Take a train to the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 75 Yuan Xi's Revenge Comes

Guangzong.

Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Army and the Han guards led by veteran Lu Zhi continued to fight.

The war has been going on for three days and three nights. The battle is horrific, with dead bodies building walls and blood flowing for three thousand miles.

More than half of Zhang Jiao's 15 Yellow Turban troops were killed or wounded, while Lu Zhi's 1 Han Dynasty regular army only had less than [-] soldiers left!

Taking advantage of Dong Zhuo's Xiliang army's remaining heat against the Yellow Turban Army, Lu Zhi's army's night attack was a great success, annihilating more than [-] enemies overnight.But soon, Zhang Jiao made a move in the second day's battle, casting witchcraft, turning the world around in one fell swoop, and the advantage that Lu Zhi had established before was instantly reduced to ashes.

The next two days will be a fight between you and me. Every life is lost under the axes, axes, knives, guns, gold and iron horses. On the third day of the battle, it is Lu Zhi's army and horses that are in decline, and they are used by Zhang Jiao's counselor. More than 7 soldiers and horses surrounded Lu Zhijun in a four-sided siege. If there is no accident in this situation, the news sent by the imperial court to resist the Yellow Turban soldiers and horses will be defeated.

In Lu Zhi's camp, the "red-bearded" old general Lu Zhi, whose robes had turned into blood, carried his student Liu Bei and placed him on a cowhide cushion.

Liu Bei's eyes were closed tightly, but he was in a coma.This was when Liu Bei exhausted his last bit of mental energy and fainted while using witchcraft.In the battles of the past few days, Liu Bei played a big role. That set of auxiliary spells gave Lu Zhi's army a huge boost. If not for this, Lu Zhi's army might have been wiped out long ago.

After putting Liu Bei down and instructing his attendants, Lu Zhi glanced at him again, a hint of comfort flashed in his eyes. Then he left the camp and personally led his troops to the front line to kill the enemy.

Now that the critical moment of the last stand has come, Lu Zhi must step forward to command in person, seeking a chance to defeat the enemy.

At this time, in the camp of the Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Jiao closed his eyes and listened to the reports from his subordinates, and heard the information that the situation was going well, with neither sad nor happy expression on his face.

After waving his hands to make the people around him retreat, Zhang Jiao's expression finally changed, turning completely pale in an instant, and he clutched his chest tightly with his right hand.

Two days ago, Zhang Jiao once again performed the great witchcraft of the Witch Emperor's realm. When a sword fell, it was divided into two halves, one half was heaven, and the other half was hell.The [-] Lu Zhi soldiers and horses that were cut off and retreated were besieged by [-] Yellow Turbans, while Lu Zhi's soldiers and horses on the side of the heaven could only watch their comrades being slaughtered alive, and could not cross that place. A deep ditch went to the rescue.

However, after Zhang Jiao's sword strike, he immediately returned to the camp to see no outsiders, and only after a day later did he appear on the battlefield again to display his witchcraft and show off his prestige.

Zhang Jiao's actual situation is just as he said in a low voice:

"I'm afraid, my life is not long!"

Zhang Jiao showed despair.

He now finally understood that although the Taiping Art given by the old immortal of Nanhua was extremely powerful, it also had a fatal flaw that he had never discovered before: casting spells at the level of the Witch King consumes not only his mental power, but also his spiritual power. With his vitality and Zhang Jiao's body functions, he is now on the verge of being an old man. If he uses witchcraft a few more times, it is very likely that he will die immediately.

"Sure enough, the stronger the witchcraft, the greater the price!"

Zhang Jiao covered his chest and sighed.

At a time when the leaders of the two warring parties were worrying and desperate, Dong Zhuo, the original leader of the Xiliang Army, was also having a hard time.

After searching everywhere to no avail, he stayed at Hua Tuo Manor for three days, and it was impossible to see him. Dong Zhuo felt that he was almost depressed.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law, I have some news to report!"

Suddenly, Li Ru, who had gone to inquire about the news, rushed over with a smile on his face, and said to Dong Zhuo.

"Is there any news about Hua Tuo?" Dong Zhuo also asked aloud.

"no no!"

"What's that?" Dong Zhuo said with a slightly dissatisfied complexion.

Li Ru didn't give in, and immediately said: "I didn't find out the news about Hua Tuo, but I did know that there is a person as famous as Hua Tuo, known as the ghost doctor Sun Kui! He lives in a deep mountain about a day's journey away from here. Among them. Father-in-law, are you going to try it?"

"Go! Of course! Let's go now!"

"My good son-in-law, lead the way!"

Dong Zhuo was very excited, his body trembled, and the fat on his body trembled three times!

Li Ru responded immediately and prepared his horse to go.

But when he really paid a lot of money to see this ghost doctor Sun Kui, after hearing his words, Dong Zhuo's face turned pale, and his face was full of surprise.

What he said was: I can cure your disease, restore you to your previous level, and maybe even go further, but everything is relative, and the price is that you can only live for eight years at most!How to choose is up to you to choose.

"Eight years? Enough!"

After a long time, Dong Zhuo said with a dark look in his eyes and a cold tone.

"This news, I hope you don't tell others, or don't blame me for being cruel!"

Of course, the ghost doctor Sun Kui still died. After Dong Zhuo regained his strength, his head fell to the ground with a swipe of his sword.

"Only the dead can keep secrets!"

Dong Zhuo said in his heart, let this secret rot in Dong Zhuo's heart alone, even Li Ru doesn't know it.

Sitting on the red rabbit on his hips and returning to Xiliang, Dong Zhuo's eyes were red and his robe was blood-stained.

Along the way, Dong Zhuo's temperament changed drastically and he killed hundreds of innocent people indiscriminately! ——
Lin Xun was also very troubled.

Today is the appointed day for the train to depart, and Lin Xun has prepared [-] tickets for sale. However, Lin Xun and the people who were preparing to buy his tickets encountered a problem: the train stopped outside the city, but now they I can't leave the city.

I saw that the city gate of Jixian was closed tightly, and hundreds of guards with swords drawn stood outside the city gate, blocking the thousands of Jixian people who wanted to come forward.

"Accept orders from superiors! The Yellow Turbans are rampant now. To prevent the Yellow Turbans from sneaking into Ji County, the gates of Ji County will be closed from today, and no one will be allowed to go out!" A man in official uniform shouted proudly in front of all the people.

At this time, his heart was dark: he was jealous of those who could take Lin Xun's Mir train to Luoyang, but now he received an order from his superiors to close the city gate. Can't get out, and accompany him to guard the city.

Of course, the people who wanted to go out of course disagreed, but looking at the swords of the soldiers blocking the way, they did not dare to use their lives to challenge their majesty.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Dai Xin next to Lin Xun asked, and everyone else also focused on Lin Xun.

Lin Xun looked at the figure on the city gate, and then said quietly: "This way of revenge is a bit beyond my expectation!"

(End of this chapter)