I have Futian in my heart

Chapter 818 Don't use hobbies to challenge majors!
Zheng Xiaoming saw it clearly in the camp, but he thought in his heart, is this a regular army of the Han army?It's quite powerful.

But at this time, a general came with an order: "The county general has an order, ordering you to lead the troops out of the stronghold, cooperate with the friendly army, smash the Yellow Turban in one fell swoop, and take down Wancheng!"

The so-called county general is the county guard, that is, the prefect Qin Jie's!

Since Qin Jie gave the order, Zheng Xiaoming, as a subordinate, of course has no ability to object.

What's more, there is indeed an excellent opportunity in front of us. Although the governor Xu Wei's troops are fighting very well, he does not have many soldiers and horses, and it is difficult to completely eat up the yellow scarves that have left the city.

Especially, if reinforcements are sent in the city, it will be even more impossible!

But now, Nanyang soldiers are out in battle, attacking back and forth, maybe it is possible!
Zheng Xiaoming didn't hesitate at the moment, and directly mobilized five hundred relatively elite soldiers and horses, and rushed out of the camp.

However, he did not rush to lead his troops to charge directly, but moved slowly, approaching the city gate, and then let his men stand in formation.But it is to directly block the return journey of the Yellow Turbans outside the city, and is going to wipe out all the Yellow Turbans leaving the city!
This ambition is also great!
Those who attacked Qin Jie's troops in the southern city were the elite of the Yellow Turbans in the city, while those who attacked Zhu Jun's troops in the north of the city were actually weak soldiers, just playing the role of attacking east and west.

The about [-] yellow turbans who left the city are all the elite among the elite of the yellow turbans in Wancheng.Once the five thousand elite Yellow Turbans are wiped out, Wancheng will fall right around the corner.

Fortunately, the elite yellow turbans who had left the city had already fallen into a frenzy and had no brains. They couldn't even see such an obvious move by Zheng Xiaoming.

Only on the top of the city, Zhao Hong, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army who had just cast the spell, was shocked and angry: "A mere traitor, be bold!"

He shouted angrily, took a spear from the top of the city, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat a mouthful of blood on it.

The spear with a wooden handle, which was originally just an ordinary spear, suddenly turned blood-colored, and countless evil spirits gathered around it, as if dripping blood in an instant.

Then Zhao Hong let go of his hand, and the spear flew down from the top of the city and shot at Zheng Xiaoming with lightning speed.

In order to guard against the bow and crossbow shooting on the top of the city, Zheng Xiaoming was really far away from the top of the city, at least two to three hundred meters away.However, at this moment, the spear shot easily passed through the space, without changing its momentum, and continued to shoot at Zheng Xiaoming.

"Lang Jun, be careful!" Zheng Yun noticed it immediately and shouted loudly.He is the commander of Zheng Xiaoming's personal guard. At this moment, his responsibilities are related, so he immediately took a big shield and blocked Zheng Xiaoming.

The shield is made of hard and dense wood, covered with tough leather, and inlaid with iron sheets to increase its defensive power.

The defensive power of this kind of shield is quite powerful, but at this moment it is easily pierced by the bloody spear, almost as easy as piercing through a piece of paper.

Seeing that the bloody spear was about to pierce through Zheng Yun's chest, a big hand suddenly pressed on Zheng Yun's shoulder, causing Zheng Yun to fly back involuntarily, but also avoided the bloody spear. Assassination with spears.

And at such a time, of course it was Zheng Xiaoming who could save Zheng Yun, and even Zheng Xiaoming himself evaded the assassination.

However, the bloody spear seemed to have identified Zheng Xiaoming, twisted in the air like a spirit snake, and continued to shoot towards Zheng Xiaoming.

However, Zheng Xiaoming slashed at the blood-colored spear with the sword in his hand. In an instant, the blood on the spear faded away, turning into an ordinary spear again, and then fell to the ground.

But at that moment just now, Zheng Xiaoming broke through the bloody aura covered by the spear.

At the same time, Zheng Xiaoming and that Zhao Hong fought against each other in the air.

Zhao Hong's eyes showed disbelief, looking at Zheng Xiaoming, he was obviously just a middle- and lower-level officer in the Han army, and the troops he led were incomplete and the equipment was not very good.

However, such a mid-level and low-ranking officer in charge of five hundred miscellaneous troops can easily break his own spells... What is this ghost?
At this moment, even Zhao Hong couldn't help sighing: "There are so many talents in the Han family! Then Zhu Jun has Sun Jian, the fierce tiger from Jiangdong, under his command. It is unexpected that even Qin Jie has such a powerful person under his command now, but he doesn't know Who is it!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the Nancheng Camp.

And Qin Jie, who was in the big camp in the southern city, was also looking at the head of the city at this moment. The two of them were separated by seven or eight miles, and their eyes looked at each other in the air, as if a spark had been aroused.

Seeing Qin Jie sneered: "Come here and not reciprocate! Since you dare to use sorcery to deal with my generals, don't blame me for being rude!"

That Qin Jie was proficient in the Book of Changes, which he learned in Luoyang Guozijian Middle School, and later he followed and studied under Xun Shu, who had the name of a god.

This Qin Jie's knowledge of the Book of Changes is definitely not shallow. At this moment, he sneered and took out a tortoise shell in his hand, and then someone sent a red-hot iron rod to press on the tortoise shell.

The tortoise shell was immediately scalded and split many cracks, forming a hexagram image.

In an instant, a ball of flame suddenly burned out from Zhao Hong's body on the top of our city.

That Zhao Hong gave a cold shout, and the evil spirit around him stirred up, instantly suppressing and extinguishing the flames on his body.But already bearded and hair burned.

The Taiping disciples who were guarding Zhao Hong were all shocked.

After Zhang Mancheng's death, this Zhao Hong succeeded the envoy of God.In their eyes, the celestial figure seems to be burned by the fire at this moment, which of course makes them surprised and frightened!
And Zhao Hong also knew that the fighting power of the Yellow Turban Army was above their faith, and they must not let their faith collapse at this moment, so he sneered: "It's just a small skill, how can you get a yellow angel like me, Lei Lai!"

With his loud shout, countless talismans rose into the air with the wind, and in an instant a thunderbolt struck towards the camp in Nancheng.

Terrified, Qin Jie threw the tortoise shell out of his hand, and instantly turned into a black cloud, spinning and flying high into the sky, resisting the thunder.

But even so, there was still a residual thunder light, which landed on Qin Jie's body, causing Qin Jie to spurt blood on the spot, and was supported by the guards.

"Heh, although the Han family has the protection of the heavens. But you are not a full-time mage, but you dare to fight with me, you are looking for death!"

Zhao Hong sneered.

Looking at Xu Yan in the southeast and Zhu Jun in the north city, they are both very honest at the moment, and there is no movement at all.

In fact, the high-level members of the Han family like them possess some power from the heavens.Especially in the age of such mythological remnants, everyone has learned some methods of Yi and even soldiers like Yin and Yang.In fact, more or less know some spells.

However, as Zhao Hong said, these people are not professional mages, they can only be regarded as amateurs.Fighting with Zhao Hong is like using your hobbies to challenge his profession, of course it will not end well!

(End of this chapter)