Here, Wang Ping hurriedly took out Zhou Yu's military card, looked at the black and gray military general image on it, and felt that the other party was not really dead, so he let go of his heart, looked back at Zhang Jiao, who was glaring at him unwillingly, and turned to kill outside the city. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that at this time, under the threat and intimidation of Zhang Jiao, all the Yellow Turban troops are desperately blocking it, with the Yellow Turban wrestlers who are not afraid of death, coupled with the new group of ghost soldiers, Wang Ping's march is extremely difficult, and he is already unable to enter again when he barely kills at the city gate, especially at this time, without Zhou Yu's skill assistance, their soldiers and generals will not be able to replenish again, which makes their troops less and less, and the impact strength is gradually weakening.

Looking at the corpses stacked in the city gate hole in front of him and the surging Yellow Turban Army, Wang Ping's brows furrowed even tighter, and his mind turned to Dong Zhuo and the others, seeing that Dong Zhuo had finished gathering qi, he immediately launched his skills, and a large number of fire bull phantoms appeared to directly empty the city gate hole, and even the heavy gate was smashed into cracks.

Looking at the crumbling gate, Wang Ping also increased his strength again, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, his left palm was half a circle, and his right palm was pushed out violently, accompanied by a high-spirited dragon roar.

'Kang Long...... There are regrets! ’

'Boom! There was a thud, and the heavy gate was shattered in the palm.

"Lord!" A rough shout came.

Wang Ping turned around, but Cao Ren turned his head to look at him, with anxious emotions in his eyes, Wang Ping instantly realized, and immediately triggered the power of the bloodline to launch his martial arts skills.

"Hahahaha! Thief, suffer death!! Cao Ren brandished the strange broadsword in his hand and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army, and the remaining sword and shield soldiers under his command also rushed forward with him, and thanks to the power of his skills, he and his soldiers all had the ability to reduce damage, making them even more fearless to delay the evacuation of Wang Ping.

Here Zhang Jiao saw that the other party used all kinds of strange Taoist techniques, and his pale face was even more ugly, and he gritted his teeth and jumped up again, and the strange spells and footwork were used quickly, but the movements were getting slower and slower, and blood began to flow out of his mouth, but he still did not stop moving, and after a period of painful struggle, he finally completed the spell with difficulty, and accompanied by his large mouthful of blood spurting out, and instantly there was a tendency to incarnate 'to pierce the intestines'.

And with his tragic use of the spell, the thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers who still had their minds in Guangzong City turned into a 'zombie' mode of crazy demons collectively, and the ghost soldiers who were summoned by him instead of Xiang Yu and others also instantly radiated blood and rushed towards Cao Ren.

"My lord, please take the first step, and my subordinates will help General Cao!" Seeing the situation here, Lu Meng and the three of them bowed their hands to Wang Ping and said, then turned their horses and rushed towards the city gate again.

Wang Ping turned his head and glanced at a few people, didn't say anything, and immediately cooperated with Lu Meng and Lu Xun to launch their skills, Lu Xun's divine bow and ghost arrows and Lu Meng's blood-sucking throwing, all fell among the crazy yellow turban wrestlers and ghost soldiers, and immediately emptied the area around Cao Ren's body, and the four generals looked at each other and smiled at each other and then blocked the city gate fearlessly, like Huang Jiguang who was very brave enough to block the muzzle.

Zhang Jiao's face here was almost ugly like a group of ghost soldiers, especially after noticing that most of the dead soldiers on the other side had disappeared, his face was even more gloomy. pinched his fingers again and again and calculated, until he was sure that these people had indeed lost their lives, and then he glanced coldly at Wang Ping, who had escaped in the distance, and regardless of the eyes and dissuasion of the people around him, he once again used his Dao technique to spit out blood to the 'zombies' below, making their attacks a little stronger, and it didn't take long for Dong Zhuo and his party to die on the spot.

It's just that the Yellow Turban soldiers didn't have the slightest sense of victory, especially when the corpses of the other party were almost invisible at the scene, and compared with their own more than 10,000 stumps and broken arms, everyone was even more demoralized, but it was the same feeling as losing a battle.

"General, if you don't take that thief's life today, the morale of our army will be ruined!" The middle-aged general named Niujiao bowed down in front of Zhang Jiao with a bitter face.

Zhang Jiao glanced at the other party with a hideous face, and then once again spread throughout the city in a hoarse voice: "The thief's personal guards have been wiped out here, and the remaining court officers and soldiers have become frightened birds." All the soldiers obeyed the order, and all the soldiers under their command followed me to hunt down the thief! Avenge the dead robes! ”

"Revenge!" The middle-aged general was the first to stand up and roar, and the voice of the Yellow Turban soldiers around him gradually rose, and finally everyone who wanted to or not began to chant the word 'revenge'.

Zhang Jiao rode his horse first, turned his head and ordered the middle-aged general to guard the city, and then raised his voice and shouted: "All the soldiers will chase and kill the enemy with me!" ”

"Hunt down the enemy!!" This time, there was no need for middle-aged generals to take the lead, and all the yellow turban generals rushed to shout.

Nearly 100,000 Yellow Turban troops, under the leadership of Zhang Jiao, pursued Wang Ping, and at the forefront were the remnants of the Yellow Turban wrestlers running wildly as the vanguard. Zhang Jiao also saw it at this time, most of the Yellow Turban wrestlers on the left and right had died, and there was no need to cherish the remaining thousands of people, as long as he could capture and kill the thief this time, there would be as many Yellow Turban wrestlers as he wanted in the future. So he simply used his own blood as a guide to stimulate the ferocity of all the Yellow Turban wrestlers, turned all the remaining Yellow Turban wrestlers into crazy mode, and used them as the vanguard to hunt down Wang Ping and his party, striving to destroy the annoying boy in one fell swoop.

And Wang Ping, who was here, led the guards who stayed in the camp, and fled into the distance in a hurry, leaving behind grain, grass, baggage, and even weapons and armor all the way, pointing out the direction for Zhang Jiao and his party.

In this case, all the conspiracy has turned into a conspiracy, regardless of whether the other party sees his thoughts or not, the other party must grit his teeth and chase after him, if there is no decent victory, the military spirit of the entire Yellow Turban Army will be completely broken, and even if the other party has hundreds of thousands of soldiers, it will be useless, and he can directly scare them into surrendering on their knees by pulling a team casually. So Wang Ping didn't worry that the other party would see his plan at all, because he won both horizontally and vertically.

This war was already doomed when Wang Ping destroyed the talisman seal on Xiang Yu and others, from beginning to end Wang Ping's imaginary enemy was only Zhang Jiao, a god stick who didn't know the depths, and the unfamiliarity with the strength of the characters in the Xianxia world was his biggest concern, and now Wang Ping, who had almost seen the depth of the other party, had almost nothing to worry about, and the superfluous consideration was just how much he lost.

So when he turned a dirt slope, Wang Ping would make peace with Zhu He and the others who had been waiting here for a long time, avoiding everyone's attention and summoning Guan Feng and the other five people to stimulate the state of war, Wang Ping directly took out his strongest combat power and waited for the arrival of Zhang Jiao and his party.

Then, when the pale Zhang Jiao turned the dirt slope, he was greeted by a familiar word.

"Hahahaha! Old thief! Wait a minute! ”