Flags are flying, and soldiers are rampant. The pioneer general, chasing the yellow scarf, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Zhang Shuang stood on the camp gate, looking at this scene, his heart couldn't help but tremble. Ten years of planning, waiting for this opportunity. In the Deyang Palace, leading the troops to battle, this is what they want.

Now, Zhang Shuang, a celebrity, has become a general of the Han Dynasty who quelled the Yellow Turban Rebellion and shocked the world.

Maybe it's too self-righteous, but at this moment, Zhang Shuang does have a feeling that he is under control.

"Resist Han and Zhang Jingqi, and we will go up too. The armies besieged the camp of Zhang Jiao. Zhang Shuang took a deep breath and then shouted.

"No."

The soldiers on the left and right agreed in unison.

"Whoa!" The wind-blown banner soared, Zhang Shuang straddled the war horse, surrounded by the left and right, and after the armies, he killed Zhang Jiao's camp.

"Ahhhh

Ahead, the Yellow Turban was routed all the way. The Han army was fierce all the way, they were merciless, no matter how the yellow turban begged for mercy, how he knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, the spears in their hands resolutely pierced into the body of the yellow turban, causing corpses one by one.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Zhou Cang is roaring, and Dian Wei is killing violently. The two of them take the lead, like kings in the battlefield, unstoppable. They didn't stop the ruthlessness of their men.

Because they knew that it was a soldier expressing his anger.

The general of the Han army, their main general, the hussar general Zhang Shuang, how could he be insulted in vain?????

The thrill of revenge made all the Han soldiers want to stop. Even this pleasure is greater than the pleasure of defeating the enemy. Kill, kill them all.

The soldiers' eyes were blood-red.

Under this killing, thousands of yellow turbans were almost slaughtered clean. Corpses, blood, stumps and broken arms, discarded blades, covered the earth.

"It's so ferocious. Is this Zhang Shuang's home camp soldiers and horses, as well as Sima, Dian Wei, and Zhou Cang? "Sect member, Wu Kuang led the armies to chase after them, and when they stepped on this bloody road, they felt shocked in their hearts.

Very strong, very powerful.

The two of them are also experienced in the battlefield, but they feel that in this world, only a few elite soldiers can fight with this army. There is a saying in ancient times.

If there are 10,000 people who dare to die, they can dominate the world.

Zhang Shuang is only five or six thousand, but there are already signs of this. As generals, they also felt awe and envy.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!" Gradually, the blood in Wu Kuang's body gradually boiled. The two of them roared violently, and they all commanded the army and surrounded the camp of Zhang Jiao.

……………………….

The Zhangjiao battalion is also a company battalion.

However, Zhang Jiao was a preacher, not a real general. For the formation of troops, he is not very good at it. The so-called big camp is a little crudely built.

The arrangement between the battalions was somewhat messy.

However, the advantage is that the materials used are sufficient, and the perimeter of the camp is very strong.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao was in the tent of the Chinese military marshal, reading the book of soldiers. Although his ability to understand books is declining as he gets older, Zhang Jiao still tries to suppress his discomfort and gnaw on books.

Because he knows that only by continuous growth can the great cause of Huangtian be achieved. Otherwise, he is not at all the opponent of those scholars who have been riding and shooting since childhood and have books to read.

At this moment, a personal soldier walked in in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jiao said slightly unpleasantly.

"General Tiangong, General Rengong, General Rengong .........." The soldiers trembled and could not speak.

"The Han army went to war??? Brother Liang, he won? Zhang Jiao's eyes were bright, and he suddenly stood up.

"No, General Rengong has returned to heaven." The soldiers shook their heads violently and wept silently.

"What??? What did you say??? ”

Zhang Jiao froze, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and trembled.

"General Rengong was defeated and killed, and the Han army was killed outside the camp." The soldiers said sadly.

"How so? How so? Zhang Jiao sat down on the ground, muttering to himself, looking dazed.

is exactly the same as Zhang Liang's thoughts, ten victories, so that he didn't think that Zhang Liang would lose the war, let alone that Zhang Liang would even lose his life.

Like Zhang Liang, it was only at this time that the heat in Zhang Jiao's brain dissipated. Calm again, carefully thinking about this war, only to suddenly find that he was just being led by Zhang Shuang's nose.

"Zhang Shuang, Zhang Shuang. I didn't lose to the Han family, but to you. The sky does not die, the sky does not die. Zhang Jiao looked up to the sky and roared, infinite hatred.

"Kill !!!!"

At this moment, the roar of the Han army suddenly sounded.

"General Tiangong, what should I do?" The soldiers said in fear.

"Victory or defeat is not certain, Huang Tianheng is eternal." Zhang Jiao sneered, got up and ordered, "Put on armor for me." ”

"No."

The soldiers calmed down and put on armor for Zhang Jiao. Not long after, Zhang Jiao, who was fully armed, walked out of the tent of the Chinese army commander and stepped on the high-headed war horse.

"Order the generals of all battalions to defend with all their might. Let the Han army know that our yellow turbans are powerful. ”

Zhang Jiao ordered with a big drink.

"No."

The soldiers responded to the promise, quickly rode their horses, and informed the battalions to go.

"Da Da Da!"

A moment later, countless and countless yellow scarves walked out of the tent and began to assemble. However, everyone did not have the determination to fight back to death, but were very flustered.

Isn't that a good situation? Why did the Han army attack the big camp?

The arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and this is the current yellow scarf.

This army is very imposing, and if prepared, it is almost invincible in the world. But once it changes, it's just what it is now.

But hope still rose in Zhang Jiao's heart, because there were still numbers, and there were thirty or forty thousand troops here.

In the midst of infinite hope, Zhang Jiao reined in his war horse and planned to move forward. At this moment, a fast horse galloped over, and immediately the knight cried out: "General Tiangong, the camp gate is lost. ”

Zhang Jiao was struck by lightning, and his face turned pale all of a sudden. Lost his voice: "How is it possible??? The one guarding the camp gate is my fierce general, Deng Yuan. ”

"General Deng was brave and went out to fight the Han army. was hacked and killed by Dian Wei under the horse, and the camp gate was in chaos. The Han army took advantage of the situation to come in. The knight sobbed.

"Ahh

Zhang Jiao raised his head to the sky and shouted, vomiting out a mouthful of blood.

"Heaven kill me? Heaven will kill me?? Zhang Jiao roared.

"General, general, what now???" All the yellow scarves panicked and asked.

"Hold the checkpoint between the battalions, and you can't lose the big battalion." Zhang Jiao took three breaths in a row before he stabilized his mind and said sharply.

The level between the company and the camp is equipped with archers, antlers and other defenses. This allowed the fall of the first battalion without the defeat of the whole army. The Han army broke into the camp, and it was only a temporary advantage.

"Keep the big camp, keep the big camp. I'm going to go back to Gwangjong. Holding on to this only hope, Zhang Jiao ordered the soldiers: "Advance, advance, stop the Han army at all costs." ”