Zhang Niujiao had already lost his original spirit, and his dusty face was embarrassed to rest in a burned residential house, and his generals Guan Hai, Lei Gong, Li Damu and others were also listless.

After resting for a while, Zhang Niujiao raised his eyelids and said in a hoarse voice, "Bingyuan (Guan Hai), how is it outside." ”

Guan Hai smiled bitterly and said, "Returning to the big handsome, we have 600,000 people left now, and the brothers of Zhangba, Si Li, and Huanglong are all killed in battle.

The rest of the brothers guarded the bell tower and did not let the Suzaku army take a step forward, Dashuai, withdraw, these are our hometowns, and if we don't fight, there will be no more. ”

"Withdraw?" Zhang Niujiao smiled miserably and said, "Where else can we retreat, if I guess correctly, there are at least a million horses waiting for us to go out and throw ourselves into the net outside the undefended back door of the Suzaku army."

Besides, even if we escape, we will have no army to stand on, two million troops, a fire has burned me down, I hate it.! Hateful! Ahem, ahem. ”

The more Zhang Niujiao spoke, the more angry he became, and finally he couldn't stop coughing, Guan Hai hurriedly held Zhang Niujiao and gently knocked him on the back.

Lei Gong on the side suddenly stood up, knelt in front of Zhang Niujiao and said, "Dashuai, you kill me, it's all my fault, it's all because I am so happy, so many brothers have died, my old Lei is sorry for them!" ”

Lei Gong, who has always been vigorous and resolute, now kneels in front of Zhang Niujiao and cries like a child, to be honest, Zhang Niujiao really killed him.

But after all, they are old subordinates who have followed him for many years, and the relationship between them has long been gone, and they are all brothers who have fought together.

Zhang Niujiao looked at Lei Gong, coughed violently and said, "Old Lei, don't blame yourself, you can't blame you all, no one thought that Suzaku did so much this time, alas, I only complain that God doesn't help us!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the cannon sound came again, and then the sound of fighting sounded again, Zhang Niujiao closed his eyes in pain, and his palm clenched the saber at his waist.

At this time, Zhang Niujiao's brain was engaged in a fierce ideological activity, fighting to the death or surrendering, from the very beginning of the battle, Zhang Niujiao knew that this was a war with more losses and fewer wins.

It's just that he didn't expect to be defeated so quickly, and after the two million army held out for one night, there were 600,000 people left, and the Suzaku army on the opposite side was fighting more and more, so he couldn't guess how many people came from the Suzaku Country.

The enemy's advanced weapons, soldiers scattered all over the mountains, and hopeless reinforcements made the once dominant Yellow Turban Marshal decadent.

Zhang Niujiao had to admit that he was indeed old, and he didn't have the courage to work hard at the beginning, and he followed the Heavenly Master to fight in the east and west over the years, and the officials became bigger and bigger, but his courage became smaller and smaller, and he was more desperate than before.

The great cause belongs to the Heavenly Master, and the life is his own, since he came to this strange place, Zhang Niujiao has long lost the courage to take the lead, and he has never encountered a situation like today.

This defeat came down to him being too light on the enemy, and he always felt that defeating the Inhuman Legion would be invincible in Suzaku, if he could carefully probe the situation in the city before entering the city, and place heavy troops to defend the city gate, maybe it would be fine.

But how can there be so many ifs in the world, defeat is defeat after all.

Looking at Zhang Niujiao, whose eyes were closed, Lei Gong stepped forward with some panic and said, "Dashuai, Dashuai, are you okay, you believe me, as long as my old Lei still has a breath, I will definitely use this big knife in my hand to cover you out of the city safely!"

My old thunder is cheap, and now that the army is defeated, it's just a big deal! ”

After a long time, Zhang Niujiao slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Yes, it's just a big deal." ”

"I was born in heaven and earth, and I should stand on top of the heavens and the earth, why am my husband afraid of death, and where are the soldiers!" Zhang Niujiao yelled.

"The last general!" Everyone said in unison.

Zhang Niujiao pulled out his saber and raised his finger to heaven, "The sky has no eyes, and it wants to cut off our brother's back road, and wants us to give our lives here, but I don't accept it, my life is up to me!"

Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this bullshit destiny today! All the soldiers are willing to fight a bloody way with Ben Shuai and go against this eyeless sky! ”

"We are willing to follow the great commander!"

"Good! The Yellow Turban Er Lang charges with Ben Shuai! Wherever the handsome flag goes, you will rush there, believe me, I will take you home! ”

The Yellow Turban Army, which was originally demoralized, was encouraged by Zhang Niujiao to regain its strength, and launched a counterattack against the Suzaku Army as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

Zhang Niujiao's personal entourage guard erected the handsome flag as the vanguard, Lei Gong was on the left, Guan Hai was on the right, the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers moved closer to the Shuai Qi, and the Yellow Turban soldiers followed one after another to open the way for the Shuai Qi, the people in front died, and the people behind went up, and no one flinched, because they knew that behind them was the Shuai Qi, and as long as the Shuai Qi was still there, they had hope of survival.

People often break out in desperate situations, and the same is true of the Yellow Turban Army, the front line of the Suzaku Army was broken through by the Yellow Turban Army, which regarded death as home.

After Yuan Yang, who was in the middle army, saw it, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "This rebel leader is also a figure, and he can still burst out with such a powerful combat power in this situation, it seems that this rebel army should not be underestimated." ”

"Okay Lao Yuan, don't sigh here, quickly destroy this army so that you can implement the next battle plan." The horse said impatiently.

It can't be said that horses are ruthless, but as a veteran of a hundred battles, horses have experienced a lot of life and death on the battlefield, and he has long looked down on everything, life and death, for those of them who are soldiers, they can't avoid it, this is the cruelty of the battlefield, the fate of soldiers.

Yuan Yang just felt it, and after calming down the feeling in his heart a little, the famous Suzaku general who terrified the enemy returned.

Under the command of Yuan Yang, the Suzaku army gradually encircled the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army, consuming the strength of the Yellow Turban Army little by little.

The Yellow Turban Army had to pay thousands of casualties for every step forward, and within half an hour, the remaining Yellow Turban Army was only tens of thousands of guards.

Of the eighteen generals under his command, only Guan Hai and Lei Gong were left, and Zhang Niujiao, who had no strength to fight, stuck a spear on the ground, barely supporting his body, so that he did not sit on the ground.

Guan Hai had one arm cut off, Lei Gong was shot blind in one eye, and every one of his remaining tens of thousands of subordinates was scarred and blurred with flesh and blood.

On the opposite side of the Yellow Turban Army, countless Vermilion Bird archers were bending their bows and arrows to aim at them, just waiting for Yuan Yang to give an order, and they would completely annihilate the last remnants of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Niujiao looked back at the group of "bloody men" under him, then touched Guan Hai's injured arm beside him, and then said in a loud voice, "Soldiers, Ben Shuai has broken his promise, I can't take you home anymore, the other brothers have already gone down below to explore the way for us, we can't let them wait, since we can't live together, we would rather die together!" Soldiers, charge! ”

With a mournful roar from Zhang Niujiao, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban remnants launched a final charge, and they were greeted by countless sharp arrows from the Suzaku army.

After a few rounds of volleys, there were no more Yellow Turban soldiers on the battlefield who could stand up, and since then, the Yellow Turban Army's Zhang Niujiao Division has been completely wiped out and disappeared into the long river of the game.