Strictly speaking, Guangzong is not considered a strong city. It is said that it is a prefecture and county capital like Wancheng, but it is slightly worse than ordinary big cities.

But now it is more difficult to overcome than ordinary people, because there is Zhang Jiao, the number one master today!

The world's number one is not what Zhang Jiao promised, but what he recognized. Although the Han court, especially the royal family, is very reluctant to admit it, it also changed this established fact.

After all, at the beginning of the Taipingdao Rebellion, the royal family sent many masters, and even the trump cards used by the royal family to suppress the world were dispatched. Now Zhang Jiao is still alive, and the Yellow Turban Army in the heart of the Central Plains was still hanging above the head of the Han Dynasty like a high-hanging sword of Damox.

If Zhang Jiao is a waste, aren’t the people in the Han court even worse than waste?

As Zhu Jun brought his troops who had returned from the southern battlefield to Guangzong City, the Han army finally formed the last puzzle. This also represents the last, largest and most difficult bone in the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong City. Zhang Jiao's troops are approaching.

In Guangzong City, the Yellow Turban Army naturally took this change in the Han army, so Zhang Jiao in the city directly recruited a group of senior Yellow Turban Army leaders in the city and began to prepare for the next desperate battle!

The meeting did not last long. After all, before Zhu Jun's army arrived, I don't know how many times the relevant meetings had been held. The general plan had been discussed repeatedly. The reason why everyone was recruited is to determine and make the last mobilization.

The senior executives of the Yellow Turban Army were retreated, leaving only Zhang Jiao's daughter Zhang Ning, and his third brother General Zhang Liang. Obviously, he wanted to talk to these two people separately.

"Ning'er," looked at the daughter in front of you, and after a long time, Zhang Jiao sighed and said, "Following you for your father... I'll be suffering."

"Dad, why did you say this?" Zhang Ning comforted: "It should be that my daughter dragged you down. I didn't help my father's great cause."

Seeing that his daughter was so sensible, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes. She was about to continue talking about something, but she felt a slight discomfort, and then she quickly took over a piece of brocade plaque to cover her mouth and coughed violently.

After a while, the cough gradually faded, and a trace of blood was stained with the brocade handkerchief!

"Dad!" Seeing this bloody look, Zhang Ning, who was patting his back, didn't know that Zhang Jiao's situation was not very good now, so he quickly asked, "You... are you?"

No wonder she was so nervous. You know, Zhang Jiao has the strength that can compare to the top military generals in this world.

According to the world where Xie Feihong is located, his strength is basically equivalent to the peak of a general! And it is not the kind of person who is forced to improve by means of side sects and has a weak foundation. His strength is the kind of person who is considered a mainstay in the entire peak of a general.

Now, she was coughing up blood, how could she not worry?

"Small things are fine," he didn't seem to want to worry his daughter, so Zhang Jiao calmly put away the brocade and comforted him.

It is obvious that his perfunctory behavior was not recognized by Zhang Ning, so he didn't say much nonsense and turned around and prepared to go out to find a doctor to take a look for Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao was relieved and could not help but be speechless. After all, they started their Taiping Dao by rituals, porridge, and treatment to expand their influence. Therefore, in a certain way, Zhang Jiao himself was also one of the best doctors of this era.

Now his daughter actually wants to find a doctor to treat him. This is simply...

So Zhang Jiao, who felt that he could not afford to lose others, called Zhang Ning directly. Without talking nonsense, he went straight to the main topic and said in a solemn voice: "Okay, let's talk about serious matters, Ning'er, there is something for your father that you need to do."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ning naturally did not dare to neglect her, and asked hurriedly.

With a move, he summoned a brocade box that had been prepared in the air. While handing it to Zhang Ning, Zhang Jiao said, "I need you to take it away from Guangzong, and then find a suitable person to pass it on."

Zhang Ning took the brocade box and was stunned. Seeing that the other party had no objection, he opened it directly in front of him, and what was contained inside was Taiping Qingling's letter!

Outside the city of Guangzong City, in the Han army's central tent, senior generals such as Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun and Dong Zhuo were gathered together to discuss tomorrow's actions.

That's right, after Zhu Jun led his army to arrive, Huangfu Song didn't want to wait any longer for a day. He would prepare to attack the city tomorrow and completely deal with the Yellow Turban located in Guangzong City!

Of course, it was not that he didn't want to continue to drag on, but the entrustment of the Liu royal family who followed the army was tightly urged. Although he was the chief general of the Han army, both Dong Zhuo and Zhu Jun were controlled by him, he could not ignore the opinions of the royal family, especially the royal family's entrustment.

"Okay, everyone, do you have any other objections? If not, then let's disperse and prepare for the reorganization of the army."

After he finished everything, Huangfu Song symbolically solicited the opinions of other senior officials attending the meeting. After finding that the others had no objection, he directly dismissed the generals and waited for tomorrow to come.

Outside the military tent, several other senior generals who attended the meeting came out one after another, exchanged a few greetings, and then scattered to the other low-level officers who were not qualified to participate in this military meeting.

For example, the cavalry commander Cao Cao, among the people he wanted to notify were Liu Bei and Xie Feihong.

"General Xie stayed."

The order was very simple, especially when it came to the low-level officers, the order was even more concise. Therefore, it did not take long, so Cao Cao conveyed the order from Xie Feihong. After Xie Feihong's sent him out, he left the camp where Xie Feihong was stationed and went to Liu Bei.

As Cao Cao's figure gradually faded away, the smile on Xie Feihong's face began to slowly restrain itself. After a deep look at his back, Xie Feihong turned around and turned around.

"Hey, hey, little kid, let's discuss it," as Xie Feihong stepped into the military tent, Qianqiujing's voice appeared in his mind again.

"no."

Xie Feihong didn't even listen to Qianqiujing's next words, so he directly refused.

Because even if he didn't say it, Xie Feihong knew what he wanted to say next. After all, since Xie Feihong came to the city of Guangzong, it had basically not stopped. Xie Feihong rushed to kill people from time to time, and took the walking fragments of luck one by one.

Like Cao Cao, Qianqiu Jing has been deceived several times, hoping that Xie Feihong would besides the other party. He even thought of excuses for Xie Feihong to ensure that everything is foolproof.

No wonder it is like this, because these fragments of luck seem to be related to the general trend of the world today. Simply put, the deeper the entanglement of the Yellow Turban Rebellion at this time, the larger the fragments of luck he carries and the better the quality.

Now, Guangzong City has become the focus of today. Except for some of the Yellow Turban Rebellion that are related to the Yellow Turban Rebellion and some of the people in the Luoyang Dynasty and the Julu Zhang Bao, they are basically gathered here, which is naturally worthy of the coveting of Qianqiu Jing.

"Don't refuse so quickly?" Qianqiujing said unwillingly: "The faster I recover, the more help you will be, you should."

"I said, no, at least not yet," Xie Feihong said unmoved.

Although Xie Feihong himself is not particularly passionate about maintaining the original plot of the world he traveled through, like the two worlds he traveled through before, the plot was destroyed a lot by him intentionally and unintentionally, he would not deliberately destroy it.

The most important thing is that although Xie Feihong practiced a murderous knife, he was not a bloodthirsty person. The mere misty aura that Qianqiujing reported to trade was not enough to make him moved.

Of course, there is another equally important reason, that is, before finding the method of completely, at least relatively controlling Qianqiu Mirror, Xie Feihong did not want its origin to improve too quickly. Otherwise, who would know what the old monster could make.

He directly ignored the voice of Qianqiujing who was still chatting and refusing to give up. Xie Feihong began to close his eyes and restlessly, and his thoughts flew.
Chapter completed!