the three thousand hungry wolf-like Yellow Turban soldiers howled and rolled towards the official army.

The two armies collided violently like giant beasts in the wilderness, and the wail of death suddenly arrived, and the sound of joining the stock was just reached, and a strange note was punched out on the bloody battlefield.

The three thousand Yellow Turban soldiers led by Zhou Cang, although they were not afraid of death, were difficult to match with the officers and troops led by Zhu Jun after all.

"Bell Bell Bell ~"

The crisp sound of gold, recovering the battlefield of heavy killing, clearly reached Zhu Jun's ears. "Damn!" Zhu Jun scolded angrily, seeing that he was about to wipe out this group of thieves, at this time, the military order for Mingjin to withdraw his troops sounded!

"Withdraw~"

Zhu Jun unwillingly glanced at Zhou Cangjun, who was struggling to breathe, and with an order, the officers and soldiers who had already killed immediately stopped the pursuit after hearing Zhu Jun's order, and did not entangle with the Yellow Turban Army anymore, and began to slowly retreat.

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"Whew~"

"Whew~"

"Whew~"

Countless Yellow Turban soldiers desperately looked up to the sky and howled, the officers and soldiers actually withdrew, and countless Yellow Turban soldiers wantonly vented the rest of their lives, they survived, and they survived again. Under the leadership of this god-like man, the situation of death was reversed, and countless hot eyes suddenly fell on Zhang Bao's vigorous and upright body.

Zhang Bao, who was standing on the city wall, his knife-like gaze fell on the body of every Yellow Turban Army, and he suddenly raised his hands in fists, looking up to the sky and roaring: "The Yellow Turban is invincible!" The Yellow Turban is invincible! The Yellow Turban is invincible! ”

"Yellow Turbans are invincible!"

"Yellow Turbans are invincible!"

The generals responded violently, looking at Zhang Bao's eyes with fiery gaze, and the next moment the soldiers of the three armies also waved the weapons in their hands, and then howled, and for a time the landslide cracked, the stone broke the sky, the heaven and the earth changed color, and the wind whimpered~~

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Youzhou Yellow Turban Camp.

The lights in the tent of the Chinese army are dim, and the flickering candlelight illuminates the tent gloomily and abnormally, and the already thin Xi Zhi feels even more emaciated at this time, and his face is also fair. At this time, Xi Zhicai's incomparably deep eyes were staring at the flickering candlelight and contemplating secretly.

Recently, there was news that Zhang Bao suffered a crazy attack by Huangfu Song and the state army in Huguan, Xi Zhicai was about to send troops to support Huguan, and the confrontation with He Jin's army suddenly went crazy, crazy attack, although Xi Zhicai has the talent of the world, the generals are also extremely admired for it, but he is not the master of an army after all, and the Youzhou battalion without Zhang Bao has been defeated several times in a row.

"Ahem~"

Xi Zhicai's face suddenly turned red, and he coughed violently, with so much force, as if he even had to cough out his lungs, the heavy military affairs and the pressure of losing several games in a row that led to the discouragement of the army made Xi Zhicai dare not slack off, and worked hard all day long, even if he was beaten with iron, he couldn't stand it.

"Alas, I still have to rely on it!"

Xi Zhicai sighed, took out a neatly folded white silk from his arms, and opened it to reveal several stone-like objects wrapped inside, yellow, white, purple, red, and clear. Xi Zhicai looked at the five-colored stone in his hand with a complicated expression, and his eyes showed hesitation, but the violent cough made Xi Zhicai have to grit his teeth and twist a stone in his mouth.

When Xi Zhicai swallowed the five-color stone, his face suddenly turned red, and his whole body was unbearably hot, but the violent coughing stopped abruptly.

This thing is Xi Zhicai many years ago when he traveled the world, happened to meet a Taoist priest gift, at the beginning of taking it suddenly felt as light as a swallow, but as he took it for a long time, gradually Xi Zhi realized that this thing was afraid of some panacea from time to time, so he made up his mind to quit this thing, but now Xi Zhicai's health is getting worse and worse, and he has to take this thing again!

"Strategist!"

After the side effects of the pill faded, Xi Zhicai was concentrating on military affairs, and suddenly there was a light footstep outside the tent, and he turned his head in shock, but when he saw Zhang Bao's maid Wanrou coming in with a supper and a bowl of decoction, Xi Zhicai got up and said: "I just saw Wanrou and my mother!" ”

"Don't be polite to the military advisor, the lady's maid who is gentle is not the master, and she should not be the courtesy of the military advisor!"

Wanrou put the supper-level decoction on the case, and said with a smile on her face: "Hurry up and drink the medicine, this is the decoction that the saint made for the military advisor when she saw that the military advisor was unwell due to her hard work for our army for days!" ”

"Xie Shengnu cares, Miss Xie Wanrou!"

Xi Zhicai didn't touch the supper, just picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, looking at Wanrou standing there with a hesitant expression, he couldn't help asking, "I don't know what else is wrong with Miss Wanjiu?" ”

"I~"

Wanrou showed a worried and frightened look on her face, and asked in a trembling voice: "Strategist, I have heard others say~ said that the battle is fierce in Huguan, I don't know~ I don't know~"

"Miss Wanrou, please rest assured~"

Xi Zhicai put down the medicine bowl, and said softly with an indifferent face: "The lord is in Huguan, although he has been attacked by the state army, but the lord is resourceful, and with the help of Guo Da, Fang Yue and others, the lord will definitely be worry-free." Moreover, even if our army is defeated, Dian Wei and He Man are all enemies, and they will be able to protect the lives of the lord! Just like a girl, you can rest assured! ”

"Hmm!"

Wanrou exhaled softly and whispered, "That's good, the military advisor should rest early!" ”

"Graceful girl, go slowly!"

Xi Zhicai's profound eyes looked at Wanrou's departing back, and fell into contemplation again. In all fairness, he could have had a great future, whether he was an official in the court or teaching again, he would have accumulated a great reputation for him, but Zhang Bao's kneeling and the blueprint described for him deeply moved Xi Zhicai. Now he is the Yellow Turban military division, under one person, above 10,000 people, the countryman meets me, and I repay the countryman.

Today's autumn of the life and death of the Yellow Turban Army, I can't help but do my best, although Jizhou has Zhang Liang in charge, but in the face of the army of Qing, Xu, and Yanzhou, I am afraid that the defense is weak. In addition, recently received information that the Bohai Sea had been occupied by Yuan Shao, and he was eyeing the camp in Hejian.

He entered the army in the north, and there was a crazy attack by the Huangfu Song and the state army in the west, and now the army inside the Yellow Turban camp is disheartened, if it weren't for the generals sitting in various camps, and then there are saints sitting in the Chinese army, I'm afraid that at this time they would have already begun to mutiny! Now that there are internal and external troubles, it is simply walking on thin ice, and if you make a mistake, maybe the entire Yellow Turban Army will be disintegrated and disintegrated in an instant. (To be continued.) )