Zhang Bao doesn’t know Lu Zhi, and he doesn’t think he’s finished.

Six thousand versus one hundred.

This is so much better than Principal Chiang’s advantage two thousand years later!

Moreover, the eight heavenly kings under his command are all said to be brave enough for all men.

What I didn’t say, just fuck him!

Therefore, Zhang Bao, who was full of confidence, immediately commanded his direct relatives to besiege Guan Zhang.

"Ha!"

Seeing four elite monsters surrounding him, Zhang Fei shouted loudly and used his unparalleled magical skill: Enhanced version of Hi C!

Skill description: Enemies within line of sight are paralyzed for one second. Probability effect: Broken bridge flows backwards.

An elite monster suddenly suffered a perforated eardrum on the spot and passed out.

The other three people blocked their ears with their hands to avoid noise pollution.

Tenor Zhang Fei took the lead with a casual poke, knocking the enemy general off his horse.

Zhang Bao's eyes almost fell out: I wiped it, half of them died before the fight started?

He did not believe in evil and turned to look at the red-faced and green-crowned general of the Han army on the other side.

Fortunately, okay, the Four Heavenly Kings have formed an encirclement here and are about to launch an attack. This narrow-eyed man should be dead.

The cautious Guan Yu: squint your eyes? Okay, then don’t blame me for not giving you face.

Mr. Guan Erye’s willow eyebrows stood upright and his phoenix eyes widened as he displayed his unparalleled magical skill: seducing the soul and seizing the soul!

Skill description: Anyone who is seen by Guan Laoer or sees Guan Laoer's eyes will be 100% petrified for 1.5 seconds.

Guan Yu took his time and took his time, 0.5 seconds later, and in the blink of an eye, the three elite monsters returned to bliss.

This time Zhang Bao's jaw dropped to the ground: GM, someone stole the peppercorn bottle... No, someone cheated, and no one took care of it?

GM after retrieving the data: Guan Erye V8 account, you zero krypton player, go home and reflect.

In short, after a wave of melee, Guan and Zhang became braver and smoother as they fought.

Most of the backbone of General Tiangong's men were killed or injured, which is not at the same level.

Zhang Bao suddenly had a big head.

It’s okay if the opponent opens a legendary card, but he actually opens it twice. This game is going against the wind and I will probably kneel down, so I’d better run!

When two armies meet, the brave one wins. Once the general is weak, his subordinates will be even worse.

Therefore, just as Zhang Bao turned the horse's head, the morale of the six thousand Yellow Turban believers collapsed instantly, and Liu Bei's defense was at ease.

Seeing the BOSS monster running away, Guan Zhang had no interest in paying attention to the minions, and started chasing after him.

Logically speaking, the three of them are still a hundred steps away, and Zhang Bao goes first, so it will not be easy for Guan and Zhang to catch up.

But in the stables of the emperor's own army, Yi Shui's purebred horses, both in speed and leg strength, definitely surpassed the civilian war horses.

Therefore, Guan and Zhang were surrounded by double-teams and quickly caught up.

Zhang Bao, who was running wildly, turned his head and looked back when he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him.

Guan Yu saw the right moment and threw it with all his strength, and the long spear flew out of his hand like a meteor flying towards the moon.

"Poof!"

There was a sharp pain in the back of my heart, and a long bloody tip protruded from my chest.

His whole body stiffened, his strength dissipated, and after a few shakes, the once illustrious Digong General fell from his horse and returned to the paradise.

On the other side, Zhang Fei stabbed the flag-bearing soldier to death and seized the battle flag of the moth thief general.

At this time, Guan Yu caught up, leaned down, picked up the pole, and lifted Zhang Bao up.

Zhang Fei saw the opportunity and shouted: "Zhang Bao is dead! Zhang Bao is dead!"

This guy is full of confidence, has huge lung capacity, and his voice is more exaggerated than a tweeter.

On the chaotic battlefield, the voice of "Zhang Bao is dead" spread far and wide.

Zhang Bao's men and horses followed the sound, and everyone was frightened.

When he saw the body raised high and his own battle flag in the hands of the black man of the Han army, the last remaining will to fight was wiped out.

As Zhang Bao's headquarters knelt down and surrendered, more and more Yellow Turban believers gave up their resistance.

Lu Zhi looked at the sky, counting from the time when the Tunqi camp attacked to Zhang Bao's death, not even half an hour.

Winning is too easy, it feels a bit unreal.

No matter what, the five schools of the Northern Army achieved another great victory, especially when they killed one of the three leaders of the Yellow Turbans.

"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the sea is returning home... strong wind, strong wind..."

The Han army sang Gaozu's "Song of the Great Wind" in unison, escorted more than 15,000 captives, and returned to Guangzong City with great pride.

Looking at the body of his second brother and the battle flag, the Great Master cried again.

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth so hard that his eyes were about to burst, but it was of no use.

We were beaten again and again, but we couldn't be saved. We were stoned every day, and our food supply was getting less and less.

There is no way we can survive this day, so we’d better leave!

Lu Zhi dismissed it: If you are an enemy of the country and still want to have a good life, just dream!

The shameless big-eared thief recruited three hundred young and strong "good Han people", one hundred light cavalry, and two hundred crossbowmen.

General Bei Zhonglang's bodyguards, 600 people, are so close to a standard battalion-level unit!

Of course, Liu Bei would also come up with trouble and take half of the captured items from his troops for disposal.

Vice-general, clan member, five captains, everyone has a share.

Now, there is no more gossip.

Anyway, the emperor is directly affiliated with the Zhongyang Army. One more or one less will not matter, and those personal guards themselves will never be able to make a profit.

Besides, the generals and lieutenants are silent, so why should we be so idle? These bastards can love as many people as they want.

The six hundred personal guards selected from tens of thousands of troops are definitely the cream of the Yellow Turban Army.

After these people "reformed", their equipment and treatment were guaranteed, and their combat effectiveness was not necessarily much worse than that of the fifth school.

Moreover, they are grateful, convinced, and absolutely loyal to the three brothers who are capable of both literary and martial arts.

While watching the cannons attacking the city, upon hearing the teacher’s call, the good students immediately went to the big tent to report.

"Xuande, after this battle, do you intend to enter the court or return to Zhuojun?"

Respecting the teacher and respecting the teachings is not just a matter of words, so disciple Liu immediately replied: "What does my teacher mean?"

Lu Zhi thought for a while and continued to ask: "Then what does Xuande want?"

Disciple Liu also thought about it and said decisively: "Disciple is willing to help my teacher."

This answer was very interesting, and Lu Zhi admired it quite a lot. At the same time, he also felt a little guilty for having made a mistake earlier.

Of so many disciples, only Xuande came to his side in times of crisis.

He was very busy, led the horse and kicked the horse, and helped a lot overtly and covertly.

Zuo Feng's changes could not be hidden from Lu Zhi's eyes, and his disciples must have taken some measures.

In order to clear my name, I can pretend not to know, but I have to compensate.

Since the disciple wants to continue to hang his Jinhua ham, it is better to let him return to Zhenzhuo County than to enter the court.

The current court is a big whirlpool. If you are not careful, you will die without a burial. Instead, you will become a prince, and you can advance and retreat at the same time.

The consequences of the Yellow Turban Rebellion will soon appear. The chaos and darkness in the court will only intensify, and the authority of the central government will surely weaken.

Once the local government is divided, it may be easier to deal with it if you have the trust of the emperor inside and the support of the disciples outside.

At the same time, Xuande returned to Zhuo County and supported each other with Bogui, taking control of Youzhou and overlooking Jizhou. In this way, the northeastern part of the empire could be regarded as its basic base.

After thinking clearly, Lu Zhi stopped hiding and explained his idea in a few words.

Hey, another piece of debris has been repaired.

Gongsun Zan and Gongsun Bogui, the magistrate of Zhuoxian County, are actually old classmates?

Of course, his mentor’s idea was basically in line with Liu Bei’s original plan.

The water in the court is too deep and too complicated, and even if I, a Zhuo County bumpkin, can’t stand up to those ruthless people, I won’t be able to fill the gap between my teeth.

I can't go, at least not now.

Hey, if you share a piece of Youzhou soup, will the old classmate riding the white horse fall out?

Who cares? With the support of the teacher, this guy has the ability to turn it over and let me see, hahahaha!

"It all depends on the teacher's arrangement!"
To be continued...