Zhang Cai suddenly raised his arms to the sky, holding an old bamboo slip tightly in his hand.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. The year is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious. ”

This spell, which he had been brewing for a long time while taking the opportunity to speak, was now at the most critical step. The sound was obviously not loud, but in the entire chaotic battlefield, it was heard in everyone's ears and could be heard clearly.

A sense of powerlessness came to his heart, Gao Heng knew that this Yellow Turban Sage Master must be preparing to amplify his moves, but unfortunately, he couldn't do anything now, and he didn't even know what the other party's big move was.

It was dark.

It was obviously night, but everyone invariably felt that the whole world had become black clouds and pressed the city, as if the clouds in the sky had pressed down all at once, giving people a heavy feeling.

The bean-sized raindrops fell without warning, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and it was basically just a few breaths before it formed a downpour.

"Huo Hao." Suddenly, a dazzling electric light illuminated the sky and the earth, and under the lightning, I saw a dense cloud in the sky. The wind blew, blowing the corners of people's clothes and flying sand and stones. And in the strong wind sweeping, the face of the Yellow Turban Sage Zhang Cai was extremely hideous, his toes were off the ground, and his body gradually floated into the air as if it violated gravity.

The roll of old bamboo slips that was held tightly by Zhang Cai made a loud noise.

The wind rises, the rain falls. Violent storm. Electric snakes in the sky.

Strategist: Calling for wind and rain.

Although Daniel Zhang was slightly defeated in the siege of Deng Hu and Pang Hai, seeing the almost earth-changing power of this scene, his face couldn't help but flash a touch of fanaticism. All the yellow turbans shouted with excitement and became brave, while the villagers trembled under the terrifying power of the heavens, and the wind shook their bodies, and the rain blurred their vision and soaked their clothes. The soaked clothes were covered with water, and they stuck to their bodies heavily, making their movements a lot slower.

And the yellow turban thieves were not affected at all under the storm, but were as fierce as fish in water.

No one saw that Zhang Cai, who caused all this, looked like he was twenty or thirty years old, and his body seemed to be a little more rickety. The bamboo slip in his hand rattled, and it seemed that he might get out of his hand at any time.

"Run!" Gao Heng felt bitter in his heart. The sky is mighty, and this is simply not something that human beings can fight against. Moreover, the strategist's big move is generally brewing for a long time, but the power is huge, if Zhang Cai's brewing has not been finally released, I am afraid that it will ......

Call for wind and rain, change the world.

Zhang Cai floated in the air on the ground under the support of the wind, looking down on the common people like a god. These, this is just the beginning, calling for wind and rain, is one of the strongest military strategies throughout the ages, there are very few people who can successfully perform, and all of them are famous people with nearly 100 wisdom.

"Hahaha, did you think there would be today?" Fiery madness flashed in Zhang Cai's eyes.

Though...... This is with the help of the mana left by the great sage, although it ...... It is necessary to have a scroll of Taiping Essentials when casting, although ...... Forcibly using this peerless military strategy that surpassed his own ability consumed the treasures he had accumulated over the years and decades of longevity, but everything was worth it.

Chaowen said, you can die at night!

It's just a pity that after all, his own strength is not good, and it is difficult to give full play to the power of his skills. In the past, the great sages and good soldiers seized Jizhou, with the help of the Taiping technique to perform the wind and rain to cover more than 90 miles, Zhang Liang, the head of the three heroes in the early Han Dynasty, it is rumored that when he held the art of war, the wind and rain were all over the county of 100 miles. And he can only affect the small Gaoxiang Pavilion for ten miles.

"Hahaha, you and other mortals will all die today!" Zhang Cai laughed almost like a madman, "Calling the wind and calling the rain is the magic skill of the ancients!" Relying on this technique, you can lead five thunders to the top, you can flood the three armies, and you can order the dragon to dance. ”

Calling for wind and rain, it can call for strong winds, it can call out torrential rain, dark clouds can overpower, and it can attract lightning and thunderbolts. All kinds of natural powers, all in the raise of your hand. With the bonus of the Strategist, when the caster casts other skills related to wind, thunder, and water, not only the spell consumption is negligible, but the spell power will also be increased by at least several times, which is very terrifying.

Riding on the wind, the caster can effortlessly change the force of the wind, resulting in a whirling dragon dance. The torrential rain poured down, and there was enough water on the ground to flood the three armies. And after these group skills, it is a super single skill, five thunders!

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Cai is almost crazy under ecstasy.

In the face of Tianwei, many villagers were frightened and scattered, wanting to flee.

"It's ridiculous and lamentable, a thief is a thief after all, if you are Zhang Jiao, the old man is naturally helpless, but unfortunately, you are not even one-tenth of Zhang Jiao, it is not as good as it!" In the ancestral hall, Liu Laoweng is still calm.

Then, the door of the ancestral hall, which had been closed, slowly opened.

Gao Heng, who had already quietly retreated more than a dozen steps, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he heard the sound. If there is a choice, he really doesn't want to fail and run away, although Zhang Cai looks like a god descending from heaven, but as long as Gao Heng is not stupid, he can see that Zhang Cai is actually using the bamboo slips in his hand, and the bamboo slips reveal the mottling of ancient vicissitudes, which is obviously not ordinary.

And the more dangerous the process, it also shows that the reward of this rescue is richer, this is the world of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, and the famous people are everywhere.

"Even the old thief of Huangfu has fallen out of the list of famous generals in the dying curse of the great sage and good teacher, you are a good man in the county, old and frail, and you have already been reduced to an ordinary official, can you still use the military strategy?" Zhang Cai was startled, staring at a pair of slightly narrow triangular eyes, staring at Liu Laoweng who was guarded by a group of elite families.

Liu Laoweng was dressed in Confucian clothes, more than fifty years old, with a broad face and long beard, holding books, looking like an old master lecturing in a private school.

Outside the ancestral hall, there was a violent storm, and inside the ancestral hall, there was no wind or rain, and it was like two different worlds in an instant.

"You are poised to do it, don't you really think that the old man can't detect the slightest clue in the ancestral hall? Also, I'm afraid that before this, I am afraid that you have at least fasted and prayed and sacrificed for more than a year. ”

Liu Laoweng's eyelids were full of hatred, this time the yellow turban thieves attacked, and he was caught off guard, and his son and daughter-in-law had all died tragically.

"I was careless, but I didn't expect that the remnants of Guangzong Taiping Dao have been watching on the side!"

"Destroy you first, and the next one should be the old thief of the emperor. Since ancient times, there is no one who is not suspicious, I am not in a hurry, wait slowly, and finally wait until the time when the old thief of Huangfu is imprisoned......" Zhang Cai's face was hideous and terrifying.

"Heaven opens humanities, Lu Xing Spring and Autumn." Liu Laoweng closed his eyes suddenly, his sleeve robe bulged, and then he saw a thin piece of paper staggering towards the door.

The wind blew, but it couldn't change the direction of the page. The rainstorm fell, but it couldn't get wet.

The page was originally full of official books, but with Liu Laoweng's words, the words on the page suddenly distorted like tadpole text, and then a phantom of an old man appeared in the open space outside the door. It was a Confucian who was concentrating on recording something in the bamboo slips with a carving knife, and the clothes and ornaments were ancient, and he had the charm of the Lu country in the Spring and Autumn Period.

That's Lu Guofu Kong Zhongni carving "Spring and Autumn"!

There was a loud thunderclap, and lightning illuminated Gao Heng's face.

"Taishi engraved books, and the history has declined." As soon as the phantom changed, a middle-aged man dressed as a eunuch carefully wrote down things on the bamboo slips, as if he was afraid that others would find out.

Ma Qian, Taishi Company, was punished by the palace for angering Emperor Xiaowu of the former Han Dynasty, but he was disabled and strong, and after 14 years, he wrote the "Historical Records".

The sound is getting louder and louder.

Zhang Cai's color changed.

The Spring and Autumn Period, the historical records, carry the historical rise and fall of the Chinese ancestors, and represent the vicissitudes of time.

"Following the end of the five emperors, the next three generations of unification ......" Liu Laoweng said sentence by sentence, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, although there is still a following, but it is obviously impossible to recite.

But nevertheless, it is enough.

Without warning, the pages shattered like powder, and when the wind and rain blew, they melted into the whole world and then disappeared without a trace.

With the next breath, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the clouds dispersed. The bright moonlight fell like a waterfall, almost like day, but only for a moment, and then it dimmed.

Strategist: Lift the clouds and see the sun.

"Impossible! Calling the wind and rain is an ancient magic skill, one of the strongest military strategies......" Zhang Cai jumped to the ground, his face was as pale as paper, and he muttered in disbelief.

"This is a fragment of the historical record written by Li Ying, the great Confucian Li Ying, and Li Yuanli." The corners of Liu Laoweng's mouth oozed blood, "Although it is strong to call for wind and rain, it is not your own, and it is forcibly promoted by relying on foreign objects, and it is easy to break." ”

"The strategy of the unparalleled army is unexpectedly defeated by the clouds, I don't accept it!" Zhang Cai sat on the ground, unable to move.

"You are only more than fifty wise, if you don't have a volume of Taiping Technique, can you make the clouds see the sun? Do you dare to speak out? Liu Laoweng sneered.

"Hahaha, can you use it? Didn't he also borrow the fragments of the historical records, the old man ......" Zhang Cai sneered at him.

"If the old man is at his peak, it's just as easy as a palm!" Liu Laoweng held his shaky body and shouted: "Tonight, kill the Yellow Turban Thief." ”

"Sage, let's retreat first." Daniel Zhang slammed hard, struck Deng Hu with a shield, fought hard to hit Pang Hai, and also had to withdraw from the battlefield, and then hurriedly fled with the skinny Zhang Cai on his back.

The Yellow Turban thieves also had no intention of fighting at this time, and they fled one after another.

After a complete victory, Gao Heng was not happy before he was rushed around in a circle, and Daniel Zhang, who intended to get rid of the pursuit of Deng Hu and Pang Hai, directly hit his shoulder on his chest and flew out.

This collision was powerful and heavy, and in the "click" sound, the ribs where Gao Heng was hit were broken and fractured all of a sudden.

Daniel Zhang glanced coldly at the person who was blocking the road, although he was surprised by the other party's strange clothes, but he didn't care too much, fled all the way to the crowded place, knocked more than a dozen people in a row, and occasionally grabbed a few people and threw them behind him.

"Thieves are hateful!" Pang Hai was so angry that he yelled, he hated it but was helpless, after all, he couldn't catch up.

"Mr. Gao, what's wrong with you?" Deng Hu hurried over, but saw Gao Heng lying on the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth, obviously hurting his internal organs.

"Am I going to die......" Gao Heng looked up at the sky with blank eyes, his mind gradually blurred, although he heard someone talking in his ear, he couldn't hear anything clearly, and he couldn't see anything clearly.