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"Kill !!!"

At this moment, in the Yellow Turban Camp, there were roaring and killing sounds in countless places. Zhang Shuang was ordered to go on the expedition, and the 15th Army, 20,000 or 30,000 people, all of them entered the Yellow Turban Camp.

In the Yellow Turban Camp, there are also 30,000 or 40,000 people.

The interlocking battalions of the Yellow Turbans are all fighting. For a time, there was no complete collapse.

Few of the Yellow Turbans fled in defeat and surrendered.

On the camp road, Zhang Shuang and Zhang Jiao confronted each other.

"Kill!"

With Zhang Shuang's order, the four generals Dian Wei, Zhou Cang, Zongyuan, and Wu Kuang took the lead and killed Zhang Jiao.

"Knock knock!!"

"Whoosh!"

The bowstring shook, and the arrows flew out. The Han army, the archers of the Yellow Turbans, are constantly shooting arrows at each other. Countless and countless soldiers on both sides were killed by arrows.

Zhang Jiao let out big words, saying that he would be the ghost emperor. Don't let go of anyone who escapes, the yellow scarf is naturally not afraid of death.

"Poof, poof!"

Dian Wei, Zhou Cang and others killed at least 100 people. But I saw one corpse after another, but I didn't see any soldiers showing panic and retreat.

Even, the dead yellow turban didn't snort.

"Whoever kills Zhang Jiao, I personally go to the table and ask for the title of the Marquis of Qianhu. Five hundred gold. The cold light flashed in Zhang Shuang's eyes and roared angrily.

"Kill!"

The Han sergeant felt angry because Zhang Shuang was insulted. At this moment, there is a heavy reward, and this reward is not only money, but also a feudal lord.

Who doesn't get excited???

The morale of the Han army was high, so they were not afraid of the so-called yellow scarves that were not afraid of death.

Under the hard work of Dian Wei, Zhou Cang, Zongyuan, Wu Kuang and others, the Han army pressed forward step by step, killing and wounding, killing countless people, and the blood completely stained the earth.

In the muddy bloody road, the Han army killed in front of Zhang Jiao.

"One general is fierce, and three armies are vibrating. I really didn't die in the hands of the Han family, but in the hands of this person. Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Shuang, not far away, not close, in fact, he couldn't see Zhang Shuang's face clearly, but he could feel Zhang Shuang's youth.

This man is strong-blooded.

Zhang Jiao was a little envious, his blood was strong, which meant that there was still room for a long future. It was because of his old age that he had to raise the army. If he had been ten years younger, he would not have been so hasty.

At this time, the four generals had already killed in the front, and although the yellow turbans on the left and right were not afraid of death to protect, they still couldn't protect Zhang Jiao. Dian Wei, a halberd slashed at Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao faced calmly, "Liang Di, Brother Bao, I'm here to see you." ”

"I am the emperor of ghosts, and I cure !!! ghosts" But after all, he was still unwilling, Zhang Jiao raised his arms and shouted when the matter came to an end.

"Poof!"

Dian Wei slashed Zhang Jiao with a knife, took his head and laughed, "Hahahahaha." ”

"Ahhhhh!!!h

"The great sage and good teacher ascended to heaven and became the ghost emperor. Kill, kill, kill!!! "Countless yellow turbans are afraid, sad and angry, and after Zhang Jiao's death, they still fight.

As soon as Zhang Shuang raised his hand, he put it down. He originally wanted to say, don't kill the surrendered soldiers.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

A small number of the Yellow Turbans fled, and most of them fought. Tens of thousands of people fought from noon to evening. Yellow turbans leaned on each other and died, twenty or thirty thousand.

The casualties of the Han army were also very serious, and I don't know how many.

In the camp, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

With every step of the way, there is a corpse. The wooden defense of the camp was full of traces of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and countless splashes of blood, painted on it.

The stench that rushed to the sky came to my nose.

"This is a great success." Zhang Shuang sat on the war horse, looking at everything in front of him, without any emotion.

"You and the other four of you will follow me to capture Guangzong City. Ordered the rest of the generals to collect the corpses here and burn the camp. Zhang Shuang said to Dian Wei and the others.

"No."

The four of them agreed, hugged Zhang Shuang together, and killed Guangzong.

Zhang Shuang killed Guangzong, and it was already dark. There was no one to defend the city. Zhang Shuang entered Guangzong City very smoothly.

"Aren't there 10,000 soldiers in this city?" After Zhang Shuang entered the city, he was a little puzzled. On the city road, there are many corpses of yellow turbans. Soon, Zhang Shuang arrived at Zhang Jiao's mansion in the center of the city.

In Zhangjiaofu, there are a lot of women. Zhang Shuang caught one and asked about the situation, only to learn that the Yellow Turban generals who were guarding the city had fled out of the city, and most of the Yellow Turbans committed suicide and died.

"Zhang Jiao has won the hearts of the people."

Zhang Shuang got the news, and then recalled the scene in the camp, and couldn't help but sigh slightly. However, this is also the best for him.

If the battle continues, there will be no meritorious service, but the loss of men and horses.

Subsequently, Zhang Shuang ordered the sect members, Wu Kuang, Zhou Cang, Dian Wei and others to guard the city, clean up Zhang Jiao's mansion, count the money and so on.

Late at night.

The breeze was gentle, and countless soldiers lit torches and worked in Guangzong City.

Zhang Jiao Mansion, inside the hall. The lights were bright all around, and Zhang Shuang knelt and sat in the top position, waiting. At this moment, the corpses in the Yellow Turban Camp outside the city have been burned.

All the Han troops have entered the city.

The corpses in the city were also cleaned up.

But Zhang Shuang is still waiting, waiting to share the spoils.

"Ming Gong." Dian Wei walked in.

"How many things are there?" Zhang Shuang opened his eyes and asked.

"More than 46,000 gold, more than 250,000 silver, and 16,000 silk horses." Dian Wei said.

The last time he broke Bocai and others, he got a lot of gold and silver wealth, and after sharing the spoils, he could still be rich and rival the country. But when Zhang Shuang heard this amount, he still had a great sense of impact.

Although Zhang Shuang didn't know how much money was in Liu Hong's Shaofu purse. But guess, the seized goods are probably about half of the money in Liu Hong's small wallet.

Zhang Shuang settled down and couldn't help but think about it.

Last time, bribed the Son of Heaven and bribed the Ten Servants. Although it is good for my future, I am somewhat unwilling to give the seized money to those two people for free.

This time, there are so many again, almost double the last time.

Although I supervise many generals, those generals have nothing to do with me. Moreover, now that the Han Dynasty is still impregnable, those generals will not be to the point of rebelling with me.

My foundation is still Dian Wei, the soldiers and horses of Zhoucang's main camp. There were a lot of losses in this battle, and there must have been replenishment after the war. But to add, it's only six thousand.

In the future, recruiting troops and buying horses will always depend on money, and the more the better.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shuang made a decision. This time the wealth is twice as much as the last time, but the distribution of benefits has to be reversed. The money given to Liu Hong and Zhang Rang is just the same as the last time.

The extra money, I will be foolish.

"Pick out 10,000 gold, 50,000 silver, and 5,000 silks."

"Pick out five thousand gold, twenty-five thousand silver, and two thousand five hundred silks."

"These two copies were sent to Luoyang and given to Zhang Rang, the Son of Heaven."

"Then he chose a portion of five thousand gold, thirty thousand silver, and three thousand silks, and gave them to the soldiers."

Zhang Shuang made an assignment.

"No."

Dian Wei promised, go down and do it.

"I have a very, very large amount of money now, so much that I can squander it. Now that the Yellow Turban has been pacified, all that remains is chaos in the world. It's time to think about where to go from here. ”

"Outtown?? Entering the ??? Dynasty ”

"On top of that, I'm also going to run a fiefdom. After this battle, I am afraid that my fiefdom will continue to expand. According to the amount of bribes I have, there is no problem in reaching twenty thousand. I'm afraid the territory will be six or seven counties bigger. ”

All kinds of thoughts are involved in Zhang Shuang's brain, and the cutting is still messy.

"Now, I need a real advisor, a counselor who will do his best to plan for me, and who will not hesitate to rebel with me." Zhang Shuang sighed slightly, feeling deeply missing.