In Yinzhou in the northeast, in the land of northern Hebei, Julu is where the Taiping Sect's general altar is located.
Since the decisive battle of Changshe and the defeat of the Yellow Turban Army, it was like a clarion call to counterattack the Yellow Turban Army. The Yellow Turban Army everywhere was in a hurry, losing consecutive battles and receiving bad news one after another.
The Yellow Turban Army, which was originally spread all over the world, was beaten to pieces in just half a year, and countless famous Yellow Turban generals were killed or missing.
As the main altar of the Taiping Sect, Julu gathers the three masters of the Taiping Sect, as well as a large number of Yellow Turban elites and countless Yellow Turban troops.
However, the situation is still not optimistic. It was originally suppressed by the Yuan family and the Wei Dynasty. Later, Lu Zhi, the general of Bei Zhonglang, came to attack on orders. The three parties were besieged and it was difficult to develop.
As the battle of Changshe came to an end, the left and right generals Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, as well as Wei Emperor Cao Cao and his world-famous Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, who had gone south to support and then returned north, quickly made an expedition north, preparing to capture the Taiping General Altar in one fell swoop.
The giant deer in such a situation is naturally like a small boat in the vast ocean under the storm, which is in danger of capsizing at any time and is in danger.
"Rumble..."
On this day, there was a huge storm in the sky, the sky and the earth were pale, and there were thunderous waves.
The huge storm whirlpool that covers the sky and the sun hangs high in the sky; countless thunder dragons that illuminate the heaven and earth wreak havoc in the sky.
The power of God is so powerful that it makes people look down upon him.
In the whirlpool of the storm, a slender man with disheveled hair, wearing a long robe, sat cross-legged, looking like a god in the sky.
A moment later, several thunderbolts exploded from the blue sky...
The man with disheveled hair slowly fell down. His long hair was dancing wildly, his robes were swaying, and his breath was surging. He looked as majestic as a god coming to the world, but also gave people the violent feeling of a demon coming.
After landing, the man tied up his long hair casually and placed it behind his back. His upright, majestic, elegant and delicate face suddenly appeared, with a beard hanging down his chest, and he instantly became an immortal.
The leader of the Taiping Sect, God Zhang Jiao!
"Congratulations to my brother for his great improvement in cultivation. He is one step closer to becoming an Immortal Class!"
"Congratulations to the leader, you have made great progress in your magical power and are invincible in the world!"
Below, Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, and many Yellow Turban generals came forward to congratulate him.
At this time, Zhang Jiao's breath and momentum were obviously much stronger than before. However, his breath was obviously quite chaotic and violent. It should be because his cultivation had progressed too much and he had not yet consolidated his realm. This is human nature.
"It's a pity that it's still a little slow. If you can be ranked among the immortals, what will you worry about the decadent Han Dynasty? It can be destroyed with the wave of your hand!"
Zhang Jiao's face turned a little pale and he sighed with regret.
"With the strength of my elder brother's cultivation, he is already invincible in the world, so why be too hasty! The Han thieves just rely on the number of people. We are not afraid of group battles, so there is no need to worry!"
Zhang Bao looked at his eldest brother Zhang Jiao with admiration and responded repeatedly.
Originally, the Three Dukes of Taiping and the three brothers Zhang Jiao were only powerful men in the Fusion Realm, similar to the Four Emperors of Taiping, the Eight Emperors, etc., but their cultivation realm was deeper.
Ever since the Yellow Turban Storm broke out, whether it was due to the fate of time, the blessing of heaven and earth, or the opportunity, the cultivation realm of the three brothers Zhang Jiao began to advance rapidly, and they stepped into the Mahayana realm at the top of the Han Dynasty, and dominated the world.
As the God of Heaven and the eldest brother, Zhang Jiao's cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds. He is now at the pinnacle of the Mahayana realm, leaving his two younger brothers who have just entered the Mahayana realm far behind. The real distance between him and "ranking in the Immortal Class" is only half. One step away.
Zhang Bao said that Zhang Jiao is already invincible, which is not false flattery. In theory, he is already!
"Not enough! Still not enough! At the peak of Mahayana, you are still a mortal..."
Zhang Jiao looked at the confused sky in the distance with concern, and sighed with a slightly worried tone.
"..."
Everyone was speechless. The two brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were already satisfied with being able to advance to the Mahayana realm, but they no longer had extravagant expectations. They even became lazy in their daily practice.
As for other people, even the Mahayana realm is aspirational but out of reach, let alone the "immortal class"!
"No need to worry too much! Before the Han thieves encircle us, our guild will try our best to break through. By then, no matter how many Han thieves there are, they will be nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs!"
Looking at everyone's reaction, Zhang Jiao thought that everyone was worried about the future, so he couldn't help but change his tone and comforted him. After a pause, he took the initiative to change the subject and asked: "How is our situation now?"
"The situation is not optimistic..."
Everyone's expressions froze, their excitement faded, Zhang Liang braced himself and hesitated.
"It's okay to just say it!" Zhang Jiao frowned and said calmly.
Zhang Liang responded bravely: "Since the defeat of Changshe, the situation of our army has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and progress everywhere is not smooth!"
"What's the specifics?" Zhang Jiao's face turned a bit ugly and turned slightly pale, but he still asked calmly.
"The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry of the Great Wei Dynasty and Changshe's reinforcements pursued the remnant army of Zhongzhou.
The Night Emperor He Man was besieged by the four war kings of the Wei Dynasty, and was finally killed by Cao Hong, the war king of Lian Gong; the remnant army of Zhongzhou was defeated again, and the king of heaven Zhang Mancheng fled to the southwest; the king of earth Bocai and others disappeared..."
Zhang Liang gritted his teeth and reported the report, which made Zhang Jiao's pale face turn red.
"The army marching westward was defeated by the elite soldiers of Shu. The human kings: Gong Du, the tiger of Runan, and Liu Pi, the leopard of Runan, surrendered to Shu. The rest were either dead or missing..."
"Black Emperor Yang Feng saw that the situation was not good, and was recruited by Ling Emperor. He was awarded the title of Captain of Black Mountain. He still commanded his former subordinates and had to appoint filial and honest officials..."
"Emperor Zhang Yan was besieged by many Han thieves. Seeing that the situation was not good, he hid in the Taihang Mountains. However, he sent an envoy to Tiandu to write to the court asking for surrender. He was appointed by Emperor Ling as Pingnan Zhonglang General to command the original Black Mountain Army.
', and manage the mountainous area north of Xianhe (Yellow River)..."
…
Zhang Liang's reports again and again made Zhang Jiao's face turn red and white.
Unexpectedly, after only a few months of seclusion, the Yellow Turban Army, which had swept the world with unparalleled power, changed so quickly and became unbelievably arrogant.
"Four Emperors... What a Four Emperors..."
Zhang Jiao's face turned red, his breathing quickened, he gritted his teeth and felt extremely distressed, and even murmured with regret.
To this day, the Four Emperors of Taiping, two died and two surrendered, making it a big joke!
"..."
Everyone was silent, the atmosphere was stagnant, no one dared to speak out, and no one knew what to say.
"Report..."
At this moment, a long and urgent cry came out, and a yellow scarf god general came out of the air. He didn't care about the surprise Zhang Jiao came out of seclusion, nor did he care about congratulations. He anxiously reported in a flurry:
"Report to Sangong, gentlemen! Bian Ji, the Heavenly King of Dongjun, was defeated by Zuo Zhonglang's general Huangfu Song in the battle of Cangting. The Heavenly King was captured, and Dongjun fell..."
"ah?!"
Everyone was shocked, and even more confused and confused.
The fall of Dongjun means that the Han bandits south of Xianhe will be able to march straight in and directly attack the hinterland of the Taiping Sect.
More importantly, the fall of Dongjun means that the Han army in Zhongzhou, as well as Wei Emperor Cao Cao and his tiger and leopard cavalry, are about to cross the river to the north, and even the gateway to the hinterland of Taiping has been lost!
"puff……"
Zhang Jiao opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the sky with blood, making it look particularly bright, bright red...
The originally surging and vast aura suddenly poured out, and the slender figure standing tall on the sky seemed to... collapse!
"Brother! (Leader, God)" everyone exclaimed!
"There is no need to panic! This guild will retreat immediately and will definitely be placed in the Immortal Class to revive the prestige of our religion!"
"In addition, the second brother (Zhang Bao) leads the army to guard Guangtao; the third brother (Zhang Liang) leads the army to guard Guangzong. No matter what, we must persist until I leave the customs!"
