Chapter 221: The Death of a Hero

When the white sky of the fish belly, slowly a touch of rose-like rose gradually rendered with the halo, the blue sun crept quietly through the treacherous peaks and valleys, it passed through the woods, waded through the stream, fell on the grass, and then hurriedly got up, walked all over the corner, hurriedly made up the earth, let it dress up for the arrival of the big day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Gu Yue and the others were still racing against time to treat the injuries caused by the sneak attack on Zhang Yinyuan and the fact that they were too late to retreat in time, and were bombarded by the 'Red Giant' and the 'Demon God Descending', they didn't know that a storm was slowly brewing, because they were too seriously injured.

In the face of that kind of large-scale AOE damage, Yu Qingge, who stayed at the end, was slightly disturbed by the radiation impact of his whole body energy because of his profession, and because of his personality, he gritted his teeth and ran all the way to Yangcheng, injured and injured, and now he is nesting on the top beam of a high-rise building to heal his injuries, comforting his almost violent energy and still twitching meridians, but in the aftermath of that terrifying energy baptism, this extremely talented thief did not hesitate to give up his defense, Using his fragile body to directly accept the massive energy impact, he obviously felt that the barrier between himself and the legendary-level thieves was getting thinner and thinner.

Gu Yue is spirit is too sharp, and he actually captured a small piece of will contained in the 'Demon God Arrival' of the 'Red Giant Star', and at the same time enjoyed a negative distance of the 'Star Demon King's version of the Banshee', he didn't have the protection of 'slag', so for the sake of that rare understanding, he had to burst into green tendons, bleeding from the seven orifices, and let Liu Jiaojiao carry it all the way, and fainted happily.

As for Liu Jiaojiao, well, she's still sleeping...

Rows of soldiers wrapped in yellow turbans followed Yang Feng to stand quietly in front of a tall lintel, their yellow scarves were slightly different from others, in the corners of the yellow scarves, there were faint a few black-brown threads to distinguish them from others, they were the yellow turbans that followed Yang Feng to Yangcheng, and they were also the descendants of the former horns, the most elite part of the Yellow Turbans in Montenegro, and now, they stood here with the last remaining commander of the Yellow Turbans in Montenegro: Yang Feng, Quietly waiting for the appearance of the man with the name of the earth, waiting for the man to give an explanation to himself, to Montenegro, to the deceased old man, and to the knife-like eyes behind him!

They are the last Yellow Turbans of Montenegro!

They, standing here, in this most intense, depressing, and calm way, begged General Digong to confirm the rumors that were now spreading throughout the camp!

"Crunch...

When the dawn of the morning finally spilled out of the horizon, the vermilion door finally opened, Zhang Bao still had a bit of sleepiness on his face that had not completely faded, stepped out, and saw the neat array in front of him, first shook his head and was a little confused, and then looked at it a few times, and there was still a little muttering in his heart, but immediately he smelled an indescribable breath from these people, like... Question?

There was a sudden uneasiness in his heart, and he frowned and was about to speak, when he saw a familiar figure come out of the crowd, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart (Yang Feng?). Oh, by the way, yesterday I ordered to rectify military affairs, and I couldn't do anything about it, so I had to let Yang Feng come? But this feeling 。。。。。 ）

"Black Mountain Yellow Turban: Yang Feng! Led 6,641 remnants of Montenegro to see General Digong! Yang Feng's voice was sonorous!

“。。。。。” Zhang Bao slowly narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

"Dare to ask the general! Did the chicken fillet meet the general after the death of Montenegro! There was a faint indescribable complexity in Yang Feng's eyes, and the bone-like eyes of the black mountain people behind him made him feel miserable, and he could only pass it on to Zhang Bao in this extremely offensive way.

“。。。。 Not bad! Zhang Bao's eyes flashed, and he replied with a little hesitation.

"Dare to ask the general again! The general galloped to the aid of Yangcheng, did he walk with the chicken fillet? Yang Feng smiled bitterly at Zhang Bao, his voice still loud.

"Not bad!"

"Three questions to the general! Chicken Fillet。。。。。 Whether or not to die for the rebellion of the Inhumans! Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, the bitterness on Yang Feng's face faded, his eyelids trembled, and he said loudly.

A questioning statement, but an affirmative tone! With his back to the army behind him, he clearly felt that everyone was holding their breath, and the cool breeze brought by the thousands of well-trained elites who inhaled at the same time almost took a step backwards from the unprepared Yang Feng, thousands of people, including Yang Feng, six thousand six hundred and forty-one, were waiting for Zhang Bao's response!

“。。。。。”

After a long silence, Zhang Bao's face remained unchanged when he stood quietly in the door, as if he didn't notice the solemn atmosphere, he still squinted slightly and hung his hands, but if he looked closer, he could see the corners of Zhang Bao's slightly twitching eyes, obviously the answer to this question was difficult for everyone to accept.

Wait, long wait.

Zhang Bao looked at Yang Feng with an expressionless expression of asking for the people's life under the steps, the two men with the same high IQ almost experienced the bitterness in each other's hearts at the same time, and also realized the embarrassment and sadness of the other party at this time, their mouths moved, Zhang Bao's voice was like a doomsday death knell, in this small place, it sounded!

"Not bad!" Short and powerful, deafening and deafening!

The air seemed to be dead, and the entire Yang City was as dead as a tomb.

It's like a volcano that is about to erupt, and although it hasn't erupted yet, the situation of brewing and accumulating energy is even more terrifying.

An invisible momentum brewed from the only remaining soldiers of the Black Mountain Yellow Turban, different from the rogue Yellow Turbans under the other Qu Shuai, they are extremely strong, under the leadership of the old leader Zhang Niujiao and the bandits along the way, a city defense army, a team of private soldiers, and even the Han Court army have fought bloodily, as if in the outrageous death of the 'Hero Chicken Willow', this thick army has made a breakthrough in a sense, a kind of momentum that the Han Court army and the headquarters of the Yellow Turban have spontaneously emerged!

This breath was frantically deposited, crazy precipitation, and even Yang Feng's eyes were filled with a touch of madness because of the influence of this breath, and the more than 6,000 people colluded with each other, as if a unified breath rose to the sky, and a vague, unrecognizable image took shape majestically in the air!

"Report! Report to the general! Luo Shiqu Shuai urgently! "It's the stumbling herald again, and the gong-like voice, at this moment, for Zhang Bao and Yang Feng, it's like a heavenly sound!

"Quick talk!" Zhang Bao and Yang Feng almost shouted at the same time, if it weren't for everyone's eyes, Zhang Bao would have the urge to reward the herald with a box of yogurt!

Qu Shuai said... Say.. Speaking of the city... Outsiders... The army seems to be moving, and thousands of men and horses are coming out of the camp and rushing towards us! The herald stumbled and knotted under the round stare of thousands of pairs of angry eyes...

Before the words fell, the war drums outside the city roared, and the momentum shook the sky!

Han Army! Siege!