Zhang Bao took the lead, the weapon in his hand swung out, blessed his own martial arts power, and smashed down, I don't know how many bandits who wanted to kill him, take his head, and take it to receive the reward.

"The guy over there, he's a little powerful! I'll meet him. ”

Zhang Cheng saw Zhang Bao's brave performance at this moment, and he also kicked the horse under his crotch with his foot, and immediately galloped out, wielding the double hammer in his hand, and killed Zhang Bao.

Moreover, Ma Santong and others around him also followed closely behind, surrounding Zhang Bao inside, dozens of masters in the cottage, and under the joint efforts, Zhang Bao was simply difficult to parry.

After about dozens of swords and swords, Zhang Bao was caught with a flaw, and fell sharply under his horse, the weapon in his hand was protected in front of him, and he gritted his teeth.

"Kill!"

Zhang Bao struggled to split the weapon in front of him, rolled to the side, bathed in blood all over his body, and gasped all over his body.

In fact, there have been many bandits staring at Zhang Bao's figure for a long time, but they have not been able to find a chance to make a move, and now that Zhang Bao has fallen off his horse, those people below suddenly saw the opportunity, brandished their spears, and stabbed towards Zhang Bao.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and one soldier is difficult to break a thousand soldiers.

Zhang Bao is not Xiang Yu's kind of awesome character who pulls out the mountains and conquers the world, even in the history of the Three Kingdoms, he is not as good as Guan Yu, these first-class fierce generals, and now he encounters such a siege, feeling the sharp blades piercing into the depths of flesh and blood, he can't help but return to the light, waving the blades in his hands, breaking free from these spears that pierce his body, killing several people in front of him, and kneeling on the ground.

"Kill!"

Those bandits were a little shocked when they saw that Zhang Bao still had strength left, and immediately made up for it.

made Zhang Bao completely out of breath.

"Yin Soul is born, and the Yin Soul transformed by such characters must be of high quality. If I eat it, it will be very beneficial. ”

Some of the Yin Spirits floating on the periphery of the battlefield pay attention to the movements on the battlefield, and as long as someone dies, they use magic weapons to collect the newly born military souls on the battlefield, lest these people turn into military spirits and seek revenge on them.

"Hmph, I can kill you before I die, and you will not escape the palm of my hand in the future. ”

King Ming looked at the depths of the battlefield, constantly fighting, and the fallen military spirit, and couldn't help but say with a glint in his eyes.

Many bandits fell in this battle, according to Ma Santong's statistics, these Yellow Turban elites actually killed more than 8,000 of their sons with a force of more than 1,000 people, to know this kind of proportion, it is a little terrifying.

This is still under the pressure of the ghosts and ghosts of King Ming, otherwise, the casualties would be even more tragic.

Of course, there are great losses and a lot of gains, especially King Ming, who collected a large number of elite military souls of the Yellow Turban, and only needs to go back to a little ritual training and brainwashing, and then he can be put into the battlefield.

Just when King Ming was about to go back, suddenly, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, the huge fortress changed hands, and the military flag of the Yellow Turban army fluttered above the fortress.

"Damn, who the hell is it? Dare to take advantage of the emptiness of our nest and take our nest?" Seeing the beacon fire burning in the distance, the bandits who suffered heavy losses changed their faces, especially Ma Santong's mentality was almost exploding, after such a battle, he didn't get half of the benefits, and he lost so many subordinates. Even now that even his own home has been served by someone, this kind of mood can not be described by a sentence of grass and mud horses running wildly in his heart, and he is busy taking two steps forward and saying to the bandit leaders around him.

"How many of you still have to fight?"

"Not much, only about three hundred people. ”

"I have four hundred. ”

"Five hundred. ”

Hearing everyone's answer, Ma Santong's face was gloomy and uncertain, now they have calculated, the number of people who can be put into the battlefield is only 3,000 people, and when they came out, the gap between more than 20,000 people is amazing.

At the same time, he was also secretly frightened by the combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban Elite, "The army of the imperial court really has such terrible combat effectiveness? Or are they actually not the army of the imperial court at all." ”

When cleaning up the battlefield, Ma Santong and others found that Zhang Bao's Yellow Turban troops were completely different from the imperial court armed forces in this world, and they were far from each other in terms of weapons and means.

The court of this world is corrupt and incompetent, if it weren't for the national fortune, I am afraid that the country would have perished long ago.

Otherwise, these bandits would not have lived so nourishingly and could pull up a team of more than 20,000 people.

However, Ma Santong, who had calmed down now, glanced at Zhang Bao's corpse with some annoyance, and said coldly: "I don't care who you are, if you kill so many of my brothers, I will take your head to sacrifice the flag." ”

Say it, let his subordinates cut off Zhang Bao's head, hang a spear on it, and command the people around him: "Follow me and kill back!"

Hearing this, the faces of the surrounding mountain kings couldn't help but change, they didn't plan to kill back, because it might make their foundation all lost, and they didn't have the full strength to speak anymore, so they hesitated.

"This is the order of King Ming. ”

Ma Santong said coldly, how can he be willing to kill back, he knows the strongest degree of the fortress best, the construction of the fortress was presided over by him, and now attacking back, there is no chance of winning at all, and he will only lose his life in vain.

However, he Ma Santong is just a mortal in the rivers and lakes, and he is a big king to save face.

In front of these demons and monsters, they are just a chess piece, and they can't stand up.

"Hey, if I had the opportunity to create and step into the cultivation world, how nice it would be!"

Ma Santong thought of the majesty of King Ming and said.

The king of Ming in his mouth is the first generation of the king of Mawang Mountain, because he saved a traveling Taoist priest before his death, and when he learned that this traveling Taoist priest was young, he had obtained the secret method of the immortal family, and he had a dirty mind in his heart.

The wine was drugged, and he killed this Taoist priest that night and seized the secret method of the Immortal Family on his body.

However, at a glance, he realized that what kind of immortal path method was there, which was basically the demonic path method of the evil demon outer way.

However, even so, he was ecstatic, regarded it as a treasure, and after practicing hard day and night, he trained a terrifying ghost soldier, and there was no opponent in the country.

However, this person is also extremely cautious, knowing that there are people outside the world, and there is a truth outside the sky, and he did not rashly step into the outside world of cultivation, but instead developed obscenely and made a fortune in a low-key manner.

In just a few years, the huge Mawang Mountain has become one of the best bandit forces around, and since then, his ambitions have swelled, and he intends to launch a provocation to the imperial court, however, it hasn't been long before he was beaten half to death, if he hadn't run fast, I'm afraid he would have been gone.

That big war also destroyed his physical body and completely transformed into a ghost cultivator.

The current Ma Santong and others are all his former subordinates, so how dare they disobey King Ming's orders, so they reorganized their troops and horses, and killed them back, intending to teach those who captured their lair a lesson.

"Hey, it seems that General Zhang Bao is more than lucky. ”

Jia Xu, who was standing on the top of the city tower, knew that he couldn't escape, not only could he not go, but he needed to make a great contribution, otherwise, Zhang Jiao would come and see that Zhang Bao was dead, even if he wanted to use his head to discourage.