All the people didn't expect that things would be so troublesome and critical, but there are still many people who think that Zhang Jiao is alarmist and don't care, how can the yellow scarves be so multi-million.

Zhang Jiao sneered, it seems that these people are really bold, do they think they can't do it!

Looking around, Zhang Jiao's eyes were cold, and he raised the wine bottle in his hand and slammed it to the ground.

"Smack!"

Zhongqu Shuai didn't know what Zhang Jiao meant, and he was puzzled, thinking that Zhang Jiao was annoyed and angry. Only a few of the undrunken men turned their faces wildly, and they turned their heads in disbelief to look at the curtain.

Sure enough, they saw the armor soldiers in their hands and in armor, and the bright soldiers were dazzling.

"Bang bang bang!"

Everyone changed color when they heard this, because they saw the yellow turban wrestler with a big waist and a round waist, holding a weapon, and his cold gaze stayed on them.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The Yellow Turbans' weapons were aimed at them, and at the slightest order, they would rush forward and dismember the target in front of them without hesitation.

Many Qu Shuai were so frightened that their feet were weak, and they looked at Zhang Jiao with difficulty, but they only saw a pair of cold and piercing eyes.

"Great, great sage and good teacher, what do you mean by this?"

"Hey, what do you mean? Isn't it clear to you guys? Zhang Jiao is going to cross the river and tear down the bridge, kill us! ”

Suddenly, Han Zhong suddenly pulled out the weapon on his waist and yelled at Zhang Jiao, while looking around in case something changed.

"What!"

"Great Sage and Good Master, do you really want it?"

Some people can't believe that Zhang Jiao would be so cruel.

"What are you guilty of?"

Zhang Jiao did not change color in the slightest because he was questioned, and he was light and cold.

"Hahaha, Zhang Jiao, you are bleak, ungrateful, and wolf-like, aren't you afraid that we will divide your military power, and you have found a good reason to write it, are you there? Lao Tzu doesn't believe that with tens of thousands of brothers under me, you dare to kill me! ”

"Great Sage and Good Master, do you really want to kill us?"

Some people still can't believe it and want to say no.

"You deserve to be punished with death!"

Zhang Jiao was unmoved, and at this time, he would not be soft no matter what.

"Ha Luha, look, this is Zhang Jiao, our Tiangong general, respected great sage and good teacher, I finally understand, I finally understand why the military advisor wants to go when he is about to win, the cunning rabbit dies, and the lackey cooks; The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden; The enemy country is destroyed, and the ministers are destroyed. Since ancient times, hardships and hardships have been shared, and wealth and wealth have been difficult to share! Zhang Jiao, you are no exception, a military advisor is a military advisor! ”

Suddenly, a sturdy man walked out, pointed at Zhang Jiao with a big knife in his hand, and said sadly.

He has always been loyal, followed Zhang Jiao, and learned a little from the military advisor by the side of the military advisor, but he used it today. He shook his head, he only hoped to have a stable home, but he didn't expect that at this time, he didn't die on the battlefield, but died in the hands of his own people, and he was unconvinced.

When Zhang Jiao heard this heart-wrenching words, he raised his eyebrows.

"Hmph, strong words! Don't you dare to admit what you have done yourself! There are thousands of families in the world, and there are many wealthy families, and if you offend them, you will make a great enemy to the Yellow Turban tree, poison the people, and you will make the Yellow Turban lose the hearts of the people in the world, shouldn't you kill them! ”

"Ha Luha, brothers, if there is a bird under the crotch, go with Lao Tzu, kill the gang, let's fight the country by ourselves."

"Ha Luha, that's it, let's rush out of the city!"

"Kill!"

More and more people were forced to rebel, but Zhang Jiao was not in a hurry at all, just looked at the rest of the people who did not move, they bowed their heads and bowed their heads, although Zhang Jiao knew that there might be people who were not convinced, but at this time he was helpless, he couldn't kill them all, not to mention that none of these people had pigtails to catch themselves.

With a wave of his hand, he spit out a cold word!

"Kill!"

When those Qu Shuai rushed towards them, they didn't move at all, and at this time, the Yellow Turban Lux got the order and was about to make a move.

"Drink!"

"Kill!"

"Get out of the way!"

The Yellow Turban Lux is Zhang Jiao's ultimate weapon, and there were many losses in the Battle of the East Gate, but the most elite Yellow Turban Lux did not move, he has been brewing this plan, and he will not do it without a killing weapon.

All the armor, all the big lances, all five big and three thick, big shoulders and round waists, full of evil breath, their eyes are not the slightest color, cold and cruel.

"Bang!"

Finally touched together, but these Qu Shuai seemed to think too much, at first glance, the weapons were connected, and the imaginary scene of the Yellow Turban wrestlers reversing did not appear, on the contrary, they were forced to retreat, and finally someone found out that the cat was tired.

"It's not good, this is not an ordinary Yellow Turban Lux, Zhang Jiao is so ruthless, hidden so deeply!"

"Yes, his grandmother's, why are these people so fierce!"

"No, they are the elite of the Yellow Turban Lux!"

Zhang Jiao's face softened, and Cheng Zhu watched the people below dying and struggling in his chest, but the rest of the people were chilling in their hearts, how many hole cards Zhang Jiao left, and this time those people were afraid that they would not escape death.

"Damn, fight!"

"Kill the Devil!"

Qu Shuai, who can do it, will not be very bad in martial arts, even if the Yellow Turban Lux is very powerful, they only underestimate the enemy at first.

The marshals of threes and threes killed outside the palace together, and they were about to leave the palace.

"Scared!"

"Flutter!"

Suddenly, a yellow turban wrestler came out, his weapon was different, it was a big knife, and as soon as it appeared, he slashed a Qu Shuai, and it was a cruel waist cut.

All of a sudden, all over the ground, blood was dripping, bloody and cruel.

"You deserve to die!"

"It's Pei Yuanshao, why is he here?"

But Pei Yuanshao didn't care about them, and rushed towards them with a big knife.

"Kill!"

"Drink!"

It will be the courage of the soldiers, and the Yellow Turban wrestlers are even more ferocious after Pei Yuanshao killed a Yellow Turban Qu Shuai with one sword.

"Bang!"

"Uhh

"Flutter!"

"Die!"

The soldiers touched each other, the sonorous sound, the pain of a broken arm, and the fear of death were constantly staged.

Pei Yuanshao rushed quickly, he saw Han Zhong, raised his knife and slashed away.

Han Zhong had just killed a Yellow Turban wrestler, and suddenly felt a strong wind behind him, and it was too late to hide.

Rolled around the situation, dodged this fatal slash, but left a corner of the armor, which was actually destroyed by Pei Yuanshao's gang, Han Zhong sweated on his forehead, and his heart was cold, if he had slowed down just now, he would have died now, and he couldn't help but be angry, and he slapped his eyes viciously.

"Pei Yuanshao!"

"Han Zhong!"

"Sneak attack, give me death!"

"Humph!"

Han Zhong raised his weapon, charged violently, and slashed at Pei Yuanshao's neck with a big knife.

Pei Yuanshao knew that his martial arts were not as good as Han Zhong, but he was not afraid of death, so he dared to fight! Suddenly, it was also a knife and slashed at Han Zhong.

"Ping!"

The two knives touched, making a sonorous sound of metal and buzzing.

"Bump Bump!"

"Suddenly!"

Pei Yuanshao was forced to take four steps back by Han Zhong at once, and then he could stop, and there was no fear in the tiger's eyes, burning with fierce battle intent.

And Han Zhong grinned, as if looking at a dead man.

"Die!"

With a sudden sudden, Han Zhong's big knife swung at Pei Yuanshao, he had to kill it as soon as possible, and then run again, otherwise it would be over.

Han Zhong's blade was cold, and there was a slight sound of this knife breaking through the air, which showed the speed and fierceness of the knife.

Pei Yuanshao knew that he couldn't take this knife, but at this time, he couldn't dodge, gritted his teeth, and his body was slightly sideways, and the war knife in his hand was not a cut, but stabbed at Han Zhong like a sword.

"Flutter!"

"Bang!"

Two sounds sounded, Han Zhong's face was full of disbelief, and he slowly looked down at the knife in his heart, he didn't know how Pei Yuanshao dodged it, and even killed himself, that knife was definitely the most elegant knife in his life, but he lost his life.

But Pei Yuanshao fell to the ground at this time, missing an arm, and his left shoulder was still bleeding. His face was pale, and he endured the huge pain of a broken arm, and with the thrilling knife just now, he bet right, one arm for one life.

Zhang Jiao also saw that Pei Yuanshao was one of his most important henchmen, and when he saw that he was injured, he couldn't help but stand up, and when he saw Pei Yuanshao lose an arm, he suddenly felt a great pain in his heart, this is a general who ruined him, and couldn't help but reprimand with hatred.

"Damn it, there's no mercy!"

The Yellow Turban wrestlers found that Zhang Jiao was angry, and saw their Pei Yuanshao fall to the ground, and with a loud shout, the lance pierced through the enemy in front of them, and rushed to the target that had not yet fallen, sending out an invitation to death.

"Kill!"

Han Zhong died, and all the Qu Shuai seemed to have lost their backbone, and they were constantly killed by the Yellow Turban Warriors, and they were forced into a corner.