The night sky of Yingtao City was lit, and the flames reflected half of the sky. The rumbling drums echoed in the dark night like thunder, and the shouts of killing quickly broke the tranquility of the night.

Yang Feng's troops completely retreated less than an hour after attacking.

Zhang Niujiao and Yang Feng stood side by side in the dark, watching the Yellow Turban soldiers walking into the camp in an orderly manner.

"Master, it seems that I am very lucky and I am lucky to be the target of the leopard." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Zhang Niujiao glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "He retreated eastward, and then turned around and naturally rushed to the East Gate. If he annihilated the Leopard, you are the biggest hero of the Yellow Turban Army."

Yang Feng glanced at Zhang Niujiao and said worriedly: "The leopard is coming fiercely. My troops will probably suffer severe damage when they deal with him alone. If the troops are seriously damaged, it will be difficult for us to encircle them. What should we do?"

"No." Zhang Niujiao said confidently: "Your troops poke out their right hand, and Swallow's troops stretch out their left hand, and they will definitely be able to encircle them. What? Are you worried about the losses of the troops?"

Yang Feng didn't make any noise.

"After this battle, Jizhou will have no resistance for the time being. Your troops will enter Wei County to develop directly, and all the spoils will be distributed freely by you. What do you think? Wei County is the richest county in Jizhou, and the seized property can completely compensate for your losses." Zhang Niujiao said calmly.

Yang Feng's handsome face suddenly showed a hint of joy. He asked in surprise: "Master, is this your reward for me?"

Zhang Niujiao nodded.

"Where is the swallow? Will the swallow go to Bohai County?"

"He stayed in Changshan." Zhang Niujiao said, "Bai Shuai attacked Bohai County."

Yang Feng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master Wulu..."

"After killing the goit pot and destroying the leopard, I immediately gave up the position of the great leader of the Yellow Turban Army." Zhang Niujiao suddenly showed a smile on his face and said slowly.

Yang Feng was shocked and asked, "Is it Swallow? Did you let Swallow sit as the chief of the Yellow Turban Army? Grand Marshal, he is not your own flesh and blood. If you do this, you will be opposed by many leaders. Everyone will lead their troops to leave Taihang Mountain."

Zhang Niujiao frowned and looked at the excited Yang Feng and said, "Qizhi, you..."

"If he is your biological son and inherited the position of the chief of the Yellow Turban Army, it is naturally uncompromising, but he is not..."

"Qizhi, you and Yanzi are brothers..." Zhang Niujiao said disappointedly.

"Master, you misunderstood." Yang Feng hurriedly explained: "Yanzi and I are brothers, and I will definitely support him. But can Master Wulu, Bai Shuai, Sun Shuai, Wang Shuai agree?"

Zhang Niujiao asked, "Then do you have a way?"

Yang Feng shook his head and said for a long time: "Why did the Grand Marshal do this? Swallow's prestige and ability are not enough. Why did the Grand Marshal stop doing it?"

"You all know why I quit." Zhang Niujiao smiled coldly, "Swallow's prestige and ability are not enough, so he will definitely not be the leader of the Yellow Turban Army."

Yang Feng was shocked again, "Master, you...what do you mean? Isn't it Swallow? Who is it?"

He remembered that he mentioned this when he was playing chess with Chu Feiyan that day. But Chu Feiyan was stunned, as if he didn't know at all. It turned out that he really didn't know.

"Master Wulu." Zhang Niujiao said word by word.

Yang Feng shook his head in a disgust and said loudly indignantly: "He..."

Zhang Niujiao waved at him, telling him not to say anything.

"You and Yan Zi's 140,000 troops are responsible for encircling and annihilation of Leopards, Bai Shuai, Wulu Master, Sun Shuai, and Heizi's troops are responsible for siege." Zhang Niujiao said loudly without any doubt, "This battle has largely determined the future of the Yellow Turban Army, and you all know its importance."

"Master General..." Yang Feng wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it when he saw Zhang Niujiao's resolute face. In order to win this battle and to motivate his subordinates to fight bravely, Zhang Niujiao even didn't want to be the position of the leader of the Yellow Turban Army.

Guo Dian, Feng Yi, and the Leopard were all dead, and the main force of the Jizhou official army was annihilated, and seizing Jizhou would be a breeze. After occupying Jizhou, he obtained a lot of money and breathing time. Who else can defeat the Yellow Turban Army today?

Zhang Niujiao's blood was boiling.

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Feng Yi sat in the city gate tower and wrote a memorial to the court.

On the city wall, the fierce sound of war drums, crazy shouts, and fierce fighting sounds penetrated the doors and windows, and clearly reached Feng Yi's ears. As if he hadn't heard it, he sat upright behind the desk, writing his own article with all his concentration.

The crisis and tragic battlefield in Jizhou must be reported to the emperor truthfully. The court must send reinforcements, allocate funds to provide disaster relief, and reward the soldiers on the front line. Otherwise, the Yellow Turbans in Jizhou will become more and more intense and will eventually become an uncontrollable situation.

Guo Yu, the official with facial features, pushed the door and walked in quickly. Feng Yi looked up when he heard the sound.

"Sir, the Yellow Turban Army in the East Gate suddenly retreated."

Feng Yi laughed. The leopard showed his power.

"Five hundred people are left to guard the East City Wall, and the rest of the soldiers are all transferred to the South City." Feng Yi said loudly.

Guo Yu said nervously: "It's not the Yellow Turban Army that was playing tricks, right?"

Feng Yi seemed to be nothing, lowered his head and continued to write, shaking his hand at him, indicating that it was impossible, and he immediately did what he wanted...

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Bai Yun sat on a tree stump, leaning against a pile of firewood, letting the cold wind blow, snowflakes float, motionless. He looked at the busy soldiers running around, with no emotion in his eyes, just like watching a group of dead people running.

Zhang Niujiao's courage and heroism are really heartbreaking. In order to eliminate the enemy, he was willing to give up everything. Only such a person is worthy of being the commander of the Yellow Turban Army. Bai Luo thought silently that he also abandoned everything and joined the Yellow Turban Army. He also had tens of thousands of people under his command, but he did not have Zhang Niujiao's freedom and freedom, nor did Zhang Niujiao's murderous aura that would dominate the world.

Bai turned around and looked at the battlefield where the sound of killing sounds shook the sky, as if he saw Wulu standing under the city wall, raising his sword and shouting wildly.

Although Master Wulu is highly respected in the Yellow Turban Army, he is already old. He is blinded by his strong desire for power and cannot see through the present and future of the Yellow Turban Army.

Bai Luo smiled bitterly, reached out to take a bowl of wine handed over by the servant, and took a sip of it lightly.

A military Sima was covered in blood and rushed over.

"Ship Bai, the master asked to use the assault troops to rush."

Bai Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at the battlefield ahead, shook his head, and whispered: "Go and tell Master Wulu that if he continues to fight like this, we will have no soldiers until dawn."

"Bai Shuai..."

"When the first batch of soldiers from the siege troops die, then use the assault troops." Bai Zao said seriously.

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Wang Dang roared wildly and chopped the enemy's head with a knife. The sword bounced up, and the empty door on his chest opened, and a spear pierced in an instant. The tip of the spear hit the iron piece of the armor, making a crisp impact sound. Wang Dangru was hit hard, opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and took five steps in a row.

"Ship Wang, retreat, we can't gain a foothold..." A military Sima shouted.

"Kill..., kill..., no one is allowed to retreat." Wang Dang tried hard to block the enemy's spear and turned around and yelled, "Brothers, kill..."

Sun Qin looked at the sky. Dawn was about to begin and it was dawn.

The cold wind whistled and snowflakes were falling. He held his helmet, rubbed his almost frozen hands, and slowly pulled out his battle knife.

Suddenly he raised his sword and turned to face the three hundred soldiers behind him, shouting wildly:

"Brothers, kill..."

"Let it..." With a roar, thousands of long arrows roared out in an instant and rushed into the darkness.

Wang Dang on the city wall kicked away the enemy who was entangled with him, and turned around and ran, shouting loudly: "Long arrows...Long arrows...Long arrows...Long look for cover, find cover..."

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Yintao City is in the middle of the Great Plain, surrounded by endless white land. The wind is still blowing, getting louder and louder, and the roar is chirping; the snow is still falling, but it is not big, floating and dancing with the wind.

Chu Feiyan stood alone in the middle of the snow field, silently looking into the distance.

One hundred steps away from him, 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers were arranged into five huge dense phalanxes. The soldiers stood solemnly in the wind and snow, silently. Countless colorful battle flags fluttered in the wind, making loud noises.

There are still 20,000 soldiers siege the city under the gate of the North City. As long as there is news about the leopard, they will immediately withdraw and participate in the battlefield where the leopard encirclement and annihilate the leopard. Now, he is waiting for the news, waiting for the news about the leopard appearing.

Suddenly, he saw a black dot appear on the horizon. On the white snow field, the black dot seemed particularly eye-catching. The scout arrived.

Chu Feiyan's heart suddenly started to beat violently.

He turned around suddenly, raised his hands, and shouted with all his strength:

"Beat the drum..."

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Yang Feng's 70,000 troops were divided into two parts. 30,000 troops blocked the enemy, and 40,000 troops carried out encirclement.

Now, 30,000 blocking troops are arranged in thirty dense queues on the snow field, five horizontally and six horizontally. Behind the blocking troops are the troops preparing to encircle. They are divided into eight dense queues, two horizontally and four vertically.

Zhang Niujiao and Yang Feng stood at the junction of the blocking troops and the surrounding troops.

"It would be better if the snow was a little heavier." Yang Feng looked at the snowflakes all over the sky and said softly.

Zhang Niujiao closed his eyes, as if listening to something carefully. Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

A faint sound of a horn suddenly came from the wind and snow.

Yang Feng was shocked and opened his mouth and shouted, "Leopard."

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Li Hong stood on the horse with a smile on his face.

In the last moment, God gave Yintao City a glimmer of hope. Ten thousand soldiers rushed to Yintao City for three consecutive hours.

The snow is not heavy at this time, and it is the best time to attack.

He looked at the huge enemy array opposite, and said to Zhao Yun beside him with a smile: "Zhang Niujiao has the courage, and in the end he will fight to the death with me."

"Good, good!" Li Hong waved his horse whip and shouted loudly.

Zhao Yun wiped the sweat from his face with his hands and said loudly: "Sir, since Zhang Niujiao is ready, Chu Feiyan from the North Gate will arrive soon. We will deal with more than 100,000 people..."

Li Hong whipped a whip in the air and said excitedly: "The more you come, the better. At dusk today, what should I do?"
To be continued...