In the Golden Gate City of the Golden Gate Road of the Han Kingdom, when the time of shouting a cup of tea was almost hoarse, Huang Tian, who was calling in their mouths and hearts, finally reacted.

"Huang God, the believer Zhang Baoping kowtowed to you!"

Originally, a Yellow Turban sergeant who had been shot in the arm in the small-scale siege battle of the Han army a few days ago, after feeling a tingling sensation in his injured arm, he gently opened the strip of cloth, and was pleasantly surprised to find that his arm was intact in this light rain. You know, a few days ago, a hole the size of a thumb appeared here!

It was not only this young man named Zhang Baoping who was healed, every wounded soldier who bathed in the yellow scarf under this small piece of sun and rain was surprised to find that his injuries were all healed. What is even more unbelievable is that a soldier who once broke his leg can now stand up with only a flesh attached to it, which has to be said to be a miracle.

Compared to these people who have recovered from their injuries, those who have no injuries seem to have gained more, and they all feel that they are now like a balloon full of energy, which needs to be detonated urgently, and the incomparably powerful energy makes them feel at a loss to feel that this body is not like their own and is in a daze.

However, it is the one who has recovered from his wounds who gains more; Or those soldiers who have gained great abilities have obtained more, everyone has their own thoughts in their hearts, so they will not say more.

The soldiers below who don't know the martial arts, and who don't know the acupoints of the body, can feel the strength of their strength, not to mention the leaders below who are already hovering between second-rate and first-class martial arts.

"Green Bull Horn, I've stepped into the top class! I'm on top of the charts! ”

After feeling the energy of his body in a daze, a commander jumped and yelled at the green bull horn next to him, who was also in a daze.

"Haha, the first-class peak, is it so powerful!"

Qing Niujiao, who was woken up by the commander next to him, clenched his fists and slammed into the void, and shouted with joy. He was originally the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, and now with the blessing of Huang Tian, his strength has gone all the way to the peak of the first-class. There is also a faint feeling of wanting to break through, but it will take a few months to hone it.

"Huha, my Mrs. Guo also has such a day, thank you Huang Tian. Thank you! ”

Mrs. Guo never thought that he would be able to break through to the first-class, even if he was born at the behest of Huang Tian, he was only destined to be in the middle of the second rate, and now with the blessing of Huang Tian, he has reached the early stage of the first-class, I really can't imagine that there will be such a day. I knew that I could be like this, so why bother to flatter in the past? fell into his own identity in vain.

"Thank you Huang Tian. Thank you! ”

After Mrs. Guo's reminder, the nearby commanders knelt down on their knees and kowtowed to the altar in thanks.

And the thanks of the commanders naturally led to the gratitude of their own soldiers, and their personal soldiers knelt down so that the soldiers behind them could see the actions of their commanders, so that more and more soldiers knelt on the ground and called, and the gratitude of the whole battalion echoed under the sky for a long time.

"Hahaha! Yellow Turbans will win! Yellow Turbans will win! ”

Looking at the appearance of the thousands of people below willing to bow their heads, Zhang Jiao laughed heartily, and no longer maintained his usual rigorous and mysterious image, waving his fist and yelling at the yellow turban soldiers below.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army below were also infected by Zhang Jiao's pride at the moment, and they shouted and shouted and brandished their weapons. At this moment, in their eyes, the great sage and good teacher have just returned to the category of people in their minds. And it was Zhang Jiao's performance. It also made the morale of the Yellow Turban Army below 'rub' rise to an extreme.

"The Yellow Turban wins! Where is Zhang Baiqi? ”

He waved the horns of his fist fiercely again, and shouted at Zhang Baiqi below.

"The disciple is here!"

Zhang Baiqi, who was also dancing with weapons and shouting slogans excitedly, heard Zhang Jiao's cry and leaned down directly to worship.

"Give the Han army a war letter, and my Yellow Turban soldiers will fight to the death in the field ten miles away in three days!"

The arrow was thrown out by Zhang Jiao and inserted directly into the land in front of Zhang Baiqi, and at the same time, there was a scroll of letters tied to this arrow.

"Whoa! Fight to the death! Fight to the death! ”

The Han army led by Li Cunxiao has been fighting for almost a month, and when he heard Zhang Baiqi, who had finally made up his mind to fight to the death, he couldn't help but call after answering the order.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! ”

After hearing Zhang Jiao's domineering declaration, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army below immediately followed Zhang Baiqi's actions and shouted. Although they have been defeated again and again. However, they did not suffer a major defeat, and Zhang Jiao's survival made them not form a sense of fear of the Han army. After today's blessing of the Yellow Sky, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army all reported the belief that they would win, and they wanted to fight to the death with the Han army.

Looking at the soldiers dancing below, Zhang Jiao smiled even more happily. Although this blessed state is not destined to last long, three days is still no problem. These three days. On the one hand, let the soldiers get a little familiar with the excess strength in their bodies, so that they can use it well in battle, instead of letting the excess strength become a drag on themselves; While holding back the arrogance of the Yellow Turban Army in his heart now, when it was released, he directly bulldozed the Han Army with a devastating rhythm.

"In this battle, even if I have no bones, I will let your Han army not survive one out of ten!"

Looking viciously at the north of Golden Gate City, Zhang Jiao smiled and made up his mind to fight to the death.

Zhang Jiao after the determination. I still felt a burst of sadness. Although his ability is supreme, every spell he releases needs to be at the cost of consuming sacrifices, especially some spells in the heavenly book, which require his own essence and blood as a guide before he can cast it. That's why I became this ghost, and now I am in a good state just by using the spell on the human scroll to cast a temporary spell to maintain myself in a better state for a few days, and now I am just returning to the light, it is better to take advantage of this time to have a good battle with the Han army, so that this world can leave traces of its own zài. Of course, you can't do it with the commander of the Han army who has awakened the god of war level, but there are 60,000 ordinary soldiers of the Han army outside the city!

As for whether the Han general will agree? There is no need to think about the mood of the Han general who is anxious to return to Beijing to restore his life and the meaning of the continuous increase of troops in the imperial court is to quickly take down himself, if they don't destroy their main army in the field, how can they get this Golden Gate City?

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"Three days later, will there be a battle in the wilderness? I, Li Cunxiao, agreed! (To be continued.) )