Zhang San, who was riding a horse all the way, kept taking out his bow from his bag and gestured. At this time, Zhang Jiao drove his horse and pushed his hand up and cut it for a while:

"The bow cannot be empty, it will greatly affect the bow. I have repeatedly told Zhang Shuyi that the buffalo horn used in this stone bow has been obtained. If you can't pull it all over, don't waste things here."

"Hey, I'm driving here two places. If you want to pass this road, you can stay with you to buy money."

"Master, do you want to kill me?"

"No need, let me come."

Zhang Jiao looked at the robbers who were about 300 people and raised his lips: "You said you were driving this road? Then you have to ask God whether he agrees or not!"

Zhang Jiao held the reins with his left hand and slid down the sky with his right hand. Slight thunder appeared at the feet of the No. 300 people, instantly numbing the No. 300 people rolled on the ground.

"That's it? It seems you are not good."

"God of the hero, please spare me."

"If you want to spare your life, you can join our Yellow Turban Army. That's right, master."

"Well, you will give orders in the future so as not to damage the majesty of being a teacher."

"But, I won't lead troops to fight."

Zhang Jiao slashed again: "How many times do you want to say it to your teacher? If you don't know how to learn it, you're timid and like a real man. If you're a teacher, you'll tell you once. I really don't know where you came from.

The army has five people, and a corps commander; the army has two corpses, with a total of ten people, and a commander; the team has five corpses, with a total of fifty people, and a Du Bo; the army has two corpses, with a total of one hundred people, and a general; the Qu governs, with a total of five hundred people, and a chief chief; the army has two corpses, with a total of one thousand people, and a supervising, also known as Ya general; the company has three corpses, with a total of three thousand people, and a Sima of the other department; the camp has two companies, with a total of six thousand people, and a school inspector; the two battalions are one army, with a total of 1,200 people, and a school captain. There are various generals above.

As for how you want to command or convince the public, it's your business."

"Where are you guys?"

"Sir, we were originally subordinates of Li Xiao, the Sima of Julu County Army, but Li Xiaoke deducted military expenses, which made the people in the army disintegrated. During a patrol, we fled the army and fled into the mountains. We forced ourselves to make a living to become bandits."

"Join our Yellow Turban Army, or you will die. You have seen the power of my master just now. Let me tell you about your official title."

"Okay, let's join, we are shield armor soldiers. My name is Li Si, this is Zhao Si, his name is Wang Wu, and we are all the generals of the army. These are our subordinates, including 297 people, including 57 sergeant leaders, 27 sergeant leaders, and 3 sergeant leaders."

"Li Si? Wang Wu? I'm Nicholas Zhao Si!" Zhang San complained in his heart and shouted: "From now on, I will be your chief of music! If you don't agree, stand up."

Sanmingtun Jiang stood up and looked at Zhang San with dissatisfaction.

"You guys go together."

Tun threw a knife from Du Bo behind him. When Zhang San picked it up, he found that the three of them had surrounded Zhang San's complete shape. The three of them looked at each other and slowly approached. Zhang San slowly removed all the heavy armor on his body, and the heavy armor fell on the ground and smashed small holes.

"I feel so light and uncomfortable, come on."

Three generals attacked from the top, middle and bottom, and took the key points. Zhang San used Li Si's shield to rush into the air with his left foot, kicked Wang Wu down with his right foot, and put the knife on Zhao Si's neck.

"We... are not convinced..."

"Stop it, Sixian, you still have many places to improve, such as having no murderous intention at all, are you afraid of killing them? In this chaotic world, as long as you bring up your weapons, the warrior will be the last destination of the warrior.

From now on, you will listen to him. His name is Zhang San, his courtesy name is Sixian, and he is a person from Julu."

"Yes, great wise mentor."

"Oh? How did you know that I belong to Zhang Jiao?"

"Your deeds have spread in Julu. Today, brothers have specially intercepted you to join the Yellow Turbans."

"Welcome to the Yellow Turbans."

"Master, what should we do next?"

"There is the capital of Julu County in front of me. My idea is to occupy the pottery first and then make plans. If you have specific matters, you can just make the decision. In addition, from today on, you won't have to wear heavy armor, you have to control your strength well."

“Yes, Master.”

"Great wise mentors, Chief Qu, our brothers inside have long disliked Li Xiao. As long as you greet him, the city gate will naturally be opened for us."

Zhang Jiao thought for a long time: "Forget it, I'll do this battle. If you win, you have to win openly. Go now. You'll be tired of your journey and want to have a good night's sleep tonight."

"Master, it's only afternoon."

.....

"Duan Tao Lixiao, come out and die!" Zhang San's voice was like a huge thunder, which was a sign of the acquired Great Perfection.

The guards on the city wall hurriedly reported. When Li Xiao found out, he hurriedly put on his armor and walked up to the city gate to watch.

There were only a few people behind laughing: "Julu Zhang Mengling, I have heard of it for a long time, but I am just a traitor. All the soldiers followed me to go to war!"

Li Xiao took the lead in riding a horse and rushed out of the city gate. There were about 500 cavalrymen in the rear and 3,000 infantrymen were neatly arranged in a square formation.

"Zhang Mengling, dare to fight me!"

"Those who are willing to surrender to me can take three steps back on their own. I, Paul, and others are fine."

A total of 3,500 people, of which 3,000 slowly retreated, leaving only Li Xiao's confidant 500 infantry soldiers.

"You! Humph, I'm going to settle the score with you when I kill Zhang Mengling." Zhang Jiao slowly pointed at Li Xiao and his confidant with a nine-section scepter behind his back.

‘Thunderous’

The cloudless sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, dozens of thunders hit Li Xiao, and more than 500 people were instantly slashed into blood and blood.

The three thousand people who were hesitant immediately knelt on one knee, expressing their willingness to accept Zhang Jiao's incorporation. After using this move, Zhang Jiao immediately coughed up blood and his face was a little pale.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhang San looked at Zhang Jiao anxiously.

"It's okay, Sixian, you have to remember that if a warlock uses spells to interfere in the war situation, he will be backfire, and if he gets more times, he will die."

"Master, then you still..."

"The teacher should give them confidence, of course, you must win beautiful battles in the first battle. Okay, go to the city."

Everyone went to the lord's mansion in Tao. Outside the door, more than a dozen glamorous nobles had already been waiting here. They saw Zhang Jiao who was being helped greet him with smiles.

"Great Master, thanks to you, we can be freed from Li Xiao's hands. These are some slight gifts, please accept them with a smile."

Zhang Jiao saw the carriage behind them full of food, silk, and silver snorted coldly:

"Put them all into prison, search the house, enfeoffed the grain, and 40% of the gold, silver and treasures are distributed to the people, and 60% are used as military pay."

Only then did the rich gentry cursed Zhang Jiao, and Zhang Jiao walked into the city lord's mansion without hesitation.

Time flies, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye. In the past two years, Zhang Jiao made the same move and used magic to win many times. He was already in irreversible damage and became weaker day by day. With the efforts of the three brothers, the Yellow Turban Army spread all over the country, and Zhang Jiao and Zhang Mengling became famous.

Zhang San used his memory to win several small-scale battles, and Zhao Si became a capable general under Zhang Jiao.

A certain day

Zhang San casually pulled a stone bow in the shooting range, fired three times, and the arrow feathers fell into the target. The soldiers watching the scene applauded. Suddenly, a soldier ran into the main tent in panic, and Zhang San put down his bow and followed.

"Report to the great wise and good mentors, General Zhao. Recently, I found that many bandits burned and robbed under the name of the Yellow Turban Army, and... and...."

"What else? Say it quickly! Ahem."

"The general Zhang Bao and Zhang Yiling were killed in battle."

When Zhang Jiao heard this, he staggered from his seat. Zhang San and Zhao Si helped Zhang Jiao up. Zhang Jiao pointed at the communication soldier tremblingly: "You...what did you say..."

"Zhang Yiling's battle camp suddenly mutiny. He was killed by random knives because of exhaustion of internal strength and was dismembered."

After hearing this, Zhang San couldn't help but clench his fists. Although he knew that this would come in this day, after it really happened, his emotions told him that it made him angry, and reason was dissuading him to calm down.

Zhang Jiao said to himself: "Third brother, he...he is born, why did he die?"

Another correspondent soldier kneeled in front of the tent and cried in a howling voice: "Report, the great wise and good teacher. General Zhang Liang and Zhang Shuyi of the Earth Lord died at the hands of Huang Yizhen, Huang Pu Song."

Zhang Jiao vomited blood and was unconscious when he heard this. Zhao Si picked up Zhang San and helped him back to the bed. Then Jin frowned and looked at the military information.

Zhang San walked out of the tent angrily and ran around the camp. Whenever he thought of Zhang Bao finding him and taking him home, he couldn't help but speed up a little while when he went to collect herbs with him. He also thought of Zhang Liang forcing him to absorb the medicine bath and teaching him to read and make words and sentences. Zhang San even increased his speed to the extreme. One hour later, Zhang San found a warm air in his dantian moistened his whole body.

"Huhuhuhuhuhu, I actually broke through the innate."

After returning to the account, Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang San's unsightly eyes and gradually regained his spirit: "Sixian, have you broken through the innate world?"

"Well, master, let's go and avenge Shuyi and Zhang Bao."

"No need, Sixian still remember what you said before the four of us separated?"

"The disciple will send the master to the last journey."

"The luck of being a teacher and the second and third brothers has ended. I have not had much time to be a teacher. You can take this."

Zhang San looked at the yellowed apprenticeship post and couldn't help feeling a little wet: "Master..."

"You have nothing to teach you anymore. In the past three years, you have learned riding and shooting, bows and arrows, horse battles, and strategies. Although you don't want to learn my medical skills, you are really good. Do you know why your teacher wants to accept you as your disciple?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"The hexagram is one, and the second is that you have an extremely rare spatial constitution. If you want to become a sorcerer, you must break away from the attributes other than the five elements. In addition to the five elements constitution, there is only a spatial constitution or an ethereal constitution without a physical constitution, and the legendary time constitution. Most sorcerers have an ethereal constitution, and being a master is no exception, cough cough."

"Master, stop talking."

"Don't interrupt me, you will wake up when you arrive at the Golden Pill Realm. At that time...... cough cough.

You are my disciple, and many people want to exchange your head for military achievements. Zhang Sixian from Julu is still well-known now, haha."

"Master, why are you talking about this?"

"In the past ten years, as a teacher, in addition to receiving the three books given by the old immortal Nanhua, you will count the most proud things for you. Now I will return this post to apprenticeship to you, and we are no longer masters and apprentices."
To be continued...