Zhang Min shot away the two Han soldiers in front of him, and was about to continue to rush up, but suddenly felt a wind coming quickly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Frightened, he hurriedly raised his gun in front of him by feeling;

But at this moment, there was a chill on the top of his head, and in shock, he had to quickly let go of his left hand, and then raised his left arm to protect the top of his head.

However......

Boom!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Min only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and at the same time, his body was constantly being kicked around, dizzy and dizzy, but for a while, his thinking became a little dull.

Seeing his own general being thrown in the air and kicking and beating, and like a puppet, he didn't fight back in the slightest, and the remaining forty or fifty yellow turban elites gathered together with a face full of consternation.

What's going on?

"Protect the General!"

One of the guards reacted, hurriedly shouted, and then rushed forward with a knife.

The rest of the soldiers also came to their senses and hurried forward.

Zhang Fei snorted coldly, Brother Wuji said that he couldn't kill Zhang Min, but he didn't say that these guys couldn't do it.

Moreover, Fu Hu, a bastard, actually relied on cheating to confront Zhang Min at the same time as himself, just borrowing them to sulk......

kicked Zhang Min, who flew again, to the ridge, Zhang Fei picked up two long knives and rushed into the Yellow Turban soldiers who ran up.

For a while, the smell of blood was permeated, and the stumps and broken arms flew around, and the scene was really terrifying......

Fu Hu rolled his eyes helplessly, do you want to be so violent?

How do you know how he would react if he was heard by the soldiers nearby......

Zhang Min shook his head vigorously, and tried to sit up with his right hand, but unfortunately his right arm was suddenly weak, but he fell down again.

Gasping slightly, he relieved himself for a few breaths, and then struggled to sit up, and then stood up with the ridge behind him.

When Zhang Min noticed the situation in the field, he couldn't help but stand upside down with sweat and hair, only to see that most of his elite subordinates had turned into corpses;

At this moment, there were less than ten people left lying on the ground and shivering.

Next to him stood two sturdy men, one with a smile on his face, and the other with an unhappy face.

"Get out of here!"

Noticing that Zhang Min had come to his senses, Zhang Fei suddenly glared angrily and shouted violently.

Zhang Min suddenly trembled, although his face was full of resentment, he involuntarily got up and slowly approached the past.

These two guys are really terrifying, they are definitely top generals!

Moreover, these two bastards are too unscrupulous, is it fun to bully yourself as a junior general?

"Your name is Zhang Min?"

Looking at Zhang Min, who came over slowly, Zhang Fei was even more angry.

Okay, if I ask you to come over, you'll come over, it's too spineless!

But since people have already come, it's not good to pick on them anymore.

"Yes, yes......"

Looking at Zhang Fei's angry eyes, although Zhang Min felt that he couldn't pull his face, he was afraid of being killed, so he had to whisper.

"To descend or not to descend?"

Zhang Fei snorted coldly.

"Uh......"

Zhang Min couldn't help but be stunned, this is too direct, right?

Can't you save some face for Ben?

"What's the fuss? If you descend, you will live, and if you don't descend, you will die! ”

Seeing Zhang Min's hesitant look on his face, Zhang Fei suddenly raised his eyebrows, stomped his right foot on the ground, and the ground under his feet cracked densely in an instant.

Zhang Min couldn't help but tighten his eyes.

He was not only greedy for money, but also spared his life.

After a few hesitations, he could only sigh helplessly: "A certain wish to surrender!" ”

Zhang Fei's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he changed his smile and laughed:

"Haha, that's right, wouldn't it be better to surrender early? It took so much effort. ”

Zhang Min couldn't help but twitch when he heard this, this ......

After Zhang Min surrendered, Feng Yi did not let him come forward to surrender the Yellow Turban soldiers.

One is that the battlefield is too chaotic at this time, and the raging flames and choking disgust make the Yellow Turban generals invisible and unfamiliar, and it is difficult to do it in a short time;

Second, he didn't want Liu Mang to know that he had subdued Zhang Min.

After all, this kind of thing is still a bit complicated, with Zhu Jun's temperament, God knows if he will cut Zhang Min with one sword.

At this time, Liu Mang's Praetorian Guards had already cleared out the yellow turbans outside the camp, and at the same time, the army was constantly entering the camp:

And the Zuo Du soldiers under Feng Yi also stopped the arrow attack at this moment.

When Feng Yizheng was about to order his subordinates to go down the mountain and besiege the remnants of the enemy with the Praetorian Guard, he was suddenly changed.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”

"The light of the flame shines on me! The power of heaven casts my divine body! ”

First, a small group of people whispered solemnly, and as the sound spread, more and more people joined in.

These short thirty-two words seem to have a strange and magical power, and the voice changes from the low voice of a few people to the high-pitched voice of everyone, and an inexplicable momentum and power surging out.

As the sound rolled like a thunder tide, and then converged into a sharp sword that soared into the sky, the faces of all the Yellow Turban soldiers showed a crazy glow, and at the same time, their bodies seemed to have undergone inexplicable changes.

Seeing such a strange scene, Feng Yi hurriedly signaled the flag soldiers to stop preparing to wave the flag and give the order.

"Whoa~Kill! Kill, kill, kill! ”

At this time, as if some sacred ritual had been completed, all the Yellow Turban soldiers rushed to the entrance of the camp with a wild roar.

And the more than 2,000 Praetorian Guards who had just rushed into the camp bore the brunt of the attack.

After noticing the strange appearance of the Yellow Turban soldiers, most of the Praetorian Guard soldiers involuntarily stopped their advance, but at this moment they realized what fear was......

The Yellow Turban soldiers, who had been chased and fled by the Praetorian Guards, suddenly turned around, and then frantically rushed towards the Praetorian Guards.

Although the Praetorian Guard sergeant was stunned, he still raised his spear and knife very steadily.

Somewhat unexpectedly, this time it was all swords into the flesh, but the imaginary situation of the enemy falling to the ground and dying did not appear.

I saw that those Yellow Turban soldiers only stagnated slightly, and then they all pounced on the Praetorian Guard soldiers on the opposite side as if they were nothing.

Caught off guard, hundreds of Janissaries were killed on the spot.

The Praetorian Guard sergeants in the back were all chilled when they noticed this scene, because this scene was beyond their comprehension.

They don't understand why an enemy has been stabbed in the heart, but still alive.

In the midst of the unknown horror, the Praetorian Guard soldiers wanted to retreat, but they were crowded with their companions behind them, and they couldn't retreat far at all.

As a result, the situation in the field was completely reversed, and it was originally the Praetorian Guards chasing the Yellow Turban soldiers as easily as chasing ducks;

But at this time, it became the Yellow Turban soldiers who wantonly slaughtered the distraught Praetorian Guards, and the Praetorian Guards who were further back began to turn around and push each other to escape.

It's a pity that the entrance to the camp is already narrow, and the Praetorian Guard soldiers in the rear don't know what's going on inside, and they are still marching inside.

This advance and retreat made the gate of the camp seriously blocked, resulting in inability to enter and exit.

This scene was obviously beyond everyone's comprehension, and the soldiers of Zuodu halfway up the mountain on both sides all watched in horror the crazy situation in the camp.

Even Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others were stunned.

Feng Yi's expression was uncertain, and the expressions of doubt, jealousy, consternation, and disbelief in his eyes kept alternating, what was the situation?

"Ah Hu, bring Zhang Min here."

"Yes, big brother."

Soon, a figure wearing an ordinary Han army uniform appeared behind Feng Yi.

"Your Excellency."

"Hmm."

Feng Yi nodded, then pointed to the battle scene below and asked, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

Zhang Min sighed lightly, and then said with a complicated expression:

"This is the method of sanctification, once activated, everyone will lose their sense of pain and vital point, their strength and speed will increase, and they will become like gods and men who cannot be killed. Unless the head is cut off. ”

How to get holy?

And listening to Zhang Min's meaning, as long as the heads of these crazy Yellow Turban soldiers are cut off, then they will die.

Feng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

"What is the method of sanctification?"

"The method of sanctification is the grace bestowed by Heaven on every saint and every yellow turban soldier with supreme power.

It is said that if you use this method, you will be able to enter heaven and truly become an immortal saint. ”

Feng Yi frowned suddenly, does anyone believe this kind of nonsense?

But not necessarily, the main body of the Yellow Turbans is the people at the bottom, these people have limited cognition, and they are very blind to this kind of thing.

After they testified about a series of strange spells in the Yellow Turban, maybe they really believed it.

But isn't there anything flawed with this approach?

Thinking about it carefully, Zhang Min mentioned before, "unless the head is cut off", according to his meaning, it is thought that as long as the head is cut off, those people will die.

It seems that I am thinking too much. If this weird thing really doesn't have the slightest flaw, then the Yellow Turban Army can really be invincible in the world.

"How many times can each person use this method of sanctification, and how long can it last each time?"

"How many times? Hehe, my lord said and laughed, except for the Holy Army's Holy Master Yellow Turban Lux, anyone else can only use it once, and once it is activated, it cannot be stopped.

In addition, at the end of the maintenance time, those who use the method of sanctification will surely die! ”

Feng Yi was stunned again, what kind of method is this to enter the sainthood, this is simply the method of suicide! This thing is really vicious!

At this time, Feng Yi had already guessed that this method of entering the sainthood should be to obtain powerful and mysterious power by sacrificing his own life.

It's just that, listening to Zhang Min's meaning, it seems that not everyone can only use it once?

"Except for the Yellow Turban Lux? How many times can you use the Yellow Turban Lux? ”

Zhang Min nodded and replied, "Yes." The Holy Master Yellow Turban Lux is an invincible divine army formed by the Heavenly Father's handpicked people with the highest qualifications.

Each of them can use the method of three initiations.

Moreover, ordinary soldiers will lose their minds after using the method of sanctification, but the Yellow Turban Lux can keep his mind clear.

As for how many people there are in the Holy Master Yellow Turban Lux, this one doesn't know. ”