With Zhang Mancheng's order, the Yellow Turban Army in the entire Wancheng began to make corresponding preparations.

However, there is a saying that the plan does not change quickly, although Zhang Mancheng's actions are fast enough, he still underestimates Zhu Jun's decisiveness.

Who would have expected that Zhu Jun would not stay in Anle City for long. After entering the city, he didn't even participate in the reception banquet specially prepared for him in the city, so he directly opened a simple military meeting.

Then, without giving others any chance to refute, he directly led his troops to Wancheng, preparing to eliminate the main force of the Yellow Turban Army in the southern battlefield entrenched in Wancheng in the shortest possible time.

As Xie Feihong directly guessed, there were indeed strategists in Zhu Jun's department who were proficient in this magical power. Therefore, after the other party took over the command, he took Xie Feihong and others to a short distance outside Wancheng before nightfall, and was able to set up camp.

Therefore, when Zhang Mancheng's department came out of Wancheng the next day and was preparing to go to Anle with the handsome army, the front Tanma actually told the Han army that it had appeared around Wancheng and was galloping in his direction, Zhang Mancheng and the others couldn't help but be stunned.

However, Zhang Mancheng and the others went through strong winds and waves, so they quickly came back to their senses. It's just that before they could make any specific decisions, they saw that the Han army led by Zhu Jun was still in sight.

So after a moment of silence, Zhang Mancheng also greeted him with his own subordinates in the spirit of losing people and not losing the battle.

To be honest, Zhu Jun and the others did not expect that they would meet Zhang Mancheng's troops outside Wancheng, but out of the factor that if they fought in the field, it would be more beneficial to their side, Zhu Jun's troops also did not stop, but ordered the strategist he brought to speed up the march, and after a while, they had already come to the front.

"It's Zhu Jun, Zhu Gongwei."

Before the battle, Zhang Mancheng glanced at the troops led by Zhu Jun, and after focusing on Xie Feihong for a moment, he focused on the middle-aged man with a helmet and armor under the handsome banner in the middle of the Chinese army.

"Yes, you are the first Zhang Mancheng of the Yellow Turban thief Wancheng," Zhu Jun sarcastically said: "It's a pity that this name is actually used on a chaotic thief!" ”

"Humph!" Hearing Zhu Jun's sarcasm, a trace of anger flashed directly on Zhang Mancheng's face, and he snorted coldly and said quite unceremoniously: "Becoming a king and defeating a thief, who is a thief, it's too early to draw conclusions!" When our great sage and good teacher entered Luoyang, it became that Lord Zhu Jun was a thief and a rebel against the party, and it was not known! ”

"Joke!" Zhu Jun couldn't help but be furious when he heard this: "The leader of the cult who doesn't say anything dares to turn into a dragon and steal the sky, it's really wishful thinking!" ”

"Delusional?" When a trace of coldness flashed directly on Manchester City's face, and then said in a dark voice: "Princes and generals, rather there is a kind!" Didn't your Gaozu Emperor Liu Bang rise to prominence with the body of a micro end, and finally turn into a dragon and enter the Dragon Court? Why can't we! ”

"Bold! Daring! Zhu Jun was so angry with Zhang Mancheng that he trembled, and the long sword in his hand was directly unsheathed, and he angrily reprimanded him: "You wait for a rat to dare to compare himself with Emperor Gaozu, come and behead this fatherless person for a certain person!" ”

As soon as Zhu Jun's voice came out, Sun Jian, who had always been valued by him, rode out directly, and directly invited the battle in front of the two armies: "Sun Jian of Jiangdong Wu County is here, the thief is the first Zhang Mancheng, come and lead the death quickly!" ”

"Presumptuous!"

Hearing that Sun Jian was so insulting, Zhang Mancheng, who was already angry, could still endure it. After all, no matter what, Zhu Jun is also a handsome man, and he was famous before this. And although Sun Jian is also famous, strictly speaking, it is just a small fight, and he has not yet entered the eyes of a character like Zhang Mancheng.

So Zhang Mancheng didn't talk nonsense, and looked directly at the left and right and said: "Who is willing to cut this fang for Ben Qushuai!" ”

"The last will go!" A yellow turban general rode out directly, brandished the spear in his hand and galloped towards Sun Jian, and reported while galloping: "Thief Sun Jian, Jiangxia ......"

"Ben won't have time to listen to your name!"

Facing the galloping Yellow Turban General, Sun Jian directly rode his horse and raised it, and even the people and horses had already come to the galloping Yellow Turban General in an instant, and the big knife in his hand was raised, and the bronze knife light had already appeared in front of the Yellow Turban General!

It's so heavy!

As the long knife in Sun Jian's hand fell, the yellow scarf seemed to weigh up the air around here, and his body was even more like a hundred catties of weight!

When I wanted to do something, I felt as if I was stuck in a swamp, and it was difficult to do anything. So the spear that was raised in his hand for parrying was only half raised, and he saw the bronze sword light slashing in front of his eyes, and then finally, in his consciousness, he saw a very familiar headless corpse fall off the horse!

"How daring!"

Seeing that the generals under his command died at the hands of Sun Jian like this, and didn't even hold on for a round, Zhang Mancheng couldn't help but be furious. Also nonsense, once again look left and right. When the Yellow Turban Army on the left and right heard the elegant words, they estimated the strength comparison between themselves and Sun Jian, and a Yellow Turban General with a short halberd stood out again and stepped forward.

"Wow, yes, Sun Jian is dead!"

With a loud shout, the yellow turban general holding the halberd came towards Sun Jian.

I saw that with the dancing of the halberd in his hand, the long flag in the phantom hand of the Taoist immortal god behind him waved with it, and under the combination of the two, the short halberd directly exuded a cold low temperature that was cold to the bone marrow, which directly caused frost on the grass around him, and the temperature in front of the entire array dropped by a few points!

This is still the case hundreds of meters away, and it is conceivable that Sun Jian will face the same cold! But seeing that a faint white mist had condensed on Sun Jian's silver armor at this time, and there was already frost on his eyebrows!

It was under this terrifying low temperature that the yellow turban smashed the halberd in his hand like a thousand pounds!

This yellow turban general is indeed not weak, no wonder he still has the courage to stand up after seeing Sun Jian's move with his own eyes. It's just that the strength that Sun Jian used to make a move just now is all? Obviously, not really, the Jiangdong Tigers are not just talking, Sun Jian's force, even under the star-studded tiger prison, can be called the top batch of the food chain!

Therefore, in the face of this halberd, Sun Jian directly yelled a good word. Then the bronze long knife in his hand was waved and raised, and an invisible force that was still heavier just now acted on the body of this yellow turban general, and in an instant, he was like carrying a mountain! The horses' hooves were sunk in the ground, and a sword light was rising again, and the yellow turban general was again killed in two places.