The spear rushed towards Lin Junshu, and Lin Junshu had no choice but to exert force on his feet, and his whole body fell backwards.

Hold the big sword in your hand tightly, and the magic of controlling the light of the air sword is working hard.

The broadsword was released, inserted from the belly of the horse, and penetrated the body of the cavalry, both horse and man.

The war horse was injured, but it still crashed into Lin Junshu's body with its remaining strength.

The huge force penetrated his body, and Lin Junshu felt that his ribs were about to be broken.

With no weapons left in his hands, Lin Junshu endured the severe pain, stretched out his hand to pull the cavalryman who was stabbed, and ripped off the saber from his waist with a flash of lightning.

Can’t stop yet!

Lin Junshu turned around, and the magic weapon of Qi Daoguang was forced to activate again.

The sword flashed and hit the cavalryman who had just adjusted his posture and turned around on his horse.

Although this move has been improved by Zhang Jiao and has a very low increase in pollution, it still consumes a lot of energy and energy.

After using it many times in a short period of time, Lin Junshu already felt that his legs were a little weak, and coupled with the dull pain in his chest, he didn't know how many more rounds he could last.

"Perhaps if we discovered an anomaly at that time, we could just go back the way we came and leave the valley and choose another path?"

It is useless to think about these things now. Lin Junshu looked at Hu Jian. Hu Jian, who was holding up the golden light, had easily eliminated the two cavalrymen.

But neither Lin Junshu's air-bending sword light nor Hu Jian's golden light spell are abilities that can be used continuously for a long time.

The opponents are all cavalry. Even if you capture the horses, you can't escape their pursuit.

And if the terrain at the entrance of the valley is abandoned, Hu Jian may be able to hold on for a while longer. Lin Junshu, who only has one offensive skill, will be gone after about one charge.

Lin Junshu walked towards the corpse of the fallen cavalry and pulled out the long knife from the corpse and the saber from his waist.

He walked back to the valley entrance with two swords in hand, and stood side by side with Hu Jian again.

"It seems that I underestimated you. You don't look like soldiers. Are you senior generals in the Yellow Turban Army? Say your names, and the brothers will take your heads in exchange for rewards. I will give them to you when the time comes.

A decent burial!"

Tuen Commander He was not surprised but overjoyed when he saw the two men's performance. It was said that the main force of the Yellow Turbans was destroyed at the hands of General Huangfu Song. Most of the Yellow Turbans' sergeants chose to surrender, and only a small number of remnants escaped.

An order was issued from above to wipe out the remnants of the Yellow Turbans and completely eliminate the Yellow Turban scourge. If these two people are really respectable people, isn't it a certainty that they will be promoted to military commanders?

The two of them didn't answer in silence, holding the long sword tightly and using the rare time to recover their strength.

Seeing that the two men were not cooperating, Captain He waved his hand, and another group of four cavalrymen came out behind him.

"Don't tell me? It doesn't matter. I'll torture you slowly when I capture you alive! Aren't you good at magic? Let me see how many rounds you can last under the charge of my soldiers!"

The raised arm was waved down again, and with the neighing of the war horse, a new round of charge began again...

Located at the junction of Qingzhou and Jizhou, the mouth of a desolate valley is filled with corpses of soldiers.

Several horses that lost their owners were wandering in the distance. The blood of people and horses infected the land at the mouth of the valley, staining the original loess with reddish-brown blood.

Lin Junshu was half-kneeling on the ground. There was a wound on his shoulder that was picked up by the gun blade, and the bones were deep. It was caused by a mistake in failing to avoid the cavalry's gunfire in order to protect the cloth bag in his arms.

The long knife in his hand had lost its strength and fell to the ground. Lin Junshu was panting violently. He used the light of the air-controlling sword that was sacrificed to the spirit and energy god many times. He no longer had the strength to stand up.

Next to Hu Jian, the golden light on his body has shattered, and tiny tentacles have begun to emerge from his arms.

The corpses of more than a dozen soldiers lay on the ground. They tried their best to block the four-round charge, but the next time, they did not have the strength to raise their swords again.

"Very good, you are very good, you actually made me lose so many men. Looking at your skills, in the Yellow Turban Army, even if you are not the commander, you are at least the commander level, right? The heads of the two of you will be mine.

Accept it yourself!"

Seeing that the two of them had completely lost the ability to resist, Chief He finally slapped the horse's belly and slowly approached with his gun in hand.

"Jun Shu, wait a minute while you escape into the valley. I just let go of a few war horses on purpose. If you grab one, run towards the way we came from. I will block them. Remember, keep running and don't look back!"

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Hu Jian said to Lin Junshu beside him, and after speaking, he took a serious look at the cloth bag in Lin Junshu's arms.

"The leader... I'll leave it to you. When it's safe, you can find an opportunity to take the leader to Nanhua Mountain."

The familiar obscure mantra rang in my ears again.

Familiar scenes, similar words, and the figure of the big man in yellow turban whom he first met appeared again in Lin Junshu's mind.

It’s the Golden Light Spell again! It’s running away from each other again! It’s the damn valley again!

Can I just run away in embarrassment relying on the sacrifices of others like I did then?

"No...I don't want this ending at all..."

Lin Junshu reached out and patted Hu Jian on the shoulder, interrupting his singing.

"Lao Hu, let me try, okay? Let me try! If it doesn't work, I'll listen to you again!"

Hu Jian doesn't understand what he wants to do. In the current situation, what can be done to reverse the situation?

But looking at Lin Junshu with a pleading look on his face, he still nodded, gripped the long knife in his hand tighter, and was ready to rush to help at any time.

Secretary Lin Jun took a long breath, "Sure enough, the time traveler still can't avoid the situation of running away to save the situation? He is different from the sergeant who was chasing him at that time. This heart-warming commander is only for profit. If you can impress him through profit, then there is

If you deceive... you will have room for persuasion!"

Lin Junshu walked towards the general on horseback, thinking about his words several times in his mind.

"Is this Chief He? I have a deal that I want to discuss with you." Lin Junshu said calmly, trying his best to sound confident.

"Oh? Deal? Do you think you have killed so many of my soldiers, and now both of you are in my hands, you can still negotiate a deal with me?" The immediate general smiled contemptuously.

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"Why not?" Lin Junshu smiled and shook his head, "What you do is nothing more than asking for power and profit, and I can give you whatever you want!"

"Just you?" Chief He looked Lin Junshu up and down suspiciously, "You are a remnant of the Yellow Turbans. Now that the Yellow Turbans have been destroyed, you are Zhang Jiao's biological brother, and to me you are no more than a head.

What else is there to talk about?"

"Hahahahahaha!" Lin Junshu raised his head and laughed, "Captain, how did I ever say that I was a Yellow Turban? I just had a good friend of the Yellow Turban brother. I heard about the demise of the Yellow Turban during this trip, so I took him to take refuge with my master.

If you take a closer look, do I look like a yellow scarf?"

Seeing him like this, Chief He couldn't help but look at him carefully.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were born in a poor family, but the man in front of him not only had weird short hair, but also had fair and tender skin under the blood stains. He did not look like the Yellow Turban Army, but rather looked like a descendant of a wealthy noble family.

The spells he used seemed to be different from the ordinary Yellow Turbans...

Chief He was affected by Lin Junshu's words and couldn't help but hesitate.

"Who do you mean by 'family mentor'? What deal do you want to negotiate with me?"

"It's done!" Seeing his move, Lin Junshu was determined.

"I studied under Mr. Shui Jing of Yingchuan. My tutor was a reclusive master who was proficient in Qi sects and Confucian classics. I was on good terms with many aristocratic families. I had relationships with Xun Wenruo of the Xun family in Yingchuan, Zhuge Kongming of the Zhuge family of Langya, and the young master of the Lu family of Wujun.

Lu Boyan was a close friend of both of them. He also had a close relationship with Cao Mengde, the cavalry captain who participated in the Yellow Turban Crusade, and Liu Xuande, who succeeded King Jing of Zhongshan. Together with his family teacher, he visited Yuan Benchu, the Sili school captain who was born in the fourth generation and the third generation."

"If the commander of the village lets my brother go today, I will recommend him to my old friend as the commander. When the time comes, let alone a small position of commander, even if he is a military commander, it will not be difficult for him to become a school captain!"

Chief He was immediately shocked by his eloquent output. He had never heard of the hermit master, but the Xun family of Yingchuan, the Zhuge family of Langya, and the Lu family of Wujun were all wealthy families, not to mention the Han people.

Royal relatives, the fourth generation and the three princes...

If he really knew the people he was talking about...

"Is what you said true?" Chief He asked with a serious face.

Seeing that the words worked, Lin Junshu immediately said: "Of course it's true!"

He had compiled all the famous figures he remembered. Seeing that Chief He was still hesitant, Lin Junshu immediately added the final blow.

"When I came to Jizhou, I also met General Huangfu Song, who led the suppression of the Yellow Turban Rebellion!"

He didn't lie about this. He had indeed seen Huangfu Song, but he was just standing behind Zhang Jiao.

After hearing what Lin Junshu said, Chief He finally made up his mind.

"It's just that I made a mistake. I didn't expect that I would meet a big shot here." Chief He Tun said with a strange look on his face.

"It's easy to talk about. We don't know each other today if we don't fight. In the future, Chief He will be prosperous. Just don't forget about my little brother." Lin Junshu took advantage of the situation and complimented him. As long as the current situation is solved, there will be many opportunities to settle the account of this bastard Chief.

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"What a pity... Since you have such a wide range of friends, and I have become enemies with you today, I can't let you leak what I have done!"

Before he finished speaking, Chief He suddenly picked up his spear and stabbed Lin Junshu!

"Fuck! This script is fucking wrong!"

Something unexpected happened, and Hu Jian immediately moved forward with his sword in hand, but Chief He's shot was too urgent and he couldn't catch up!

Just as the spear was approaching, a long sword flew quickly from a distance, and the sword broke the blade of the spear.

A white horse sprang out, and the young man on the horse's silver armor shone.
Chapter completed!