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Chapter 67 Where is Jian Zhen?

"My lord, the Yellow Turbans are killing endlessly, let's withdraw!"

During the killing, the Chilong Emperor Qi in Liu Bei's body turned into a khaki cloud, and a dark golden dragon circled above his head, Xu Huangcai suddenly spoke out.

Liu Bei was stunned. If Guan Yu and Zhang Fei said this, Liu Bei would not be surprised at all. After all, he often said that the enemy is strong and we are weak. The way let Liu Bei know that the famous generals who are well-known in later generations have already shown their talents.

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu also took the opportunity to attack, Liu Bei said: "Withdraw!"

Hundreds of cavalry suddenly turned their horses' heads, only a few javelins left barely opened a way, Zhang Feiyong invincibly killed a bloody road, Guan Yu swung the Qinglong Yanyue knife to cut off his back.

Five hundred cavalrymen cut off the thrusting spears and halberds one after another with their shovels tainted with the air of the stars, and even the pig iron armor worn by the sharp warriors wearing yellow scarves seemed to be nothing.

When Liu Bei turned his horse's head, he took the opportunity to collect thousands of corpses on the battlefield into the farm. The farm at level 22 has signs of upgrading again. It turns out that the corpses are not the same as the corpses. The half-level has been upgraded to level 21, but thousands of corpses of yellow turbans, sharp warriors, and fine cavalry have raised the farm from level 22 to level 22. You must know that the next level of experience for each level is twice that of the previous level , The experience of upgrading from level 23 to level 22 is hundreds of millions!It seems that killing elite troops is the shortcut to upgrade your farm in the future!

Of the [-] cavalry who returned to Qiu County, less than [-] cavalry, but now the [-] cavalry are all murderous, and they no longer give off the airy feeling before, but have a little taste of a predator.

Thousands of yellow turbans were massacred, and the main force of the yellow turbans still had tens of thousands of people. Liu Bei was afraid that the yellow turbans would attack the city when they were furious. .

The main force of the Yellow Turbans staggered forward when it was dark. Song Cheng, who was temporarily in charge of the Yellow Turban Order Banner, looked at the city wall of Qiu County, which was more than one foot taller, and at the young and strong Yellow Turbans who were panting, and ordered: "Set up camp and rest overnight. , attack the city tomorrow."

"promise!"

Liu Bei and others on the city wall looked at the main force of the Yellow Turbans retreating slowly. Zhang Fei scratched his head in surprise and said, "What's the matter with the main force of the Yellow Turbans? Why didn't they attack the city? Instead, they retreated?"

Liu Bei said: "It seems that there are capable people among the Yellow Turban thieves. They know that the Yellow Turbans are young and strong, and their physical strength is too weak to attack the city. Forget it! Everyone will fight for a day, leaving one person to defend the city and the others to go back and rest!"

After Liu Bei finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Xu Huang shouted: "My lord, the yellow turban thief has made another move?"

"Oh!"

Liu Bei hastily turned around, only to see the yellow scarf turning around in the gray sky and heading down the city wall slowly. Did the yellow scarf come to attack the city as he hoped?
Song Cheng had already ordered the camp to be set up, and just as he steered his horse back, Cheng Yuanzhi, who had fallen into a coma, woke up: "It hurts me too!"

"Da Qu Shuai, are you alright!"

The handsome leaders of the Yellow Turbans surrounded Cheng Yuanzhi and greeted him eagerly.

With a livid face, Cheng Yuanzhi resisted the pain of losing his arm and asked, "Where is this?"

"Back to Daqu Shuai, he has arrived at the city of Qiu County."

Cheng Yuanzhi thought of the red-faced man who had cut off his own arm when he heard Qiu County, and said through gritted teeth, "Then why didn't you attack the city?"

None of the Qu commanders dared to speak, Song Cheng stepped forward and said: "Back to Daqu commander, it was too late to attack the city, not to mention the soldiers had been running around for days and fighting hard for a day, and they were so exhausted that it was not suitable for attacking the city, so someone has ordered to set up camp , rest overnight and attack the city tomorrow."

Cheng Yuanzhi would not easily refute what the envoy Song Cheng said, but now that he has lost an arm and the enemy is right in front of him, hatred and pain have overwhelmed his reason, and he said word by word: "A certain led the young and strong to pursue The Xianbei slaves are more than one month old, and they fight almost every day. The soldiers are still fighting fiercely, and now they are only marching for four or five days. It is not suitable to attack the city for a small battle. It's not good for me, and it's even more bad for Liu Thief, and I still have the advantage in comparing the two."

After Zhang Baiqi wrapped up the wound, he followed Song Cheng all the time. He was a little dissatisfied when he saw that he was looking forward to the strong city and retreated. Weakness and exhaustion, the reason why Liu Thief sits on the fortified city and defends it is to drain our morale, and a certain person thinks that the siege of the city is urgent."

"Yes! There is no need to delay, please give the order to Commander Daqu! A certain person is willing to be the siege vanguard."

Zhang Baiqi, Cheng Yuanzhi's subordinate Qu Shuai, and the boss shouted loudly, but Song Cheng seemed particularly lonely.Cheng Yuanzhi's face softened a little: "The guardian is worried, but the soldiers are cunning! When you win by surprise, order to attack the city!"

Cheng Yuanzhi struggled to appear under the big yellow banner. The young and strong yellow scarves saw Cheng Yuanzhi's tall and straight body, their morale was greatly shaken, and they rushed towards the city wall of Qiu County under the leadership of Taiping believers.

Song Cheng suddenly felt a little disheartened when he saw the young and strong yellow turban charging blindly and Cheng Yuanzhi and a group of handsome men who insisted on going their own way. Can this gang of mobs really overthrow the Han Dynasty?Song Cheng didn't care about establishing a peaceful and prosperous age, splitting borders and dividing land, he cared about whether he could overthrow the Han Dynasty.

Song Cheng suddenly thought of Jian Zhen. If he was here today, he would be able to convince Cheng Yuanzhi. Song Cheng asked his confidant Qu Shuai, "Where is the envoy Jian?"

Na Qushuai was taken aback: "Didn't you stay in Zhuocheng with the envoy?"

Zhuocheng?Song Cheng's heart twitched, Jian Zhen clearly said that he received a letter from Daqu Shuai Cheng Yuanzhi asking him to go to Jicheng to discuss how to break through Jicheng?Now that more than a month has passed, Jian Zhen has disappeared, what's going on?

"My lord, look, that is Cheng Yuanzhi. This guy is really lucky to be alive. I'm afraid he was the one who ordered the Yellow Turbans to attack the city."

Xu Huang saw Cheng Yuanzhi's figure under the big yellow banner with sharp eyes and shouted.

When Guan Yu heard the words, he looked at Liu Bei thoughtfully. It turned out that the eldest brother would attack the city blindly even if Cheng Yuanzhi was not dead.

"Fire arrows!"

Han Dang, who had been guarding the city for a long time, finally had a place to use his skills. The yellow turban thief shouted loudly as soon as he entered the attack range of the archer.

Four thousand pikemen cameo temporarily as archers, together with five hundred archers from Han Dang's troops, less than four hundred cavalry, and more than a hundred white scorpion soldiers shot arrows one after another, flying towards the city down the city with a buzzing sound and a large black cloud.

rustle!After the black cloud passed, hundreds of yellow-turban youths were shot down, and then they were overwhelmed by the crowd of yellow-turban youths behind them.

The rain of arrows fell densely, but the yellow turban young and strong rushed forward shouting the slogan of uprising. One by one died under the arrows of his own hands.

(End of this chapter)