Zhang Jiao sighed heavily, pretending to be helpless, "A certain has always believed in his brother, he said that he has been released, and Mr. can go back!"

Wang Yue snorted coldly, "If the general doesn't agree, I'm afraid that someone can't hold it back and wants to do it to you rebellious ministers and thieves!"

"Are we rebels and thieves?" Zhang Jiao sneered, "Thousands of miles of red land, it is never an empty word, it is me Zhang Jiao, let them eat, what the court has done, only to increase the casualties."

"I don't want to be with someone, send off a guest!" Zhang Jiao stared at Wang Yue coldly, and with a wave of his hand, someone hurriedly sent Wang Yue out.

"The general is really eloquent, Wang Yue was almost entwined in, doesn't the general want to know who will do something to the Yellow Turban Army, and what is the catastrophe?" Wang Yue chuckled, he knew the news of Yuan Shu, and it didn't matter if he stayed here or not.

What's more, it's him who should be nervous now.

"General, don't wait for the Yellow Turban Army to die and have no place to bury before thinking of such a word, and everything will be closed at that time."

Wang Yue opened his mouth lightly all the way outward, but Zhang Jiao was shocked in his heart, he really couldn't think of anyone other than the family alliance army who could clean up the Yellow Turban Army!

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao couldn't take care of it, raised his hand and hurriedly spoke, "Sir, wait, Jiao is willing to ask Mr. to solve his doubts, and Mr. is willing to give what he wants."

Wang Yue's already slow pace completely stopped, turned around and stretched out a finger slowly.

"10,000 gold, or 10,000 horses, this general promised sir!"

Zhang Jiaochang breathed a sigh of relief, the above two things are just a little strapped for money, which is not a pain in the bones, and can still afford it.

"No, what I want is a favor from the general, and if the general agrees, I will tell the general the whole thing."

Wang Yue spoke slowly, but he didn't want to say yes or die, that favor, he couldn't tell what to repay.

"Fifty thousand horses, or fifty thousand gold, no more." Zhang Jiao opened his mouth with a painful face.

"The general has planned well, and he is more willing to let the Yellow Turban Army suffer a catastrophe than a favor, then these people are really the wrong boss!" Wang Yue opened his mouth coldly and left without hesitation, "The Yellow Turban Army, under the leadership of your brothers, will be destroyed one day."

There was a sigh left and right, Zhang Jiao hesitated again and again, but he had to agree, Wang Yue said slowly with a smile on his face.

"Have you heard of Nanhua Old Immortal Zuo Ci?"

"Yes, there is no way." Zhang Jiao's eyes were glazed, he really didn't want to say a word to this king.

"He has known a certain person since he was a child, but I am afraid that he has already arrived under Lord Lu Zhi and persuaded Lu Zhi to go to war with Ye Feng, and this will be the reason for the destruction of the Yellow Turban Army!" Wang Yue laughed a few times and left slowly.

"It's just a small boost."

"Under the nest, there are eggs!"

Wang Yue laughed wildly a few times, and these words pierced Zhang Jiao's heart like a thorn.

The clown was himself.

I was bought and counted down the money.

"Someone, someone," After a few consecutive sounds, someone from the left and right came out, Zhang Jiao took a deep breath, and said coldly to the two yellow turban leaders, "You two, each order 20,000 people, and rob and kill Wang Yue halfway."

"General, this?" The Yellow Turban Leader hesitated, "I'm afraid we're not his opponents!"

"If 10,000 horses don't work, then 20,000 horses, I want to see how many he can kill!" Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth with hatred and spoke coldly.

Everyone is not Zhao Zilong, and he has the ability to enter and exit seven times.

The leader of the yellow turban thought about it again and again, anyway, he didn't fight to kill the enemy bravely, what could he not agree, then nodded, and ordered his troops and horses to keep up with Wang Yue.

Wang Yue's speed is extremely fast, thanks to these Yellow Turban Army, which are also the elite raised by Zhang Jiao, one person, two or three horses, this can barely keep up, and when he reaches the dense forest, Wang Yue suddenly finds that there are people following behind him.

"Where did you come from, what kind of conspiracy is you playing behind your back, get out of here." The sword moved slightly, and the leader of the yellow turban stepped out.

"It's just that you offended someone who shouldn't be offended, give it to me."

With a wave of his hand, five or six thousand people surrounded Wang Yue with a shield in one hand and a spear in the other.

"Kill me!" With a slight wave of his hand, Wang Yue's peripheral Yellow Turban Army rushed up, and Wang Yue couldn't help but roar when he looked at this mortal situation.

"I believe in your ghost, what's the use of asking for a captain's position, now my life is going to be lost here! Someone's life is in danger!"

The Yellow Turban Army didn't care so much, it rushed straight up, this Wang Yue was also a talent, he jumped up, grabbed the spear, and the sword flew up and down, and the innermost Yellow Turban Army died under the sword for a while.

"Who else dares to fight!" Wang Yue let out a long roar, and the movements in his hands did not stop, and no one dared to step forward for a while.

"Brothers, kill him, the general will definitely be rewarded, and he will be promoted to the rank of knight, right now." The leader of the Yellow Turban was quite tempting, and the Yellow Turban Army, which was originally a little slower in attack, moved forward as if it had been beaten with chicken blood.

After all, Wang Yue was exhausted, and of course it was not ruled out that the Yellow Turban Army did not talk about martial arts.

Wang Yue, who was covered in blood, laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, there are 1,324 people to bury me today, it's worth it!" As if he had exhausted his last strength, he knelt on the ground with the sword in his hand, "My king Yue begged for death!"

"What a big breath, killing so many of my brothers, and still wanting to die quickly, daydreaming."

The leader of the yellow scarf sneered coldly, and immediately someone came out with a lasso in hand, covering Wang Yue's limbs and head, and straining tightly, "If you want to die, it's not so easy."

Wang Yue's face turned red, his hands and legs continued to curl, and with a "collapse~" sound, he was straightened again.

"Even if the king of heaven Lao Tzu comes today, he can't save you, I didn't expect that I, Zhang San, would have such a day."

"Brother, even if His Majesty comes, let him die here today, how about it?"

"You and my brothers are united, and the Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save him when he comes!" The two yellow scarf leaders laughed and pulled the rope.

"If anyone can save him, I will kneel down and kowtow to call him grandpa." A yellow scarf collar joked.

"Today is your time of death!"

The two yellow turban leaders were just about to exert their strength, when they heard a faint sentence from outside, "But I don't have a grandson like you."

"Who dares to meddle with our brothers' affairs?" The two yellow turban leaders roared angrily, turned their heads to look, and the young man with the overlord halberd in one hand and the black horse under his crotch stared at him with a clear face.

"That hairy boy of that family, dare to meddle with Uncle Ben's affairs, don't get out of here!" The yellow turban leader waved his hand to drive away.

"Listen, it is the King of Chu who His Majesty enshrined, Ye Feng!" Ye Feng turned the overlord halberd in his hand and dismounted.

"Beautiful, it's just a showcase, I'll let you see your grandfather and my skills today." One of the yellow turban leaders roared fiercely, rushing over with a spear, and the other was holding a ghost head knife, and the spear held the overlord halberd and the ghost head knife slashed head-on.

Ye Feng inherited the physical fitness and battle consciousness of the overlord of Chu, turned the overlord halberd, and the spear was instantly taken out of his hand, blocking the ghost head knife head-on.

"Bell!" The ghost head knife was broken in two, and seeing the overlord halberd falling, the yellow turban leader hurriedly shouted.

"Look at the spear."

The spear kept spinning and rushed towards Ye Feng, Ye Feng could only block, seize this gap, the yellow turban leader pulled his legs and ran, and the other was still pulled by Ye Feng in his hand.

The yellow turban leader who was holding it in his hand looked away and stammered, "Don't, don't, kill me, I'll promise you anything."

"Who told you to kill him?" The overlord halberd pointed at Wang Yue, the face of the yellow turban leader changed, and he was about to speak, only to see that the yellow turban army dealing with Wang Yue was moving faster and faster.

"Don't? Help me!" The leader of the yellow turban shouted with all his might, and Ye Feng sneered coldly, "He is dead, you don't want to survive, let him go, I will spare your life!"

"Is that true?"

"There is no lie, what's more, you still have a choice now," Ye Feng snorted coldly, which made the Yellow Turban Leader's heart cold for a while, and he could only speak, "Brother, let Wang Yue go, he, we can't afford to mess with him."

"Oh, I'm not just a hairy boy, we can

Killing Wang Yue can't deal with him, not to mention what a great credit it will be as long as you kill him, brother, don't worry, I will give you a glass of water and wine today next year." The Yellow Turban Collar looked greedy, "Brothers, do it."

"Dogs can't change their!" Ye Feng raised his hand and threw the Yellow Turban Leader out, knocking over several Yellow Turban Army.

"Brother, I'll just say that he won't do anything to you, let the brothers do it, kill him." The leader of the Yellow Turban said coldly, and the remaining more than 10,000 Yellow Turban troops rushed up.

The overlord halberd in Ye Feng's hand is even more vigorous, coupled with the physique of the overlord of Chu, the Yellow Turban Army is constantly flying out, and the Yellow Turban leader has already had the heart to retreat when he sees this scene.

In an instant, half of the Yellow Turban Army was gone, and the voice of the system in Ye Feng's mind kept remembering, the Yellow Turban leader couldn't care much, and hurriedly greeted back, "Brother, let's go quickly, we are not his opponents."

"Yes, brother, neither of us is his opponent, you left me alone just now." The leader spoke coldly.

As soon as the words fell, one person turned his head to look, and between the lightning and flint, a dagger probed into the waist of the predecessor, "Brother, don't worry, I will give you two glasses of water and wine today next year."

"You!" Spit out a mouthful of blood, the yellow turban leader fell from his horse, Ye Feng was getting the reward, only to hear someone shouting, "The leader is dead, surrender quickly to save you from waiting for death!"

Ye Feng angrily looked at the source of the voice, but it was already too late, the person disappeared in three or two steps, but the Yellow Turban Army was separated, and Ye Feng was powerless to chase after him.

Looking at the rest of the Yellow Turban Leader, he slapped himself while sobbing, "Grandpa, I'm an animal, I'm not a human, I shouldn't have done these things, spare my life." br>

Seeing that Ye Feng was indifferent, the leader of the yellow scarf hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, and the blood flowed for a while.

"In that case...... Ye Feng just wanted to open his mouth to hear only one sentence, "If you want these people to waste food, it is better to kill them all."