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Chapter 33 The End of the Yellow Turbans

Time passed quietly as Li Xuan continued to practice and practice. There was only the last three days left before the deadline for the camp.

However, Li Xuan was not in a hurry. As the news of recovery in various parts of Jizhou continued to come, more and more troops gathered, Guangzong City had completely become an isolated city. At the same time, through the information that was constantly transmitted back by the detailed works of Guangzong, the food and grass in Guangzong City had been cut off a few days ago. Now, even in Guangzong City, even if Zhang Jiao suppressed and appeased, although the mutiny was temporarily suppressed, civil unrest occurred every day. Li Xuan even saw a report from the information that Yi Zi was eating.

Those dull and dull NPCs will do such difficult things

Li Xuan could not imagine how the farmers with very low ai did it, but the scenes were automatically filled in their minds, which made Li Xuan feel a little depressed. All this was inseparable from himself. He clenched his fists secretly and said hatefully: Zhang Jiao, what are you waiting for?

In Guangzong City, there were already a lot of sorrow, far from as simple as the picture that Li Xuan automatically imagined in his mind.

Looking at the city full of sorrow, Zhang Baiqi, wearing bright silver armor, had a deep pain and indelible hatred flashed in his eyes. He suddenly turned around and walked towards Zhang Jiao's residence.

Zhang Jiao's residence is not as luxurious as the outside world imagines, but is very simple. In a spacious quiet room, there is only an altar table and a futon. At this moment, there is only an old man dressed in a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the futon, as if he is meditating and meditating.

Zhang Baiqi walked into the quiet room without saying a word, stood quietly beside him, waiting for the old Taoist to wake up.

Haha, the magical powers are inferior to the number of days, and the number of days is inferior to the heart. After a long time, the old Taoist slowly opened his wrinkled eyes and let out a helpless and bitter smile.

Master Zhang Bai rode forward and looked at Zhang Jiao in front of him in a heavy mood.

With the mysterious magic, my master had already cultivated into an immortal body, strong muscles and bones, and aging face. However, in less than a month, he became like an old man who was about to die.

Bai Qi. The old Taoist looked at Zhang Bai Qi lightly.

The disciple is here.

Zhang Jiao asked, asking when the corner of his eyes flashed with pain.

The Zhang Baiqi hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: The situation in the city is still good.

Shang Hao Zhang Jiao Baimei Yixuan, looked at Zhang Baiqi sideways, shook his head and said with a slutty smile: I, Taiping Dao, is it true that I am about to die? I can't hear a truth. It's sad, it's a pity.

Master Zhang Baiqi's knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, and said hoarsely: I am not a disciple who doesn't want to tell the truth, but the situation in the city is really miserable.

Say it, I can still hold on. Zhang Jiao shook his head and said calmly.

Yi Zi Yi Zi and eat. Zhang Baiqi touched the ground with his head, with a hint of sob in his voice.

Yi Zi and eat hahahahaha, in just four short words, Zhang Jiaoru was hit by lightning. After a long time, he suddenly turned to the sky and vomited a mouthful of blood, and his expression seemed even more disappointed.

With two roars, two figures appeared in front of Zhang Jiao, and reached out to support Zhang Jiao's body, which was like a dead tree branch, with tears in his eyes.

Second brother, third brother. Looking at his two brothers, Zhang Jiao shook his head, looked out the window with a daze, murmured: When Taiping Dao was founded, it was originally intended to break this unfair world, to build a real kingdom of heaven for you and me, and for the people of the world. Unfortunately, the way of heaven is impermanent and the will of heaven is like a knife, but the people in the city are so tired that they suffer for us.

Brother, there are still millions of soldiers to fight in my city, and the Han army is only 300,000, which is not without the power of a battle. Why not fight again? Zhang Bao held Zhang Jiao's body and said unwillingly.

Zhang Jiao shook his head helplessly and sighed: I have been comprehending the way of heaven for my brother these days, and found that two imperial golden dragons gathered under this small Guangzong city. One of them was Liu Bei who broke my army that day. The dragon energy had become a climate, while the other one was dormant in the army. With my current magic power, I can't see it. Haha, the two imperial golden dragons gathered here. It's really God is going to destroy me.

Brother, since that's the case, why not gather troops and annihilate Liu Bei at the city, missing an imperial golden dragon. It is unknown whether we may have the opportunity to make a comeback. Zhang Liang Senran said.

Haha, the third brother's words are a bit naive. The emperor's golden dragon is the destiny of heaven. If he could be killed so easily, he would not be envied by heaven. Zhang Jiao shook his head and sighed.

Could it be that we just wait for death here and Zhang Bao said unwillingly?

It is useless to keep this body for my brother, but my will of Taiping Dao cannot be erased. Second and third brothers, although you two have learned my immortal skills, they have no immortal foundation and no chance to see the great way. Taiping's essential skills were integrated into my body because of the immortal enlightenment, and they could not be taken out. However, I have recorded what I have learned throughout my life and divided them into three volumes of heaven, earth and man. These three volumes are kept by you and the three of you. If you meet someone who is destined to be, you will pass on my Taoist tradition in the future. Zhang Jiao took out three volumes of books from his arms, handed them over to the three of you, and said to the three of you.

Brother, Zhang Bao roared angrily.

Haha, Zhang Jiao will not die for one day, and the imperial army will not evacuate for one day. Only if I die, will you have a glimmer of life. Remember, don’t think about revenge. The destruction of Taiping Tao is the will of heaven and cannot be reversed by human power. After you escape, you should hide your name and wait for the change of time. There will be no two days. Since two emperors and golden dragons appear, you may not be far from the troubled times. With your three of you, it will not be difficult to find a way out in the future. Don’t show off your temporary aura. Zhang Jiao, the commander of Taiping Taoism, said in the end, and he was already stern.

The eldest brother and the master and the other three knelt down together, feeling sad and angry.

Don't follow the form of that daughter, it's just ridiculous. After noon, I will lead the last battle-capable troops out of the city and fight the Han army to take this opportunity to escape. As long as I am here, Lu Zhi will not care about you. Don't think about revenge. Although the Han Dynasty has shaken its foundation after this chaos, it will not be destroyed within a year or two. Just wait patiently for the opportunity. Zhang Jiao said in a deep voice.

But Zhang Bao opened his mouth, but was interrupted roughly by Zhang Jiao.

The old Taoist is not dead yet, can't he be waiting? Zhang Jiao said sternly: Or maybe you want to make the old Taoist die in peace.

Zhang Jiao was incomparable in the Yellow Turban, and the church members were even more awe of him. When they saw Zhang Jiao getting angry, they were suddenly silent and retreated one by one with reluctance and despair.

After the three of them were drunk, Zhang Jiao looked at the sky, and a look of despair flashed in his eyes, and said with a stern voice: God does not bless me, haha, God does not bless me, come, I will pass on my order, and the soldiers of each army will follow me out of the city and fight the enemy in a decisive battle.

Crunch ~

The thick city gate suddenly opened, and countless yellow turbans surged out from the city gate in an orderly manner, without a trace of noisy. A pair of hot eyes with madness and hatred stared at the Han army ahead. A tragic aura gathered together. Even the elite Han army who had been through many battles had a chilling feeling at this moment.

Lu Shuai, the Yellow Turbans are about to fight to the decisive battle. Looking at the huge sedan chair lifted out by more than a dozen strong men under the city gate, Li Xuan's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice.

Lu Zhi nodded and waved his hand violently, causing him to dance. The 300,000 Han troops opened the formation in an orderly manner and confronted the millions of Yellow Turbans.

Huh

Under Guangzong City, Zhang Jiao, who was sitting in the sedan chair, stared at Li Xuan, who was standing proudly beside Lu Zhi. After closing his eyes for a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, looked at Li Xuan in surprise, and murmured: What a strange emperor golden dragon, he actually has the magical power to swallow the weather.

Then a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Li Xuan's direction with a burning look: Since the Han Dynasty has not yet finished its energy, the new emperor, Golden Dragon, is not a royal family, let me help you
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