The Yellow Turban Rebellion lasted for more than one month, and the Yellow Turban Army of all over the world captured prefectures, counties and counties, with great momentum and sweeping the world.

For a time, the world was filled with wars and wars. This was the largest and most terrifying rebellion since the founding of Zhonghan, and it was the most solemn uprising in Zhongzhou history so far besides the Chen Sheng and Wu Guang uprising.

Not only Zhonghan, but also the neighboring countries bordering Zhonghan have learned the news.

The kings of all countries have ulterior motives, watch from the wall and wait for an opportunity to move.

Jizhou, Julu.

"Brother, the imperial army is retreating step by step. In two months, we may be able to gather troops to siege Luoyang!" Zhang Liang said excitedly.

Zhang Jiao shook his head, but there was a trace of sorrow between his eyebrows.

"But now people all over the world call us Yellow Turban Thiefs." In Julu City, Zhang Jiao put his hands behind him and muttered to himself.

The brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao on both sides said in unison: "Brother, they don't understand our Yellow Turbans, and they are blinded by the court. When they understand our Yellow Turbans, they will understand our Hongyuan."

"No, I always have an ominous premonition." Zhang Jiao sighed.

"Our Taiping Road originally needed the hearts of the people in the world to overthrow the tyranny. Now, except for Jizhou, who is not attacking us, we are facing not only the court, aristocratic families, but also the people of the other twelve states. Although they are now full of fire, they are like cooking oil, as if they are full of real and empty." Zhang Jiao closed his eyes.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang were silent. They only listened to their brothers and have been like this since childhood. What their brothers said was always right.

Zhang Jiao's mind appeared in his mind as the disciples he had received over the years.

They are very well-behaved and sensible when they are in front of themselves.

But they changed after they left their side.

He harms the people, plunders the people's wealth, and plunders women and children.

He was nominally a rebel army, but he did something even more brutal than the court. Although Zhang Jiao was worried, he was difficult to control.

Now he has vaguely lost control of the Yellow Turban Army of each state. He is nominally the General of the God of Heaven, but the real control of the Yellow Turban Army of each state is not in his hands. The only one he can command is the Yellow Turban Army of Jizhou.

"This is easy to be broken by the imperial army." Zhang Jiao's voice became lower and lower. "It seems that the only thing is..."

A trace of gloom flashed in Zhangjiao's eyes.

Under Zhang Jiao's order, five thousand elite troops selected from the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou entered the city one after another.

These five thousand elite soldiers were carefully selected by the Yellow Turban Army. Each of them was above seven feet tall and strong. They were strong and strong.

Zhang Jiao asked them to pour gold and water on them and stick yellow talismans.

Exposed on the open space for three days, Zhangjiao puts an altar on the altar.

On the first day, the gold and water on all the heroes completely solidified, and people were like gold sculptures.

On the second day, all the yellow talismans posted on the body of the heroes melted into the surface of the gold plastic, and a large number of complex symbols appeared on the surface of the gold plastic.

On the third day, the golden plastic was integrated into the surface of the skin. The image of a hero was no different from that of an ordinary person. He could see his body, but his golden skin color was different from that of an ordinary person.

"This is the Yellow Turban Strongman, which can expand territory and conquer the north and south for our great cause of peace." Zhang Jiao said.

Three days later, Zhang Jiao's temples were gray and aged ten years old.

On the open space, five thousand Yellow Turbans stretched their bodies slowly and calmly.

A Yellow Turban Strongman on the edge seemed not used to his own changes. He stepped out of the ground with his foot and cracked, and the spider-web-like cracks spread outwards with his right foot as the center.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang couldn't help but show fear when he saw these Yellow Turban heroes.

They didn't know about the existence of the Yellow Turban Strongman before, and the elder brother never told them.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, Yu Ji seemed to have some feelings to look north, his face was complicated and difficult to understand. "Is it a taboo to live and refine people, but he really did it. If he is so destined, he is doomed."

"This is the Yellow Turban Strongman? It doesn't look special." Zhang Yan said coldly with her arms wrapped around her chest.

"Why don't you go and try it?" Zhang Niujiao beside him said with a smile.

Zhang Yan rolled her eyes, "You want to go by yourself, what if the General of God blames you."

"Haha, then I'll talk to General God." Zhang Niujiao said.

Zhang Yan was a little moved.

Zhang Niujiao went to Zhang Jiao to explain that Zhang Jiao was also interested in seeing the skills of the Yellow Turban Strongman, and immediately ordered Zhang Yan to compete with the Yellow Turban Strongman.

When he arrived at the school ground, the prepared Yellow Turban Strongman stepped forward and punched Zhang Yan.

The punch was strong and strong, with a strong sound of wind.

Zhang Yan dodged away the punch.

The Yellow Turban Strongman punched him down again.

Zhang Yan flexibly avoided the laziness and said: "It's too slow. What's the use of not hitting someone if you have a strong strength."

The Yellow Turban Strongman seemed not to hear Zhang Yan's mockery, and continued to attack Zhang Jiao with a dull expression.

He stepped on his shoes and exploded with golden soles, and as he lifted the hard bluestone, he stepped on a footprint.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The Yellow Turban Strongman left a row of footprints on the ground wherever he passed. The Yellow Turban Strongman, like a bulldozer, hit him and knocked him away.

Zhang Yan wanted to let the Yellow Turbans perform, but she never took action. At this moment, she finally said, "I'm going to fight back."

After saying that, he held a flying fork and stabbed forward. The flying fork collided with the Yellow Turban Strongman but made a sound of gold and iron clashing. Zhang Yan was shocked and saw that there were only two white seals where he stabbed.

However, a gap the size of a rice grain was popped up in his flying fork.

Zhang Yan was confused for a moment.

The Yellow Turban Rider raised his right leg high, the floor tiles exploded, and a phantom was pulled out from behind and hit Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan jumped into the air and jumped up and landed on the Yellow Turban Rider's shoulder. The palm of his left hand covered with a layer of energy and then avoided his head and patted it down his shoulder.

After the Yellow Turban Reis was touched by the invulnerable body of the qi, it melted like spring snow, and its shoulders were sank irregularly, and it knelt on the ground with a clang.

It turned out that the Gang Qi was needed to deal with them, Zhang Yan said in his heart.

"Add nine more Yellow Turban heroes." Zhang Jiao said.

The Yellow Turban Powerful Soldier is originally a soldier. It is normal for him to fight alone than Zhang Yan's opponent. Zhang Yan's level is also at the top level in the entire Yellow Turban Army.

Another nine Yellow Turban Strongmen took the battle.

A total of ten Yellow Turban heroes formed a formation side by side. Each of them had long-handled weapons in their hands, with different styles, including long-handled maces, long-handled double-edged axes, long-handled spears, etc.

Ten people rushed to the formation, and Zhang Yan rushed towards him with a layer of energy attached to his fork.

Accompanied by the dense sound of cross-speeches, the weapons of ten people were raised, and the flying forks cut through the chests of ten people, leaving scars inch deep, but no blood flowed out of the surface of the wound.

Ten Yellow Turban Strongmen shouted softly and scattered to surround Zhang Yan.

It took a while before Zhang Yan solved the ten Yellow Turban strong men, avoiding their lives, and they were knocked to the ground without hurting their lives.

"Send another hundred people." Zhang Jiao said.

Zhang Yan's face turned bitter. He had exhausted a lot of his energy to deal with these ten people just now. Wouldn't a hundred people be exhausted to death?

But then Zhang Yan's face changed.

Hundreds of Yellow Turban Colonels formed an army after the field. There was a mysterious yellow light mist between all the Yellow Turban soldiers connecting them together. Although their strength did not change, their speed was two points faster.

Even Zhang Yan dared not to sway his sharp edge in the formation of the 100-man Yellow Turban Powerful Soldiers. He could only avoid looking for opportunities to break through and have hope.

"Brother, we have five thousand Yellow Turban strong men in our hands. No army in the world can be defeated. What are the so-called Bingzhou wolf cavalry, Xiliang iron cavalry, and Youzhou white horse righteous constellation!" Zhang Liang was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!