With the issuance of Zhang Mancheng's order, the Yellow Turban Army in Wancheng began to make corresponding preparations.

However, there is a saying that the plan does not change quickly. Although Zhang Mancheng's actions are already fast enough, he still underestimated Zhu Jun's decisiveness.

Who would have expected that Zhu Jun had not stopped in Anle City for long. After entering the city, he did not even attend the reception banquet specially prepared for him in the city, so he directly promoted the account and held a simple military meeting.

Then, without giving others any chance to refute, he directly made a decision to lead his troops to Wancheng, preparing to clear out the main force of the Yellow Turban Army entrenched in Wancheng and the southern battlefield in the shortest time.

As Xie Feihong directly guessed, there were indeed strategists in Zhu Jun's army who were proficient in this magical power. Therefore, after the other party took over the command, he actually took Xie Feihong and others to a short distance outside Wancheng City before nightfall, and was able to set up camp.

Therefore, when Zhang Mancheng's troops came out of Wancheng the next day and were about to go to Anle, the horses in front of him actually told the Han army that they had appeared around Wancheng and were racing towards him, Zhang Mancheng and others were stunned.

However, Zhang Mancheng was waiting for a long time after the storm, so he quickly came to his senses. However, before they could make any specific decisions, they saw that the Han army led by Zhu Jun was still far away.

So after pondering for a while, Zhang Mancheng also brought his troops to meet him with his troops with his aura of losing the enemy.

To be honest, Zhu Jun and others did not expect that they would meet Zhang Mancheng's troops outside Wancheng. However, due to factors that would be more beneficial to their side if they were fighting in the field, Zhu Jun's troops did not stop. Instead, they ordered the adviser he led to speed up the march and soon came closer.

"The person who came was Zhu Jun and Zhu Gongwei."

In front of the formation, Zhang Mancheng glanced at the troops led by Zhu Jun, and focused on Xie Feihong for a moment, then closed his eyes on the middle-aged man with a helmet and armor under the commander's flag in the central army.

"Yes, you are the thief leader Zhang Mancheng, the Yellow Turban Thief Wancheng," Zhu Jun said sarcastically: "It's a pity that this name is actually used on a traitor!"

"Hmph!" Hearing Zhu Jun's sarcasm, a hint of anger flashed across Zhang Mancheng's face, and he snorted coldly and said quite bluntly: "Who is the thief is the thief, it's too early to draw a conclusion now! When our great wise and good teachers enter Luoyang, they become Lord Zhu Jun and a thief are the thief and the rebellion party are unknown!"

"Just!" Zhu Jun couldn't help but be furious when he heard this: "It's really a delusion that the leader of the cult, who dares to turn into a dragon and steal the sky!"

"Disillusion?" When a cold look flashed across Manchester City's face, he said in a dark voice: "Why would you rather have a king, prince, general, and minister! Didn't your Emperor Liu Bang rise to the top with a slightest body and finally turn into a dragon and enter the dragon court? Why can't we do it!"

"Bold! Bold!" Zhu Jun was so angry that he was trembling with anger that the sword in his hand was unsheathed. He shouted at him angrily: "You, a rat, dared to compare yourself with Emperor Gaozu, come and kill this unfatherless man for someone!"

As soon as Zhu Jun spoke, Sun Jian, who had always been respected by him, rode his horse out directly, and was located in front of the two armies and invited the battle directly: "Sun Jian from Wu County in Jiangdong is here, the thief leader Zhang Mancheng, come and die quickly!"

"presumptuous!"

After hearing Sun Jian's insults, Zhang Mancheng, who was already angry, could not bear it. After all, no matter what, Zhu Jun is a martial artist, and he was famous before that. Although Sun Jian is also a little famous, it is strictly speaking just a small fight and has not yet caught the eye of Zhang Mancheng like this.

So Zhang Mancheng didn't talk nonsense and looked at his left and right and said, "Who is willing to kill this guy for this coach Qu!"

"I'm willing to go!" A yellow turban leader rode out directly, waved the spear in his hand and galloped towards Sun Jian, galloping while reporting the number: "Thief General Sun Jian, Jiang Xia..."

"I will not have time to listen to your name!"

Facing the galloping Yellow Turban General, Sun Jian rode his horse and rose his horse. In a flash, he arrived in front of the Yellow Turban General. When the big sword in his hand was raised, the bronze sword light appeared in front of the Yellow Turban General!

Very heavy!

As the long sword fell in Sun Jian's hand, the Yellow Turban seemed to have heavier the air around here, and his body felt like he was carrying a hundred pounds of objects!

I wanted to do something, but I felt like I was trapped in a swamp, and it was difficult to do anything. So the spear that was lifted up in his hand to parry was lifted halfway, and the bronze sword light flashed past his eyes. Finally, in his consciousness, he saw a very familiar headless corpse falling down from his horse!

"So brave!"

Seeing that the general under his command died at Sun Jian's hands and did not even hold on for a single round, Zhang Mancheng couldn't help but get furious. He was talking nonsense and looked at left and right again. When the Yellow Turban Army on the left heard the elegant words, he estimated the strength comparison between himself and Sun Jian. A yellow Turban general with a short halberd stood out again and stepped forward.

"Wow, Sun Jian died!"

With a loud shout, the Yellow Turbans holding a short halberd came to Sun Jian.

As the short halberd danced in his hand, the shadow of the Taoist immortal god behind him waved the long banner in his hand. Combined with the two, the short halberd emitted a cold and cold temperature, which directly caused frost on the surrounding grass under him, and the temperature in front of the entire formation dropped a little!

It was even like this hundreds of meters away, and it was conceivable that Sun Jian had to face the same cold! But seeing that Sun Jian's silver armor condensed into a faint white mist, and frost was already hanging on his eyebrows!

It was under this terrifying low temperature that the Yellow Turban smashed the short halberd in his hand like a huge force!

This Yellow Turban General is indeed not weak. No wonder he had the courage to stand up after seeing Sun Jian take action with his own eyes. But is Sun Jian's strength used just now? Obviously not all. The Jiangdong Tiger is not just a talk. Sun Jian's force, even under the Hulao Pass where Jiangxing gathers, can be called the group at the top of the food chain!

Therefore, when facing this halberd, Sun Jian roared directly. Then the bronze long sword in his hand waved and raised, and an invisible force that was heavier than just now acted on the Yellow Turban General, and in an instant he was like carrying a mountain!
Chapter completed!