On the hillside, Qin Zhong frowned slightly, never thinking that Liu Bei and the others had an encounter with Zhang Jiao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dark night sky, there were many Yellow Turban soldiers, and it was inevitable that there would be a stampede in a hurry.

After the city gate was closed, the Yellow Turban Army outside Guangzong City was still resisting stubbornly, but unfortunately, they met Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, three masters of martial arts in the late Han Dynasty.

Liu Bei's double swords were like vigorous silver dragons, and the silver light flickered, leaving a corpse on the ground.

Guan Yu's tiger body was shocked, and the Qinglong Glaive Knife in his hand shone with silver light in the bright moonlight, "Huh! Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Army in front of him fell to the ground like an ear of wheat behind the harvesting machine.

Zhang Fei roared angrily, and the Zhangba snake spear shone with a cold glow, and suddenly, the Yellow Turban armament that rushed over was frightened, covering his chest, and he was scared to death without coming up in one breath.

After a few breaths, the Yellow Turban Army stranded outside Guangzong City was completely annihilated, and on the gray city wall, the Yellow Turban Army's crossbowmen hurriedly bent their bows and arrows, aiming at Liu Bei and them.

It's a pity that Liu Bei, as a ranger leader, has the essence of mobile warfare, and after killing the Yellow Turban thieves, he led the army to rush behind him.

The Yellow Turban Army on the city wall is brave and unscrupulous, and now the dragons are leaderless, Zhang Jiao just asked the Yellow Turban believers to close the city gate, and then returned to Fuzhong with the guards.

After Qin Zhong waited for Liu Bei and them to return, he knew that he had to fight quickly, and he must not leave Zhang Jiao and them a chance to breathe, otherwise, he didn't know how many Wang Shi soldiers he would lose.

On the other side, Zhang Jiao, who came back to his senses, looked at the dungeon in front of him, pondered for a long time, and said quietly: "I'm afraid that the wave will be over!" ”

Zhang Baowei on the side frowned, and asked puzzledly: "No, that's the Yellow Turban Legion of more than 100,000 people." ”

At this time, Zhang Bao doesn't care about the princess and Zhang Jiao's maidservants, the top priority is to save his life!

"Something happened to Bo, that's why there are reinforcements, otherwise, where do you think they came from?" Zhang Jiao said faintly.

"What?"

"How is that possible!"

Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao brothers "chuckled" in their hearts at the same time, who is Bocai, they know best, they have the ability, ambition, and strength, how could something happen?

Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao knew very well that Bocai's strength should not be underestimated, and he was the first to enter the capital.

"I thought about it for a while, from now on, our three brothers have to act separately to avoid being served in one pot!"

Zhang Jiao coughed for a moment, and then said, "Zhang Bao, you immediately lead a legion to guard Quyang, and leave now." ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Bao was shocked, no, I didn't have time to leave so soon.

"Don't be verbose, even if the sky falls, you have to leave Guangzong City, remember, women will still have it, but you only have one life."

Zhang Jiao looked at his younger brother, who was not angry, shook his head helplessly, and said.

After hearing such a sentence, Zhang Bao was naturally speechless, and what he said was also that since the eldest brother is not safe here, I should withdraw first.

Zhang Bao who stayed, I'm not afraid of no girl bubbles!

Especially after seeing the amazing combat effectiveness of the vanguard troops Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, Zhang Bao categorically did not have the courage to stay and fight to the death.

"Big brother, the official army outside is besieging the city again, I'm worried that they will attack soon, what should we do?"

Zhang Liang's brows furrowed into the shape of "Sichuan", and asked with a worried face.

"Hehe, I have already received the revelation of the Yellow Turban God, and there is a holy weapon buried in the ground of Guangzong City, with which we will be invincible!"

"Big brother, is there such a thing?" Zhang Liang asked puzzled.

"It is recorded in the "Taiping Technique" that Qin Shi Huang once stayed here in Guangzong, and the Xuanyuan Sword was sealed under the sand dunes of Guangzong City. If you can get this rare divine weapon, maybe there will be a glimmer of life. In any case, man always longs to live. ”

Zhang Jiao's words were loud, and Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang on the side nodded involuntarily, indeed, they all wanted to live.

As the leader of the Taiping Dao, Zhang Jiao is a veritable leader of the faction, so he naturally needs to see and see the long-term.

Since receiving the "Taiping Technique" given by Nanhua Lao Xian, Zhang Jiao has been studying hard in the starry night and studying hard.

After that, it was dormant for ten years, and Zhang Jiao's head was not bad, because of the special national conditions of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he finally missed the officialdom.

"Taiping Essentials" contains a lot of content, in addition to the use of charms to cure diseases, calling for wind and rain, there is also some knowledge about the art of war and strategy, Zhang Jiao does not seek to understand, all of them swallow the dates and read a rough outline.

According to the military book, Zhang Jiao is currently in prison in Guangzong City and has become a turtle in the urn.

How should Zhang Jiao, who is already at the end of his rope, lead the Yellow Turban Army to break out of the encirclement, and how can he reverse the defeat?

Suddenly, a bold idea came to Zhang Jiao's mind, and that was the last paragraph of the legend about the ancient divine soldiers recorded in the "Taiping Technique".

"Come on, quickly build a three-foot earthen platform in the martial arts training ground in the city."

As soon as the great sage and good teacher gave the order, thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were naturally organized.

At this moment, a low horn sounded on the city wall of Guangzong, Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei attacked the west gate, Qin Zhong led the army to attack the east gate, and Dong Zhuo attacked the south gate with the sect members.

In order to prevent the Yellow Turban soldiers in Guangzong City from fighting to the death in a group when they saw that there was no hope of escaping, Qin Zhong specially left the north gate as an exit and opened the net.

Wang Meng led Wang Shi to trot towards Guangzong City with a cloud ladder, and the arrows of the Yellow Turban Army on the city wall were like rain.

Wang Shi came prepared, holding a shield on his head with his left hand, and for a while, "ping pong" rang non-stop.

Of course, there was an occasional groan, and then a soldier fell to the ground with an arrow, and the Yellow Turbans were not good at archery, and there was always one or two arrows that hit the target.

Qin Zhong stood behind and looked at the scene in front of him with burning eyes, and his heart was secretly sweating for Wang Meng, but this is war!

At the moment when the ladder leaned against the city wall, the soldiers of the Wang Division were like vigorous spirit monkeys, "Whoosh! "Climbed up.

"Whew!"

A black arrow pierced the soldier's chest, "Pong! It fell to the ground with a thud, and scarlet blood flowed all over the ground.

Wang Meng is also in the ladder, and at this time he can only rush up in one go, for the final victory!

Finally, a soldier in front of him stood on the city wall, but he was instantly stabbed by the halberds of the Yellow Turban Army on both sides!