The thick green mud and stone bricks are built into a tall city locust. The Weng Tower at the four corners of the city tower presents an almost perfect diamond shape, which echoes each other like the stars. A huge plaque is hung horizontally on the city gate tower, with the book: Four large gold-round pens in the city of Julu.

The origin of Julu City is to trace back to the ancient sage system of the sage kings in the Yao and Shun era. The Book of Documents records: Yao and Shun's hundreds of ministers (equivalent to officials in charge of the government) were included in Dalu. Dalu is the predecessor of Julu City.

Although Julu City was the capital of Julu County in the past, it had never been a time when it was famous in the universe like this: the emperor's eyes, the civil and military officials, the ordinary people's eyes, the eyes of people of all races, and the eyes of everyone gathered here.

Just because Zhang Jiao, the great evil master who disrupted the Babi Kingdom, led his Yellow Turban believers to raise the banner of anti-Han here, making this place a holy city in the eyes of the Yellow Turban and a chaotic territory in the eyes of the imperial court.

Perhaps here Zhang Jiao will have to join a battle of one-fifth of the combat power of the entire Han Dynasty!

Cruff, creak, creak, the iron city gate that had not been opened for a long time lost the tomboy's reserve and slowly opened.

Rows of soldiers lined up into a majestic and orderly fish-scale army, stepping out in a neat and steadily pace like a horse, and quickly as a rolling stone.

Ten thousand, a total of ten thousand soldiers took a full quarter of an hour to completely get Chen's army outside the city.

These ten thousand soldiers were wearing yellow turban armor, yellow turban bow on the waist, yellow turban iron arrows on the shoulders, and holding a 50-pound thick knife in their hands. They were all strong and strong bones, with red jade faces and must be like soap velvet. They were in their prime at the peak of their lives.

In one glance, Zhang Jiao Rei Yuzheng's supreme trump card to resist the imperial army.

"He also has the posture of protecting the magic and subduing demons, and his strength is extremely powerful. Only Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Powerful Man has such power. Could it be the Yellow Turban Powerful Man?" Lu Bu's eyes were as bright as day. Who can better compete with the Yellow Turban Powerful Man and the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry?

Five thousand Wolf King's mount, five thousand great Bingzhou athletes, and five thousand wolf cavalry came with Lu Bu this time. Of course, how could Zhang Liao, who is the peerless instructor of the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, be absent?

"Lord, Wen Yuan asks for battle, and is willing to kill the generals and seize the flag for you!" Zhang Liao stared at the long halberd in his hand affectionately. The halberd was just an ordinary long halberd, but after following his weapon for so long, he firmly believed that one day it would be spread throughout its name.

Since there is Xingtian Axe, why bother with Zhang Liao’s halberd?

Lu Bu gave Zhang Liao an admirable look, and the painting halberd in the sky came to the sky and said: Let you kill a piece of pure land for our army, and use your blood to wash away the killing to stop the killing!

Zhang Liao slammed the reins with one hand, slapped the horse's back with the other hand, the horse's hooves were rushing, and the horse neighed. Zhang Liao's overall view of the battlefield was very strong. When the horse stopped, it was just outside the range of the Yellow Turban Strongman, and almost went forward. The thunder line was straits.

"Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan of Yunzhong County are here, who dares to fight with me?"

"Your grandfather Zhang Er..." A young Yellow Turban Cavalier, who seemed to be anxious, slapped his horse out of the battle, galloping and reporting his name.

Uh! Something seems wrong?

I only had time to see a cold light thorn, and then the suffocation of my throat was blocked, and the only thing left was darkness.

"You are also given the surname Zhang Zhi? I am not interested in knowing your name. Whether it is Zhang Erhua or Zhang Ersha or floating clouds!"

Zhang Liao killed one person in one breath, pulled his horse back to the formation, leaving behind a sound of gasping for air.

Zhang Er is dead? They can't imagine that Zhang Erye, who has good martial arts skills, was killed by a young general who looks like a jade in front of them.

Mr. Zhang failed to hear Zhang Liao's words, and was unable to survive from death. Because his name was just two words: Zhang Er, as for what he wanted to say at the beginning, no one was confused, no one cared about it, who told him to die?

Five thousand Bingzhou wolf riders were roaring loudly, and their morale was slowly rising. They were all cheering for Zhang Liao's courage, and they continued to last for a long time.

"Zhang Liao, the tiger general under the tent of Lu Bu of Bingzhou Army, has excellent martial arts and good strategy. What a pity!"

A sudden sound seemed to be faintly heard from the sky, like a thunder blew up from the flat ground.

Lu Bu clenched his fist to his forehead, and looked at the one in the center of the three figures that were not leaking, maintained by ten thousand Yellow Turban heroes.

"Zhang Jiao, a Julu person, is reported that Zhang Jiao went into the mountains to collect herbs one day and met an old man with blue eyes and a childish face. He gave him the "Taiping Yaoshu". He practiced it day and night, and learned the art of calling the wind and rain, and sprinkling beans into war, but he did not expect that the disaster of his war would ruin the world!"

"Hahaha, the sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the year is in Jiazi, the world is very lucky. The Han court has no way, which has caused constant disasters to come from heaven and thousands of people to be displaced. Zhang wants to do the way for heaven and attack the king of unrighteousness, so that the world can see who is causing trouble in the world?" Zhang Jiao laughed wildly, burst into tears, wanting to confront the people of the world, and wanting to cry to the world.

When Lu Bu saw Zhang Jiao crazy as if he was possessed by a demon, he also understood that it was simply a Tianfang Night Pond to try to make Zhang Jiao eliminate his obsession with his defense.

"The way is different, and we don't plan to each other. You are traitors, and we are the official army. So, come on, the man is passionate and only when fighting!" Lu Bu's whole body was filled with fighting spirit.

"Wait! Lu Bu, you have too impatient. How can you feel at ease to give your daughter's life happiness to you? You are really, really disappointing me!"

Five Thousand Wolf Riders instantly were silent, and ten thousand Yellow Turbans were inexplicably strong. Lu Bu's head was sweating heavily, and he was sweating heavily. Damn, isn't this sound from that old guy Zhang Jiao?

Is it because there is something wrong with my ear or is Zhang Jiao's acting skills too outstanding?

"Zhang Jiao, you have to have a degree of madness. Could it be that you are really crazy? Do you want to give me your daughter's life happiness? I don't know your daughter!" Lu Bulang shouted.

"Don't worry, if my daughter wants to get married, she must follow the orders of her parents and the words of her matchmaker. Although you have never met my daughter, she is naturally beautiful, gentle and virtuous, and understanding. She can't choose any beauty among thousands of people. A hero like you is just the same match between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl!"

Zhang Jiao seemed to have heard the words "I don't know your daughter" clearly, and began to explain the doubts to Lu Bu from every bit.

"Why is it me? Why do you have to entrust your daughter to me?" Lu Bu rubbed his forehead and asked without comment.

"Because you are the only one who has the ability to give her happiness, the old immortal of Nanhua also designated you as my daughter's good match. The evil star in the sky, the stars of the Emperor Wei star are getting brighter. Lu Bu, do you believe in the will of heaven? God is destined to be entangled with your little girl for a lifetime. So, join the Yellow Turban. When I leave in the future, you will resist the Yellow Turban flag! OK?" Zhang Jiao asked about Shangui, and his extraordinary appreciation of Lu Bu was beyond words.

Lu Bu didn't even know how to answer. Is this really Zhang Jiao talking to him? Can Zhang Jiao do such a thing when he recruits a son-in-law in front of the three armies?

"Dad, I don't agree!!!" A fairy-speaking accent came from afar.

A woman with tall figure, light body, black hair as lacquer, and skin as jade as a woman walking out of a painting, came quietly with light and simple steps.

A black gauze covered her face, but her eyes even more revealed.

Oh my God, what kind of eyes are full of the spiritual aura of heaven and earth? It is warm and angry, a little kindness in anger, and a little clearness in agitation......
Chapter completed!