Chapter 142: Release or Die! (Ask for subscriptions, collections, monthly passes)
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On the city wall of Yuanxian County, the silver-armored young general discovered the abnormal movement behind the Yellow Turban Thief Army outside the city, and the Yellow Turban Thief Army in the siege of the city was clearly chaotic, and immediately climbed to the highest place to lookout.
On the lookout, the silver-armored general noticed at a glance that there was a fire fight in the rear of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, and he suddenly felt that this was an opportunity in his heart, and he hesitated a little in his heart, and then made up his mind as soon as he gritted his teeth.
"The whole army obeys the order and follows me out of the city to fight!"
With the silver armor general shouting angrily, he took the lead, quickly went down the city wall, and reorganized the army for battle, and in a moment, the sound of "boom" sounded, and the city gate was wide open.
"Kill all the thieves with me, leave no one behind, kill!"
The silver-armored young general was holding a spear, and nearly 10,000 soldiers were accompanying him, and he had been attacking the city for several days, but they were completely blinded, and today it was finally time to take revenge.
Nearly 10,000 Han soldiers wearing crimson armor screamed and slaughtered the panicked Yellow Turban Thief Army, looking quite imposing.
Although the Yellow Turban Thieves Army was numerous, but without Zhang Mancheng's command, they completely became headless flies, scurrying around, pushing each other, or trampling indiscriminately, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
For a while, the rain of swords, blood, fighting, screams, armor handovers, and angry scolding gathered together to form a bloody battle on the battlefield...
Behind the Yellow Turban Thief, Chu Han stood on a high place, overlooking the battlefield in the distance, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Yes, this Yuan County guard seems to be an ordinary person, he can grasp the fighter in an instant and give the enemy a fatal blow!"
"Zihao, it's windy here, you better go to the carriage to rest, your face is infected with the wind cold!"
Cai Wenji, who was behind Chu Han, looked at the battle in the distance, and the smell of blood coming with the wind, frowned, and said with a frown.
"Hehe, Zhaoji, it's okay, I want to see who the guards of this Yuan County are, who can kill tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves with 10,000 soldiers crying dad and calling mother, and fleeing in embarrassment... The smell of blood here is too strong, you can go and sit in the carriage..."
Hearing this, Chu Han turned his head to look at Cai Wenji, and then waved his hand to say that it was okay, but considering the pungent smell of blood, he still asked Cai Wenji to wait in the carriage.
Cai Wenji was not pretentious when she heard this, nodded and walked towards the carriage.
"Big brother, good news, the fourth brother captured Zhang Mancheng, and under coercion, Zhang Manchen finally handed over Doctor Zhang..."
At this moment, Yan Liang, who went to pick up Tai Shici and Gan Ning, rode a war horse and came quickly, shouting at the same time.
"Good..."
Chu Han immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he was afraid that something would happen on the way and he would miss Zhang Zhongjing.
On the other side, with Zhang Mancheng's prisoners under the steps in the city, coupled with the ravages of nearly 10,000 Han troops, the Yellow Turban Bandit Army was scattered and fled in all directions without a command.
After more than half an hour of fighting, nearly 200,000 Yellow Turban thieves were killed and wounded, while the other hundreds of thousands of thieves fled in all directions, and the Han army won a great victory.
At this moment, there were only more than 5,000 loyal and Zhang Mancheng's elite Yellow Turban thieves outside the city, and they still did not leave, but surrounded Tai Shici, Gan Ning and others, and they were surrounded by the Han army.
The strength of the elite of the Yellow Turban Thief Army is stronger than that of the Han Army, and even if the Han Army is outnumbered, it is still difficult to help the Yellow Turban Thief Army.
In the inner circle, because of the shock of Tai Shici and Gan Ning's strong force, the Yellow Turban Thief Army did not dare to act rashly;
In this way, the three parties formed a stalemate, and no one dared to strike first.
"Zhang Zhongjing, I've already handed it over, you still don't let Lao Tzu go?"
Zhang Mancheng was tied up and fell to the ground, the unstopped blood flowed little by little, his face was extremely pale, but his eyes flashed with madness and resentment.
"Hmph, shut up, dare to say more, the master cut off your other arm!"
Tai Shici's eyes glanced at Zhang Mancheng coldly, he had already killed Zhang Mancheng, if he hadn't estimated Zhang Zhongjing's safety, he would have cut off Zhang Mancheng's neck with a halberd at this moment.
Then he kicked Zhang Mancheng on the stomach, and Zhang Mancheng's whole body suddenly bowed, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his pale face, dripping down drop by drop.
"You... What do you want to do? ”
After a long time, Zhang Mancheng's blood-red eyes and gritted his teeth.
Tai Shi Ci's cold eyes flashed with a trace of contempt, and he said contemptuously: "Let them get out of the way and let us out!" ”
Sample, isn't it under the power of Lao Tzu?
"Hugh... Ahh
Zhang Mancheng knows better than anyone that only by surrounding Tai Shici and his party can he survive, once they are released from the encirclement, then whether his head can be on his neck is a matter of two words.
So his life-saving straw must never be let go.
It's a pity that before he could say it, Tai Shici showed a cruel smile, kicked out again, but kicked under him, and suddenly a miserable scream came out of Zhang Mancheng's mouth.
"Ahh I killed..."
Zhang Mancheng was like this, the pain and spasms suddenly made him out of anger, his pale face became red, his eyes breathed fire, and he roared!
But the next moment, his whole body suddenly closed his mouth, and his miserable face turned even whiter.
Because Tai Shici's dragon chanting flame halberd appeared at Zhang Mancheng's neck like lightning, the cold halberd blade had slowly separated his skin.
A cold stinging pain woke Zhang Mancheng from his anger, and suddenly cold sweat flowed from the back of his head, and his pale face became more and more pale.
"Do you have the right to refuse?"
"I..."
Tai Shici's cold eyes stared at Zhang Mancheng, and his tone was extremely cold, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.
"Get out of the way or die!"
"Ziyi, if you want me to say that I will cut it with a knife, with our strength, it is easy to get out, why bother so much?"
Gan Ning carried the Hengjiang Shocking Knife and looked at Zhang Mancheng fiercely, but his tone made Zhang Mancheng feel cold, and he unconsciously fought a cold war.
"I'll tell them to get out of the way, don't kill me..."
"Get out of here, get out of here, do you want me to die, get out of here..."
At this time, Zhang Mancheng suddenly panicked, and hurriedly begged for mercy, and at the same time roared hysterically.
And with Zhang Mancheng's roar, the elite of the Yellow Turban Thief Army was a little flustered, and then got out of the way.
"Brother Gan, you come and watch this person, I'll protect the divine doctor!"
Tai Shici traded Zhang Man to Gan Ning, and he was holding the Dragon Yin Flame Halberd, guarding Zhang Zhongjing's side, and the two major Shura generals Xue Ba and Sun Yang opened the way in front;
More than 30 Heavenly Desolate Iron Cavalry were guarding the front and back, for fear that the Yellow Turban Thief Army would suddenly break out.
Fortunately, these Yellow Turban thieves did not act rashly, and everyone got out of the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Thieves unharmed.
"Who are you?"
The silver-armored young general was staring at Tai Shici and his party with a gun at the moment, and more than 8,000 officers and soldiers were also clenching the weapons in their hands and waiting for the battle.
Seeing this, Tai Shici took out something from his arms, and when the silver-armored young general saw this, his eyes immediately shrank, and then he immediately knelt on one knee.
"Yuan County General Wen Ping has seen the general!"
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