At the Northern Liang campsite.
There was a strange silence.
Yan Chuan took a bite of corn and smiled,"You don't even know me, and you say you can become a canal marshal by killing me?”
"Kill them!"
Zhang Rao's eyes lit up.
He rode his horse and attacked. A saber emitted a cold light under the moonlight.
Clang!
A war flag crossed.
Zhang Rao and his horse were nailed to death by a flagpole ten steps away from the commander's tent.
Lu Bu stepped out of the darkness with a Mo Sword in his hand. At the same time, the entire camp was lit up by countless flames.
Under the starry sky.
The lights shone for miles.
The endless banners were spread out in the night wind, like the water of a great river, magnificent and magnificent.
Twenty thousand soldiers of the Northern Liang Army stepped out from both sides in an orderly manner. Moonlight danced on the Dark Light Armor, and the long and bright Mo Saber shone on the stars, freezing the hot air and making people shudder.
The Yellow Turban soldiers were terrified.
Countless people rushed forward, wanting to escape the camp.
However, they did not know what was going on in the camp and had already blocked the main gate.
The blades were cold, and the killing intent emitted by the army enveloped the entire camp, as if doomsday had arrived.
The two armies moved together.
Lu Bu and Xu Rong held Mo Sabers in their hands.
They were all generals, and Lu Bu was especially skilled in horse fighting.
However, he had switched to the Mo Saber tonight so that he could have a satisfying battle.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The 20,000-strong army moved out.
The footsteps were neat and heavy as they advanced toward the Yellow Turban Army that had poured into the camp.
Every step he took.
The earth was resonating, sending up dust and sand.
"Kengchi!"
Yan Chuan took a bite of corn.
He silently activated the Halo of the Two Armies.
[Iron Blood Legion: Iron Blood, Fortress, Divine Arm]
[Second Legion: Iron Blood, Charge, Speed]
Six invisible light waves spread out in all directions and enveloped the 20,000 soldiers.
"Kill them!"
Lu Bu shouted coldly.
His footsteps were fierce and violent, and he took the lead in killing the Yellow Turban army with his Mo knife.
"Puff!"
A Yellow Turban main force riding on a warhorse was directly split apart.
Lu Bu's entire body was covered in blood. His eyes were bright and resplendent as he raised his saber and slashed again.
He had never fought like this before, be it in the Nine Plains of the Bing Province or in Guzang of the Northern Liang. The stimulation of bathing in blood made his heart beat faster and his limbs numb.
At the Northern Liang campsite.
The sound of killing soared into the sky.
The entire land was covered in blood, and broken limbs were everywhere.
As far as the eye could see, the army led by Lu Bu and Xu Rong was pushing forward, while the Yellow Turban Army was fleeing.
However…
The gate was blocked.
They had nowhere to run and could only stab their bodies with blades, spraying blood in the air.
In the commander's tent, Yan Chuan was still eating his corn. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, not even a trace of regret.
At the side!
Wang Yue couldn't help but glance sideways.
He was terrified and marveled at how there could be such a cold-blooded person in the world.
When an army was slaughtered, not to mention fear, one should at least show a trace of disgust.
However, Yan Chuan acted as if he didn't see it. He was still able to eat the corn. He had never seen someone like this.
Outside the commander's tent.
Blood filled the sky.
The heat wave swept across the wilderness.
Suddenly, a saber pierced through the Yellow Turban crowd and slashed at Xu Rong's throat.
"Boom!"
In the crowd.
Zhao Yun raised his spear and attacked.
Without even raising his head, after repelling the spear, he pierced through Zhang Liang's heart and threw him off his horse.
Xu Rong was slightly stunned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry."Brother Zilong, you are very skilled. You killed General Ren Gong as soon as you entered the Northern Liang. It seems that you do have the peerless martial talent that Zhang Xiu mentioned!”
"Hah!"
Zhao Yun was confused.
Zhang Xiu's eyes were full of smiles as he said,""Turn around and see who I killed?"
Zhao Yun turned around and saw Zhang Liang lying on the ground with disbelief in his eyes. He was clutching his chest and unable to speak.
"Ignore him!"
Xu Rong shook his head.
Once again, he charged at the other Yellow Turban soldiers with his saber.
A moment later, the Yellow Turban Army finally began to retreat, but the blood had already formed a scarlet river on the ground.
It had only been two hours.
Zhang Liang led 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers to attack the camp, leaving behind tens of thousands of corpses.
He had also left his life in the Northern Liang military camp.
In the commander's tent.
Yan Chuan wiped his hands and looked at the messy battlefield in the camp. He said indifferently,"Wang Yue, take Zhang Liang's head and send it to Luoyang. Fengxian, Xu Rong, you two lead the army to clean up the battlefield. Burn all the corpses and cover the camp with a new layer of soil!”
"Here!"
Wang Yue, Lu Bu, and Xu Rong replied.
Yan Chuan looked at Zhang Xiu and said in a deep voice," Zhang Xiu, you and Zilong will lead 5,000 troops to reinforce Cao Mengde. Tell him to take down Guangzong City after Zhang Jiao arrives at Julu with his army. If any of the Yellow Turbans surrender, we will not kill them!"”
"Here!"
Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yun replied.
Julu City Tower.
Guan Hai looked at the retreating army and felt his heart turn ashen.
Before this, he had said that the night raid on the Northern Liang military camp would fail.
However, he wasn't a minor canal marshal, so how could he persuade Zhang Liang, who was burning with rage?
They could only hope that Zhang Liang was still alive and could give Zhang Jiao an explanation. If Zhang Liang died, the Road of Peace would be finished.
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