Chapter 183: Zhang Yan!

After hearing the voice behind him, Zhang Yinyuan turned his body with difficulty, Sen Han's eyes were stained red by the blood flowing from his forehead, and his eyes were nailed to the owner of the voice like wolf teeth, and the digital injury recovered quickly with an inexplicable speed inside the body, and the bloodthirsty breath that slowly fell back because he stood on the spot and did not move for a long time came to his face with the pungent smell of sulfur. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Changshan Zhang Yan, dare to ask the name?"

Zhang Yan, who was slender and stretched out her wide palms, could not see a trace of goodness on her blood-stained face, and the coat on her body was dripping with blood, like a demon that climbed out after falling into a pool of blood, showing a hideous smile at Zhang Yinyuan, and the sweet blood wind blew on her face, with the smell of grit and the pungent smell of metal.

Zhang Yinyuan frowned, he basically had no knowledge of history, and he didn't know anything about the 'Changshan Zhang Yan' in front of him.

(Zhang Yan?) Isn't Changshan Zhao Zilong's family? I often hear that I am Changshan Zhao Zilong! Who is this? ）

"Handan chicken fillet."

After reminiscing, Zhang Yinyuan determined that he had no memory of the person in front of him, and simply firmly implemented the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, and only reported his name according to the other party's introduction, after all, he was a pheasant college student who was not a history major who knew nothing about ancient ways of talking, did not have the slightest research, and did not know the ancient behavior and habits, so he could only try not to speak.

"It turned out to be a chicken cell!"

Zhang Yan's mouth was shattered, and the phrase 'chicken cell' was called, and Zhang Yinyuan almost suffocated Zhang Yinyuan in one breath.

(it!) Chickens, right? Is there such a thing? ）

"Yanguan chicken cells are brave by nature, and have the power to crack cattle and horses, but at this time, the chicken cells are quite seriously injured, why don't you repair and bandage them with Yan?" Zhang Yan took a step forward slightly.

"It's okay, just according to the words of the eldest brother." Zhang Yinyuan frowned and reacted before he realized that this man was asking himself to bandage, opened his mouth, searched his stomach and thought about the way of speaking in the TV series, and then replied.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Yan laughed again, and when he smiled violently on a bloody face, he showed a row of snow-white and dazzling teeth, which was really quite terrifying, turned sideways slightly, and walked towards the camp at the rear of the battlefield with Zhang Yinyuan.

Entering this ancient military camp, Zhang Yinyuan saw the suffering of these soldiers at close range for the first time, perhaps because of the heavy rain the day before yesterday, the barracks were muddy, and a large amount of dirt was piled up next to the military tents, saying that it was a military tent, but rather a simple pergola supported by branches and linen, a roll of straw mats and tattered clothes were used as beds, and they were spread on the mud.

Zhang Yan took Zhang Yinyuan through the camp that looked like a refugee camp and more than a military camp, as if he was blind to the surrounding "illegal buildings", or felt that the surrounding "camp tents" were built like this. Pergola', a stream about 5 meters wide appeared in front of Zhang Yinyuan, a large number of soldiers who had just retired from the battlefield gathered by the stream to wash their wounds and clothes, and when they saw Zhang Yan, who was obviously a head taller than others, coming over, they all stood up and looked at Zhang Yan with fanatical eyes.

"Qu Shuai!"

Hearing this title, Zhang Yinyuan's body shook slightly, and finally reacted to the identity and status of Zhang Yan in front of him, although he still didn't know who Zhang Yan was, but he still knew the title of 'Qu Shuai'.

The Yellow Turban Uprising launched by the great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao and his two brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao swept the entire Han Dynasty, with millions of followers, and almost all the peasants under the rule of the Eastern Han Dynasty were mobilized by these few gods, opening the entire era of the Three Kingdoms in troubled times, and a large number of heroes in the Three Kingdoms era are almost all related to the Yellow Turban, and even some of the future top generals and strategists themselves are born in the Yellow Turban!

There are thirty-six parties under his command, and the leader of each side seems to be called 'Qu Shuai'!

(Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan, damn it, there are too many fierce people in the Three Kingdoms, but then again, aren't people who are not known not powerful generals?) But the aura on his body is stronger than that Huangfu Di, space, can you tell me his information? ）

"Zhang Yan (Chu Yan)"

Human, the Yellow Turban camp, the commander of the Montenegrin Army.

Attribute: Health: ????

Strength:????

Physical:????

Agile:????

Dexterous:????

Spirit:????

Will:????

Equipment: Head: Commander Yellow Turban

Ornament: ????

Torso:????

Hands: ????

Hand Ornament: ????

Legs: Hanting standard military pants

Foot: Hanting standard military boots

Talents: Torrent: Permanently increases one's agility attribute by 10 points, increases agility by 10 points when activating this skill, increases nerve reaction speed by 10%, damage offset by 10%, skill duration is 12 hours, and skill reload time is 24 hours.

When Zhang Yinyuan saw Zhang Yan's talent, his eyes were a little straight.

(Made, just such a talent, this guy is 10 points more agile than normal people, is there any mistake, ordinary people's extreme agility is only 10 points, and it can be increased by 10 points in 12 hours, and the cooldown time is 24 hours, this dog, half of the day is 20 points faster than normal people. ）

Zhang Yinyuan frowned tightly, and couldn't help but be a little vigilant in his heart, Zhang Yan, as one of the thirty-six square commanders, the top figure of the Yellow Turban Army, this talent is not strong, and his own force is also extremely extraordinary, but this kind of character has not left enough reputation in history, at least he doesn't know, so how powerful are the most fierce generals in the chaotic era after the Yellow Turban was suppressed?

(Maybe the legend that a sword breaks the mountain and is invincible is true。。。。。 ）

The tip of the tongue is tightly pressed against the front teeth, the thumb and ring finger of the right hand are rubbed unconsciously, thinking about the legends of these famous generals, the body is gradually getting hot, and there is a kind of battle spirit that is difficult to hide from the beating heart to all parts of the body.

(What level can I reach?) According to Bai Gu's words, we are definitely not indigenous opponents in the same level of fast products, and that Huangfu is also a C+ evaluation, almost killing me directly, although it has something to do with my own carelessness, but it is also really strong, but, fighting with them, won't you be able to quickly close the gap with them? Besides, from the current point of view, it seems that the generals of this era can only use force, and almost no magic。。。。。。 No, Zhang Jiao! Isn't Zhang Jiao a Taoist priest? What else is Zuo Ci, Yu Ji or something, the 'immortals' and the like... ）

"Chicken brother! Chicken cells! ”

The earth-shattering cheers pulled Zhang Yinyuan back to reality from his trance, his body was covered with bandages, the worshipping crowd gathered around him, the water was impassable, countless faces with yellow turbans looked at him feverishly, the momentum was shocking, and a "chicken cell" shouted a rhythmic cry from their mouths, and glanced at the scarred soldiers around him in confusion, and before he could react to what was going on, a powerful big hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Chicken brother! Thou art a hero! Kill the brother of the dog official Huangfu Song clan and behead nearly 100 people! The strength is outstanding, and there is the power of cracking cattle and horses, tearing tigers and leopards, are you willing to be my Montenegrin pioneer officer? ”

Zhang Yan's palm seemed to have not been cleaned, and the sticky thick blood was almost mixed into a gelatin in his hand, and the pungent smell of sweat was sticking to Zhang Yinyuan's red coat.

He smiled heroically, his slender body contained thunderous power, and he looked at Zhang Yinyuan expectantly, not like the commander of the tens of thousands of troops, but like a laughing brother looking at the younger brother who got ahead.

"Well, okay, but can Qu Shuai fight me after he recovers from his injury?"

"Yes!"