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Chapter 281: The End of the Yellow Turban Rebellion(1/2)

puff!

A whistling sound passed by instantly, and the sound of flesh and blood breaking into bones came out.

"how!"

The young guard's eyes widened, as if he had not noticed the current situation.

"What happened?"

As his body fell heavily, the young guard had no idea why an arrow suddenly appeared at the South City Gate that was clearly right in front of him, and the arrow was still pointing inward.

"Lu Shuang!"

Zhang Jiao also reacted when he saw the South City Gate with fires all around, and could vaguely see a flag with Chinese characters erected on the city wall.

"Haha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I, Zhang Jiao, would actually be tricked by the Han army."

Zhang Jiao looked at the scene at the south gate. He knew without thinking that when he attacked the east gate, the other three gates had already been breached when he dispatched his troops, but he didn't even know it. Not only that,

He also killed the young guard who had been following him.

"Hmm... I don't know who the people in the city are. Please tell me their names."

Zhang Jue was a little excited about the current situation. He felt some warmth in his throat and endured it. Then he closed his eyes slightly to calm down the fluctuations in his heart. He took a mouthful of blood in his mouth and slowly asked the person on the wall above.



After a brief pause, a young voice came from the city wall above, with a strange smile in his words, and said slowly: "If the prediction is correct, this old gentleman is General Tiangong, Zhang Jiao, right?"

A young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old appeared on the city under the light of the fire, looking at Zhangjiao below the city.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Jiao also saw the faces of the people on the city through the firelight. The childish faces made Zhang Jiao a little surprised, but he still replied calmly.

"Haha, I'm Sun Yun, if you haven't heard of it, then even if you don't know, you will know next that I am Sun Yun, the second son of Sun Xiong."

Sun Yun crossed his arms across his chest, stared at Zhang Jiao and said in a calm tone.

"Sun Xiong? I see. I didn't expect that Sun Xiong would have such a capable heir, which makes me a little surprised."

Zhang Jiao's face was calm, and there was no trace of surprise in his words.

Seeing Zhang Jue's indifferent expression, Sun Yun frowned slightly, as if he didn't particularly like Zhang Jue's appearance.

"Looking at you, you don't seem very surprised. Is it because you have already made up your mind to be captured by us?"

Sun Yun raised his chin and asked with an unhappy expression.

"Haha, how could I have these thoughts?"

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly, shook his head and said.

Seeing Zhang Jiao still looking plain, Sun Yun felt even more bored.

What's more boring than a person who takes life and death lightly?

Originally, he wanted to refute, but when Sun Yun was about to say something, he was suddenly stunned, and then he smiled strangely.

Because of the darkness of the night, the firelight could not completely show Sun Yun's facial expression. Sun Yun's weird smile was not noticed by Zhang Jiao.

"Then, does the good teacher think that you don't have many days to live, so you look ordinary?"

"Haha, don't you have a few days to live? That's a pity." After hearing this, Zhang Jiao did not have any emotional reaction to what Sun Yun said. Instead, he said with a sigh.

"What an old fox..." Seeing Zhang Jiao still looking like he was sighing, Sun Yun cursed in his heart.

But next, I'm going to let you experience what it means to go from heaven to hell.

Sun Yun did not continue the topic just now, but suddenly changed his words: "Well, good teacher, you are not afraid

Shall we arrest all the Yellow Turbans in the city, as well as your family members, and hand them over to our current emperor?"

"If I'm not wrong, I remember that the former guard of Guangzong was named Shi Le. Aren't you afraid that he will also fall into our hands?"

Sun Yun did not expose Zhang Jiao's trick, but instead brought it up deliberately.

Hearing Sun Yun's question, Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, and then replied calmly: "Haha, if that's the case, then I might be a little scared, but do you really think I won't give it to you?"

Will the Yellow Turban Army leave a way out?"

Zhang Jiao didn't know that the young man in front of him already knew that Shi Le was no longer in Guangzong City, so he thought that the young man was trying to intimidate him.

"Haha, do you think I will believe it?"

Sun Yun once again put on a look of disbelief on his face and replied.

"I don't care if you believe it or not, but if you really have this ability, then I have nothing to say."

Seeing Sun Yun say this, Zhang Jiao immediately put down his worries and spoke slowly.

"Haha, okay, okay, then, I would like to ask my good teacher, do you know why Guangzong City has lost 30,000 Yellow Turbans out of thin air?"

Seeing that it was almost done, Sun Yun started to point it out directly. As soon as these words came out, Zhang Jiao was shocked, but he quickly covered it up and pretended to be unclear and replied: "What are you talking about?

I don’t know.”

"Haha, if my prediction is correct, but because Shi Le has already fled with the 30,000 Yellow Turban Army tonight, is there such a vacancy?"

Seeing Zhang Jiao's deliberately concealed expression of surprise, Sun Yun finally became a little more interested and continued.

"Huh, what else do you know."

Seeing that Sun Yun was not speculating on purpose, Zhang Jiao took a deep breath and asked.

"Well...actually, I have always had a question that I wanted to ask my mentor. Can you answer it for Yun?"

Sun Yun pressed his chin and asked with a confused look.

"Appreciate further details."

"Zhang Ling, what is the relationship between Miss Zhang and you?"

After Sun Yun finished speaking, he deliberately closed his eyes, lowered his head and meditated.

"Zhang Ling?!" Zhang Jiao finally looked a little panicked when he heard that the young man in front of him actually said Zhang Ling's name.

This time Zhang Jiao had no hidden thoughts at all. He looked at the young man on the city and asked, "What did you just say!"

"Ha." Sun Yun smiled immediately when he saw Zhang Jiao's anxious look.

Seeing Zhang Jiao like this, the boredom in his heart finally felt relieved. But now thinking about it, Sun Yun felt that he was too evil, as if he had been developing in the direction of toying with others.

"What did I say?" Sun Yun looked around in confusion. Except for the Yanmen soldiers he led, there was no one else around. After saying that, he pretended to be stupid and put his chin on his head, trying hard to think about what happened before.

It looked like he said something.

"you!"

Zhang Jiao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out from his throat.

"Ahem." The violent coughing made Zhang Jiao's face paler, and his cheeks, which were still a little bloody, instantly became weaker.

"...Hey, seeing you like this, I feel like I'm bullying the old man..."

Seeing Zhang Jiao vomiting blood, Sun Yun also looked regretful and said.

"What you just said, Zhang Ling, what happened to Zhang Ling?"

Zhang Jiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although his face was pale, he still endured the pain in his chest and shouted.

Seeing Zhang Jiao's anxious look, Sun Yun felt that Zhang Ling's identity might not be simple from the beginning. Now seeing Zhang Jiao's look, he became even more convinced of his reverie.

"Hey, let me ask, what is the relationship between this Zhang Ling and you? Why are you so anxious? You were so calm just now. Is it possible that this Zhang Ling is your granddaughter?"

Sun Yun's vulgar words made Zhang Jue stunned, but the words that followed made Zhang Jue tremble in his heart.

"Where is Zhang Ling now?"

"I didn't catch her."

"Really?" Zhang Jiao also asked expectantly after hearing this.

"Fake."

However, it was not as Zhang Jiao expected. One sentence brought Zhang Jiao back to his original form again.

"you!"

Zhang Jiao became furious, pointed at Sun Yun and said angrily.

"Then you can talk about your relationship with Zhang Ling. In that case, I may tell you the situation. Otherwise, you can continue to be stiff here. Don't worry, I am the only one here. You can definitely tell me."

Sun Yun ignored Zhang Jiao's angry fingers and asked.

"He is my third brother's child and my adopted daughter."

Zhang Jiao saw that Sun Yun didn't seem to be faking it and stopped showing off his usual calmness, so he answered with anger suppressed.

"..." After hearing this, Sun Yun suddenly had dark lines on his face.

"I can only say that the relationship within your Yellow Turban Army is really chaotic."

Sun Yun waved his hand and then said: "Zhang Jiao, you have no way out now. Either I let people go down to catch you, or I don't let people drop their weapons and surrender by yourself. If you surrender by yourself, the people behind you may not
To be continued...
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