Chapter 116 Zhang Niujiao (for Xu ~ 10,000 book coins plus more!)

Since the day of the announcement of the start of the army in the seventh year of Guanghe, the entire land of the Han Dynasty has been full of wars. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

From south to north, from east to west, the Yellow Turbans, who believed in the great sages and good teachers, fought fiercely with the local army of the Han Dynasty.

Of course, it started with a winning streak.

Because the decaying Eastern Han court was not ready for a big war.

Their armament is weakened, their combat effectiveness is low, and they are vulnerable.

And when the local lord class and the big families really raise troops to enter the battlefield, the development of the yellow turban will be curbed and finally killed.

However, everything looks good now......

Lu Yun stood in the clouds, looking down at the battlefield in front of Linzi City, looking at the increasingly strong changes in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the distance, looking at the sword light runes that were becoming more and more prosperous, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

Runes, sword lights.

When the means of cultivators exist on the battlefield, the people who besiege Linzi are naturally not ordinary yellow scarves.

They must be the best of the best.

At a certain time, a bright sword light swept at high speed against the lower edge of the black cloud in the sky, and did not stab at Lu Yun, but suddenly turned sharply, directly cutting a figure in the city who seemed to be the leader into two pieces, and above the city gate, a panicked cry sounded.

Linzi City is about to be broken!

Lu Yun came to this conclusion.

This Yellow Turban Army is too powerful.

Whether in history or in the present, the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou is a strong army.

And correspondingly, it was Qingzhou Thorn Shi Jiaohe, who was too mediocre and incompetent, and he fled before he could fight with the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

And now that the city defender who was hurriedly promoted will be killed again, can Linzi City not be broken?

The fate of Linzi City has been decided.

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Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army, faintly divided into two parts.

The outermost layer is the ordinary people in ragged clothes and with pale faces. What they held in their hands was not a sharp sword, nor a sword or a spear, but a very rudimentary weapon such as sticks and farm tools.

This is the lowest level of the Han people, they can't live anymore, they can only follow the great sages and good teachers, and find a way to live.

Natural disasters continued, first drought, then floods, and locusts transiting, and the Central Plains was bare for thousands of miles, and there was no harvest.

What else can you do if you don't do it?

Their weapons are vulnerable, but their resolve is the strongest.

They have no hesitation and are not afraid of death!

In addition to the outermost ordinary people, in the center are a Taoist wrapped in a yellow scarf and wearing a Taoist robe.

They are the Taoists of the Taiping Dao.

One by one, the Taoists, or chanting spells, or the flying swords of the imperial envoys, constantly launched attacks on Linzi City, killing the existence of the city one by one.

They are the most terrifying Taiping Daoists on the battlefield.

And in the center of the Taoist, there is a white horse.

On top of the white horse, there is a young Taoist.

The surrounding Taiping Daoists are mainly based on this young Taoist.

This young Taoist is naturally the supreme commander of this group of Yellow Turban Army.

He is Zhang Niujiao, the true disciple of the great sage and good teacher.

In the eyes of ordinary people who believe in the Great Sage and Good Master, the true disciples of the Great Sage and Good Master are tantamount to immortal-like existences, and when this immortal-like existence killed the supreme general defending the city with a flying sword, they could hardly contain their excitement and roared wildly.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!"

The voice of this sentence is spread ten, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand.

When he landed, the battlefield was full of shouts of "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!"

As the shouts became heavier, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more frenetic, gradually to the point of madness.

The breath of tens of thousands of people formed a piece.

The peasant army, which had no combat effectiveness, suddenly condensed into a whole.

An unstoppable whole.

Their combat power has increased several times over.

And Zhang Niujiao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army this time, had a cold gaze, and waved an edict in his hand.

The powerful and infinitely powerful Yellow Turban Lux appeared from the void and rushed towards the defenders of Linzi, who had already looked stupid.

"Kill!"

The supreme commander of the Yellow Turban Army finally gave the order.

The peasants on the periphery began to charge.

The Taoists of Taiping Dao also began to charge.

The whole land began to shake.

The high walls of Linzi City trembled incessantly, and years of ash fell.

The yellow army between heaven and earth came like a tide, and Linzi City was instantly submerged.

The yellow scarf broke in one day.

The governance of Qingzhou...... Nope.

Qingzhou's assassin Shi abandoned the city and fled earlier, which can be regarded as dead.

"From now on, Qingzhou has no history of thorns!"

Lu Yun walked above the nine heavens and walked with the Yellow Turbans.

Qingzhou has no history of thorns, and his opportunity has come.

As for following this yellow scarf, it was because he was bored, and it was also to verify one of his conjectures.

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The elite of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou broke Linzi, and broke Kong Rong, Kong Rong fled to Duchang, and was followed by the Yellow Turban Army and surrounded Duchang.

The army of the Yellow Turban is still under the command of Zhang Niujiao, but it is only the guard of Duchang, which is not comparable to Linzi.

In the history of Linzi City, the Yellow Turban had fled before it arrived, and Duchang had thousands of troops from the Han Dynasty, and there were generals in the army who strictly defended and resisted desperately, and the Yellow Turban could not win for a while.

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In the center of the Yellow Turban Army, the young Taoist Zhang Niujiao is still surrounded by stars and moons, but his mood is not very good.

The land of Duchang could have been conquered in one day according to his plan.

How can a small city resist his Yellow Turban Heavenly Army?

What's more, his Yellow Turban Heavenly Army is the elite of the elite, and he himself is the true disciple of the Great Sage and Good Master, inheriting the exquisite Taoism of the Great Sage and Good Master.

He cultivated a flying sword and killed people ten miles away, even if the enemy army was guarding the city, it was just a sword matter for him.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

However, just as he was about to kill the Duchang guard, a white-robed young general suddenly appeared, disrupting his deployment.

First an arrow stopped his flying sword and wounded his heart.

An arrow came and almost killed him!

If it weren't for the teacher's charm to fend off an arrow for him, this time, he would have died.

He had no choice but to retreat ten miles.

Such revenge must be avenged!

At some point, he looked up at the dense crowd on the northern city wall, and said in a deep voice: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!"

His tone was not very heavy, but his voice was extremely grand, like thunder, and it spread throughout the Yellow Turban Army.

The high voice began to echo in the Yellow Turban Army again, and the tired Yellow Turban soldiers, inspired by the voice, and blessed by the magic of the Taiping Dao people, seemed to have gained strength and courage in an instant, and rushed towards the battle line of Duchang City with shouts.

The smoke and dust danced wildly, and the earth shook uneasily.

At this moment, the gate of Duchang was opened, and a Han cavalry rushed out of the gate.

Led by a white-robed young general.