"General, how's that?"

Looking at Li Cunxiao, who was panting, Xu Shu, who had not slept all night because he was worried about an emergency, frowned and asked. Today, Li Cunxiao is actually tired like this, this is the first time Xu Shu has seen someone who can force him to such a point.

"This Zhang Jiao is really a bit tricky!"

After picking up the teacup on the table and drinking all the tea in it, Li Cunxiao, who took two breaths, finally gave this Zhang Jiao a definition - tricky.

"How?"

For a war, this tricky problem can not only show that although the enemy does not hinder major affairs, it can delay the speed of its own movement; It can also show that the enemy is just tricky, and as long as you think of a way, you can take it quickly, so Xu Shu couldn't help but ask when he heard Li Cunxiao's ambiguous statement.

"Each of Zhang Jiao's spells has its own shortcomings, but it depends on the circumstances under which we fight. On some battlefields, the spell of Zhang Jiao can exert great power; On some battlefields, Zhang Jiao's spell is just a small thistle! Like his cries of wind and rain, he may be able to slow down the march of our army, but it is impossible to drown us or to blow us dizzy. Another example is the paper general he recruited today, the defense and strength can be called unparalleled, but not only is the speed of his moves slow, but the movement speed and turning speed are also slow enough, so as long as he does not grasp the initiative on the battlefield, our army will not be dragged down by Zhang Jiao's magic at all! At the same time, the altar of Zhang Jiao seems to be extremely important, and we can try to destroy the altar. ”

After unloading the armor and throwing it on the hanger, Li Cunxiao, who was sitting in his handsome position, slowly explained to Xu Shu his experience and views in today's battle.

"So there's no way we're going to drag the battlefield down?"

Hearing Li Cunxiao's statement, Xu Shu thought about it for a while and said hesitantly. According to Li Cunxiao's explanation, it seems that the Han army should launch an attack, and if it is on the defensive side, it will inevitably be attacked by Zhang Jiao's witchcraft. But. Why didn't Zhang Jiao use these spells to directly defeat them some time ago, so as to go all the way to the capital?

"According to Zhang Jiao's hexology, it is like this. The spells he did seemed to require the altar to be raised, but this altar and the use of witchcraft seemed to be very damaging. Today, I saw Zhang Jiao's face extremely pale, and his body also looked a little swinging. ”

After thinking about it, Li Cunxiao slowly said his guess, that is, if Zhang Jiao wanted to use this powerful demon technique, he would definitely damage his own spirit.

"Really?"

Xu Shu was really helpless about Zhang Jiao, if he really used soldiers. If he Xu Shu continues to plan a series of schemes, then the rabble of the Yellow Turban Army will definitely be defeated. However, he was cheapened by Zhang Jiao's magic in the first battle with Zhang Jiao's main army, and he still didn't dare to use some tricks to take down Zhang Jiao, otherwise, stealing chickens would be a big loss if he couldn't eat a handful of rice.

……

Li Cunxiao's camp over there was analyzing Zhang Jiao's situation, but at this moment, Zhang Jiao's camp was thunderous.

"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish! You can't keep a single Han general after this Heavenly Master has done it, what are you doing to eat! ”

The price of raising the altar is not small. Coupled with the fact that he used a total of two Heavenly Book spells tonight, this loss is huge. But even if it's big, he actually let the Han general Li Cunxiao who came to attack retreat unharmed, in his Zhang Jiao's opinion, it is really a symbol of the decline of his Yellow Turban Army, so he was angry tonight.

"Great sage and good teacher, that Han will be a god of war, and he ......"

Lei Gong below couldn't help complaining, how could a god of war let them stay, and if they went up, they would be sent to death! Don't you see that the yellow tissue generals summoned by the great sages and good teachers can't kill the god of war generals? I still want to live two more days and enjoy the beauty of this world~

"Shut up! That's your reason, where is your idea of dedicating yourself to Huang Tian! You, you. You! Ahem~"

Hearing that this Lei Gong was still shirking, Zhang Jiao, who was already in a hurry, suddenly couldn't help his temper. Pointing at the unconvinced Lei Gong, after shouting the word "you" three times in a row, he hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Teacher, stop the fire! Rest the fire! ”

Seeing Zhang Jiao's obvious appearance that he was about to explode, Zhang Baiqi, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but hurriedly patted his back and comforted. To say that he is really embarrassed. He has the heart to accuse Lei Gong but his identity is obviously not enough, if he wants to defend Lei Gong, then don't even think about it~

When the people below saw Zhang Jiao's appearance of being about to die, they all comforted Zhang Jiao and symbolically accused Lei Gong of two sentences, saying that he spoke at no time.

And Zhang Jiao above, while coughing violently, secretly looked at the movement below. When he saw that the group of people below were still doing their own thing, without the slightest reflection and self-blame, his mood was even more depressed. How can such a general of the Yellow Turban Army take another step forward?

"Ahem~, ahem~"

Zhang Jiao, who was extremely disappointed, coughed even more violently, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

"Teacher, teacher?"

Looking at Zhang Jiao's incessant cough, Zhang Baiqi, who originally just thought he was coughing in anger, suddenly panicked and hurriedly shouted. Looking at Zhang Baiqi's worried expression, Zhang Jiao finally felt a sense of relief in his heart, and he couldn't get used to seeing the noise below, so he waved his hand to signal these generals to go down and why they should go~

"Ahem~"

After watching the people in the tent leave, after finally coughing heavily, Zhang Jiao stopped the heart-rending cough. However, in Zhang Baiqi's eyes, the teacher's expression at this moment seemed to be a little wrong, with regret, helplessness, and loneliness......

Zhang Baiqi, who set his eyes on the yellow handkerchief, was horrified to find that a bright blood clot appeared on the clean handkerchief!

"Teacher, what are you?"

Zhang Baiqi, who seemed to want to ask a lot, but couldn't ask, had to point to the dazzling red in a daze.

"In the cycle of cause and effect, everything is rewarded. The teacher actually borrowed the power of heaven, so this is naturally a reward for the teacher to return to the heavens~"

Zhang Jiao slowly put the handkerchief into his sleeve, and said in a very casual tone. However, looking at his lonely demeanor, Zhang Baiqi knew that Zhang Jiao was unwilling to let go of himself without accomplishing anything. At the same time, he also understood why today's teacher was so angry against common sense, paying such a big price but with no result, and he had the heart to kill them.

"Teacher, what is it that has come back with heavenly arts?"

Thinking about the appearance of the teacher turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain in the early hours of this morning, Zhang Baiqi asked very firmly.

"Lifespan!"

In Zhang Jiao's helpless demeanor, Zhang Baiqi knew such an answer. (To be continued.) )