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Ma Teng, who had just finished the battle at the west gate, hurriedly mounted his horse and rode to the east gate, followed by less than a thousand men of sacrifice. Before they reached the east gate, the sound of killing shook the sky. Ma Teng used his lightness skill to climb up the city wall, only to see the Yellow Turban Army all over the mountain charging forward. The leader was even more arrogant and brandished his long sword.
Ma Teng recognized that he was Hu Zheng of the Yellow Turban Army. He had planned to use a heavy tactic to drive the troops out of the gate, but it was useless. He had also been shot back by crossbow bolts several times and was covered in injuries. The wooden awls of the Yellow Turban army's door-breaking cart were about to break through the gate, but there was nothing he could do.
"White clouds float in the sky. I haven't seen the legendary Wang Yang in the East, but…It must be as vast as the desert! I don't know how my father is doing. Second Uncle said that my father can't hold on anymore…Alright, let's go together as father and son! Sigh... Ah Tie, Ah Wan, Ah Chao…Father really wants to see you. I wonder how your martial arts are?”
"Governor! The prefect! Look..."
Just as Ma Teng came back to his senses, the deputy general beside him called him back to reality. Ma Teng looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a group of thousands of soldiers behind the Yellow Turban Army outside the east gate. Each of them was dressed in fur and held a huge long knife in both hands. Their hair was disheveled and their faces were fierce. The four people in the lead were even more invincible. Unexpectedly, the Yellow Turban Army, which was attacked from behind by the enemy, was in a state of chaos.
Led by the four of them, the surprise army was unstoppable, and in a short while, they were already close to Hu Zheng's middle army. Hu Zheng could be considered a general. He was not frightened by the surprise attack from behind. With a wave of his long sword, he immediately changed the formation and split the Yellow Turban army into two, intending to annihilate the incoming soldiers and the Western Liang army. In the blink of an eye, the situation changed and the thousands of soldiers were surrounded. One of the four knew that it was urgent. He patted the saddle and flew towards Hu Zheng like an arrow. He held a moon-shaped sword in his hand. It was the Crescent Blade dagger.
Although Hu Zheng panicked when he saw this, he thought that he had the advantage in numbers and did not mind. At this moment, he waved his left hand and shouted,"Release the arrows!"
Although the Yellow Turban Army was mostly composed of ordinary civilians, their combat experience was weaker than the regular Han army. However, because the Yellow Turban army had been fighting for several years, they were familiar with the situation on the battlefield and had also unknowingly trained their actual combat skills. In addition, there were many Jianghu people in the Yellow Turban army who helped them, so the strength of the Yellow Turban army was not inferior to other Han regular armies. Some people even believed that the overall strength of the Yellow Turban Army was enough to compete with the Yuan clan's Youzhou Army, which was publicly known as the " Peerless Cavalry ".
(Note: The Yuan clan originally lived in Henan, but moved to Jizhou because the former emperor granted them an official position. Therefore, the private force formed by the Yuan clan in Jizhou was called the Jizhou Army.) Due to innate factors and the Yuan family's financial strength, the weapons and defensive equipment of the Jizhou Army were the best in the country. The Yuan family was more committed to the training and training of soldiers, and the diners in the family were all from the local famous people. Therefore, their strength was strong, and they were also a family that the Ten Generals did not want to offend until the end. When the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, Zhang Jiao launched an attack in Zhao Family Village in Jizhou. The first to bear the brunt was the Yuan clan in Jizhou. All the warlords in the world thought that the Yuan clan would suffer a crushing defeat. Unexpectedly, the Yuan clan formed a cavalry with 3,000 good horses and defeated the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers who attacked. From then on, their reputation soared, and the Yuan clan became the number one clan. Although this cavalry regiment had no choice but to retreat to Youzhou because of the strength of the Yellow Turban army, the Yuan clan's cavalry regiment was still known as the "Peerless Cavalry".）
Therefore, under Hu Zheng's command, the dozens of archers around him actually organized themselves into a kneeling formation in an orderly manner to face the newcomer. Among these dozens of archers, a Yellow Turban soldier with a higher rank said without hesitation,""Shoot!"
The sharp arrows rained down on the person who was leaping in the air. That person smiled, and the sharp light of the "crescent blade" in his hand suddenly grew by more than two feet and emitted a burning killing intent.
While everyone was shocked, that person calmly blocked the arrows. This rain of arrows that they thought could turn him into a porcupine actually could not stop him at all.
"How is that possible? I, Hu Zheng, don't believe it! You good-for-nothings can't even shoot a person down from midair…Give me the bow!"
Hu Zheng conveniently took the Yellow Turban soldier's longbow and nocked an arrow at the incoming person. His martial arts attainments were not weak, so the power of his arrow was naturally different from that of an ordinary archer. The sound of the sharp arrow tearing through the air could be heard.
However, even though this arrow was strong and powerful, this person must have extraordinary skills to dare to jump in the air and expose his weakness. He did not panic when he saw that the arrow was different from before. He turned around in the air and moved his body to the left. With such a small gap, he had already dodged the arrow from his abdomen.
Seeing that the arrow that he was extremely confident in was narrowly dodged by the other party, Hu Zheng could not help but praise him. However, although he admired the person's skills, his goal was to get rid of him, so he had to kill him. With this thought in mind, Hu Zheng extended his left hand without turning his head and said to the Yellow Turban soldier,""Hurry up! Arrows! Ah!"
A sharp pain assaulted Hu Zheng's left hand. Hu Zheng hurriedly turned his head to take a look. He saw a Yellow Turban soldier with an unfamiliar face holding a bloody long sword, and on the ground was his left wrist that had followed him for more than forty years. He did not expect Hu Zheng to accidentally cut off his left forearm.
Hu Zheng hurriedly retreated a dozen steps to another group of Yellow Turban soldiers. Enduring the intense pain, he quickly poked several major acupuncture points on his left arm to stop the blood from flowing wildly. He said with an even uglier expression,""You... Who is it?"
This unfamiliar Yellow Turban soldier was now brandishing his long sword to kill the Yellow Turban soldiers who had come up to protect Hu Zheng. He slowly said,""I am Li Jue, one of the Four Wolves of the Qiang Tribe!”
Hu Zheng's expression changed drastically. The Qiang Tribe was famous for their good fighting skills. Moreover, the Four Wolves of the Qiang Tribe were also the four famous experts of the Qiang Tribe. The four people who led the troops just now must be one of the other three of the Four Wolves, but... There were only four wolves, so why was there one more?
Hu Zheng's question was quickly answered. Li Jue blocked the Yellow Turban soldiers on the left who were about to launch a sneak attack. With a twist of his wrist, he cut open the other's throat with his sword and smiled."Dog Hu was very lucky before he died. Coincidentally, my young master came personally.”
Hu Zheng was shocked when he heard this and thought to himself," The Fourth Wolf was one of the Qiang Tribe's top experts. To be called the Young Master…Could it be…Thinking of the possible answer, Hu Zheng could not help but cry out,"Dong Zhuo! The Dong Zhuo who sentenced all the captives to death and made them wish they were dead?”
Dong Zhuo was the only son of the Qiang tribe leader, Dong Buhuo. He was a young expert of the new generation of the Qiang tribe. Although the Four Wolves 'martial arts skills were several classes higher than his, he was the first to fight in every battle. The Qiang tribe loved him very much, and the Four Wolves were loyal to him. Dong Zhuo was very conceited and talented, so he often lost interest in the content of the martial arts he learned, causing his martial arts to be messy and unorganized. However, because he had the most precious treasure of the Qiang tribe, the Crescent Moon Blade of the Ten-Sky Divine Weapon, he had not been defeated until now.
Although Dong Zhuo was highly supported by his clansmen, he was notorious among the outsiders. Every time a war ended, the female captives would be rewarded and given to the soldiers of the tribe to have sex with them, while the male captives would be subjected to a carefully designed "capital punishment" and would only seek death. Therefore, when the foreign tribes met Dong Zhuo in battle, they would often avoid his attack and were unwilling to fight with him.
"That's right!"
Before Li Jue could respond to Hu Zheng's question, the man in the air had already moved to Hu Zheng's side, pointing the heads of his soldiers and shooting the Crescent Blade at Hu Zheng. Hu Zheng had lost too much blood and did not want to fight back. He lowered his head and dodged. He was about to laugh at him, but he saw that this person did not reveal a cold smile because of his mistake. Hu Zheng became suspicious. He turned around and saw a shiny silver chain pulling the crescent blade back to cut his throat. Blood spurted out like a pillar and he fell to the ground.
The man who had beheaded Hu Zheng raised his head with his disheveled hair and right hand, which was covered in blood. Seeing this, Li Jue hurriedly cut down the Yellow Turban soldier holding the commander's flag beside him and shouted,"Hu Zheng is dead. If the Yellow Turban bandits don't surrender, they will be the consequences!”
At first, the Yellow Turban soldiers thought that it was the enemy's means and wanted to ignore it. However, some of the Yellow Turban soldiers turned around and saw that the commander's flag had fallen to the side. They were all in a panic and running in all directions. In the distance, a big man with messy hair was holding a head in an imposing manner. They could not help but spread the news of Hu Zheng's death in disbelief. The morale of the Western Liang army, which had lost all will to live, was boosted when they heard of Hu Zheng's death. With the help of thousands of Qiang soldiers from afar, they killed countless Yellow Turban soldiers.
Ma Teng saw that he could not miss this opportunity, so he immediately opened the city gate and raised the flag to make a gesture of surrender. In an instant, more than 50,000 soldiers surrendered, making the Western Liang soldiers very busy. Ma Jin was originally watching the situation from the tower in the middle city. At this time, he saw that something was amiss and went downstairs to lead a few soldiers over on horseback. He stopped beside Ma Teng and pointed at the disheveled burly man holding the "crescent blade" and asked,"Just now, this strong man led the army to lift the siege of Xiliang. He is so heroic and powerful. He took the general's head among ten thousand people as if it was in his pocket. Who is it?"
Hearing this, Ma Teng revealed a rare smile and said,""Who else is worthy of being the number one warrior in Liangzhou…Hey! I, Ma Teng, am truly blessed to have the honor of being your sworn brother…He is the young master of the Qiang Tribe, Dong Zhuo!"
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