Chapter 231
It is different from the joy and encouragement in the Han barracks.

At this time, the Yellow Turban Army was lifeless.

Just half an hour ago.

After seeing Zhang Jiao spitting blood, many people suddenly lay unconscious on the ground.

The surrounding direct disciples saw Zhang Jiao lying on the ground suddenly, they were startled and went up to meet him.

They kept stroking Zhang Jiao's body.

"Great virtuous teacher/General Tiangong, wake up!"

Everyone was very flustered, their eyes were focused on Zhang Jiao's face, no one saw that a tightly clenched hand entered from his arms.

"Great virtuous teacher, how would we live without your leader!"

The man cried and wailed, raised the corners of his eyes, and looked carefully at the other yellow scarves with sad faces. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he looked happy, and walked out quietly with joy in the corners of his eyes.

Not long after he left, a man walked up to the yellow scarf banner with blood all over his body and a bad face.

Looking at Zhang Jiao's pale face, he felt his heart beat a beat slower, and his figure retreated again and again.

Didn't the eldest brother be full of confidence before, saying that this battle will be won?

How did you end up in this situation now?
He was accompanied by a person who was Zuo Miaozhangba, one of Zhang Jiao's most trusted personal disciples!

Although Zuo Zhuzhangba's face was not good, he knew what to do now. He quickly dispersed the crowd, and then transported Zhang Jue to the commander's tent, where he found a doctor accompanying the army for careful treatment.

After confessing for a while, Zuo Miaozhangba quickly walked back to the previous banner.

Before he left, he ordered that if anyone left here, they should be dealt with by military law!
"Today's matter must not be publicized!" Zuo Huzhangba glanced at everyone here, "If someone dares to publicize, hehehe."

He clicked his knuckles, and the others swallowed. This punch was no joke!
"Little man/I know!"

"You know best, you can go now."

Zuo Miao Zhangba looked at Shuai Zhang with a slightly worried expression.

The moment they learned that Zhang Jiao was in a coma, the Yellow Turban Army had already begun to retreat. Although it was not a rout, about ten thousand people died during the retreat, which was considered a major defeat.

I do not know how long it has been.

Zhang Jiao lay on a straw mat and woke up slowly.

Feeling a fishy smell coming from the bottom of his throat, he couldn't bear it for a while, and spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

Zhang Liang turned pale with shock, "Brother!"

Zhang Jiao waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's just blood congestion, don't worry about it."

Zhang Liang still looked worried, "But brother, your face..."

Zhang Jiao comforted, "It's okay, besides, Liu Hong is not feeling well, the situation should be worse than mine."

Halfway through the talk, Zhang Jiao sneered and said, "I never thought he would be so courageous."

Zhang Liang questioned, "What kind of courage?"

"Naturally, it's the courage to fight me to the death." Although Zhang Jiao's physical condition is on the verge of collapse, his eyes are still convincing as always. Between him and Chen's son's big housekeeper brother Zhong, and he also brought the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom to the front of the battle, his combat power is no worse than that of someone who has just entered the Grand Master!"

Zhang Liang was taken aback, "So powerful?"

Zhang Jiao laughed and said, "What's the use of being powerful? It's not that I am superior. Although I was surprised that he dared to merge with the Chilong to break the coffin forcibly, he didn't think about it. Who is this underground river?" home ground."

"So, big brother, you won."

Zhang Jiao looked arrogant, "Of course, I'm sure that Liu Hong's injury is twice as serious as mine, and there is a high probability that there is no medicine to heal!"

Zhang Liang's happiness is also on the surface, but he is more focused on his elder brother's body. After all, the yellow scarf depends entirely on Zhang Jiao. If Zhang Jiao is gone, it is equivalent to the loss of the yellow scarf, so he asked nervously, "Then elder brother?" your body"

Zhang Jiao said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I specially kept a treasure pill just to deal with such situations."

After finishing speaking, he let out a deep sigh, "It's a pity that there is only the last one of this Shennong Pill left. If I can still get a pot, the odds of winning will be increased by three points!"

Zhang Liang comforted, "It's good that this one is left, brother, eat the last Shennong Baodan, everyone outside is still waiting for you!"

Zhang Jiao nodded, put his hand into the side of his underwear, and groped up and down.

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Zhang Jiao's hand suddenly stopped, and there was a rare panic in his eyes.

Zhang Liang didn't know what happened, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, big brother?"

Zhang Jiao was silent.

Zhang Liang anxiously asked, "Say it, brother!"

"Just now."

"What just now?" Zhang Liang spoke very fast, and Zhang Jiao had already asked before he finished speaking.

"Did anyone approach me just now, approach my body?"

Zhang Liang recalled for a moment, then said, "Yes, there are quite a few, what's the matter?"

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes in pain, "Shen Nong Pill is lost."

Losing this treasure pill would mean death. According to Zhang Jiao's disposition, death is acceptable.

But what really made Zhang Jiao unacceptable was that someone he trusted actually betrayed him!

Those who were able to stay at the banner at that time were not only direct disciples but also confidantes!
Why did he Zhangjiao revolt, why did he rebel?

Maybe others would think it was because of power, but Zhang Jiao knew very well that he was doing it for the people in his eyes.

But now the goal he has been striving for has betrayed him again, which makes Zhang Jiao cover his eyes in pain.

Hearing this, Zhang Liang took four or five steps back in shock, and bumped into the candlestick beside him without knowing it.

Zhang Jiao looked at his young brother's expression and sighed, "Be more mature. Since things have become like this, we can only accept it."

"I'm going to get Shennong Baodan back!"

Zhang Liang ran out staggeringly, almost tripped by the cloth strip at the door, if he hadn't adjusted his figure, he would have thrown a dog to eat shit.

The guard not far from the door of the handsome tent frowned.

"General Rengong is so panicked, isn't it?"

The guard opposite him slapped him on the head, "What are you thinking, kid? The great virtuous teacher will be safe and sound!"

The person who was beaten whispered, "I didn't think so. You said it, not me!"

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And within the handsome account.

Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Liang who was leaving in a hurry, with a somewhat helpless expression.

The second brother Zhang Bao is courageous and the third brother Zhang Liang is decisive but not courageous. Without him, neither of them can accomplish anything.

Now that someone has stolen Shennongdan, his life, like Liu Hong, is already dying.

And Zhang Liang.

Undoubtedly the person he was most worried about.

Zhang Jiao took out a pen and paper, and carefully wrote down his expectations for Zhang Liang.

As soon as he finished writing, Zhang Jiao coughed repeatedly, and sat slumped aside, gasping for breath.

perhaps.

It is not certain that his life is really here.
Zhang Jiao smiled and closed his eyes.

He wants to rest and rest.

He is tired.

(End of this chapter)

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