The sound of the tiger prison killing, the blood cloud thirteen.

Zhou Zhou and the three of them stayed far away, and they had no intention of participating, watching the play, standing far away, looking at people was like looking at a code, but they were not frightened by the bloody scene, but felt a little enthusiastic.

"Hey, is this the war of the Demon Reform of the Three Kingdoms? It's incredible. ”

Yi Chun's eyes widened, trying to see the battle in the distance.

The Yellow Turban wrestlers were as brute force as oxen, grabbing two Han soldiers as shields and smashing them, the flesh made a dull loud noise, a huge impact force, and everywhere he went, the ground was full of potholes.

The generals swept away thousands of troops, and the battlefield was full of violent anger, which formed a whirlwind, tearing everything apart, so that ordinary miscellaneous soldiers did not dare to approach, cutting iron, guns, and arrows... All kinds of martial arts are terrifying.

Among them, the most dazzling general is Lu Bu, a halberd drawn by the sky, the horse's hooves tear the earth, and the murderous spirit is unparalleled!

The warlock's magic powers are ever-changing, mysterious and mysterious, but they don't seem very chic when they fight.

Most of the Taiping Dao teachers will only form a soldier with one or two hands, fire escape or wind control techniques, and only a few Qu Shuai level characters who can really be called supernatural warlocks can perform various second techniques, or Senluo illusions affect the Han army, making them kill each other, or control wind and fire, strange beasts and harden the Han army generals.

The most powerful is Bu Ji, a sword with an ice edge, pointing east and west, out of nowhere, killing the eight strong generals under Ma Teng's command to retreat again and again.

However, Lu Bu led reinforcements to the Bingzhou Iron Cavalry, like a blood-stained saber, repeatedly interspersed among the Yellow Turban thieves, five in and five out, and the war horses were replaced by two, stepping on muddy flesh and unwilling wails, killing the Yellow Turbans in fear.

Ma Teng saw that Lu Bu was brave and unparalleled, and drove the Xiliang Jing cavalry to cover his flanks, and 20,000 cavalry galloped vertically and horizontally, and the Yellow Turban thieves were defeated.

The commanders and leaders of the Yellow Turban Army desperately wanted to intercept Lu Bu.

Cheng Yuanzhi, Deng Mao, Gao Sheng, Sun Zhong, and Zong Gong rode horses one after another to meet Lu Bu, and then...

"Let's get the common name~~~!"

"Hugh has to let go~~~ Woo!"

"I'm ~~~ uh!"

"Mix~~~Huh!"

“... Hiccup!"

"Report, enlighten the great sages and good teachers, the Yellow Turban Black Mountain Department of Youzhou has been destroyed, and several Qu Shuai sacrificed bravely for the great ambition. ”

Lu Bu pulled out Fang Tian's painting halberd from the back of the enemy's head, and sneered: "Hmph, no guts bandits, kill Er and other dirty weapons." ”

A gust of wind blew, smashing people's muscles and bones, and penetrating the cold of muscles and penetrating into the bone marrow, which made countless red-eyed soldiers wake up, and their hearts were filled with terrifying fear.

Frost blue, infected with blood.

Zhou Zhou, who was in God's perspective, clearly saw that a thin number of foot soldiers came out from the riverside.

They had pale, cold withered skin, faces as hideous as evil spirits, eyes blue and tyrannical, chain mail on their bodies, and long, thin knives in their hands.

"What is the strength of my army, please also ask the master Xu to taste one or two. ”

Qiao Chuqingli stood on the side of the ship, with a slender body, wearing a light blue gorgeous palace dress to show a more delicate temperament, with fair and delicate skin, and delicate facial features, like a white lotus flower in the deep palace compound that was not stained by mud.

Others will only think that she is a princess from where, only Xu Yu knows the details of this woman, this is the first king of ten thousand ghosts to be recognized as a king-level existence after the recovery of heaven and earth.

"What a majestic army of strange ghosts, Miss Qiao is really capable!"

Xu Yu was shocked in his heart, his face did not show any expression, he praised him, and began to test Qiao Chuqing.

From the time she heard that Qiao Chuqing gathered to raise the flag, she was wondering where Qiao Chuqing pulled out a ghost, after all, Liu An, the king of Huainan in history, was looking for immortals and asking questions, serving Jindan and dying, and had never bought soldiers and horses, so naturally he couldn't talk about being buried with soldiers.

Such a trump card, shouldn't it be pressed in your hand and hidden to death, why is it easy to play?

"You're polite, compared to Xu Da's domineering methods of turning over the clouds and rain, talking and laughing about power, my sister and I are still a little kinder, I can only think of some small means of self-preservation, and I can't put it on the table, so that Xu Da can laugh. ”

Qiao Chuqing led many ghost cultivators to get off the boat and greeted Xu Yu, with a sweet smile and deep meaning.

This army of strangers is just one of the gains she has gained from playing the main god game.

Since Qiao Chuqing chose the alien camp, she naturally had to squeeze out the benefits, she turned over the extremely cold northern realm, only to find the 'magic means' of the son of the forest to create alien ghosts, and with the Penglai spell she exchanged, she finally mastered this means.

A trace of coldness floated in Xu Yu's heart, and he suddenly remembered the dozen or so first-testers who were taken in by the special affairs team and then 'disappeared inexplicably'.

Deterrent?

"Then I really have to thank Miss Qiao for her 'kindness'. ”

Xu Yu was stunned, fortunately, the special case team didn't have the idea of moving the Huiyang ghost building from beginning to end, it was just that the dozen or so wastes were messing around, and they couldn't represent the state machine, and Qiao Chuqing also knew this.

Otherwise, Qiao Chuqing was in a hurry to spread the strange ghosts, and with the current population density of Huaxia, a tragic disaster would be inevitable.

"Master Xu is polite. Qiao Chuqing calmly accepted Xu Yu's 'praise'.

Three thousand ghost soldiers killed the Yellow Turban from the right flank, just facing the Yizhou Yellow Turban led by Zhao Hong.

Yi Xiaoshan, who had a delicate and shy face, held a heavy and powerful eight-sided Han sword in his hand, and killed Zhao Hong on the spot in one round.

Three thousand ghost soldiers are like flowing water, like a light wind, like cold fire, penetrating the Yellow Turban Army.

The power of the strange ghosts is not as brutal as the Yellow Turban Force, but the speed and dexterity are far superior to the Yellow Turban Force.

"Unfortunately, this is war, and strength and defense are more important than speed and skill. ”

Qiao Chuqing sighed faintly, expressing his dissatisfaction with the fact that the three thousand ghost soldiers did not take down a thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers and 50,000 Yellow Turban miscellaneous soldiers.

Enough is enough!

Seeing Qiao Chuqing pretending to be forced, Xu Yu wanted to swear very much.

After observing for a moment, Xu Yu's expression suddenly became strange, and he said sullenly: "This strange ghost... Not contagious?"

Qiao Chuqing raised her smooth chin and smiled reservedly: "Xu Da has good eyesight, it's true." My sister is ashamed that she failed to study the secret of the strange ghost infecting the living dead, but it is okay, at least she will not be destroyed by her own creation like the children of the forest, and there is no providence to drink and peck. ”

Xu Yu's sharp eyes were fixed on Qiao Chuqing's beautiful face, but he couldn't see anything from her face.

"Really, there is a mystery that Miss Qiao can't understand?"

"Of course. ”

With her delicate appearance smiling and singing, Xu Yu couldn't tell whether she was telling the truth or not.

I couldn't tell what the hell was going on in this woman's mind, there must be more than that, but there was no reason to question her, no matter why, it was a good thing for the real world to weaken the contagiousness of the aliens.

And... Song Yu, a Taoist who claimed to be a Kunlun disciple, has never been seen.

Xu Yu was very worried.

The lawless melee lasted for an hour, and both sides could not afford the heavy price of such an exchange, and withdrew their troops one after another.

Eighty thousand yellow turbans died in battle, 30,000 were seriously and lightly injured, and the rest were exhausted, and most of the 6,000 yellow turban wrestlers were killed, making the Zhang brothers' eyelids jump wildly.

The 40,000 Han troops died 15,000 in battle, many foot soldiers, few cavalry, the 20,000 foot soldiers out of the Tiger Prison Pass collapsed, and the cavalry of Bingzhou and Xiliang each lost 1,000, which is heart-wrenching.

After the Tiger Prison Pass, the two 'Song Yu' reunited again after their second meeting half a month ago.

"I don't think so. ”

"I think it's OK. ”

"Then listen to you. ”

The two briefly negotiated and reached a consensus.

Song Yu used the Dao Gate Mystery Method, opened a door under the pass, and brought a few people in.