Cao Hong saw Xiahoudun suddenly moved, he took a knife to hack the people around him to death, and then stepped up and cut off Zhang Liang's neck with a knife, this time the general Zhang Liang is dead and can no longer die, Xiahoudun and Cao Hong wrapped Zhang Liang's head in a robe, raised Zhang Liang's banner and shook it back and forth, and then shouted loudly: "The official army has been killed - the thief Zhang Liang has been ambushed!" ”

"Zhang Liang is dead - those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Zhang Liang is dead - those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Zhang Liang is dead - those who surrender will not be killed!"

The guards around Zhang Liang were a little overwhelmed by Cao Hong and Xiahoudun's move, and the living Zhang Liang was twisted off his neck by the two people in front of him, and the other cut off Zhang Liang's head, Zhang Liang is the yellow sky fairy in their eyes? The legendary immortals are all characters who pass through the sky, they will not be added by swords and axes, it can be said that they are invulnerable, they hope that Zhang Liang is just playing tricks, and they can come back to life after a while, their inner faith began to collapse, and after Cao Hong killed a few people, the rest of them were all stunned and looked at each other, carefully guarding Cao Hong and Xiahou Dun.

Xiahoudun was holding Zhang Liang's head in his hand, and the head was still dripping with blood, and Cao Hong was carrying the banner of General Zhang Liang Rengong on his shoulders with a knife. Cao Cao at the foot of the mountain saw the fall of General Rengong's banner and knew that the great thing had been accomplished, so he ordered Cao Ren and Xiahou Yuan to set up a position and be on guard against the Yellow Turban Army that had returned.

"I don't know what is dead or alive—don't put down the sword in your hand, you want to watch Zhang Liang's corpse chopped into meat sauce—" Xiahoudun saw the hesitation of these Yellow Turban soldiers, he pulled out the sword hanging from Zhang Liang's waist with one hand, held it in his hand, and pointed to the lost headless corpse. He knew from Cao Cao's usual conversation that the status of the three Zhang Jiao brothers belonged to the supreme gods in the eyes of these Yellow Turban Army, and it was impossible to blaspheme even if they wanted to, let alone slaughter the remains of the gods.

The leaderless Yellow Turban soldiers couldn't bear to look at Zhang Liang's body again, and one of the sergeants said, "If we put down our weapons, can you promise not to destroy the corpse of General Rengong?" Our brother knows that it is impossible for the head to return, but we must protect the general's body, and if you can agree, we will immediately lay down our weapons, and if we can't, we will be killed-"

"Okay, good - boy, General Ben is optimistic about you, I, Xiahoudun, have a spit and a nail, as long as you put down your weapons, General Ben will definitely not destroy Zhang Liang's corpse, you can collect the body for him, but you can only stay here obediently, and you are not allowed to go anywhere-" As soon as Xiahoudun heard someone talking, he really loved this kid in front of him in his heart, only someone accosted this deal even if it was done, and the Chinese army that broke Zhang Liang's bloodless blade also took Zhang Liang's head, this is a great achievement, enough for the eldest brother Cao Cao to be promoted, If you can't kill the rest of the soldiers, don't kill them! As long as they don't participate in the battle next, they will all tie their hands and feet and put them here, and arrange some people to take care of them, and then they can successfully rescue Sun Jian and them.

"Brothers-let's let General Gong's body be in a different place is already a great sin, now if he damages the body of his old man, he will not leave the peace of mind, I am loyal to General Rengong I can't bear to see this, I surrender!" This sergeant is like a spy arranged by Cao Cao, and the words he said are really too pleasant for Cao Hong and Xiahoudun to listen to in their ears, just like a god assisting, every word and deed puts themselves on the moral high ground, so that the other Yellow Turban soldiers feel that if they don't put down their weapons, they are sorry for Zhang Liang and sorry for their faith, these words are heart-wrenching words. If you betray your beliefs and betray the Taiping Sect, you will be burned in hell by fire, and no one wants to be disposed of like this.

One person put down his weapon, and two people put down his weapon, and in this way, the Yellow Turban Army, which was less than a thousand, all threw down the sword in his hand and obediently stayed in place motionless, they still looked at the sword in Xiahoudun's hand vigilantly, for fear that Xiahoudun would accidentally leave a blood hole on Zhang Liang's corpse.

When Xiahoudun and Cao Hong made a string of the thousand Yellow Turban military ropes and arranged dozens of soldiers to guard them, they went down the mountain together to discuss with Cao Cao, and also said that it was strange that the Yellow Turban Army surrounded Sun Jian and them for almost two hours, and the number of their Han army decreased sharply, and even Bo Cai began to surround Sun Jian with a large army, and no one noticed the situation on Zhang Liang's side, Cao Cao and they set up a position and waited until the sky was clear and the Yellow Turban Army came, and the camp of the Han army in front of them seemed to have become a fragrant dog bone. The 50,000 Yellow Turban Army was sucked around the camp by the 8,000 or so Han troops, and the battlefield was full of corpses, and this moment of tranquility was a bit unbearable for Cao Cao to break.

"Sun Wentai is really like a tiger, and the four generals under his command are also brave and good at fighting, and they can still be so brave when they are besieged by an army of 50,000! It's really not simple-" Cao Cao now looks at the 50,000 Yellow Turban Army besieging Sun Jian, and has a comfortable feeling, but now on the battlefield, if he Cao Cao doesn't want to find a way to deal with Sun Jian, it will inevitably make Sun Jian die of exhaustion in the end, and now Sun Jian is covered with blood all over his body, I don't know if it's his own or someone else's-

"Big brother - what shall we do now? Even if we take the back road, we may not be able to save General Sun and them. "Cao Ren saw that they were already Zhang Liang's head, if he retreated now, it was the best choice, Sun Jian would eventually be outnumbered and die of exhaustion, and the point of saving them now was not too great.

"Zixiao - don't be like this! I, Cao Mengdeqi, am a treacherous person, how can we Sun Wentai abandon our comrades so much when we ask for thieves together! You asked people to bring the gong used by Zhang Liang, and today I will personally give you a drill to mess up the hearts of the army! Cao Cao picked up the hammer that was put aside and began to bang the gong one by one, and there was still the Yellow Turban sergeant who had taken the lead in putting down his weapon just now.

"Eh—what does General Rengong mean? How did Mingjin start at this critical moment - what the hell is going on? "Bocai originally wanted to take the people to Zhang Liang, but the battlefield was changing rapidly, Sun Jian, Huang Gai, Han Dang, Zu Mao, and Cheng Pu were really brave and invincible, and they were almost about to break out of the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Army, plus he Bocai didn't want to see Zhang Liang's stinky face, so he made Zhang Liang only have a thousand guards around him, and it was normal to not see Zhang Liang's handsome flag when it was dark, but when he heard the gong and turned his head to look at the place where Zhang Liang was staying, he just found that he couldn't see Zhang Liang's handsome flag, But how did the sound of the gong come about?

"Zhang Liang is dead—those who descend will not be killed—"

"Zhang Liang's head is here-the main force of the Han army has arrived, and you still haven't surrendered?"

"Zhang Liang's handsome banner is here, surrender quickly-"

Cao Cao arranged for his men and horses to shout in unison, the sound of the gong just now made the movements in the hands of the Yellow Turban Army begin to stagnate, on the battlefield Cao Cao shouted here, Sun Jian, who was surrounded in the middle, was like beating chicken blood, while shouting while picking up the knife in his hand and slashing the Yellow Turban Army soldiers around him, such a long time of fighting has greatly reduced the soldiers under Sun Jian's command, more than 8,000 soldiers are now less than 5,000 left, and the Yellow Turban Army was killed last night There are also 6 or 7,000 people, and now they are on the verge of exhaustion, if not wounded, Cao Cao's doing this was like giving them a boost.

(End of chapter)