Chapter 116 Zhang Niujiao (for Xu~10,000 book coins are updated!)

Since the revival of Taiping Road in the seventh year of Guanghe, war has been everywhere in the entire Han Dynasty.

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

Of course, it was a winning streak at the beginning.

Because the corrupt Eastern Han court was not prepared for a great war.

Their military equipment is declining, their combat power is low, and they are vulnerable.

When the local master class and aristocratic families really put their troops into the battlefield, the development of the Yellow Turbans will be curbed and eventually killed.

However, everything now looks good...

Lu Yun stood in the clouds, looking down at the battlefield in front of Linzi City, watching the increasingly intense changes in the world's vitality in the distance, and the increasingly prosperous sword light and talismans, the expression on his face changed slightly.

Talisman, sword light.

When the means of the monks exist on the battlefield, the one who besieged Linzi was naturally not the ordinary Yellow Turbans.

They must be the elite among the elite.

At some point, a bright sword light rushed towards the lower edge of the black cloud in the sky, and did not stab Lu Yun, but suddenly turned sharply and directly cut a figure who seemed to be the leader in the city into two sections. A panic scream sounded above the city gate.

Linzi City is about to be destroyed!

Lu Yun came to this conclusion.

This Yellow Turban Army is too powerful.

Whether in history or in front of you, the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou is a strong army.

Correspondingly, Jiao He, the governor of Qingzhou, was too stupid and incompetent. Before he could fight with the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, he fled.

Now that the city lord who was hurriedly elected was killed, how could Linzi City not be destroyed?

The fate of Linzi City has been decided.

...

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army were vaguely divided into two parts.

The outermost layer is ordinary people in ragged clothes and slutty faces. What they hold is not sharp swords or guns, but extremely simple weapons such as wooden sticks and farm tools.

This is the lowest-level people of the Han Dynasty. They can no longer survive and can only follow the great wise and good teachers to find a way out.

Natural disasters are constantly occurring, first drought, flood, and locusts pass through. The land of the Central Plains is barren for thousands of miles, and the particles are not harvested.

What else can I do if I don’t fight back?

Their weapons are fragile, but their determination is the most powerful.

They are determined and are not afraid of death!

Except for the most ordinary people, the center is Taoist people wearing yellow turbans and wearing Taoist robes.

They are Taoists of Taiping Dao.

Taoists, one by one, either recited talismans or commanded flying swords, constantly launched attacks on Linzi City, killing the defenders of the city.

They are the Taiping Daodao people on the battlefield that scares the city guards the most.

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

Above the white horse, is a young Taoist.

The Taoist people around Taiping are mainly this young Taoist.

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

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

The true disciples of the Great Sage and Good Teachers are no different from gods in the eyes of ordinary people who believe in the Great Sage and Good Teachers. When this god-like existence killed the highest general guarding the city with a flying sword, they were even more unable to curb their excitement and started roaring wildly.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

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

The voice of this sentence is transmitted from ten to ten, ten to hundreds, hundreds to thousands, and thousands to thousands to thousands.

Instantly, 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 frenzy, gradually becoming crazy.

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

The peasant army without combat effectiveness suddenly formed a whole.

An unstoppable whole.

Their combat power increased several times.

This time, Zhang Niujiao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, had a cold look and waved a talisman in his hand.

The powerful and powerful Yellow Turbans appeared from the void and rushed towards the Linzi defenders who had already been stunned.

"kill!"

The Yellow Turban Army's highest commander finally ordered.

The farmers on the periphery began to charge.

The Taoist people from Taiping Dao also began to charge.

The entire land began to vibrate.

The high walls of Linzi City kept trembling, and the years of dust fell.

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

The Yellow Turbans defeat Linzi in one day.

The capital of Qingzhou...is gone.

The governor of Qingzhou abandoned the city and fled earlier, and he was considered dead.

"From now on, Qingzhou will be out of the governor!"

Lu Yun walked over the nine heavens and followed the Yellow Turbans.

Qingzhou lost the governor, and his chance came.

As for following this Yellow Turban, it was because he was bored and he also wanted to verify his conjecture.

...

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

The Yellow Turban army is still under Zhang Niujiao's command, but the guards of Duchang are beyond Linzi's ability.

The governor of Linzi City, the Yellow Turban fled before he arrived. There were thousands of Han troops in Duchang, and there were also generals in the army who were strictly guarding and resisting to the death. The Yellow Turban could not win for the time being.

...

At the center of the Yellow Turban Army, the young Taoist Zhang Niujiao was still surrounded by stars and moons, but he was not in a good mood.

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 among the elites. He himself is a true disciple of the great wise and good teachers, and has inherited the exquisite Taoist teachings of the great wise and good teachers.

He cultivated a flying sword and killed people ten miles away. Even if the enemy guard was above the city, it was just a matter of controlling the sword.

He thought so and did the same.

However, just as he was about to kill the Duchang guard, a young general who suddenly appeared in white robe disrupted his deployment.

There was an arrow that blocked his flying sword and caused his mind to be injured.

A flying arrow that came soon almost killed him!

If it weren't for the teacher's talisman that blocked him an arrow, this time he would probably die.

He had no choice but to retreat ten miles.

Such revenge must be avenged!

At some point, he looked up at the dense crowds of people on the northern city walls 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, spreading throughout the Yellow Turban Army.

The high voice began to echo in the Yellow Turban Army again. Inspired by the sound, the tired Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to have gained strength and courage instantly, and rushed towards the front line of Duchang City with shouts.

The smoke and dust dance wildly, and the earth shakes uneasy.

At this moment, the gate of Duchang opened wide and a large Han cavalry rushed out of the gate.
Chapter completed!