"General Yan, the lord has an order, annihilate the enemy army, except for our army, don't count killing~"

A horse galloped in, iron hooves stomped on the ground, and a puff of dust flew up. A terrible scream reached Yan Gang's ears.

"Phew~"

Yan Gang, who was galloping, suddenly grabbed the reins of the war horse, "Rhythm of Laws~" The front hooves of the war horse rose into the air, kicking in the air ~ Yan Gang's right arm was raised leisurely, and the elites behind him immediately stopped.

Yan Gang turned his head to look at Liu Beijun, who was fighting with the Yellow Turban Army, a trace of coldness flashed leisurely in his eyes, and then he said sharply: "Fire oil is waiting~~"

Suddenly, jars of fire oil flew out of the Han army's array and threw them into the battlefield of fighting each other, the clay pots hit the Yellow Turban Army and shattered one after another, and the fire oil in the tank was poured on many Yellow Turban soldiers in an instant.

When that strange fragrance permeated Liu Bei's nose, the tyrannical murderous machine suddenly receded like a tide, and was replaced by an inexplicable coldness. Kerosene! Fuck the oil! What a vicious Gongsun Zhan! Liu Bei's heart trembled, and he howled bitterly in an instant: "Second brother, third brother, withdraw!" Evacuate~~"

However, it's too late!

"Instigation~~"

More than 100 rockets flew up in the air, crossed a slow and weak parabola in the air, and fell down towards the Yellow Turban Array, Liu Bei was frightened, and the dead soul was rising, watching the rockets cut through the cold void, little by little, the fighting battle group seemed to be static in an instant, Liu Bei couldn't hear any sound anymore, and there was only the rocket that was gradually falling in his world.

The rocket finally landed unstoppably, and the flames burning on the arrow instantly ignited the fire oil that splashed on the faces and bodies of the Yellow Turban and Han soldiers. The heavens and the earth suddenly lit up strangely, dozens of flames scurried up, the flames spread rapidly, and in a moment, the entire battlefield burned into a sea of fire.

A terrible howl rushed into the sky, and the relentless fire instantly devoured the soldiers who were fighting each other.

Although Guan Yu was not doused with fire oil, he was also burned by the spread of the flames, but he was like a fool, his body was burned by the burning robe but he was unconscious, in his cold eyes, there was only the raging fire, and the remaining more than ten subordinates were wailing and struggling in the flames~~......

"Big brother ~ Second brother, go quickly~"

Zhang Fei's eyes cracked, he looked back in the direction of Yan Gang, and howled bitterly: "Gongsun Zhan Xiaoer, I swear to kill you!" The eight snake spears in his hands flew up and down, whipping the Yellow Turban Army who were not in a hurry to dodge, and rushed to kill a bloody path. desperately pulled Liu Bei's mount and rushed out of the valley without looking back......

Yellow Turban Camp.

Zhang Ning looked at Yang Feng chattering in front of him with an indifferent expression, shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Boyang, the current Yellow Turban Army is no longer the Taiping Dao of the past, not to mention that my second uncle's prestige in the army is now in full swing. If I interfere in the affairs of the army, I am afraid that I will immediately meet with the opposition of the generals in the army. ”

"How do you know if you don't do it?"

Yang Feng showed a hideous face on his face, a little angry, and said in a hurried voice.

"Alas~"

Zhang Ning sighed, stared at Yang Feng in front of him with a pair of phoenix eyes, and said slowly: "Boyang, I know that you have ambitions since you were a child, because my willfulness has delayed you. It's better to recommend you to my second uncle. You have performed well in the army in a down-to-earth manner, I believe that the second uncle will definitely promote you, do you think this is good? ”

"Why should I start with the basics? Why? On intimacy, I have grown up with you since I was a child, and when I was a missionary in Taiping Dao, I served as a guard. Why is my status lower than that of Dian Wei now? If it weren't for Zhang Bao, I would have been your husband a long time ago. General Tiangong died in battle, and the Yellow Turban Army is not you and me? ”

Yang Feng's face was covered with gloom, his fists were clenched, and his face was distorted and he roared.

"Boyang, calm down!"

Zhang Ning frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to talk about the relationship between us. Besides, my father is dead, and the Yellow Turban Army, under the leadership of my second uncle, everyone can see the dawn of victory, do you understand? Even if I, as a saint, forcibly interfere in military affairs, it will violate the interests of many generals in the army, cause cracks in the Yellow Turban Army, and eventually lead to the demise of the Yellow Turban Army, do you understand? ”

"I don't know if the Yellow Turban Army will perish because of your interference, but I know that if Zhang Bao hadn't intervened back then, the Lord of the Yellow Turban would have been you and me."

Yang Feng's cold eyes looked directly at Zhang Ning and said coldly.

"Boyang, why are you so obsessed? Even if I promise you to meddle in the affairs of the army, what is the use? I only have the identity of a saint and no prestige, how can anyone listen to me? ”

Zhang Ning stomped his feet angrily and reprimanded.

When Yang Feng heard this, his expression suddenly became happy, and he said quickly: "As long as you agree, I have a way to make you a veritable saint, fame, power, these are not a problem!" ”

"You~"

Zhang Ning looked at Yang Feng coldly, shook his head slightly, and said coldly: "You are simply hopeless!" ”

"Ning'er, listen to me~

"Lord~"

Yang Feng's words were interrupted by the sound of the voice of the soldiers saluting Zhang Bao outside the tent, Yang Feng and Zhang Ning Huo Ran turned their heads, only to see Zhang Bao, who was dressed in white, stepping into the tent with a smile, Guo Tu, who was emaciated, and Dian Wei, who was like a ghost, and He Man, a burly strong man, stood around.

"I've seen my second uncle~~"

Zhang Ning quickly stepped forward with joy on his face and saluted Zhang Bao in a low voice. But Yang Feng's face was covered with haze, he glanced at Zhang Bao coldly, arched his hands, and said perfunctorily: "I've seen General Digong!" ”

"Hmm!"

Zhang Bao nodded, and then ignored Yang Feng anymore, just listened to Zhang Ning's twitter with a smile.

A look of resentment flashed in the depths of Yang Feng's eyes. Then he turned around and left without looking back. Guo Tu, who habitually hid in the corner, had a cold light flashing in his eyes, staring at Yang Feng's departing back.

"How can the second uncle have time to come and see Ning'er today? Is there something to do with Ning'er? ”

Zhang Ning looked at Zhang Bao with joy on his face, and asked with a pair of big bright eyes flashing with a spark of wisdom. After Zhang Ning returned from the new era, he obviously felt that this second uncle was not the same as before. In addition to the strong family affection in the blood, she felt more dependent on her second uncle.

"Bo Cai has already woken up, and the second uncle has made a special trip to thank our little saint! By the way, let's talk about something. ”

Zhang Bao showed a gentle smile on his resolute face and said slowly.

"That is, Ning'er's medical skills are the best."

Zhang Ning held his head high, like a proud little rooster, and said coquettishly, and then looked at Zhang Bao with a puzzled face and asked, "What is the second uncle looking for Ning'er?" ”

Zhang Bao took a deep breath and said slowly: "Second Uncle wants to hand over all the medical officers in the army to you, so that you can teach them medical skills and treat the wounded of the whole army, what do you think?" ”

"This~"

Zhang Ning was a little hesitant, in fact, he really didn't want to meddle in anything in the Yellow Turban Army, she just wanted to be a carefree saint like before. However, today Zhang Bao came to the door, and she couldn't help but agree. (To be continued.) )