"Why?" Zhang Banxian stood and asked softly.

He didn't understand, so he asked why, even if it was Zhang Jiao in front of him, he didn't hide the dissatisfaction on his face. He really couldn't figure it out, why did Zhang Jiao let him leave as a person who betrayed Huang Tian like Yun Ting, could it be that Zhang Jiao himself began to have doubts about everything he had done, and gave up or didn't trust it?

So why? Zhang Banxian felt a kind of anger of betrayal, and there was a fire burning in his heart. If, if he was sitting in Zhang Jiao's position now, he would definitely kill Zhang Jiao without hesitation!

Any betrayal must be fulfilled in blood! The same goes for Revolution, so he doesn't care how much blood he has to use to make all this in the game work for him.

Zhang Jiao sat calmly on the main seat, even if he heard Zhang Banxian's almost rude questioning, he was not moved, he just glanced at Zhang Banxian with his eyes, and the vicissitudes in his eyes seemed to make Zhang Banxian transparent, and nothing could make his eyes ripple.

Just a glance, after glancing at Zhang Banxian, Zhang Jiao set his eyes on the top of the incense burner placed in the center of the chamber. The curling clouds of smoke spread upward, from clear, to scattered, and finally to drift into nothingness, and Zhang Jiao could see very clearly.

It has been more than ten days since Yun Ting left, but the impact is still lingering in Julu, except for a few people who know what Yun Ting did, most of the Yellow Turban soldiers only know that Ma Yuan died of a violent illness. The redundant influence, including the dissatisfaction and doubts of a small number of people, was suppressed by Zhang Jiao with his own prestige, but Zhang Jiao understood that even this could only make them obey on the surface, and there would be no less doubts in secret.

Including Zhang Banxian's questioning of him now, it is also one of the subsequent impacts.

"There's no why." Zhang Jiao's palms were put together, and his index finger was wrapped around his index finger slowly.

He smiled and looked at Zhang Banxian with peaceful and loving eyes, as if he were looking at his own daughter, treating everyone equally. Now still in the Yellow Turban Army, all the players who can face Zhang Jiao, or have seen Zhang Jiao before, they have seen such a gaze focused on themselves, even if it is just a sweep, but it has left a deep impression on them. Therefore, many of these players stayed in the Yellow Turban Army, not because of interests, but more because of Zhang Jiao's personal charm, which prompted them to stay in the Yellow Turban Army.

"Cloud negativity may be a betrayal. But what about you? Spirit. Zhang Jiao asked.

He didn't wait for Zhang Banxian's answer, nor did he give him time to answer, but continued by himself: "How loyal do you have to Taiping Dao? ”

"Don't be in a daze. You think I'm old and confused? Actually, I know everything, I just watch. Zhang Jiao looked at the stunned Zhang Banxian and said.

"Look." One of Zhang Jiao's arms stretched out, revealing a slightly thin arm from the sleeves of his wide robes, and his fingers lightly tapped into the void in front of him.

With the point of his finger, a picture appeared in front of Zhang Jiao, and as time progressed, the picture began to change, including the actions and words of the characters. And Zhang Banxian can see very clearly, the protagonist in the picture is him, and what is playing in it is also how he plans and plans everything.

His face suddenly turned a little pale.

But soon Zhang Banxian came to his senses, Zhang Jiao did this, and the practice of spreading everything out was not to kill him, let him die a clear understanding. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so troublesome. Probably he was also the same as Yun Ting before, who was picked up and put down gently.

"You see, I really know everything." Zhang Jiao chuckled.

Just as Zhang Banxian was thinking about how to answer, two shouts of "big brother" came from outside the conference hall. With clear footsteps, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang stepped into the conference hall together and came to Zhang Jiao.

At first, they were a little surprised to see Zhang Banxian and the others, and their eyes fell on the image playing not far in front of Zhang Jiao, and the faces of the two of them became even more strange. However, neither of them paid much attention to it, but looked at the eldest brother who had called them to the council chamber.

"Big brother. What did you call us for? Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang asked together.

"Look." Zhang Jiao waved his hand, erasing the previous image.

The finger clicked three more times, and three images appeared in the void.

"Look. Around Yingchuan County, where Bocai is located. Zhang Jiao pointed to the first picture, where the Yellow Turban Army was marching, and the target was Yingchuan County.

"As long as Bocai passes through Yingchuan and captures Hangu Pass, he can approach Luoyang."

"Look again. This is Nanyang. Zhang Jiao pointed to the second picture, where the Yellow Turban army surrounded a tall city and was attacking one after another.

Rolling logs also continued to fall on the walls of Nanyang City, accompanied by a rain of arrows in the sky, falling on the Yellow Turban Army army like locusts, but it was also startled by a cluster of blood flowers. In this huge army, there is only a small wave. Behind the army, Zhang Mancheng led the elite of the Yellow Turbans to kill the retreating and stagnant Yellow Turban soldiers, forcing them to continue the siege.

"Man Cheng has already killed Nanyang County Shou Chu Gong, and now as long as he captures Nanyang Jiancheng, he can drive straight into Jingzhou!"

Zhang Jiao's finger pointed to the third picture and said slowly: "This is us." ”

The picture is empty, and some only have the army and buildings in Julu City, but they can't see the situation of the Han army, so it can be seen that there must be something unknown about Zhang Jiao's spell. Otherwise, it will be the situation of the Han army marching into the army, so I am afraid that the Yellow Turban Army will win all battles, but it is a pity that Zhang Jiao can't do it.

"There is information that Lu Zhi led the deputy general to lead the five colonels of the Northern Army to take charge of the northern front."

"Zhang Bao listens to the order." Zhang Jiao said.

"Yes!" Zhang Bao clenched his fists.

"You lead the cavalry to help Bocai, you must make Bocai capture Yingchuan, take Hangu Pass, and destroy the Han army that blocks the way. If that doesn't work, you can ask Bocai to lead his army back. ”

He turned his gaze to Zhang Liang and said, "Zhang Liang listens to the order." ”

"Yes!"

"You go to Youzhou and return the Guangyang Yellow Turban Army to Jizhou. Youzhou is a bitter cold land, it is useless to take it, what we have to do is to condense our strength into a single force, and inflict irreparable heavy damage on the Han army as soon as possible. ”

In the end, Zhang Jiao set his eyes on Zhang Banxian. After pondering for a while, he paused and said: "As for Lingyun, if you go to Nanyang, you must help Manchester City capture Nanyang, and if there is an accident, let Manchester City come back!" ”

"Yes!" Zhang Banxian clenched his fists.

"Alright. Go and get the army you need. Ahem. Zhang Jiao waved his hand, quickly reached out to cover his mouth, coughed a few times, and had a lingering tiredness on his face.

"Sure enough." Zhang Banxian turned around and said silently in his heart as he walked towards the door.

"As long as Zhang Jiao is dead, you can go on according to my train of thought." A chill flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and his steps became much lighter.

How much longer can you stay up?

After all three of them left the council hall, an abnormal flush suddenly appeared on Zhang Jiao's face, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead. His five fingers, including his arm, trembled uncontrollably, and it wasn't until a long time later that Zhang Jiao grabbed his palm neatly, and then it returned to normal.

"Destiny." Zhang Jiao sighed, and the palm he was holding slowly loosened, and the palm was bright red and dazzling.

(End of chapter)

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