"The hearts of the Yellow Turban Army seem to have settled down today, what is the situation?"

Li Cunxiao, who threw away his helmet, sat back on his big seat in the camp. Although it is said that a major attack has not yet been organized because of the heavy casualties, every day of testing and continuous blows are still indispensable. After another attack today, Li Cunxiao keenly found that the end of the Yellow Turban Sergeant's fight seemed to be very sufficient, and Li Cunxiao, who was a little dazed, had to withdraw the sergeant first, wanting to ask Xu Shu, who was in charge of the spy, to find out what happened to the Yellow Turban Army.

"Zhang Jiao wants to pray for blessings on the school field tomorrow!"

Hearing Li Cunxiao's question, Xu Shu, who had been looking down at some of the scrolls, did not look up, but still looked at the scrolls and said indifferently.

"Oh? Is Zhang Jiao's body okay? ”

Li Cunxiao, who was slightly surprised, asked with some curiosity while untying the armor on his body.

"I don't know, according to His Majesty's book, Zhang Jiao's demon magic requires life energy to be cast. Now Zhang Jiao has used a lot of witchcraft in order to resist the attack of our army, and his vitality must be running out, and his lack of appearance during this period of time seems to prove His Majesty's remarks. But tomorrow he wants to reappear, it seems that something is not normal! ”

Xu Shu, who put down the scroll, also had a sense of incomprehension after standing up and stretching his waist. It stands to reason that Zhang Jiao's body is about to die, but now that he suddenly appears and wants to cast a spell, this situation is a little too weird.

"Perhaps, he was forced by the panicked situation of the Yellow Turbans now?"

Li Cunxiao, who sat down and took a sip of water, said one of his guesses. In fact, this is the biggest possibility, you must know that after the rumors of the Han army and Zhang Jiao's absence for days, the Yellow Turban soldiers were panicked. You must know that the Yellow Turban Army, a religious organization, needs a cohesive force, and the cohesion point of the Yellow Turban Army is Zhang Jiao, and if the weak Zhang Jiao falls, the Yellow Turban will die. So maybe when this happens in a country, it won't be a big deal, but in the Yellow Turban Army. But the sky is falling.

"According to Zhang Jiao's physical condition, if any abnormality is discovered by the people below, it will produce a more bad prospect, which is what makes me unbelievable!"

Xu Shu scratched his head. Instead, he voiced his doubts. Since Zhang Jiao's body is no longer good, why did he still come out and show up in front of everyone?

"Maybe someone has a way to put it up?"

Li Cunxiao, who was not interested in talking about this topic again, shook his head and casually said something that he thought was a joke. And his words made Xu Shu, who was thinking about Zhang Jiao's intentions, pause, and his eyes lit up.

"That's it. If there is nothing wrong with His Majesty's letter. Zhang Jiao's life should have reached the limit, so if he wanted not to show any problems in front of the Yellow Turban Army, then he could only cast spells again to make himself normal for a period of time. Otherwise, no matter how cautious he is, he can't guarantee that he will not show his cowardice in front of the Yellow Turban soldiers! ”

Xu Shu, who slapped his thigh, said his guess with a sparkling eye. And the more he spoke, the brighter his eyes became, and the happier his expression became. If that's the case, then Zhang Jiao's spell will speed up his death even more, so his life will be short! And that's it!

"Oh, if that's really the case. Then we just need to withstand a single onslaught from the Yellow Turbans in the next few days! ”

Li Cunxiao is super powerful, but it doesn't mean that he is a simple-minded person with developed limbs. After thinking about it slightly, he knew that if it was really what Xu Shu said, then Zhang Jiao's blessing tomorrow was to prepare for the last battle, and they only needed to withstand this wave of the Yellow Turban Army's counteroffensive. Then without the Yellow Turban Army, you can go down lightly.

"It's been almost two months, it's finally over!"

Thinking of his long-lasting battle, Li Cunxiao finally let out a sigh.

"yes~"

Looking at the towering Golden Gate City in front of him, Xu Shu also breathed a sigh of relief. Although His Majesty trusts the two of them and has been sending some redundant soldiers to support, Xu Shu, who is holding his breath in his heart, still wants to take Zhang Jiao down happily to prove that his ability is not weak.

……

Golden Gate City. On the high platform in the center of the school field of the Chinese army camp, a large altar is placed. There were all the sacrifices on it, and the talismans were all sorted, and the armies stood here waiting for the arrival of the god-like sages and good teachers in their minds.

"Brothers. Do you think the great sages and good teachers will come today? Did Zhang Bai ride that kid to put our fog bombs? ”

Looking at the sky, it was close to noon, but the majestic figure of Zhang Jiao was still missing, and Guo Tai, who was sitting on the horse, couldn't help asking.

"No, although Zhang Baiqi is not very old, he is very steady, and he doesn't dare to give us a sloppy eye in this matter."

Glancing at Mrs. Guo's villainous face, Peng Tuo couldn't help but say indifferently.

"Mrs. Guo, you are too suspicious. Zhang Baiqi, how dare that kid do this! ”

Before Peng Tuo's words fell, Bu Ji on the side couldn't help but sneer. I don't know if he is sneering at Zhang Baiqi's recent self-righteous behavior, or Guo Tai's low-IQ words.

"Okay, let's not say a word, the great sage and good teacher are something you can speculate!"

Seeing that Mrs. Guo's face turned blue because she had been refuted by two people in a row, Qing Niujiao, who had always had a lot of prestige among the commanders of the Yellow Turban Army, couldn't help but roar in a low voice. The commanders of the Yellow Turban Army were already thinking about their own things and doing their own things, but he was still sitting like this under the city of this kind of Han army, and he really didn't know the priorities.

"Hmph~"

After hearing Qingniujiao's words, Mrs. Guo, who had the heart to reply a few words to these two people, couldn't help but snort twice. After all, this is Golden Gate City, the base camp of the Yellow Turban Army, and it is not a place where he Guo Tai can be presumptuous.

And the other commanders either closed their eyes and recuperated, or watched with smiling eyes.

……

"The great sage and good teacher have arrived!"

A loud roar lifted the spirits of the commanders who were sitting on the horses at the front of the school field.

Zhang Jiao, who was majestic and strong-eyed, walked into the school field full of Yellow Turban soldiers step by step, glanced at the protection of these Yellow Turban soldiers, and saw them all with their heads held high and the fighting spirit was raging, Zhang Jiao nodded with satisfaction. The Yellow Turban Army deserves a fight! (To be continued.) )