One after another, figures turned and moved in the air, and finally landed in the largest inn.
"Those who guard the mausoleum of the Jin family, please see me, sir!"
"Lin's lineage guardians of the mausoleum, see you sir!"
"Guardian of the tomb of Wind Meridian, please see me, sir!"
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The belated guardians of the Liumai Mausoleum knelt down on one knee and bowed with their hands in hand.
After receiving the message from Jiang Shui, the guardian of the mausoleum, they rushed over in various ways as soon as possible.
These seven tomb-keepers are all tomb-keepers from the Three Kingdoms.
"Get up." Zhou Sheng said calmly.
The seven people then stood up and looked up at Zhou Sheng.
"There is no doubt that I am not from your era, I come from the future." Zhou Sheng dispelled their doubts with one sentence.
"What are your orders, sir?" Lin Zhipai asked.
No matter it is in the past or the future, as long as there are Yin and Yang dual-lineage guardians of the tomb, that is their leader.
"Tianzun wants to disrupt the order of the Three Kingdoms. I want you to pay attention to Tianzun's movements at all times. If Tianzun takes action, you will all attack him together."
"His hands and one of his ribs have been sealed, and his strength has been greatly reduced. Together with your seven meridians, you should be able to suppress him." Zhou Sheng said to the seven people.
"Understood." Seven people nodded in response.
"Be careful not to be discovered by him." Zhou Sheng reminded.
They are in the dark now, which is their advantage.
Although Tianzun was also controlling it in the dark, he had already been discovered by Zhou Sheng.
Secretly dealing with the forces on the surface, you will always have a natural advantage.
"Yes." Seven people responded again.
"Who is the best at monitoring?" Zhou asked as he looked at the seven people.
"Me." The guard of the tomb of Fengzhimai stood up.
"I can feel it wherever there is wind."
"Okay, you are responsible for monitoring the movements of the Tianzun Association in the Yellow Turban Army. Once he takes action, the most powerful Lei and Jin lineage guardians will be the first to attack. The others will continue to hide unless they cannot be defeated.
Get out." Zhou Sheng then ordered.
Everyone nodded, and with a wave of Zhou Sheng's hand, they all left and hid themselves.
The river water jumped into the moat, and the tomb guardians from the forest line took the tomb guardians from the mountain line and hid in the woods.
The guardian of the mausoleum is like a wisp of breeze, floating in the forest.
The guardians of the tomb of the Jin clan and the mausoleum guardians of the Lei clan stood on the city wall, disguised as soldiers.
The person guarding the tomb of the Fire Line was lying in the water, disguised as a corpse.
Although the Yellow Turban Army will take away the corpses, not all corpses will be taken away.
After all, sometimes it's too close to the city wall and they can't reach it, so they don't want it.
The Qimai mausoleum guards lie in wait for the news.
One night, it seemed calm, but in fact there was a mystery hidden.
Zhou Sheng was not idle either, but climbed up the city wall, walked to Liu Bei, pointed at the Yellow Turban Army's defense circle and said:
"At the break of dawn, break open a hole in the Yellow Turban Army's absolute defense."
Although Liu Bei was puzzled, he still nodded.
"Okay." Liu Bei nodded.
Zhou Sheng did not stay, but returned to the inn to take charge of the overall situation.
The soldiers guarding the city quietly carried the stones to the tower during the night and adjusted the attack direction and distance of the catapult.
After moving all night, the city walls were almost piled with stones.
When dawn was approaching, Liu Bei quickly mobilized the resting soldiers to take shifts and prepare to launch an attack.
As soon as dawn broke, Xuzhou's counterattack began.
"put!"
Liu Bei cut the rope of the first catapult, and huge rocks flew out.
"Bang!"
While the Yellow Turban Army was still sleeping, they encountered a counterattack from Xuzhou.
"Bang bang bang!"
More and more rocks were falling, and everyone woke up and ran away.
Zhang Jiao and others, who were in the center, woke up and wanted to maintain the situation.
"Everyone, don't panic, get in formation!" Zhang Jiao said loudly.
But those who are frightened cannot hear his words.
No one wants to die, they just want to escape.
The circle they formed was gradually broken.
Lu Bu opened his eyes, not looking at the enemy's panic, but looking at the sun rising in the east.
The sun slowly rose in the east, and when it all came out, Lu Bu raised the Fang Tian Huaji and pointed it forward.
"You guys, follow me and kill!"
"kill!!!"
"drive!"
Lu Bu rode a tall and powerful red rabbit horse, taking the lead and rushing out of the woods.
When Liu Bei saw this, he immediately stopped throwing stones.
Liu Bei looked at the flags rushing out of the woods, first the Liu-zi flag from the Imperial Court of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and then the Lu-zi flag.
The flag in the front represents the force that sent the troops, and the flag in the back represents the person who sent the troops.
"Lu Bu!" Liu Bei was a little surprised.
The person who comes to help will be Lu Bu.
Lu Bu rode in the lead and charged into the Yellow Turban Army. He rode in front and pierced many people with his halberd.
The cavalry behind him followed closely and followed him into the Yellow Turban Army's camp.
The three brothers Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang immediately mounted their horses and led their soldiers to resist.
Lu Bu smiled coldly: "You rebels and traitors must be punished!"
He waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, and with one blow he dismounted the three Zhang Jiao brothers who were standing in front of him.
The soldiers behind Lu Bu came and overturned the rest of the soldiers.
In front of the elite regular army, the Yellow Turban Army is like a flock of very large numbers of sheep. Once their formation is broken up, they will only be harvested.
Liu Bei immediately ordered: "All soldiers, prepare, follow me out of the city in a quarter of an hour to kill the enemy!"
Reinforcements from the imperial court came, only six thousand, but these six thousand dispersed the Yellow Turban Army.
As long as he helps and divides the Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban Army will undoubtedly be defeated.
"This Lu Bu is really brave." Guan Yu commented without hesitation.
Although he was arrogant, he still couldn't help but praise him when he saw such brave Lu Bu.
"Bah, no matter how brave you are, you are still a slave of the third surname." Zhang Fei directly scorned.
"Don't say too much, let's solve the crisis in Xuzhou first," Liu Bei said bluntly.
The two brothers said nothing and walked down the city wall to make preparations.
After Lu Bu rushed into the enemy camp, he did not continue to lead the attack. His cavalry was like a war machine, shuttling back and forth among the Yellow Turban Army.
Wherever they go, the Yellow Turban Army is as fragile as a piece of burned paper, falling apart at the first impact.
Lu Bu held Fang Tian's painted halberd and pointed it between Zhang Jue's eyebrows.
"Thieves who rebel will be killed without mercy!"
Zhang Jiao, who was lying on the ground, looked unwilling and said loudly: "Heavenly Lord, save me!"
Tianzun, who was sitting in the chariot, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Lu Bu.
This glance made Lu Bu feel cold and he did not dare to take action rashly.
Tianzun walked out of the chariot and said slowly: "Zhang Jiao, you can't kill him!"
"Boom!"
In the sky, thunder was rolling and storms were rising.
Lu Bu wanted to stab him, but his hand seemed to be frozen and he couldn't use any force.
Fang Tian's painted halberd was clearly placed between Zhang Jue's eyebrows, but it was unable to pierce his head.
"Boom!"
A thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck in front of Tianzun Zuo Ci.