There are less than two hours left before the end of the Yellow Turban Uprising, and the broken star Nanhe is firmly in the first place on the Yellow Turban list. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Nanhe's voice rang again, it was the person in charge of the state side, presumably because the matter over there had come to a result, and he came to report to him.

"What's going on over there?"

He felt that this could take the initiative, squeeze the speech space of his subordinates, and prevent them from thinking too much, so that they could hear the most authentic report without embellishment.

"Uh...... The Shentian village chief of the high-ranking village you talked to earlier, his village has been eradicated. ”

"What?" Shattered Star Nanhe was very surprised, "Didn't you transfer people to support?" Why was it still shoveled? Now it's so hard for players to attack the city, what you say doesn't make sense, right? ”

"I transferred reinforcements of 400 men from other sides of the state...... All of them were killed on the way......"

……

Shattered Xing Nanhe stopped talking, which generally means that he is very angry, so angry that he is about to lose control of his nature.

"Who did that?" Shattered Star Nanhe forcibly held back the tremors as he spoke, and asked as calmly as he could.

"Among them, there is a reinforcement that was personally killed by Leng Xiaojue."

"Leng Xiaojue? How did you provoke such a scourge star?! "Shattered Star Nanhe was a little angry.

"Uh...... We didn't have any contradictions with Leng Xiaojue, it was his people who took the initiative to undeclare war against the village chief, and surrounded the point to send reinforcements on our inevitable path, and we suffered the loss of insufficient intelligence, which is why we ......"

"Needless to say, the old rule, remove from office for three months, go down."

After saying that, Nanhe hung up the voice. He looked at the merit list of the officers and soldiers, and then at the first and second names, and took a deep breath.

Wei Tong ...... You're going to make me unlucky...... I ......"

Shattered Xing Nanhe crumpled the materials in his hand, threw them into the paper basket fiercely, and then left the room angrily.

There was less than a stick of incense left before the end of the Yellow Turban Uprising, Leng Xiaojue and his men were all gathered outside the gate of a high-class village, Leng Xiaojue looked at the time and spat on the ground.

"Boss, what do you say?" The fat man looked at Leng Xiaojue and asked with his hands.

"Hard." Leng Xiaojue's answer was simple and rude, "If you can't squeeze in front of the door, let them climb over the wall, no matter the cost, you must gnaw it down!" ”

"Good! Did the brothers hear that? Above! The fat man waved his big hand and rushed up with hundreds of militiamen.

Leng Xiaojue looked at the backs of his subordinates, they fought in the game for two days without sleep, and their bodies were covered with all kinds of wounds and bloodstains, in the past two days, his merits have increased at an incredible rate, and with it, the losses suffered in these two days are far higher than usual.

This is the last chance...... Although I don't know if I can surpass Wei Teng after the fight, but if I can't beat it, I will definitely not get the first.

", do it." Leng Xiaojue picked up his purple-written long knife, took the most elite hundred or so brothers behind him, and rushed towards the gate of the village.

Inside the village, the village chief watched as the village he had worked so hard to run was full of cold and innocent people, some of whom even forced their way over the fence at any cost, with spikes and spear points. In the blink of an eye, Leng Xiaojue died There were fifty or sixty militiamen in this place, and as if he didn't realize it, he continued to lead his subordinates to rush towards this crumbling village in waves.

", crazy! It's really insane! How much oil can my village earn for him, and do me so at any cost? Did I kill his dad or something?! ”

The village chief didn't know Leng Xiaojue's persistence, but he knew that according to this style of play, his village would definitely not be able to hold on.

Jizhou, Xiaquyang, Wei Tong stood outside Huangfu Song's military village.

"Lord Zhonglang, at this point, the Yellow Turban Rebellion should be considered to have subsided, right?"

"Almost, the rest is just some scattered sweeping work, those are other people's business......" Huangfu Song smiled, and then looked at Wei Tong, "Staff Officer Wei...... Are you really not going to enter Beijing with me? I can vouch for my own personality that the Holy Lord will definitely give the staff officer a good official position. ”

"I really don't need to." Wei Tong shook his head, "With a temperament like mine, I may not be able to cope with all the immortals in the officialdom." It would be better to go back to my little village and stay in peace. ”

Huang Fu Song did not say anything, he has been an official for many years, he knows the helplessness of officialdom and the danger of accompanying the monarch, so Wei Tong insisted on not going to the capital to be an official, and Huang Fu Song did not persuade anything more.

Wei Tong looked at the electronic watch of the time, just a minute ago, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was officially over, and then he opened the merit list...... Stunned.

First place, Leng Xiaojue.

"This guy...... What did you do in this half a day......

Of course, he didn't know that Leng Xiaojue had swept away all the middle-level and low-level villages in the Yellow Turban camp, as well as more than half of the high-level villages, at the cost of losing nearly half of the militia inventory, and in just six hours, he had obtained nearly 3,000 meritorious points.

Now Leng Xiaojue and his men are laughing loudly in the ruins of a village......

"Staff Officer Wei......?" Huangfu Song saw that Wei Tong's expression had changed, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Huh? Oh, it's fine. I'm sorry, I'm distracted......"

"I still have some time before I enter Beijing, and I need to be around Qingji for a few days, you ...... How can we help? ”

Wei Tong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly became enlightened, not to mention, he really had one thing that needed to be solved with the help of Huangfu Song's military might......

Four days later, outside Changyin Village in Qingzhou, Changyin looked coldly at the enemy army who didn't know how many people there were, and clasped his hands in front of the team, looking at himself with a flying expression.

"What does this mean? Ready to go hard? I don't know how much you will lose if you fight hard? Changyin asked coldly.

"When I suffered the loss, you were sleeping at home...... Leng Xiaojue raised his eyebrows, "Anyway, I've already lost so many brothers, and I don't care about more than that......"

"I want...... Only victory! As long as I want, I'm going to beat it up! ”

Changyin was silent, he looked back at Gao Shun, Gao Shun nodded, put on his horse, and prepared to lead the troops into battle.

"Haha, that's decent!" An even more arrogant voice sounded behind Leng Xiaojue, and the mysterious military general jumped out, waving a ...... instead of the long knife he saw last time

Fang Tian draws a halberd!

A strong sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in Changyin's heart!