Chapter 512: Madness

As the days passed, Zhang Jiao had no intention of summoning Li Xing again, and there was silence in the Yellow Turban Army camp, brewing the depression before the war. The Han Dynasty army has also entered the territory of Julu. Zhang Jiao also realized that this battle would determine the fate of the Yellow Turban Army, and he concentrated the elite troops in the hands of Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, preparing to fight a tough battle with the Han army!

Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Jian! The three most representative people of the Three Kingdoms era gathered together, and at this moment they were less than fifty miles away from the Yellow Turban Army camp. In the face of these three leading figures who created the Three Kingdoms era, I believe that anyone who understands the horror of these three people will know what situation the Yellow Turban Army is in at this time?

Li Xing was also at a loss at this time. Because the lineup of the Han army is really terrifying! Not to mention Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Jian, the three Shu, Wei, and Wu leaders and their outstanding generals, even Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Liu Yan, Dong Zhuo, and Gongsun Zhan who came together are enough to make people's scalps tingle!

In contrast, except for the three brothers Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang in the entire Yellow Turban Army, there are almost no characters who can do it.

The army started the battle on the second day, Li Xing stood at the head of Julu City to watch the battle, and history has reached a decisive moment!

The two armies faced each other, the Han army killed a military general called the battle, Zhang Bao's deputy general Gao rose to face the battle, the two fought for more than 50 rounds without winning or losing, and a black-faced general in the Han army's main formation seemed to be waiting a little impatiently. He shouted angrily and slapped his horse out, holding a Zhangba snake spear, and rushed directly towards the two generals in the struggle, He Jin, the commander of the Han army, frowned for a while, and Liu Bei, who was standing in a corner of the camp, also looked uneasy.

The Han army killed a fierce general to help, and the general of the Yellow Turban Army, Bo Cai, also rushed out to help, the black-faced fierce man burst into a shout, and the eight snake spears in his hands set off a gust of wind, flying between the sand and stones, and Bo Cai had been cut off under the horse!

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army were shocked, and the generals of the Han Dynasty were also shocked!

The black-faced general seemed to be not having a good time, and he actually rode a horse and ran to the front of the 200,000 troops of the Yellow Turban Army and shouted, countless bows and arrows shot at him, and as soon as he danced the spear, a gust of wind swept up, and all the arrows that were shot at him were swept away! As if he was worried that the black-faced general would suffer, another peerless fierce general with a red face killed the Han army's main formation, he held a green dragon glaive knife, and shouted: "Third brother! Don't be reckless! ”

The generals were beheaded, and no one else could fight the enemy's generals, and the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was low. In the tent of the Han army, Cao Cao, Sun Jian, Yuan Shao and others said that they could take down the enemy army in one go.

As a result, the Han Dynasty army rushed forward on both wings, and the Chinese army's main formation was also pressed forward, although the number was far less than the Yellow Turban Army, but their offensive was unstoppable! From the beginning of the battle, the Yellow Turban Army was completely in a state of rout, the middle army had Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Yuan Shao, Dong Zhuo and others led the army to kill, they were all unparalleled generals who had awakened the unparalleled martial spirit, almost no one among the generals of the Yellow Turban Army was their enemy, the Han army was unstoppable, and the Yellow Turban Army was a rout!

On the right flank, there were Sun Jian, Huang Gai, Cheng Pu, Han Dang, Liu Yan and other commanders, Zhang Liang's main formation was broken by the Jiangdong Tiger Sun Jian, and the left and right guards swore to defend to the death, which was the encirclement. But Zhang Liang had been seriously injured by Sun Jian and Huang Gai, and when he was sent to Zhang Jiao's camp, he was already angry!

On the left flank, there are Cao Cao, Zhu Jun, Huangpu Song, Gongsun Zan and others, a member of the two hands of the long knife of the fierce general rushed to kill in front of the battle, its force is not under Zhang Fei, Guan Yu two, Cao Cao led the elite infantry directly into Zhang Bao's formation, not long after Zhang Bao rose in the formation of a fog, the people in the fight was a chaos, but then there was a burst of shouting in the fog, but saw Cao Cao carrying a human head covered in blood walked out, roared: "Zhang Bao is dead!" ”

The Yellow Turban Army is in the main formation. There was chaos in Zhang Jiao's tent, Zhang Liang, who was angry, was carried into it, his chest had been completely ruptured, and part of his lungs had even been exposed, such an injury was already incurable, and he was able to survive until now completely by virtue of an amazing willpower!

"Third brother!" Zhang Jiao's face was pale, and his eyes were densely covered with bloodshots. He wore a yellow scarf on his head, he had long lost his original elegance, but with a hideous color, he looked at Zhang Liang in front of him, his eyes were full of grief.

Zhang Liang, who was angry, regained a little consciousness when he heard Zhang Jiao's voice, there was a touch of brilliance in his eyes, and he raised his hand on the back of Zhang Jiao's hand with difficulty, and the penetrated lungs made it difficult for him to breathe, and he didn't have the slightest strength in his whole body, but he still used his last strength to hold his brother's hands, word by word, and said with difficulty: "Cang...... Firmament...... Dead! ……”

"Huang ...... Huang Tian...... When ......'s palm fell weakly, Zhang Liang opened his eyes and looked at his brother in front of him, and his breathing gradually stopped.

- "No!! ”

Zhang Jiao looked up to the sky and roared! A strong wind rose on the flat ground, and the entire camp tent was torn to pieces by the fierce wind blade, and those Yellow Turban sergeants who were waiting nearby were also killed and injured at once!

"The heavens are dead! Huang Tian should stand! ”

Zhang Jiao muttered in a low voice, stretched out his hand and slowly closed Zhang Liang's eyes, I don't know when tears had fallen from his eyes, but they were bloody. Zhang Jiao's face became paler and paler, his hands clenched into fists, and drops of blood slipped from his palms. He knelt in front of Zhang Liang's corpse, buried his head in his knees, and let out a whimpering sound like a beast!

They are different from Liu Guanzhang and the three of them, they are three brothers of one mother, for more than ten years, the three brothers have been running back and forth in the Jizhou area to help the sick, and the two younger brothers have been bumpy with him for half their lives, and have never married a wife, nor have they left heirs, and they have no regrets so far.

Fight the tiger brothers! Fathers and sons in battle!! But today, he is the only one left in the world among the three brothers!

"Destiny!?"

"Hahaha!! ……”

Zhang Jiao was covered in blood, his cloak was scattered, and he looked up to the sky and smiled like crazy: "Destiny is like this!?" …… Destiny is so! …… Hahaha!! …………”

"If the heavens want me to die, then I will die!!" Zhang Jiao got up and looked at the frightened disciples around him, his body seemed to be shrouded in a strange energy, and when the sunlight reached his side, it was as if he had been swallowed by some substance, and wisps of black qi visible to the naked eye overflowed from his body.

There was not a trace of blood on his pale face, and there was no longer the brilliance of the past in his eyes, only a piece of madness remained!

He ripped off the yellow scarf on his head, and said word by word to the disciples around him: "Open the altar!" With that, his figure rose from the ground, strode in the air, and walked towards the altar in the center of the main array. A wisp of yellow scarf falls with the wind. (To be continued.) )