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Chapter 599 Weird battlefield

Liu Bei is a classic image (younger version), and the anxious-looking Guan Yu behind him is similar.

Wearing mainly dark green clothes and a dark green turban on his head, he has a pair of red phoenix eyes that seem to be open, and he is taller than Zhang Fei.

According to modern terminology, Liu Bei is nearly 1.8 meters tall.

Zhang Fei is about 1.88 meters tall, which is basically the same height as Xia Yanzhen, and his horizontal growth is very strong.

Guan Yu is taller, more than two meters tall, enough to rival Tiamat - of course, not in stature.

Tiamat's body shape is a combination of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Liu Bei held Xia Yanzhen's hand to express his kindness.

Guan Yu squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Yanzhen, his gaze was indeed electric.

Xia Yanzhen took all the offensives from both of them and introduced his origin and identity with a smile, saying that he was a Kunlun monk who went down to the mountain to annihilate the Yellow Turban bandits and restore peace to the world.

Liu Bei was naturally overjoyed and took Xia Yanzhen to introduce him to Zou Jing.

On the way, he reminded Xia Yanzhen: "Daozhang Xia, the Yellow Turban thieves are causing trouble. Now in the court, the people do not have a good impression of Taoist priests and alchemists. Look at your status..."

"I'm a monk." Xia Yanzhen said, "Not a Taoist priest, okay, it's pretty much the same."

"Daozhang Xia might as well change his identity." Liu Bei said.

"It's okay. I'll kill a few more Yellow Turban thieves. It doesn't matter whether they are Taoists or not." Xia Yan really didn't care. It was troublesome to change the names and identities.

And when necessary, he can be a righteous Taoist priest who kills the Yellow Turban thieves, or he can be a demon who joins the Yellow Turban thieves.

Highlight a flexible.

"That's true." Liu Bei smiled, stopped persuading, and took Xia Yanzhen to see Zou Jing.

Zou Jing was a school captain. Seeing that Liu Bei had introduced a Taoist priest with strong martial arts skills, Zou Jing was not unhappy. Instead, he smiled broadly. He welcomed Xia Yanzhen very much and treated Liu Bei very well.

Liu Bei, a man who "weaves mats and sells shoes", actually has another identity besides his illusory identity as Emperor Jing's Queen of Zhongshan and the Emperor's Uncle, which is quite useful.

He is a disciple of Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi was a serious scholar-bureaucrat and the ancestor of the Fan Yang Lu family.

Now he is Beizhonglang General, leading the soldiers from the five schools of the Northern Army to pacify the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou. He is the main force in pacifying the Yellow Turban Army.

Liu Bei was a disciple of Lu Zhi, so his treatment was naturally unusual.

Even Xia Yanzhen also got the benefit of the doubt.

Zou Jing was encouraging Liu Bei and praising him for his success in recruiting soldiers. Someone from outside came to report in a panic, saying that the spies had sent news that the Yellow Turban bandits were approaching. There were tens of thousands of bandits not far from Zhuoxian County.

"Who leads the troops?"

Zou Jing does not panic when doing things.

The soldiers who came to report shook their heads. Fortunately, new news was sent soon.

This time it’s much more detailed.

Cheng Yuanzhi, the commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turbans, and his deputy Deng Mao commanded an army of 50,000 men and prepared to attack Zhuo County and capture it.

"Fifty thousand..." Zou Jing fell into deep thought.

Fifty thousand men and horses are already a lot. The Yellow Turban Thieves set up thirty-six parties, and more than ten thousand of them would be considered generous.

"Xiao Lieutenant, why don't the three of my brothers go out with Daochang Xia to fight, we will definitely defeat the Yellow Turban bandits!" Liu Bei wanted to solve Zou Jing's problems.

"You? But you are only less than five hundred people..." Zou Jing said.

Five hundred versus fifty thousand, do I still have the advantage?

There are many Yellow Turban bandits, including refugees and mountain bandits. Zhang Jiao also created the Taiping Road. There are many followers among the Yellow Turban bandits, and they are extremely fierce in combat and are not easy to deal with.

"My three brothers plus Daochang Xia are enough!"

Liu Bei's tone was firm and full of confidence, and he was about to issue a military order.

"That's fine. If you don't succeed and come back, don't show off your strength." Zou Jing said.

"yes!"

Liu Bei took Xia Yanzhen and left in a hurry.

"Can you beat 500 against 50,000?" Xia Yanzhen asked curiously.

"Yes, as long as the leader of the Yellow Turban bandits can be killed and the enemy's momentum weakens, we can defeat him." Liu Bei said, "Daozhang Xia, you have fought against my third brother, what do you think of my third brother's martial arts?"

"Not bad." Xia Yanzhen said.

Liu Bei smiled and said: "Xia Daozhang, I am not boasting. When my three brothers join forces, not many people in the world can be our opponents. When the time comes, behead the enemy first and then charge into the battle. When my three brothers cannot hold it back, it will be up to Daozhang Xia."

If you take over temporarily and let us adjust our breathing, we will definitely defeat the Yellow Turban Thieves!"

From what Liu Bei said, it seemed that there was no cunning plan, and he just relied on his own strong combat power to defeat the opponent.

"Okay." Xia Yanzhen agreed.

Let’s see what the battlefields of these three countries are like.

Returning to the camp, Liu Bei began to count his troops. A total of 486 people were ordered out of the city.

Most of these soldiers have not experienced any combat and have not been trained.

Although he was equipped with a spear and used the spear as a weapon, his clothes were still the same without armor.

There were nearly five hundred people, all infantry, and only four people, Xia Yanzhen, were on horseback.

The horse he rode this time was much better. It was not the rogue horse that Zhang Fei used when recruiting troops, but a serious war horse.

Zou Jing couldn't provide much help, but at least the war horse matter was settled.

Otherwise, if a battle is called in front of the formation, one party is riding a horse and the other is walking, the momentum will be directly weakened by three points.

We walked all the way and came to the foot of Daxing Mountain.

Liu Bei said: "The terrain here is narrow, so it is suitable to attack many with a small number, and it is a must-pass area. It is here to relax and wait for the Yellow Turban thieves."

There are not many tactics, but there are some.

After stopping to rest for less than a stick of incense, smoke and dust filled the air in the distance, and the Yellow Turban Army, numbering fifty thousand, formed a long snake and approached at an extremely fast speed.

These yellow turban thieves all wear their hair loose and tie the yellow turban around their heads. They have a distinctive image and are very easy to identify.

The first two, in addition to the yellow scarves, also wear helmets and rattan armor, which are more "high-end" than the three Liu Bei brothers.

Apart from their weapons, Liu Bei and the other two men also had no armor on their bodies.

The Yellow Turban Army stopped.

Qu commander Cheng Yuanzhi held a spear in his hand and pointed it at Liu Bei and the others: "Who is coming?"

The one-on-one duel before the formation is a reserved part before the war begins.

"After King Jing of Zhongshan, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande!" Liu Bei's voice was loud, "Why don't you rebels and rebels surrender as soon as possible!"

"Ha!" Cheng Yuanzhi smiled briefly, "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is here to stand!"

You say we are rebels, I tell you we are the future orthodoxy!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "There you go."

After shouting half of the slogan, Cheng Yuanzhi signaled Deng Mao next to him to go to battle.

Deng Maoce immediately stepped forward: "Whoever comes up to die!"

The weapon in his hand was a long-handled hammer with a melon-like head and mottled blood stains on it.

"I come!"

Zhang Fei pinched the horse's belly and thrust out the eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand.

He was angry at Xia Yanzhen yesterday and wanted to vent his anger today.

Deng Mao tilted his body while sitting on his horse, avoiding Zhangba's snake spear, and at the same time, he picked up the hammer and was about to smash Zhang Fei's head.

But he didn't expect that Zhangba Snake Spear was following him like a shadow, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

The sharp spearhead tore into pieces the vine armor and penetrated Deng Mao's chest.

A huge hole appeared, Zhang Fei killed Deng Mao with a spear, picked him up and threw him to the ground.

Blood was flowing, and there was an indescribable smell in the air.

Tiamat, who was holding the horse for Xia Yanzhen, squinted her eyes and observed her surroundings.

"How brave! Come and die!"

Lieutenant General Deng Mao was killed in one round. Cheng Zhiyuan was furious and without respect for martial ethics, he stepped forward to attack Zhang Fei.

But there was someone faster than him. Guan Yu rode his horse and waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, Leng Yansaw, and a flash of cyan light flashed through.

Feeling the owner's "clamping force" suddenly disappear, the horse slowly stopped.

A blood line appeared on Cheng Zhiyuan's forehead above, and then blood spurted out, and the body fell apart to both sides.

Guan Yu still squinted his eyes, not looking at Cheng Zhiyuan.

There is no blood on the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Both of them kill the enemy together!

"The enemy general is dead, all officers and men will follow me to attack the Yellow Turban bandits!" Liu Bei roared, charging into the formation with his spear raised high.

The newcomers behind him also rushed over.

Led by the three brothers, it was like a sharp sword that pierced into the heart of the Yellow Turban Thief.

After the Yellow Turban thieves lost their generals, they were completely defeated on the spot and could only flee in panic, unable to even mount a basic resistance.

"Sure enough, there is something strange."

Xia Yanzhen sat still on his horse.

In his sight, everyone on the battlefield was covered with a looming transparent mist?

On Liu Bei's side, the transparent aura of a group of soldiers wrapped around their bodies like flames, and they were constantly beating.

Each one turned into an old soldier who had been on the battlefield for a long time. They were not at all intimidated by the blood and mutilated limbs. They "raised the knife and dropped it" and killed everyone.

After a little longer, he occasionally showed a ferocious laugh.

It doesn't look normal.

"What did you see?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"The blood rose up with a looming blood energy, and everyone was enveloped." Tiamat said, "But it's not very obvious. I can only detect it if I look carefully. In addition, Liu Bei and the other three have the most blood energy, and a large amount of blood energy is all over them.

Gather toward them.”

Xia Yanzhen looked at Liu Bei and the others, not to mention the real blood stained on their bodies.

In Xia Yanzhen's eyes, the transparent aura on the three of them was particularly strong, causing their figures to be distorted.

Those auras that were a little bit rough occasionally formed snarling grimaces, seeming to penetrate into their bodies.

But their expressions were not as ferocious and frantic as those soldiers, but instead looked very calm.

after awhile.

"Hush!"

Zhang Fei's face changed slightly, he pulled up the reins to stop, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and stopped pursuing the disintegrating Yellow Turban Army.

"Daozhang Xia! Third brother needs to adjust his breath a little, please lead someone to kill the enemy!"

Liu Bei shouted.

"Walk."

Xia Yanzhen held an ordinary spear in his hand and rushed forward with Tiamat to pursue the Yellow Turban Army.

A few minutes later, Xia Yanzhen asked: "How do you feel?"

He killed several Yellow Turbans and felt no change.

The invisible aura lingering around the soldier had no effect on him at all.

"It's a bit weird." Tiamat said, "The bloody aura surrounding this battlefield makes people fearless of death, and they have the urge to kill! It should be easy for these ordinary soldiers to be rushed by these auras.

It’s only right to degenerate and become a beast that only knows how to kill.”

Although these soldiers are extremely fierce now, they are not really crazy.

After a moment, Tiamat said again: "If I feel that my guess is correct, it is Liu Bei and the other three generals who have taken on those crazy auras, thus ensuring the 'normality' of these soldiers."

It looked at Liu Bei and the other three.

In addition to Zhang Fei's blood energy gradually dissipating when he stopped, the blood energy on Guan Yu and Liu Bei's bodies was already so rich that it could not be dissolved, like blood demons.


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