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Chapter 940 The hero ends (3)

Zhang Jing took the battlefield situation in his eyes and couldn't help but be anxious and angry. At the same time, there was a great feeling of reluctance and hatred in his heart, which was similar to the intention of killing a thief but unable to turn the world back.

He believed that he was no less than anyone else in his life, and could not accept the result in front of him: he could not do a big fight before his death, so that the enemy could pay a heavy price and die vigorously.

Looking back at the beginning, he was just an ordinary civilian, and was a low-level class who was bullied by the powerful and powerful in the country. He couldn't even have a full meal every time. However, he was generous and cheerful and unwilling to accept the status quo. He often traveled around and made many friends and people from the world.

It is precisely because he is willing to help others and has a broad range of friendship that he has obtained the method of cultivation after helping an injured practitioner of the martial arts world.

Later, the hometown was in trouble, and local powers colluded with the government - they were the ruling class themselves and naturally had common interests from the same position, so it was not said that they were collusion - they took the opportunity to annex the land.

Many villagers were devastated, their wives and their children were separated and their families were destroyed, and they had no way to survive.

So he was willing to make the rafters of his head, raised his arms and shouted, leading the villagers who were about to starve to resist, attacked the landlord's house, and after paying the price of bleeding, he regained the exploited food and wealth.

If a landlord was destroyed and the ruling class was violated, there was naturally only one fate: the government sent constables and soldiers to suppress them.

During the initial years of resistance, Zhang Jing led the villagers to fight in a mess. He killed the landlord and changed the place to another place. It was difficult to survive in battle, and the villagers were killed and injured.

However, due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, there were too many refugees who lost their homes. His team expanded rapidly, and the people following him quickly exceeded 10,000! The huge momentum almost happened overnight.

At that time, Zhang Jing was very proud and proud. He was worshipped by thousands of people. He felt the feeling of being a hero and also made him understand what it felt like to hold power in his hands. He was addicted to this kind of pleasure and wanted to make his career bigger.

He wants to be a big hero!

It’s a pity that he thought things too simple, especially underestimating the court.

The team's momentum expanded and the consequences of the chaos of prefectures and counties was that it was targeted by the big figures in the court. Therefore, the dynasty, which safeguarded the interests of the landlords and sovereigns, dispatched a large number of defensive missions to train new troops in the Central Plains, intending to encircle and suppress the troops from all sides.

Zhang Jing's situation suddenly became very difficult.

Just when Zhang Jing was desperate and planned to bring everyone to Liangshan to become a bandit, Zhao Ning appeared in front of him. Zhao Ning not only showed him a clear way, but also made various arrangements for them.

This is because the mountains and rivers are full of no way, and the willows and flowers are bright, and there is another village. It is also because the great roc rises with the wind in one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

Because of Zhao Ning's arrangement, within five years, Zhang Jing became a famous high-ranking general in the new Bianliang army, holding tens of thousands of elite soldiers. When the Tianyuan army invaded, Song Zhi was defeated and left Bianliang, and when Zhao Qiyue was in charge of the overall situation, he once held 100,000 powerful troops!

That is not a hundred thousand refugees, but a hundred thousand warriors wearing armor and holding sharp weapons!

Zhang Jing once again found the pleasure of being a hero, and he was a real hero.

Since then, although Zhang Jing's life has had ups and downs, he eventually became a governor of a town at the end of the National War and was in charge of Xuzhou, like a small prince.

Zhao Jin Dynasty reigned on Qi, Wei and Yang successively supported themselves, and wars rose everywhere in the world. Zhang Jing was unwilling to be lonely. He said that he had a growing ambition or ambition, so he took the opportunity to attack Linzhen and seize Xuanwu.

When the God Cult came to help, Zhang Jing completely let go of his hands and feet. He no longer cared about Zhao Ning and the court's orders and used troops from all directions. He first captured the two towns of Heyang and Luoyang, and then attacked Wuning.

At that time, Zhang Jing thought that it was the time when his great power was truly unfolding, but he did not expect that it was the pinnacle of his authority.

Later, the Zhao family, Yang family and Wei family entered the Central Plains one after another, and the heroes competed for it. Zhang Jing's situation gradually became miserable, and today.

today......

After years of ups and downs, the glory of the past has disappeared, and the great cause in his hand collapsed. Everyone bowed their heads and became tomorrow's yellow flowers. The words followed him like a dream in Nan Ke. Today, Zhang Jing has nothing but a group of robber-like defeated soldiers.

The red face is gone, and the flowers are gone, and the beauty always wants to be a white-headed hero. The power in the world never belongs to a certain person. No matter how great his achievements are, they will eventually turn into dust. However, Zhang Jing, who regards himself as a hero, still has the ambition and pride of a hero even when he reaches the end of his journey!

Even if he dies, he cannot die as silent as autumn leaves, but will shake like a volcano eruption! Even if he dies, he will set off a storm in the Central Plains to influence the world's storm!

He wants to amazed the world and make future generations feel unceasing!

This is Zhang Jing's last struggle and his last struggle.

But now, this final struggle has no power, and this final struggle is like a joke. He can't even win a mere Bozhou city even if he tries his best.

A year ago, he would not attack such a city in person. With a wave of his hand, thousands of brave soldiers would take him into his pocket.

Zhang Jing, who was fighting fiercely with the masters of Wu, was so angry that his eyes shattered and blood splattered.

If he was let to die like this, he would not be at peace if he became a ghost!

Even if the soul can be reincarnated as the Divine Cult says, he will not step into the bridge of reincarnation, nor will he devote himself to the cycle of reincarnation in the next life. Even if what is waiting for him ahead is wealth and honor, he will be a ghost for generations!

He could not circulate this Bozhou city and cursed everyone he saw!

As a prince, he can bear the pain of destruction of his foundation, but as a real man, he cannot accept the pain of depression in his heart when he is dying!

Just as the situation was extremely critical and Zhang Jing was about to burn his five internal organs, a sudden change occurred in Bozhou City.

A group of practitioners suddenly emerged from the streets and alleys, and led by a man wearing a scholar's blue shirt and holding a three-foot green edge, he rushed to the city tower!

This group of practitioners has a complex composition. Some wear family clothes, some wear armor and armor for soldiers, some have brocade clothes and jade belts, and some have cloth clothes and threadbare clothes.

But no matter how they were dressed, they were all extremely brave at this moment. The middle-aged man in blue shirt was particularly capable of fighting. He led the way to break into the Wu army group, his figure flashed like lightning, and his sword energy splashed like fish scales. In the blink of an eye, he killed a large number of Wu army caught off guard.

In just a moment, the middle-aged man in blood stained red clothes had led his troops to kill the Wu army soldiers in front of the city gate. The practitioners went to open the city gate, and he rushed up to the city wall and pierced a Wu army general who was intercepting Zhang Jing's troops with a sword!

Carrying a long sword of blood, the middle-aged scholar stepped on a Wu army captain and shouted loudly to Zhang Jing's troops who were frightened by the left and right and in front of the city: "I am Guo Huai, the commander of the shogunate gate of the Great General's Shogunate!

"The city gate is opening, and you will immediately enter the city to control the city for the general!"

Zhang Jing's men saw Guo Huai's figure as majestic as a god, his voice was loud like a war drum, and his spirit was greatly boosted. When they saw that the city gate was indeed opening, they were all excited to fight.

The body, which was just about to retreat, immediately headed towards the city, and took iron-blooded steps to roar the beast, and rushed forward one after another!

Guo Huai pulled out the long sword that stabbed into the chest of Wu Jun Captain, and in the splashing of warm blood, he looked up at Zhang Jing who was fighting in the air: "Master General, I am sorry for your crime, Guo Huai is late!

"With Guo Huai in Bozhou for one day, Bozhou will be the general in one day, and ghosts and gods cannot change it!"

Seeing that the siege situation changed instantly, the soldiers jumped up to the city wall again and rushed into the city in large numbers. Zhang Jing's chest was filled with blood. When Guo Huai was a scholar, he was holding a three-foot sword in his hand and was struck by the powerful general. His body was covered in blood and looked like a demon. Zhang Jing's eyes were red.

Hearing the other party's loud declaration, Zhang Jing was already hot even if he was a stone.

When he noticed that the Wu envoy was instigating his generals, Zhang Jing also found that Guo Huai had some contact with the other party, but because the Wu envoy looked unwilling when he left, Guo Huai scolded Wu in the house for being treasonous, so Zhang Jing did not do anything to Guo Huai.

Even so, Zhang Jing, who was already suspicious at that time and his rationality was greatly reduced, no longer trusted Guo Huai and had deep doubts.

Who can guarantee that the Wu envoy and Guo Huai's reaction at that time was not intentional and intentionally covered up?

Therefore, when Zhang Jing led his army to leave Bozhou, he did not bring Guo Huai with him. Even when Guo Huai caught up, he suspected that the other party had other intentions and wanted to take action with his generals who defected to Wu. He scolded him fiercely and announced in public that he would be dismissed from all his posts and asked him to go back to Bozhou City.

Bozhou City is Guo Huai’s hometown.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Jing was at the end of his life and nearly half of his subordinates fled, Guo Huai took the initiative to attack the army with his family practitioners and relatives and friends!

This time, the internal and external cooperation made the Wu army, which was originally a guest army and had no basis for trust in the city, soon became untenable and the morale of the army was in chaos and showed signs of collapse.

As the governor of the four towns and the largest prince in the Central Plains, Zhang Jing also had solid supporters who did not care about gains and losses even at the last moment.

Although there are few fans.

Thousands of emotions and touches turned into a long roar like a king of beasts. Zhang Jing suddenly attacked the Wu army masters in front of him. Each sword had the power of a landslide, and each attack had the potential to die with the other party!

The master of Wu was frightened. He glanced at the city and saw that the Wu army was in a desperate situation, and Zhang Jing was completely in a state of madness. He did not want to be buried with Bozhou City. He quickly used all his strength to force Zhang Jing to open, and took the opportunity to get out.

He walked fast and successfully stayed away from right and wrong.

The master of the early stage of the King of Wu was not so lucky. He was entangled by Zhang Jing's adopted son. Now he was attacked by Zhang Jing who was freed up. If he was inappropriate, he cut his head into two halves with a knife and died on the spot.

After taking over the city and killing a master under his enemy, Zhang Jing was very happy and was about to turn around and land at the top of the city to meet his plotter Guo Huai. But at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the strange phenomenon outside the city from the corner of his eyes, and his heart shrank violently.

On the horizon in the distance to the east, a black line appeared out of its head. When you look closely, the black line quickly became thicker and thicker, spreading into a wave of tide.

That's Wu Jun!

The Wu army that had previously encircled Xinxing City did not delay any delay. They found that Zhang Jing led his troops to Bozhou City and chased after him. Now they were not far from the city.

Zhang Jing gritted his teeth.

Compared to his troops, the opponent has more troops and a uniform army. His troops entered the city this time to make money for plunder and have no fighting spirit. If they are attacked by these Wu troops, they will either be defeated or surrendered.

By then, Bozhou City will still belong to Wu Jun!

Zhang Jing was very angry. He wished he could use his own strength to stop the tens of thousands of Wu troops!

"Entertainment Father, look at the west side!" At this time, Zhang Jing's adopted son pointed to the west and spoke.

Zhang Jingxun looked at him, and couldn't help but feel stunned, his face was complicated and silent for a long time.

In the distance, there were also large troops cycling, with smoke and dust rising under their feet.

It was a talented cavalry with a continuous team and a huge momentum. It was obvious that there were no less than 30,000 people!

That was the elite cavalry of the rebel army led by Zhao Ping and Zhao Ying!
Chapter completed!
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